If you can, land separation is more likely to be quick.

But Lu Li couldn't. He didn't know if the sculpture was a ghost or what. The side effect of using a psychic gun is too great. It amounts to an irreversible progress bar, which moves forward one space with each moment you hold it.

The end result of abuse is that the land is drawn closer to the space of evil spirits.

So, as Hades says, "talk" to ghosts. Ghosts are not prone to attack, and Lu Li will not actively attack ghosts.

Knocked at -

Knocked!

Suddenly there was a sharp, strong knock at the door.

Sitting behind the table, Lu Li looked sideways and listened quietly.

Knocked at -

Knocked!

A knock on the door echoed through the empty gallery corridor.

'Who is it? Lu Li asked the door, the tone of ordinary as if asking someone knocking at the door of the residents.

After a long wait, no one answered the door.

The eerie is growing in the silence.

Lu Li looked around to make sure there was nothing strange, and lifted his legs to the door.

Knocked at -

Knocked!

The door is restless again, Lu can clearly see the trembling and dust of the door.

As soon as the knock disappeared, Lu Li walked to the door. He put his hand on the doorknob and yanked it away

Unblocked, a sliver of light from the oil lamp on the table peered out, and the outline of the doorway appeared in the dim light.

The sculpture is back, or not gone at all. He raised one arm to keep knocking.

Lu left silence for a few seconds, sideways let go of a channel.

The sculpture remains intact.

Lu Li remembered that it did not move when it was being watched. So he picked up the sculpture outside and carried it back to the gallery, closing the door behind him.

After closing the door for a brief moment, Lu Li watched the street outside, where something seemed to be growing in the gray fog.

Maybe that's what Belfast says about staying in the light after dark?

Dong dong.

As the door closes, everything is cut off, and silence reigns.

Lu Li bypasses the sight for a short time and leaves the sculpture with new changes, picks up the oil lamp and walks to the depths of the gallery.

He's going to the second floor of the gallery to investigate something.

The paintings hanging on the wall are mostly figure paintings, which are full of weirdness. The LAND that carry oil lamp walks, portrait people imitate IF LIVED COME OVER, EYEball FOLLOWS LAND to LEAVE rotation, and WHEN LAND leaves line of sight to fall, everything RESTORES AGAIN.

The sculpture followed, vaguely separated.

Never stop behind the moving sound let Lu Li is not so lonely.

After the empty sculpture base and the painting of a young girl, Lu Li came to the end and a staircase appeared in front of him.

The stairs go up a little, but not straight, to the second floor, and then up to a corner five or six meters away.

It is worth noting that on the wall directly in front of us hangs a painting of a European medieval figure.

As Lu Li steps up the stairs, he inevitably approaches the medieval oil painting on the wall. It is larger than expected, and the bust in the painting is dressed in retro clothes, with the same proportions as the reality. Up close, the eerie look is disconcerting.

It is not in the envelope pointed out paranormal phenomenon, Lu Li did not pay much attention to this painting, turned upstairs.

Suddenly behind the dark, a pair of eyes in the oil painting slowly turn to Lu.

Da - da -

Footsteps echoed slowly into the dark, empty corridor.

Floating dust in the lamp light downstream walk, land away from the walk, roll a small whirlpool.

Lu Li casually opens a door closest to the stairs. The office-like arrangement makes Lu Li realize that this is Benjamin's room.

Rule out the possibility that Benjamin trusts his employees, which means there's no money or valuables in the office.

Lu Li walked into the office and closed the door behind him. He didn't lock it after thinking about it.

Glancing over the bookshelf, Lu Li came to the desk and picked up a staff brochure that was casually placed on the desk.

It's a record of all the people who work here, including past.

Asina Leslie

Claire Joyce

By Vera Griffin

Dave Garcia

Smith Duncan

Chaplin George

James Campbell

Dewey Raphael

By Powell Taylor

Edie Bell

Joan Joyce

Leona Murphy

The names of two female employees who became ghosts may be among them.

Noting,

A slight door opening sound, turning over the staff handbook Lu Li noticed something, lifted his head, a figure appeared outside the door.

The statue that followed caught up with him.

Ignoring it, Lu Li turned to the last page of the employee handbook, wrote down dozens of names in the handbook, put it back on the table, and picked up another pamphlet to read.

It records the number of daily visitors to the gallery, which fluctuates between dozens and 100 per day.

Quietly look at a moment, Lu Li suddenly remembered what, looked up.

The sculpture walked through the door

Looking back, Lu Li sat down behind the desk, picked up the book and began to read it again.

After a few seconds, the booklet slid down into dark eyes.

In the corner where those eyes were looking, the sculpture was still, but closer than ever.

After looking through several books on the desk to make sure there was no clue, Lu Li returned to the door and opened the lock.

The office door closed slowly.

Click.

The office door was locked from the inside with a small noise.

Lu backed away and turned toward the corridor to reach the other room.

Da - da -

Footsteps echoed in the empty corridor.

Da-da-chugging - da-chugging

A faint noise mingled with the footsteps.

Lu left a step, turned to the direction of the sound.

The door to an office not far away was open by a slits. A stiff, expressionless face peered out from behind the door.

When -- when -- when

The sound of a long bell from somewhere cut through the deep and quiet night and echoed in the air.

The land on the corridor left a step, looked to the other side of the window, eyes small shrink.

The streets stretch to the shoreline, the crescent-shaped bay ends, and the lighthouse in the reef shines clearly into the deep sea.

Suddenly, a solid darkness spread from the depths of the sea toward the harbor.

The bell tolled five times and died away. But it has a lasting legacy, like the surrounding houses.

The light from the Windows of the rooms grew brighter, as if the residents had added new lighting, and there were faint cries and cries of panic.

Sensing something was wrong, Lu Li stopped exploring for a while and walked back to the office door.

Hold the sculpture in the doorway into the room, Lu Li followed, click the door locked.

Light the candlestick on the wall and the oil lamp on the table, and the two new sources of light will make the office no longer dim, but become bright and make people feel safe.

Sitting down behind my desk, I waited quietly for the indescribable, indescribable darkness that emerged from the deep.