I know a thing or two about the supernatural

"But the guides of hell warned us."

"Warning...Continue to think about the benefits...Maybe the above is just asking us to stabilize the guides of hell, and we don't need to do extra things. So, we don't need to do anything In something as dangerous as finding a supernatural item, life is guaranteed."

"That's what it says..."

"Hey, there must be a way before the car reaches the mountain. Look at me, Lu Ziran promised to give my wife a wealth of medical resources. If he doesn't come back, everything will be ruined. I'm not so entangled, so don't be entangled. Eventually there will be a way.”

Lin Xiaoxiao glanced at Ye Anlan, and finally nodded slightly: "Really? That's right, I was thinking too much. The disappearance of Lu Ziran may be a good thing for me."

After a pause, Lin Xiaoxiao continued: "Then...then follow the normal disappearance process?"

"Well, just file the case according to the disappearance process of ordinary people. If he wants to come back, he can come back. It doesn't matter if he doesn't come back. No one cares anyway. The rest of the investigation team are actually quite dissatisfied with Lu Ziran!"

"I understand."

Lin Xiaoxiao pursed her lips and tried to force a smile: "Then let's discuss the next step."

480 Chapter Seven: Do you have necrophilia? (4000 words)

Lu Ziran lay in the storage room full of clutter, with a little tiredness on his face.

Although he wanted to lie on the soft bed and have a good rest, the contents of the diary still made him afraid to do so.What's more, even he felt that the situation in the bedroom was a bit weird. The portrait of the Duchess on the wall seemed to him to be alive.

Therefore, staying in the storage room is the most suitable. The space is small and suitable for concealment. Any movement will arouse his vigilance and facilitate him to wake up from sleep.

It is the current food, which is a big problem.

Lu Ziran lowered his head, staring blankly at the backpack in front of him.

This backpack is from the unknown owner of the diary. Although there are some snacks and even a bottle of mineral water in it, it is obviously not enough for Lu Ziran's appetite. No matter how much he saves, he can only last for two days. , but in that case, his state would be a big problem.

Just go to the so-called cellar tomorrow to have a look, no need to save food and keep your energy strong.

Thinking about it this way, Lu Ziran didn't eat cautiously, but rather big chunks.After drinking and eating, he slowly closed his eyes, used his backpack as a pillow, and prepared to fall asleep first.

I don't know how long it took...

Lu Ziran slowly opened his eyes, and rubbed his sleepy eyes with his hands.

Although he was a little confused, he still remembered the reason why he woke up - he heard the harsh footsteps outside the door.

Da da da.

The voice was long and slow. People outside were wearing pointed high-heeled shoes and slowly patrolling their territory, which made Lu Ziran hold the gun beside him.

Could it be that Madame Amandina?

Although reason told him that it was not a wise choice to go out, Lu Ziran stood up and slowly opened a crack in the door.Just pull the crack of the door to see, it should be all right?

Thinking so, he moved his face closer.

"what!"

Lu Ziran took a few steps back in fright, his cheeks turned pale, because he saw the people outside just at the door, and they were still staring at the door of the storage room.

Whoa!

Lu Ziran pointed his gun at the door of the storage room, looking nervous, and the people outside also opened the door, looking at Lu Ziran with a confused face... no, it should be looking at the storage room.

This is a man, a man dressed as a servant, and the man looked around the entire storage room, frowning as he spoke.

"It's time to clean the storage room."

It wasn't Far Eastern, but Lu Ziran could still understand it.

He can't see himself?

Lu Ziran showed doubts, and his expression was a little weird. After all, when the man in front of him said this, it seemed to be ignoring him.

But if you can't see it in the first place or deliberately can't see it, you have to find a way to verify it.Thinking of this, Lu Ziran gritted his teeth, and the hand that wasn't holding the gun clenched into a fist.

call!

With the wind, the fist slammed down hard. If it hit the temple, it might even kill him on the spot.However, the man still didn't dodge and let the fist hit his face.

Go through it!No entity?

But if there is no entity, why did you just open the door and come in?Or, this man can only affect the whole mansion, but not himself?

Some looked at the man nervously, while the man picked up the broom beside him and began to sweep the floor carefully, as if he really wanted to clean the storage room.

But at this moment, a voice sounded, and this voice seemed to come from the bedroom.

"Abel, come here!"

The voice was so sharp and frightening that it was almost impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman. Just as Lu Ziran was still thinking about who it was, a man named Abel answered Lu Ziran's doubts.

"Yes, ma'am, I'll be right there!"

After finishing speaking, Abel put down the broom and walked out the door, while Lu Ziran was also stunned, and after hesitating for a while, he finally didn't dare to follow.He slowly closed the door, and thought to himself: "It's like luring him out, and it's in that weird bedroom, I'm not stupid!"

"Ah, ah, ah!"

Three consecutive screams came from the bedroom, it was Abel's voice, and then the screams disappeared completely, followed by the sound of some kind of heavy object being dragged on the ground.

In the end what happened?

Driven by curiosity, Lu Ziran couldn't help but opened a gap, leaned his body slightly, and leaned out the door. Then he widened his eyes and looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

A woman almost two meters tall, wearing a white dress, was dragging Abel's body with one hand and walking downstairs.Abel seemed to die without much struggle, because there were no wounds on his whole body, but his neck was loose, as if someone had wrung his neck.

There is no doubt that this tall woman is the owner of this mansion, the so-called Duchess, Ms. Amandina.

Is this too high?Let alone the Middle Ages, even in modern society, there are not many people over two meters tall, let alone a woman!

However, Mrs. Amandina didn't seem to notice Lu Ziran, even though Lu Ziran's body was already very conspicuous.Seeing Mrs. Amandina dragging Abel's body and disappearing behind the stairs, Lu Ziran pursed his lips and said nothing.

It seems that the scene at that time was indeed manifested in the form of images, and Mrs. Amandina should have dragged Abel's body to the so-called cellar. All the secrets are likely to be hidden in the cellar. middle.

Rolling his eyes, Lu Ziran stepped back and slowly closed the door.

He still needs a little time to prepare mentally, and he also needs to rest and maintain sufficient energy.

Thinking of this, he slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

After a few hours, he woke up. After washing his face with a little mineral water, he began to check the bullets and was ready to leave.

Squeak, squeak, squeak.

The wooden stairs made an overwhelmed sound, and he quickly came to the bottom floor and saw the door of the cellar.

Although the door was locked, it was not locked, so Lu Ziran easily pushed the door open, and a strong rotten smell came oncoming.

Wow!

Even with some psychological preparation, Lu Ziran almost vomited out the stench.After a little getting used to the smell, Lu Ziran covered his nose and looked at the dark cellar.

It's better to wait a while, let the smell dissipate, and let some air in by the way.

This point of common sense is still there. This cellar has not been used for many years. If you go in rashly, you will probably pass out in it due to lack of oxygen.

After waiting for three or ten minutes, Lu Ziran felt that it was almost done, carefully took out the phone from his arms, and turned on the flashlight function.

The screen reached the highest brightness, which could barely illuminate the stairs under his feet. Lu Ziran supported the wall and walked downstairs little by little.

Very deep cellar.

Through his own steps, Lu Ziran discovered that the cellar was so deep that it was almost six floors high.And, as he descended the last step, he felt as if he were stepping on water.

water?How can there be water?

The strong rotten smell around made Lu Ziran realize that it was not water. He raised his foot, and he could see something sticking to the sole of his foot.

It's intestines, human intestines!

He quickly moved his feet away, looked around with the light of the mobile phone screen, and saw the outer wall densely packed with human heads.Looking at these black skulls, Lu Ziran was a little suffocated, did he arrive at the cemetery?And it is a large-scale centralized cemetery!

Yes, with so many corpses here, it can be called a cellar, or a cemetery.

After seeing so many corpses, Lu Ziran felt a little depressed and a little apprehensive.But what Lu Ziran didn't know was that these scenes had prototypes in the real world.

This is an underground cemetery from France. Originally, this underground cemetery was just a quarry, but because of the outbreak of a large-scale plague, this hollowed out quarry became an excellent place to store corpses.Regardless of whether it is a man or a woman, old or young, great poets, philosophers, or hard-working people in front of them, they all sleep here quietly.

This underground cemetery runs through the capital of France and contains a total of 600 million bones.And the grave burials put these skulls, thighs and tibias into round piles and cubes in a regular way, which makes people feel chills down the spine.It is worth noting that this underground cemetery is open to the outside world. Although it is only open to the outside world for two kilometers, although it only receives two hundred tourists a day, after all, except for those with unique tastes, not many people are willing to spend money to visit such a place. Bar?

When Bai Qi built the model here, he directly copied the unopened part of the underground cemetery. Of course, the scale is not that big, but even if there is only a part of it, it has a strong visual impact on Lu Ziran.

The atmosphere was a bit depressing, especially the water seeping from the ceiling and walls, which made Lu Ziran, who was originally full of confidence, full of doubts about this trip to the cellar. He wondered if he could really escape?Could it be that I also want to be a member of these skeletons, a part of the wall?

Looking at the black eye sockets of a skull, Lu Ziran was speechless.How many people did this Mrs. Amandine kill, and how many corpses were buried here, one thousand?Or ten thousand?

and many more!

Lu Ziran suddenly thought of something, and slowly squatted down. He touched the sticky intestines on the ground, and he could still feel the weak elasticity of the large intestines on his fingers.

If it was a corpse hundreds of years ago, how could it be so fresh?

His heart tightened all of a sudden, and he looked at the intestines in front of him. The intestines were crooked, pointing forward like a pointer.Holding the gun tightly in his hand, Lu Ziran followed slowly, and saw a room around the corner.

The intestines just extended in this room.

Lu Ziran bit his lips tightly, and walked over cautiously. There was no door in the room, and he could see everything in the room clearly.

First, he saw the bathtub, a medieval bathtub that seemed to be made of white stone.In the bathtub, there is thick blood, which seems to correspond to the diary. This Mrs. Amandina uses the blood of living people to maintain her youth.

And this blood is so fresh... Could it be the blood of the owner of the diary?

For no reason, Lu Ziran was a little dizzy, but soon, he heard the sound of clattering.

"Whoa!"

He took a step back in panic, but it was still a bit late, a hand stretched out from the bloody water in the bathtub, and directly grabbed Lu Ziran's collar.And the strength of that hand was so great that it almost brought Lu Ziran into the bathtub.

Damn!

Lu Ziran noticed that the owner of that hand was wearing clothes that only modern people have.

His abdominal cavity was so empty that even the ribs inside were clearly visible.It really is the owner of the diary, and even the large intestine outside is his!

hiss!

After finding out that Lu Ziran could not be dragged into the bathtub, the body of the owner of the diary let out a roar, and Lu Ziran gritted his teeth and pointed the gun at the head of the corpse.

"Since you are dead, let me die completely!"

boom!

The gun rang, and the bullet, carrying brains, pierced through the head of the owner of the diary, and then the corpse suddenly became limp and fell down again.

call!

The gun actually works!

Seeing that the corpse was not moving, Lu Ziran had a little joy on his face, but soon the joy disappeared and was replaced by a look of horror.

He heard the familiar rattling sound again.

It's high heels, pointed high heels from the Middle Ages!

Do you have to ask whose high heels belong to this?This is Madame Amandina!The wicked Lady Amandine who has killed thousands and possessed supernatural powers!

Damn it, it must be the sound of his own gun that attracted Mrs. Amandine!Moreover, the sound is so close now, what should I do!

His brain was running fast, and Lu Ziran was looking for a way out of the predicament, but he discovered pessimistically that if he went out like this, he might run into Mrs. Amandina.

It seems that I can only hide here...

Thinking of this, Lu Ziran looked around, and finally walked among the bones, lay down in the bones, and tried to cover himself under the bones.

You shouldn't be able to notice yourself this way, and it's so dark now...

Just when Lu Ziran was still struggling, a tall figure appeared in the room.There is no doubt that this person is Mrs. Amandine. She looked around the bathroom with some doubts and spoke in a sharp voice.

"Strange, I clearly heard a voice just now...or..."

Walking over slowly, Mrs. Amandine bent down, reached into the bathtub, and pulled out the body of the diary owner: "Did you make the noise? Dear?"

dear... darling?

These words made Lu Ziran's hair stand on end, and a picture appeared in his mind, Mrs. Amandine was lying in the bathtub, and on her body was a moving corpse.

Damn it, this guy could still love necrophilia?

Chapter 480: What I want is a maid (4000 words)