I rely on sand sculptures to dissuade dead NPCs

Yu Yi lit the stick, walked to the corridor leading to the hall with the bread in his mouth, and there were precious ornaments on both sides.

It is very different from the simplicity shown by the castle porch, and all the decorations look very valuable.

Slender fingers swept over a silver knight statue, and a thick layer of dust appeared on the fingertips.

He immediately raised his thin eyelids and looked at the place he just walked by. The decorations displayed on both sides of the corridor were all wiped clean.

"Is no one taking care of it?" Yu Yi asked, pointing to the silver statue.

Hearing the sound, the butler looked over, his pupils constricted for a moment, and he smiled just right.

Respectfully and politely said: "This is the Baron's most proud collection when he was alive. His Excellency takes care of it personally on weekdays. Before his death, His Excellency warned us not to touch it without authorization."

Yu Yi let out a "huh" and muttered, "I'll be fine after I touched it just now..."

The butler's expression changed suddenly, and he walked over quickly, with a gloomy expression as if he had just crawled out of the ground.

He carefully scanned the surroundings of the silver statue up and down, and he was relieved to confirm that there was no damage.

The butler turned around and warned Yu Yi solemnly: "Sir, please pay attention to your words and deeds in the castle. God has been watching you from heaven."

Yu Yi looked at him for a long time, and the housekeeper's heart was trembling. He suddenly laughed and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

The butler's lips fluttered and he was about to say something.

Yu Yi suddenly sullenly, moved the fingertips on his side, and asked, "Where is Baron Rimbaud's grave?"

The butler was taken aback by the sudden face change: "..."

You fucking learned how to change faces, right?

"Following the baron's will, the body has been cremated." The housekeeper didn't intend to give Yu Yi a chance to continue asking, and blurted out, "The ashes after cremation were also sprinkled into the vast ocean according to the will."

Yu Yi laughed, and said softly, "Mr. Baron is really interesting. I think you are not far behind as the butler?" The tone was mocking and sighing.

In the butler's ears, it automatically became 'I don't know if the baron is a fool, but you must be mentally retarded'.

The butler stared at his gray eyes, the old eyes revealing a cold and faint murderous intent, and suddenly grinned.

He straightened his high collar, and patted Yu Yi on the shoulder: "Young man, you still need to strengthen the etiquette of nobles."

Yu Yi's cold eyes entwine him

"I will, Mr. Butler." He deliberately emphasized the address, as if emphasizing the position of the butler.

The butler put down his pile of smiles, and the skin and flesh drooped loosely on his face. His face was dimly cut in half in the warm yellow candlelight, usually falling under the light, usually hiding in the dark, his eyes fixed on Yu Yi , the half of the face under the shadow looked extremely hideous.

He bowed and turned to leave. The clacking sound of the handmade leather shoes on the ground echoed in the silent hall.

Yu Yi looked down at the silver statue's eyes, where there were two black holes, as if someone was hiding behind and looking at him through the darkness.

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At the end of the corridor is a wooden door.

A golden lock the size of a fist was hung on the door, and the edge of the wooden door had long since been rotten by moths, densely packed wormholes piled up on the entire door, gradually becoming denser from top to bottom.

Yu Yi gave a "tsk", turned his head and rubbed his hands on his numb face.

"Sir." The young maid appeared behind Yu Yi and called him timidly.

"Is there a key?"

The maid was stunned for a moment, with a look of embarrassment on her face: "Sir, it is forbidden to enter here, please leave."

Yu Yi glanced at her from the corner of his eye, his face was a little cold, and he didn't speak again.

Boom, boom.

Powerful footsteps sounded from behind, and the two standing in front of the door looked back at the same time.

Yue Ge walked over with a blank face: "Any clues?"

Yu Yi gave a "tsk", and looked back into his steady black eyes: "Probably." After speaking, he turned and approached the wooden door.

The maid was a little panicked, she reached out to grab Yu Yi's arm: "Sir, you really can't enter here!"

Yu Yi promised, "Okay, I'll take a look."

Lifting the foot is a move without shadow legs.

Maid: "...!"

You fucking told me this is called looking?

Isn't this Nima planning to demolish the house? ? ?

boom -

The wooden door fell to the ground with a sound, and a stale smell mixed with falling dust rushed out from behind the door.

The stone steps inside the door led down into the darkness below, like a cellar that lingered in deathly silence.

The maid's face was ashen: "..."

I think I might need a dog leash.

Yu Yi put his hand under the tip of his nose, frowned, and walked a burning candle from the wall beside him.

He turned his head and raised his eyebrows at Yue Ge: "Sir, do you want to go down and have a look together?"

Yue Ge's face softened under the firelight, he raised the corners of his lips in a rare way, and nodded to Yu Yi.

"Happy to accompany you," he said.