Neverland

Finally, Yan Cen and Song Yan found a way to enter the dark room at the end of the second floor.

The secret door was hidden under the carpet at the end of the corridor. Yan Cen manipulated the wheelchair and stopped two steps away, watching Song Yan roll up a corner of the heavy blanket on the ground.

The weight of the blanket was not light, and it took Song Yan a lot of effort to roll up the blanket and push it back a certain distance.

Yan Cen moved forward in the wheelchair, the hollow wooden floor creaked dangerously under the wheels of his wheelchair.

There is a one-foot-square wooden cutout on the ground, which should be the downward passage door.A small square interface is symbolically attached to the seam of the formwork on the side near Yan Cen.

Yan Cen bent down, pried lightly with the iron piece at the bottom of the cane, and lifted the wooden piece covering the small square, only to find a delicate small lock inside.

This lock looks very perfunctory, the clasp is not as thick as a pocket watch chain, and it is buckled outside the wedge of the wooden board.It's more like a warning than something to lock up.

"That's it." Song Yan fixed the blanket, walked over, bent down and knocked on the wooden board, listened carefully to the hollow sound below, and said firmly: "It should be this - I guess the Earl Robert's mansion doesn't have a cellar either."

Song Yan said, looked sideways at Yan Cen, and asked, "Do you have the key?"

"No." Without raising his head, Yan Cen stared at the lock tightly, as if he didn't want to waste a moment.

"You don't have to." Yan Cen said.

As he spoke, he bent down, stretched out his hand to hold the small lock that looked very careless, and then with a sudden force on his wrist, he forcibly tore the thing off the wedge.

Song Yan: "..."

This piece of wood was left wide open by this violent dismantling, and Yan Cen took advantage of the opportunity to pry upwards at the gap with his cane, and lifted the whole piece of wood up.

Song Yan took a look with her head and found that it was pitch black below, and there was only one staircase going straight down, so she breathed a sigh of relief.She was worried that it would be difficult if there was an iron net under the wooden plank, but now that it was a bit beneficial for Robert to run the family strictly, at least in this kind of thing, they were overly relieved.

"This trail is too narrow, you can't get off your wheelchair, I'll go down and have a look alone." Song Yan patted the ashes on her hands, and took a candle from the wall next to her: "You're right here—hey! "

Before she finished speaking, Yan Cen stood up with his cane.

The thin blanket on his knees slid down, Yan Cen's body swayed, and he couldn't help but raised his hand to support the wall.

"I'll go down too." Yan Cen said without refusal.

Song Yan was not as talkative as Xu Muzhou, she walked up to Yan Cen with a candlestick, leaned down and touched Robert's knee, and resolutely refused: "No, the optimization of Neverland is limited, and now this pair of Only the nerves are good for the legs, you are so stubborn to manipulate, be careful to cause secondary damage."

Yan Cen smiled nonchalantly: "It's not my leg anyway."

Song Yan: "..."

It makes sense, but there seems to be no way to refute it.

Yan Cen said, without giving Song Yan a chance to refute, he walked into the passage first.

It was still difficult for Robert to walk with his disabled legs, let alone such a difficult movement as going downstairs. Yan Cen reluctantly walked down a few steps, breaking out in a cold sweat from the pain.

So he could only lean against the wall for the time being, stretched out his hand to Song Yan who was following him, and said in a low voice, "Help me."

Song Yan looked at him speechlessly, then changed the direction of the candlestick, and the adult held Yan Cen's arm without remembering the villain's fault.

"Why bother." Song Yan said sincerely: "It's just a few steps away, can I pack and sell your children?"

"I don't know what's going on below, what if there is a dismembered corpse." Yan Cen took too much energy to go downstairs, so he slowed down before continuing: "Catherine has obsessions, and those girls have obsessions as well." Read. He is timid and afraid of ghosts."

Song Yan listened to him with a dull face, and deeply felt that the years of guiding tasks had worn her temper so badly that she didn't let go and let Yan Cen roll down the stairs without a trace of embarrassment.

The stairs were still some distance away from the dungeon where the girls were held, but the wind had already blown into the dungeon one step ahead of Yan Cen.

The remaining half of the candle on the wall was blown tremblingly by the wind, distorting the figures in the dungeon to death.At first glance, it looks like a ball of thick tentacles tangled together.

Xu Muzhou and those poor naked girls stayed in the two farthest corners of the dungeon, as far as they could divide the Chuhe Han boundary, never crossing the threshold, and almost never looking back.

It's just Liu Xiahui innocently.

He was bored and leaned against the corner where the iron gate and the wall intersected, leaning against the iron railing and drowsy.Before officially entering the dreamland surrounded by takeaways and bonuses, he was woken up by a gust of cold wind.

Xu Muzhou opened his eyes in a jerk, rubbed the back of his hands first, and then heard the sound of footsteps in the dungeon.

The footsteps were very faint, and Xu Muzhou was a little unsure if Kelin was coming to prepare the offerings for Robert, so he changed his posture and looked outside the prison door vigilantly.

"Sir." Tana in the corner said in panic, "Did you hear that?"

"I heard." Xu Muzhou stared at the outside of the dungeon, while calculating his chances of winning the fight with Kelin, he absent-mindedly comforted him: "Don't be afraid, I will protect you."

That's what Xu Muzhou said, but he didn't know much about it.Kelin was the earl's head of guards, so he should be able to beat three of him and still have more to spare.Xu Muzhou clenched his fists and broke out in a cold sweat.

"If it's the day of making offerings, how will they treat you?" Xu Muzhou asked.

"Bleeding..." Tana said, "Make a cut on the arm, and put half a barrel of blood in."

"Half a wooden barrel?" Xu Muzhou said in shock: "That person must die?"

"No." Tana said: "The chief guard will be optimistic... But if the medicine sent up is useless, the owner of the blood will be dragged out and never come back."

Of course you can't come back, Xu Muzhou said in his heart, most of your former companions are now buried under Robert's rose bushes.

The footsteps were getting closer and clearer, Xu Muzhou turned his head and made a booing gesture, listening quietly.

But the more he listened, the more confused he became—it seemed to be the footsteps of two people.

The girls in the corner had already hugged each other, and the two older ones tried hard to look calm, protected the other girls behind them, and stared at Xu Muzhou expectantly.

Xu Muzhou was like a light on his back, so he could only bite the bullet and prepare, aimlessly calculating the possible scenes in his mind.

However, what Xu Muzhou didn't expect was that he had calculated more than ten or twenty situations, but none of them matched the actual situation.

Yan Cen himself understands that in fact, no matter from the mission efficiency or any other point of view, it is a better choice for him to stay on top.

But the moment he pried open the passage door, an inexplicable impulse suddenly emerged in his heart.

This kind of impulse transcended his long-standing behavior and habits, climbed to the top of the pyramid in his heart, overwhelmed "task efficiency" in an instant, and became the number one priority in his heart.

——He wanted to be the first person Xu Muzhou saw in the desperate situation.

So he followed his heart and did it.

As for Xu Muzhou, he thought a lot, but he never thought that Yan Cen would come down to find him in person - he was not in a wheelchair yet.

Yan Cen let go of Song Yan's hand just now, stumbled a few steps forward, and emerged from the dark corridor, holding on to the iron railing of the cell door to barely stand still, reached out and weighed the iron door lock, and motioned to Song Yan.

Before Song Yan stepped forward, there were several screams one after another from the depths of the dungeon, and the lethality in this almost enclosed space was extremely astonishing.

Yan Cen clicked his tongue and tilted his head, only to realize that there were still a few shivering living creatures in the corner.

"Trouble." Yan Cen said impatiently.

Song Yan took off her coat without saying a word, stuffed it through the gap, and threw it far away to the other side of the corner. Several girls squeezed together, barely covering their bodies with the coat, and came out in horror. Looking at Yan Cen from the collar.

"Don't be afraid." Xu Muzhou pointed to Yan Cen: "This is me...my companion."

On the other end, Song Yan watched the girls put on their clothes before taking out a wire from the cuff.Sliding the door and picking the lock seems to be a necessary skill for the staff of Neverland. Song Yan half knelt on the ground and checked the direction and structure of the lock cylinder familiarly.

Xu Muzhou is already used to the setting of this world. At first glance, Yan Cen, who can walk upright at first glance, can't react for a while, and sits on the dry grass in a daze, deeply suspecting that he has actually fallen asleep, and now he is probably dreaming.

"What?" Yan Cen reached out his hand from the gap in the railing, squeezed Xu Muzhou's face, and said with a smile, "Are you scared?"

"No—" Xu Muzhou looked at him blankly: "Why are you here? How long have you been outside?"

"It didn't take long, only a few hours." Song Yan interrupted: "Your brother Yan was looking for you very anxiously, and couldn't wait for a moment, so he came down in a hurry... Did you see it, a medical miracle. So it can be seen from this , black magic still has merit in certain circumstances, and love heals people.”

Yan Cen: "..."

If it weren't for the fact that Robert's legs were really hard to use, he would probably have kicked them over by now.

Song Yan held her breath for two days, and finally let it go, her mood suddenly improved, she pried the lock open and threw it on the ground, then tore off the iron chain on it, and made a gesture to Yan Cen. gesture.

It wasn't until Yan Cen walked into the dungeon that Xu Muzhou woke up like a dream. He was about to help Yan Cen, but the other party's knees softened first, and he knelt on the ground with one knee following his strength.

"You said you—" Xu Muzhou hurriedly patted his leg distressedly: "Why didn't I realize that you were a stubborn one before, and you've already found me, so why come here by yourself?"

Yan Cen smiled: "Come to pick you up."