Neverland

In the story of "Blue Beard", the youngest daughter finally opened the taboo door and saw the scattered corpses inside the door, so frightened that she lost the key by mistake, causing the key to be stained with stains that could not be cleaned. of blood.

It is precisely because of this that Blue Beard, who came back from a long trip, discovered that she had entered that room, and thus brutally killed her.

And now, Xu Muzhou was standing in front of the mysterious attic in the castle, shaking with the keychain in his hand.

The attic of the castle was narrow and low, and Yan Cen couldn't even straighten his back when standing at the door of the attic, so he could only step back aggrievedly, bend his legs, and stand sideways on the steps.

Just like all strange fairy tales, the most special door must be equipped with the most special key. Xu Muzhou picked out the smallest key from the key chain, and looked at the kerosene lamp, only to find that the key There is also a complicated and ancient pattern engraved on it.

Compared with other ordinary and simple copper keys, this small key is simply too delicate-although the key itself is dusty and looks old, but Xu Muzhou wiped it off with only two hands The floating ash revealed the gleaming golden metallic color underneath.

This key is more than twice as short as the others, and the key handle is only as long as Xu Muzhou's index finger.

But this key is very delicately carved. A thin and long black snake climbs up from the key handle. The scales of the snake glow purple under the kerosene lamp, and there is a small black gemstone in the snake's head. , neatly affixed to the top of the key.

"Look at this appearance." Xu Muzhou sighed, "It's almost like engraving the words 'I have a problem' on the key ring."

"It's okay." Yan Cen was not afraid of big things when watching the excitement: "I won't let people chop you up for drinking."

Ten minutes ago, Team Leader Yan, who had no childhood, had just been popularized by Xu Muzhou in a succinct way.

However, Yan Cen did not feel any danger in the attic, so he simply let Xu Muzhou open the door.

Holding the kerosene lamp, Xu Muzhou bent down and looked in the direction of the keyhole, tentatively put the key in his hand into the lock cylinder, turned it left and right with extreme care, and found the correct direction to unlock the lock.

This key is small and thin, even if Xu Muzhou opened the lock, he was afraid of breaking it.

But fortunately, the thing certified by the "witch" was quite strong, and after a hard turn in the lock cylinder and a half, it also opened the door.

To be on the safe side, Xu Muzhou left the key on the door, and just pushed the door open.

The wooden door floated inwards lightly. The moment the door opened, Xu Muzhou suddenly heard a very soft sound of an accordion. The sound of the accordion seemed to come from the distant sky. Be extremely careful to hear it.

Xu Muzhou tensed his body subconsciously, and made a defensive posture, but when the wooden door slammed on the wall, revealing the panoramic view of the attic, Xu Muzhou realized that there was no one here.

Not only was there no one, but there were also no bloody broken limbs and rancid blood as imagined.

——In the low attic of only ten square meters, there is only one tombstone.

Although this scene is not very scary, it is a bit infiltrating to watch.After all, in Xu Muzhou's cognition, no matter from which point of view, it is not a normal behavior to repair the grave on top of his head for no reason.

Xu Muzhou rubbed his arms with aversion to cold, and subconsciously shivered.

In the middle of the attic was a mound of dirt, which looked like someone's tomb. Xu Muzhou went around to the side and found that there were words engraved on the tombstone.

—Joseph Edward Jonathan.

Seeing that the name was that unlucky crew member, Xu Muzhou thought, it really is a joy to board early.

If one word becomes a prophecy, it really becomes a fairy tale, Xu Muzhou thought.

The entire attic is empty, only such a tomb stands here, except for the triangular skylight facing the attic door, there is nothing else in this attic.

Yan Cen was leaning against the door to keep watch outside, afraid that opening the door would disturb Toya, but since the door was opened, the second floor was still quiet, and Toya didn't seem to notice their intention to act.

So Yan Cen thought about it, closed the door with his backhand, and followed them into the attic.

The attic is not big, and the tomb occupies most of the area. Once Yan Cen closed the door, the space in the room became even smaller. When Xu Muzhou turned his head, he almost ran into Yan Cen's arms.

Yan Cen supported his shoulders, turned him half a circle, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"The stele of Joseph." Xu Muzhou said obediently, "It's the sailor who wrote the diary."

Yan Cen hummed, he let go of Xu Muzhou's shoulders, walked around the earthen grave, then picked a back corner, and stretched out his hand to dig the soil on the grave.

Xu Muzhou walked up to him with a kerosene lamp, squatted beside him and asked, "What are you doing, are you planning to dig it out?"

As Xu Muzhou said, his nose and eyes wrinkled exaggeratedly, and he took a step away from Yan Cen.

Without raising his head, Yan Cen gently pinched the back of Xu Muzhou's neck with his clean hand, and said, "If you don't dig it out, just check the depth."

While Yan Cen was speaking, he had already dug a small soil hole in that small area.

After all, this tomb is not buried in the ground, but is framed in the ceiling. Even if the soil is transported up, the soil layer in the wooden frame is not tight. Yan Cen only dug a few times, and the debris on it The soil fell down in bits and pieces, exposing the bottom layer that was almost empty.

The grave was not very deep, Yan Cen reached in along the hole to feel it, first he touched the old soil that was wet on the outside and dry on the inside, and then went in, his fingers touched a hard and rough object.

Yan Cen bent slightly, knelt on the ground with one knee, probed inward again, grabbed the thing and stroked it.

The rough cloth felt across Yan Cen's palm, and the object under his hands was thin and long, and a section was connected with other irregular hollow objects.

—is Joseph's leg bone.

Xu Muzhou saw that he didn't move his hand for a long time, and asked strangely: "What did you touch?"

Yan Cen let go of his hand without changing his face, compared with the skeleton, and then covered the "Joseph" leg with the material he had pulled up, and then withdrew his hand from the narrow hole, and patted the floating part on his hand. Hui, didn't mention the skeleton, just said: "It's nothing, it's Chen Tu, this grave should have been here for a while."

Xu Muzhou didn't get suspicious, he groaned, and didn't stand up to embarrass his waist at all, so he sat on the ground and put the kerosene lamp on the floor beside him.

"Tuoya doesn't allow us to enter the attic, which means that he actually knows that there are shady things in the attic." Xu Muzhou said, reaching out to pat the soil on the grave, and said, "For example, this one."

Yan Cen knew from his movements that he hadn't finished speaking, so he listened quietly to what he said without interrupting.

"But it's very strange. If the things in the attic are really so shady, then he might as well not give us the keys." Xu Muzhou said, "Take a step back, the bunch of keys are welded, we can't If he wins one alone, then he doesn’t need to ask about the attic... After all, people are curious, if he doesn’t mention it, there is a high probability that we won’t notice the attic.”

"But if you don't say anything, you may break in by mistake." Yan Cen said calmly: "After all, you and I are not people who have experienced real shipwrecks, but when those who survived the disaster lived here, they were not as close as the two of us. Curiosity. For those whose emotions are not stable enough, Toya's "prohibition" can be called a warning. So if you want to determine the doubt from Toya's own statement... Although the possibility is small, But still there."

"I know, I just think the former is more likely." Xu Muzhou shook his head and said, "If the number of sailors killed is large, I can still think so. But apart from you and me, those who have been to this castle before There is only Joseph, and the number of this person is too small to constitute an opportunity to form behavioral habits."

Yan Cen hummed and said, "Continue."

"Tuoya hasn't seen strangers for a long time, and strictly speaking, she doesn't have any habit of interacting with people." Xu Muzhou compared two small people walking with the index and middle fingers of both hands, and said, "So, When Toya faces strangers, all his reactions and behavior habits should be more inclined to his own personality or habits."

"That's why I think that Toya's 'getting along with each other' should be left over after he was nine years old." Xu Muzhou shrugged and said, "After all, he hasn't seen anyone much since then."

Yan Cen rubbed the hydrangea pendant in his hand, took out a crumpled hand-rolled tobacco from his pocket, put it on the kerosene lamp and lit it.

"Indeed." Yan Cen said: "So you think, he doesn't necessarily want us to enter the attic?"

"I just think there is this possibility." Xu Muzhou said: "Because after all, for a nine-year-old child's concept of handling things, it is normal to want to 'hide' when encountering a secret. When you find out, avoidance is the normal reaction."

Yan Cen took a puff of cigarette, but did not refute Xu Muzhou's point of view.

"That's true." Yan Cen said: "And when you opened the door just now, Toya downstairs didn't move at all, and she didn't intend to go out."

"Is it possible that I didn't hear it?" Xu Muzhou said, "After all, there is still a layer of capping."

Yan Cen shook his head.

"Tuoya has stayed in this castle for so many years, do you think he knows nothing about this castle?" Yan Cen asked.

Xu Muzhou was caught by his question for a while, thought about it, and thought it was true, after all, she still bears the title of "witch", who knows if there is some metaphysical version of the surveillance camera already.

Thinking of the possibility that Toya might be holding the ball and staring at them secretly, Xu Muzhou felt uncomfortable, and his back straightened up with goosebumps.

Xu Muzhou pulled the kerosene lamp to his side, lowered his voice and said, "So, Brother Yan, don't you think he's conflicted?"

"Because of this, I always feel that something is wrong." Xu Muzhou started to let his ideals go wild again: "Brother Yan, tell me, could it be that Toya is a twin?"

As soon as Xu Muzhou finished speaking, the hydrangea on Yan Cen's wrist suddenly became hot. Yan Cen swallowed the words that had come to his lips, and subconsciously looked down at his hands.

"What's wrong?" Xu Muzhou asked.

Yan Cen raised his hand and said, "There is a response."

Xu Muzhou laughed, and said: "That's a good idea, maybe I really guessed it right."

However, Xu Muzhou took Yan Cen's hand to look at it, only to find that the progress bar on it was still firmly in place, and there was no sign of moving at all.

Xu Muzhou touched it strangely, but found that the ball was scalding hot. Xu Muzhou was unprepared and was scalded. Taking a breath, he quickly withdrew his hand, and blew on his reddish fingertips. .

"What's this thing, you haven't made any progress when you burn it like this?" Xu Muzhou said angrily, "The progress bar is on strike?"