Real Game: I Exposed the Old Ones

The attic is not only spacious, but also equipped with related equipment for ventilation and lighting. You will not feel cramped or depressed when you are in it.

Zhu Zheng took a walk around the attic.

On the cabinet against the wall, boxes of various sizes were neatly stacked. The boxes were covered with dust. It looked like no one had been there for a long time.

Gu Hong, you move all the boxes here and I'll rummage through them, Carter arranged.

Time is running out.

Zhu Zheng and Carter directly immersed themselves in the work of sorting out the debris.

Zhu Zheng moved quickly and quickly moved these large and small boxes.

Due to his excellent physical fitness, this is not a difficult job for him.

In contrast, Carter's progress is much slower.

He had to pick out the relics belonging to his grandfather among all the debris and search them for any clues related to the cave.

This is quite a large project.

Zhu Zheng saw that he couldn't do anything else, so he walked back and forth in the attic, looking left and right.

strangeness.

Zhu Zheng paused.

He stopped in front of a portrait.

This portrait hangs in the deepest part of the attic.

The portrait shows an old man with a somewhat gloomy face.

The old man looked up at the sky, seeming to be looking at something, looking focused.

The creator of the painting has deep painting skills.

With just a few simple strokes, the depressed, helpless, and depressed emotions of the characters in the painting are brought back to life instantly.

Zhu Zheng looked at the painting carefully.

For some reason, the painting gave him a dissonant feeling.

What place is it?

Zhu Zheng's eyes lit up.

In aristocratic families, this kind of formal portrait would usually be hung in the living room or corridor of the manor. Even if it was placed in the attic, it would be covered with a cloth and stored carefully.

Rarely are they hung directly on the wall deep in the attic.

There is no one here to look at it, so if you hang it up, it will cause damage to the painting itself.

Could there be something hidden behind this portrait?

Zhu Zheng walked over, took off the portrait, and carefully inspected the wall and frame.

The butler pushed open the door and walked in, holding two cups of tea in his hands. He was a little surprised to see the room full of mess.

Master, what are you looking for?

Carter poked his head out from the pile of clutter, stretched and stood up from the ground, I'm exhausted, Job. I'm looking for items related to grandpa.

Items related to Sir Carter?

The butler placed the tea next to Carter.

After Sir Carter passed away, all the belongings he left behind were placed here. I helped organize them. If you are looking for something, maybe I can help.

No, I'll do it myself.

Carter declined the butler's offer.

Suddenly, his thoughts changed and he asked: I heard that grandpa often goes into the mountains and forests alone. Do you know what he is doing?

The butler smiled and said, Sir Carter often does this.

The butler at that time was still my father. I once asked him, but he couldn't tell clearly.

But I remember him saying that Sir Carter was a great prophet with genius-like ideas. What he did was not recognized by the world, which troubled Sir Carter.

Perhaps he went deep into the mountains alone to vent his frustrations.

Carter nodded.

This was indeed the case. In his impression, Grandpa always gave people a very gloomy feeling, as if he would never smile.

He picked up the cup, drank some water, and continued to work.

The housekeeper stood aside and watched carefully, with kind eyes.

Time passes slowly.

the other side.

After careful inspection, Zhu Zheng finally determined that there was nothing wrong with the wall and the portrait itself.

He leaned the portrait against the wall beside him and frowned.

Maybe it's my misunderstanding. This painting was just hung casually, and there's nothing wrong with it.

The housekeeper came over at this time.

Looking at the portrait, he said leisurely, This is the last portrait of Sir Carter before his death. He liked it very much. Before he died, he asked us to hang the portrait in the attic and protect it carefully.

Why hang it in the attic?

I don't know, these things were all arranged by Carter Jueshi himself. Not long after, Sir Carter left us.

That's it.

Zhu Zheng looked at the portrait again.

After watching carefully for a long time, he suddenly walked to the painting and looked up at the ceiling of the attic like an old man.

There are no hidden boxes on the beams.

But Zhu Zheng saw a large mural with exquisite carvings.

Zhu Zheng squinted his eyes and looked at the attic mural.

A smile appeared on his lips.

In his field of vision, there happened to be a blooming iris.

The iris is part of the scenery in the mural and is located in the west of the entire mural.

Combined with the image of the man with irises on his head in Carter’s dream

An answer is imminent.

Carter, I think I already know the answer.

Is this what grandpa left behind?

Carter stood on the edge of the pit, playing with a bronze box in his hands.

Based on the clues provided in the painting, Carter mobilized all the servants in the family to dig up the entire west side garden and finally found this thing.

But there's no key.

Carter tinkered for a long time and found that the bronze box was locked and there was no way to open it.

Zhu Zheng took it easily.

First I carried it with my hands. It was heavy, and it seemed that there were a lot of things inside.

He pushed a little harder.

Click.

The bronze box opened in response and divided into two halves.

Sorry, I used too much force.

He said this, but in fact he didn't apologize at all.

He placed the bronze box on the ground.

Inside were several diaries with yellowed pages, and a rolled-up parchment in the corner of the box.

Carter took the diary and started flipping through it.

Zhu Zhengze picked up the parchment scroll.

The parchment roll feels like an ice cube, giving you a chill.

After opening it, there were some strange symbols and words painted on the parchment, and I didn't know what they meant.

At this time a gust of wind blew.

Zhu Zheng immediately became alert.

He felt the scent of the mythical creature.

Look up.

I saw the surrounding servants swaying and falling to the ground one by one. Even Carter beside him was affected by this strange strong wind and fell to the ground.

Zhu Zheng fell to the ground in the same manner, holding the parchment tightly in his hand without letting go.

Master, Mr. Gu, I really want to thank you so much this time.

The housekeeper chuckled and took the diary from Carter's hand.

I have been lurking in your house for so long, and I have never found the relics left by Sir Carter. I didn't expect that he would hide them under the garden. He is really a cunning old fox.

But it's all worth it.

If I find these things, the Lord will definitely give them to me.