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Regarding the dungeon of the [-]-day painting exhibition, Werther could provide them with very little information, and everything had to wait for the dungeon to be explored by themselves.

After the copy was made public, Werther checked the tickets for the people in carriage six and entered the station one by one.

Zhu Yi sat on the seat, and heartlessly wished them a good journey.

Fang Li finally couldn't bear it anymore, he secretly asked Xie Baiyuan: "Why is Zhu Yicheng in the seventh car?"

Xie Baiyuan: "It's safer."

Fang Li: "Insurance?"

He thought of a possibility, "Is the copy of each carriage the same?"

"No, dungeons are generally generated randomly," Xie Baiyuan shook his head, "but there is a certain probability that dungeons will partially overlap, for example, the customs clearance conditions of the same carriage may be the same."

Xie Baiyuan seemed to remember something, "I met him in the ninth car. The closer the car is to the two ends, the more difficult the copy is. Even I was a little reluctant to pass the customs in the ninth car."

Fang Li was a little surprised. He always thought that Xie Baiyuan and Zhu Yicheng were acquaintances who had known each other for a long time.

"So you also came from the second half of the car?" He had many doubts in his mind. Xie Baiyuan didn't use newcomers to achieve his goals like Tang Chong and the others, so why did he need to come back from the second half of the car?

Xie Baiyuan glanced at him, "I'm looking for someone."

Fang Li knew that this was the end of the question, and asking further questions might touch Xie Baiyuan's privacy.

According to the previous experience, it took half an hour for the car to reach the destination.

As soon as I got in the car, the people in the car introduced themselves.

A very upright-looking man with a crew cut said: "My name is Chen Zhou, and I am a policeman in the serious crime team. If you need help after you enter the dungeon, I will do my best to help."

This opening sentence immediately gained him a lot of goodwill, but there were also a small number of people who were uneasy about Chen Zhou's force value.

Another young man who also wore square glasses like Fang Li stood up and said, "My name is Dou Bing, and I'm a surgeon."

Zhao Xiaotong snorted softly, "Angel in white."

The doctors and the police are all assembled, and everyone's personal safety seems to be a little more secure after entering the dungeon this time.

When it was Fang Li's turn to introduce, he was still a little embarrassed, "I am Fang Li, and I am currently a homeless person."

In fact, there are many people who are unemployed like him. It is unknown whether they can survive on this train. No one will pay special attention to him just because he looks better.

Xie Baiyuan said that he is a painter. He had a serious illness recently and his body is relatively weak, but he will try his best not to hold back the team.

His pale complexion and slightly weak and thin body are the best protective colors when he shows weakness.

However, only Fang Li and Zhao Xiaotong here know that this "sick beauty" can kill the boss one by one.

The people in the No. [-] carriage have all been in the dungeon at least once. Although there are quite a few half-novices like Fang Li who are worried, most of them are veterans who have experienced several times, and they look quite calm.

After the self-introduction, everyone stopped talking and started to recharge their batteries in unison.

Sister Zhao Xiaotong held a lollipop in her mouth, and passed a pack of melon seeds from the front seat: "Take it and eat."

Fang Li took it: "Did you bring something to eat?"

Without further ado, Zhao Xiaotong opened his backpack and showed it to Fang Li. At a glance, Fang Li saw that the bag was filled with all kinds of snacks and candies, and lipstick and small mirrors were squeezed into a small corner.

Fang Li: "...you have a really good attitude."

"Didn't you give me a chance to prepare last time?" Zhao Xiaotong looked at Fang Li's backpack and asked, "What did you bring?"

Fang Li also opened the bag to show her. There were only power bank and flashlight in his bag.

Xie Baiyuan also came up with a bag on his back, and Fang Li was full of curiosity about his empty backpack.

"Want to see?" Xie Baiyuan smiled very gently.

Fang Li shivered, like a cat obediently retracting its paws: "I don't want to." I dare not look at it.

Who the hell can stand this.

Xie Baiyuan smiled and said, "It's not loaded with anything, it's just a book."

Fang Li originally thought that Xie Baiyuan had the heart of a literary youth, and others would want to tie their heads on their belts when entering the dungeon, and he still had the leisure to bring a book in.

After seeing the four characters "Grimm's Fairy Tales" gilded on the cover, he once again lost his understanding of Xie Baiyuan.

Fang Li couldn't help but think: Xie Baiyuan, a grown man who never relents in killing bosses, lives in the living room and the kitchen, and loves to read fairy tales.

Xie Baiyuan slightly raised his eyebrows and said, "What kind of eyes do you have?"

Fang Li immediately sat upright: "No."

Xie Baiyuan said: "If you can't fall asleep, you can listen to me read you a bedtime story."

Regarding the boss's special hobbies, Fang Li had no choice but to bite the bullet and respond: "Okay."

After a three-hour drive, the thick black fog outside the car windows began to thin out.

Fang Li knew that it was time to arrive at the station.

With the shaking of the carriage, the light was restored outside the window.

The broadcast said: "The train has arrived. Passengers in carriage No. [-] should line up and get off in an orderly manner. The copy has been opened. I wish you a happy life."

Car No. [-] is really different from Car No. [-] specially prepared for beginners. Car No. [-] still has a buffer period of one hour, and Car No. [-] directly opens the copy, which seems to be just doing it.

After getting off the car, a white light flashed, and the scenery in front of everyone changed, and they came outside the town.

Blue tiles and white walls, eaves and arch walls, decoration and carvings integrate the styles of ancient Greece, ancient Rome, Byzantium, Baroque, etc., full of exotic customs.

This is a unique style of the Republic of China period, especially in the concession area at that time, where various architectural schools complement each other, highlighting its prosperity.

Fang Li couldn't help but look closer at those walls, what he saw in reality was far from what he saw in pictures.

Now he believes that this train really exists beyond time and space.

But such a seemingly prosperous town presents a sense of disobedience in front of them that cannot be ignored.

—the open streets were empty, and there was no one there.

The sense of disobedience lies in the fact that this town looks quite prosperous, but there is no trace of life.

It was clearly daytime now, but the doors of the shops on both sides of the road were closed, and the road was as clean as an empty city.

Zhao Xiaotong shuddered, "It's broad daylight, how eerie."

Xie Baiyuan narrowed his eyes and looked at the buildings, but did not speak.

At this moment, a voice came from afar.

"Guests - I've been waiting for a long time." Everyone turned around, and a man in a mandarin jacket drove towards them.

"I am here to pick up all the guests to the manor on the orders of my husband." The man who seemed to be the butler got out of the car and bowed respectfully to everyone, and said, "Participate in the art exhibition held in the manor in seven days."

Xie Baiyuan asked straight to the point: "What do we need to do?"

There was a decent smile on the other party's face: "Of course not, you are all distinguished guests specially invited by my husband to stay in the manor in advance."

It sounds like as long as they spend the seven days in the manor, it will be fine.Fang Li breathed a sigh of relief, but felt that things were not that simple.

"It's not too late, everyone please get in the car." The butler opened the door and made a "please" gesture to everyone.

Twelve people were sitting in two cars, and the housekeeper's car led the way to the manor.

Fang Li and Xie Baiyuan were riding in a car with the butler, and a girl on the road couldn't help asking, "Why can't you see anyone in this town?"

The housekeeper smiled and replied: "Recently, it is the Closed Household Festival, which is a festival in our place. Every year at this time, every household will close the door, eat some vegetarian food at home, and come out for activities three days later. You are out of town. Guests who come here don’t have to follow these rules.”

The girl nodded, oh.

In addition to being lifeless here, the scenery on both sides of the road is quite beautiful.

Fang Li thought to himself, she actually brought the big bag of snacks that Zhao Xiaotong brought correctly.

If nothing unbelievable happened afterwards, this dungeon would be like a trip.

Xie Baiyuan was sitting by the car window, propping his chin with one hand, gently stroking the cover of the Grimm's fairy tale with the other hand, looking out the window thoughtfully.