Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 140 Lyra and the Bloody Key

"I do not know either."

After casually responding to Laila, Lin Sanjiu was in a daze.

From her experience after entering the dungeon, every time she leaves a fairy tale, the next time she enters, it will no longer be at the time when she left.In her absence, the story is still moving forward normally-that is to say, when she returns to the story of Little Red Riding Hood next time, the time to save Emma, ​​grandparents and grandchildren from crisis must have already passed. passed.

If it was really a werewolf who attacked them, Lin Sanjiu could hardly think of how they could escape.

If the protagonist of the story dies, what will happen to this dungeon, as well as myself in it...?
When she was at a loss, Laila stopped the knife and fork and looked at her curiously.

"Hey," Laila called out to her softly, pursing her red lips in displeasure: "What are you thinking? Leave me alone?"

Only then did Lin Sanjiu come to her senses - no matter what, she had already come out of the story of Little Red Riding Hood, and all she could do now was to find clues to solve the mystery of the dungeon in the current story.

"Nothing, I was just wondering about your key." She smiled at Lyra.
Sure enough, the other party was immediately distracted by her—Laila paused as she straightened her blue silk dress: "Oh—yes, what do you think he is hiding in the room?"

Lin Sanjiu took a sip of water as if to cover up, and secretly made up his mind.Whether it was Red Riding Hood or Cinderella, she was just watching things happen, and both stories took weird turns... So now, she is going to do something different with Lila.

"Otherwise," Lin Sanjiu picked up a piece of shrimp nonchalantly, "Let's go in and have a look."

She didn't expect that this would startle Laila, and she almost missed her fork: "Huh? That's not acceptable. My husband has repeatedly emphasized that I am not allowed to open that room. He said that if I go in, I must won't forgive me..."

From the way Laila looked, she never seemed to consider sneaking in for a peek.

This is quite different from the story.

Perhaps this is the opportunity for change——Lin Sanjiu's heart skipped a beat, and then he paused for a moment before asking softly, "...Aren't you curious? What does your husband not let you know..."

Lyra lowered her eyelids and frowned.

Although she is usually drunk and absent-minded no matter what she says, she is sometimes unexpectedly cautious.

After thinking for a while, Laila silently took a slender key from the keychain around her waist and pressed it on the table.

"...This is the key to the small room." She raised her head and glanced at Lin Sanjiu with a confused expression. "You're right, I really want to know what's in that room, so... I want you to do me a favor."

Lin Sanjiu was taken aback. "You mean, you want me to take a look for you?"

Lila nodded, with a hint of young woman's innocent slyness in her eyes: "You go and have a look, and then come back and tell me what's inside, it's not a violation of my husband's order."

This part is obviously different from the original story—perhaps the key point is here!

"Okay, I'll go up and look for you right now." Lin Sanjiu agreed and grabbed the key.

Under Leila's nervous gaze, she quickly ran up the stairs.

Although Bluebeard's castle is not big, it has three or four floors - after living here for several days, Lin Sanjiu is almost familiar with it.

She went up to the second floor and walked into the corridor.

This is the most beautiful and luxuriously decorated floor in the whole castle; in the side paintings one after another, the ancestors from the Bluebeard family seem to be casting their eyes on every approaching person. on people.

Seeing that he was about to reach the last room, Lin Sanjiu suddenly stopped in his tracks, turned his head and took two steps back, and slowly moved his eyeballs to something.

This is a big mirror that can see a person clearly from head to toe.

In an era of underdeveloped technology, mirrors of this size and clarity cannot be seen everywhere - what's more, Lin Sanjiu is very, very familiar with its silver border.

There seems to be such a mirror in Emma's cabin...

No, or it should be said that this mirror and Emma's side are exactly the same thing.

Although Lin Sanjiu still couldn't understand the meaning of this, she clearly felt that her blood flow speeded up.

This was the first time she had found a common ground among the three stories—she thought about it, but still restrained her urge to rush down to ask the origin of the mirror, and just touched the mirror carefully.Then she gritted her teeth, turned and walked to the door.

What is behind this door, I am afraid that everyone in the "Blue Beard" story knows clearly——

Although it was not a good thing to see a room full of dead bodies, but just to be on the safe side, Lin Sanjiu inserted the key into the keyhole, turned it lightly, and the door lock opened with a sound.

The door opened, and a gust of cool air rushed out from the crack of the door, passing through the corridor.

Strangely, there was no smell of blood in the room.

Lin Sanjiu narrowed her eyes and looked, the room was very dark, except for some vague human figures hanging from the ceiling, she could hardly see anything clearly - she didn't intend to put those poor women's The dead body saw clearly, with his hand still on the doorknob, he glanced at it casually, and planned to leave.

It was at this moment that her eyes flicked across a light blue shadow, and then froze.

It was a blue silk skirt, the style and texture of which she knew very well - because Lin Sanjiu had seen it just now.

Lin Sanjiu's eyes moved up slowly, and stayed on the face of the dead body.

Her long black hair was tied into a beautiful bun, and her red lips were particularly conspicuous on her young face, who was probably in her early 20s.

Leila.

Different from the way she was talking and laughing with a glass of wine just now, at this moment, Laila's complexion is white, with a pair of dark brown eyes without any luster, staring at the door stupidly, and a pair of cyan handprints on her neck, like brand marks, penetrated into her in the skin.The veins and blood streaks on the white and tender skin were all mixed together and covered her forehead.

Lila was right.

Lin Sanjiu covered her mouth violently, she didn't know if she made a sound or not - after struggling in the apocalypse for so long, she felt that she had already experienced a lot, but - but -

After all, she was a little panicked, one of her feet didn't stand firmly, and she staggered a bit——Lin Sanjiu grabbed the door frame and stood still, but she didn't expect the key to jingle and fall along the door frame, " With a bang, it fell to the ground.

Lin Sanjiu took a deep breath, still not daring to turn his head in the direction of Laila's dead body, and stretched his arms to pick up the key.

The keys were covered in blood, as in a fairy tale.

Not far away, Laila's wide-open eyes were still looking at her blankly.

Since entering the dungeon, all the things that Lin Sanjiu had been suppressing in his heart burst out in an instant——the irrationality, chaos and disorder of the three fairy tales, the confusing progress, and the inability to get out. Anxiety about the dungeon, worry about her companions... She turned around and ran, the wind blown by her speed even overturned several portraits.

When Lin Sanjiu rushed down the stairs, she froze.

Because Lyra was sitting upright at the table, sipping lightly from her glass.Her skin and hair were still very moist, and she knocked on the crystal cup with her fingers, making a light sound.

No matter how you look at it, they are all living people, right?
"Ah, you came down, what did you see?"

Lila heard the voice, turned her head quickly, and asked eagerly. "Why is your face so ugly? What's inside?"

Lin Sanjiu opened his mouth, stared blankly at her, and subconsciously turned his head to look in the direction of the corridor.

The one in front of him is obviously a living person, but what happened to the one hanging in the room just now?

The blood-stained iron key in her hand came into Laila's sight at this moment—the latter became anxious, pulled it out quickly, and rubbed it vigorously with a napkin; while wiping, she asked anxiously: "How could it be stained with blood? Hurry up and talk, I'm so anxious!"

Lin Sanjiu looked her over carefully from head to toe, and suddenly had an idea in his heart.

"You come with me." She grabbed Laila's wrist and dragged her upstairs involuntarily.

　Thank you for the sachet that I dare not say!
I'm not in the mood today, let's not talk...

　
(End of this chapter)