Chapter 488 Who writes a diary for a serious person?
After leaving the kitchen, Duanmuhuai and others came to the library on the right side of the second floor. It was also empty and looked very calm. Apart from the paper scattered on the table, there seemed to be nothing special.
"Okay, let''s investigate here next."
"Hey? Do you want us to read all the books here?"
Hearing Duanmuhuai''s orders, Lorena was surprised, and Duanmuhuai rolled her eyes.
"Of course there is no need to be such trouble... We just need to find out if there are any records, such as diaries or handwritten notes. Of course, you can also see what books are placed here, and then judge whether the owner here is mentally normal. Oh, if you encounter a cabinet or drawer that cannot be opened, just call me."
Although she didn''t quite understand Duanmuhuai''s meaning, Lorena still nodded obediently and searched around. Duanmuhuai also came to the desk and then opened the drawer. Then he searched through it a few times, then found a diary... Well, no surprise.
From this we can see that the owner of this house is likely to be gone.
People who write diaries in this world either have problems or plan to write last words, or have ghosts in their hearts to vent, or plan to describe some conspiracies in detail in their diary - after all, who is serious about writing diaries!
Sure enough, Duanmuhuai found some clues and records in the diary.
The diary first recorded only some daily trivial matters. It can be seen that his distant relative likes artworks very much, especially paintings, and goes to dig everywhere, trying to find a second Picasso... Therefore, he also spent a lot of effort to acquire a bunch of oil paintings.
It''s normal to get here, it''s no big deal.
However, when Duanmu Huai turned into the middle, the content inside became a little weird.
When attending an art exhibition, this distant relative accidentally heard a group of artists discussing a man named "Cliff Pete". He seemed to be a painter, but no one seemed to appreciate his paintings. According to these artists, the paintings made by the man named Cliff Pete are both pathological and terrifying, and just looking at them makes people feel indescribable ugliness and discomforts.
If it were someone else, the rumors would be over after hearing them, but this distant relative was obviously different. He keenly realized that the man named Cliff Pete might be a talented painter. The reason why these artists cannot accept his works is because these artists are too law-abiding, which means that the man named Cliff is probably a master who created his own genre!
If you can cooperate with him, you might be able to really discover the second Picasso!
Well... Picasso was afraid that he would jump out of the coffin board when he heard it.
In short, after that, the distant relative became interested in a man named Cliff, and he also found out about the other party''s address and then came to the man''s residence. He met him and showed his identity, saying that he wanted to see Cliff''s paintings, and if he could, he was even willing to hold an art exhibition for him.
Cliff naturally welcomed him with great enthusiasm for the arrival of his distant relatives, and his distant relatives finally saw the paintings he painted that were "discomfortable, full of curses and depravity, disgusting and ugly".
And his thoughts were also completely revealed in his diary.
"I never thought I could see such a ridiculous and terrifying painting. Although I always thought that painting was to show what the painter saw and thought. But the thoughts in this man named Cliff were like a demon in the abyss of hell. His painting style was extremely absurd and unrestrained, but unexpectedly realistic. It was clearly like a creature that only existed in delusions, but it was really like it existed in the real world. Just looking at his paintings, I could feel the stench emitted by the monsters in the painting, and the sound of their sharp nails rubbing against the stone slabs..."
Cliff''s paintings brought great shock to his distant relatives, and indeed made him feel the "ugly and disgusting evil" that the artists called. If he escaped because of this, then maybe this matter ended here.
Unfortunately, this distant relative insisted on being too stubborn - although he believed that these paintings were ugly and disgusting, it was not 1900, but 2000. In this era when death rock and heavy metal were popular, such curious paintings were more attractive and hyped to the distant relatives.
This is like the boss of a music company. He may not necessarily appreciate those noisy death rocks, but at least he knows that this can attract audiences to make money, which is enough.
So he suppressed his inner discomfort and began to praise Cliff''s paintings, and expressed his willingness to hold a special exhibition for his paintings so that he could become famous.
This made Cliff very excited and happy. He said that in fact he was painting a series of subjects, and his distant relatives promised that after the series of paintings were completed, he would hold an art exhibition for Cliff.
At this point, the matter came to an end. As a painting merchant, it was naturally impossible for distant relatives to waste time on Cliff alone, so he sent someone to help Cliff and went home to prepare for the exhibition.
However, the matter did not end here, but became even more strange.
First of all, the staff sent by distant relatives to Cliff''s side were scared and ran back after only one day, claiming that he "will never go to the residence of that blasphemous heretic cult." The distant relative didn''t care about this, after all, he knew that the "power" of the other party''s paintings was indeed not something that ordinary people could resist.
So the distant relative sent another younger young employee who seemed to be very compatible with Cliff to help.
This is even more powerful, and there is no sign of it.
So after Cliff called to inform him that all the paintings were completed, the distant relative had to go on a trip in person to see what he had painted.
"I can''t describe what I saw with ink. The horrific, blasphemy horror. I still feel trembling when I think back now. I can''t believe why humans can draw such a hatred, madness and deformity that is as if they are emitting a spiritual stench. For the first time, I began to doubt whether my choice was correct. Perhaps his colleagues were right. Cliff Pitt was indeed a lunatic, a demon, a messenger from hell. He brought in spiritually indescribable curses and distortions to humans through the scrolls... Maybe I should change my mind..."
It is obvious that this visit shocked the distant relative''s mind, so that his handwriting became trembling. In the end, this distant relative did change his original idea. He planned to hold a small appreciation meeting in his mansion first, just like an internal preview before the movie was officially released, inviting his relatives and friends to visit Cliff Pitt''s paintings, and then decide whether to formally hold an art exhibition.
That’s all for the diary.
Now, Duanmu Huai also knows why the other party invited him to hold a banquet.
But...what exactly is the painting that scares that distant relative like this?
I have to say that Duanmu Huai is still a little curious.
"King, what did you find?"
At this moment, Lorena and the maid also finished the search, came to Duanmuhuai again, and asked curiously.
“Interesting stuff.”
Facing the two, Duanmu Huai also smiled and then told them the description in the diary. After hearing Duanmu Huai''s words, Lorena also frowned.
"So, is that man named Cliff Pitt the culprit of all this?"
"At present, it''s basically certain, but I want to see what he draws to scare people like this... Oh, what have you discovered?"
Facing Duanmuhuai''s inquiry, the maid shook her head, and Lorena spoke.
"I found some strange books in the bookcase..."
According to Lorena, most of these bookcases contain art books, but in the bookcase that is recently placed, there are some things like myths, legends and demon introductions...
Well, it seems that after reading the man''s words, the distant relatives also went to investigate some things. "Then let''s go and see what the man named Cliff painted."
Duanmu Huai put together the diary and handed it to the maid.
"According to the diary, relatives from afar transformed the entertainment room into a temporary painting exhibition hall, well, right next to it."
Walking out of the study, Duanmuhuai looked at the door on the other side of the corridor, where the entertainment room was. According to the diary, distant relatives transformed the there into a small exhibition room, so as long as they go to the entertainment room, they should be able to see what the things that scared the relatives of the art dealer were.
However, just as Duanmuhuai walked out of the study, the lights in the entire corridor suddenly became much dimmed. At the same time, the shadows reflected by the corridor furniture seemed to be alive under the light. They kept twisting, condensed and formed dark tentacles, and rushed towards Duanmuhuai and others. At this moment, the entire corridor began to twist and deform. The squirming wooden floor and the low jumping sound made people involuntarily think that this was not a dead place for an inorganic object, but the internal organs of a living giant beast.
"snort!"
Faced with the sudden scene, Lorena was shocked and stopped quickly, and the maid also made a fighting posture. Only Duanmu Huai glanced at the other party coldly and snorted coldly.
"roll!!"
Accompanied by Duanmuhuai''s roar, the next moment, the dark tentacles that rushed towards them were as if they were hit by some storm waves and fled back faster than before, and disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the twisted and strange corridor returned to normal with Duanmuhuai''s roar.
"Huh...King, is this...?"
"Yes, be careful."
Duanmuhuai nodded to Lorena. In this world, simple monsters or curses are actually not very powerful. But the twists and changes of the world anytime and anywhere are another matter. Especially when conducting investigations, perhaps because of these indescribable existences, the barriers between reality and nightmare are becoming weaker, which leads to the fact that players often face similar situations when conducting investigations on the spot.
It’s like the whole world is beginning to flip, deform, shaping the other side of the world that cannot be understood.
At this time, the reality is very important...
This is also the biggest motivation for Duanmuhuai to participate in the linkage mission. After all, the reaction of subspace erosion is similar to this. A reality stable anchor is enough to isolate any conspiracy and tricks that evil gods attempt to influence reality through subspace...
Then, Duanmuhuai walked through the corridor and came to the door of the entertainment room. At the same time, the black cat on his shoulder stared at the door and let out a low roar. When Duanmu Huai noticed the movement of the black cat, he raised his eyes, and then he suddenly pushed open the door and walked in!
“Bang!”
The thick wooden door was thrown away by Duanmuhuai, and the heavy impact made a harsh sound on the wall, which also alarmed the monster hiding in the entertainment room at this moment. They suddenly jumped up, stared at Duanmuhuai with wide eyes in surprise.
It’s a ghoul again!
Looking at the three monsters in front of them who were also wearing tattered clothes, with feet and dog heads that looked like cow''s hooves, Duanmuhuai immediately glared at them. And they also looked at Duanmu Huai and others, opened their mouths and let out a sharp and angry roar!
[The ghoul group saw you! 】
[Looking straight at you makes the ghouls feel unparalleled pressure, their feelings are distorted and dominated by an indescribable pain]
[Ghoul A conducts fear identification - the identification failed! 】
[It bit its lip tightly, restraining its trembling knees, feeling like an ant in front of you]
[Ghoul A loses 8 points of reason! 】
[Ghoul A is in a coma! 】
[Ghoul B conducts fear identification - the identification failed! 】
[It cannot believe that there is such a terrifying existence in this world! 】
[Ghost B loses 9 points of sanity]
[Ghost B is in a state of madness! 】
[Ghost C conducts fear identification - the identification failed! 】
[Ghost C can feel that your fearful aura is about to destroy its soul]
[Ghost C loses 8 points of sanity]
[Ghost C is struggling to get rid of this terrible situation, and it cannot launch an attack! 】
MMP, you are itchy in your system, right!
Looking at the system prompt that he could not wait to jump out of his eyes, Duanmu Huai''s face turned dark, but now is not the time to complain. He rushed forward with a quick step and issued an order at the same time.
“Go together!”
After the words came, Duanmuhuai rushed away the table, chairs and sofas blocking him, rushed directly to the crazy ghoul, and grabbed its head. Then Duanmuhuai roared, and her thick fingers suddenly pierced into the ghoul''s head like an iron hammer. Then Duanmuhuai grabbed the ghoul''s head like a bowling ball, and smashed it directly at another ghoul squatting on the floor!
"Bang!!"
With Duanmuhuai punching, the two ghouls'' heads collided together, and they formed into one, turning into a pile of flesh-and-blooded meat sauce. On the other side, Lorena also ran over with the Book of Sacred, raised her high at the coma ghoul, and then took a heavy shot.
Puchi!
With a light sound, the ghoul was immediately completely purified by Lorena.
"Huh...Okay."
After packing up the three ghouls, Duanmuhuai stood up, shook the blood stains on his fists, and looked around.
"Let''s see... how disgusting the paintings that man named Cliff are."
(This chapter ends)