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"Look at these paper figures, why don't they have those two big eyeballs?" Debbie, who was trembling with fear at first, found after observing for a while that these paper figures were not dangerous at all, so she approached them cautiously and looked at them furtively, as if she was looking at the new puppy in Aunt Wang's house next door.

"I heard that if you draw eyes on paper figures, they will come to life!" Long Batian stared at the paper figures in front of him with wide eyes. He picked one up and studied it carefully, and found that these paper figures were made of the most ordinary paper.

"Why are there so many paper figures here?" Debbie couldn't resist her curiosity and asked this puzzling question.

"Dear guests, please come this way!" Suddenly, a clear and pleasant voice was heard, and an old lady with a wrinkled face appeared in front of them quietly, holding a dim kerosene lamp.

"Grandma! Where exactly is this place?" Long Batian quickly stepped forward and asked politely.

"Howard Manor!"

"Howard Manor?" Debbie looked up and down at the old lady in front of her. Her skin was wrinkled like orange peel, but her voice was as clear and sweet as a little girl's.

"Please come this way!" The old lady led the way with a kerosene lamp. Long Batian and Debbie looked at each other, hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to follow her.

Along the way, Long Batian and Debbie learned from the old lady that there were only a few residents in the village, and there was no one else in the manor except her and the mysterious lord. And those paper figures were all made by the lord himself in his spare time.

"Where are the villagers? Why can't I see a single person?" Debbie was full of confusion and couldn't help but ask.

"At night, those demons and ghosts will come out to cause trouble, so no one dares to go out after dark!" the old lady explained patiently.

At this time, Long Batian looked up and saw three strange blood-red moons appeared in the originally gray sky, so red that it made people terrified.

"There are still people living in the Burning Mountains?" Debbie blurted out, covering her mouth in surprise when she heard this.

"Burning Mountains? This name is so ancient! Hahaha——!" The old lady's laughter was in sharp contrast to her appearance. Her hunched back made people feel creepy.

"At night, will the demons outside the village break in and kill people?" Long Batian grasped the key information and asked anxiously.

The old lady didn't answer, but just walked forward on her own.

Next, what came into their sight was a castle shrouded in black fog.

When they passed through the vast farmland and finally arrived at the castle on the top of the mountain, the old lady tapped the ground lightly with her cane, and the heavy gate slowly fell. Debbie and Long Batian stepped into the castle, and the scene before them completely overturned their imagination. It was spacious and bright, and both sides were filled with maids in gorgeous clothes and hot bodies, bowing to them in unison.

"Didn't they say there were only her and the lord?" Long Batian felt very confused when he saw this scene.

"In the eyes of the nobles, guards and slaves are not considered human beings!" Debbie explained awkwardly. When the Agnes family conducted a census in the Kingdom of Tyre, they would not count guards and slaves, not to mention those lowly civilians.

"Hey, it turns out that this is the housekeeper!" Debbie joked to him proudly.

Compared to the creepy haunted place they were in before, this place was like flying from hell to heaven.

The wrinkled old lady led them into the living room like a guard dog. The scene before them was dazzling - the dining table was already filled with a wide variety of delicious food.

This huge table is over 20 meters long, and a rough estimate is that there are at least hundreds of dishes on it.