Happy Halloween

The corridors on the third floor of the castle were empty.

The air is quiet and cold, and distorted black shadows wander wantonly in the dark corners. The compassionate and peaceful characters in the bright and bright oil paintings quietly changed their expressions, and the original benevolent eyebrows and eyes suddenly revealed a strange and treacherous ferocity silently at this moment. The color comes.

"Crack."

A door opened, and Mo Yu walked out first.He raised his eyes casually, and saw an oil painting of an evil spirit disguised as the Virgin intending to devour a baby.The atmosphere was sinister and frightening, the baby's face was so blue that it seemed that it could not even make a sound, but the evil spirit still pretended to be kind and gentle in its arms, and its eyes showed longing.

As soon as he stopped, the young man running out behind him had no time to stop, so he screamed "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh'".

Mo Yu turned around, and quickly grabbed his arm.

The door was gently closed, followed by the sound of "click" locking.

"I saved my life!" Mu Xuanying stood still and let out a sigh of shame.Fortunately, I didn't fall back into the door, otherwise I don't know what would happen.

"Doing things is always frizzy." Mo Yu laughed at him.

"Hey hey..." Mu Xuanying smiled and scratched her cheek, showing a shy expression.

They tacitly did not mention what happened to them at the door just now.

Mu Xuanying is already used to observing all the details of the surrounding environment.

The murals on the zenith immediately caught his attention.

There is no darker and more hopeless scene in this world: the sky is covered with frost, the heathen is scorched on the cross by the fire, the greedy people are fighting endlessly, the scalding sand, silt, and sea of ​​​​fire are endless, and the sinful soul is dying. suffered brutal torture.This scene is like a huge funnel, with ferocious monsters stuck at the bottom, chewing and devouring all those who fall down.

Grand and bloody scenes, this is the blissful place where ghosts and demons act recklessly, and it is also the real hell.

Hatred, resentment, jealousy, anger... Countless negative emotions rush to the face, as if the scene in front of you will suck the souls of all the viewers into it in the next moment, and wipe out all hope and light into nothingness. The only thing that can be left is the The colors of hell.

Feeling a bit difficult to breathe, Mu Xuanying closed her eyes and exhaled lightly.

The paintings on the walls on the third floor were also more evil than the ones he had seen before, as if each one was showing a sinful picture.The ancient porcelain vases placed in the corridors are filled with colorful poppies, and a faint but unique intoxicating fragrance floats in the air, which comes from this beautiful flower that symbolizes the love of sin and death.

The first floor is heaven, the second floor is purgatory, and the third floor is hell.

They seem to be getting closer and closer to the abyss of evil.

Suddenly realizing this, Mu Xuanying felt uneasy in his heart, and he glanced at Mo Yu's expressionless side face.The ominous premonition is still vivid and thorough, even increasing instead of decreasing.

At the moment when his mind was shaken, the floor tiles under his feet were suddenly torn apart by an unknown wind and waves, and the fire swept in, and countless hands protruded from the bulging magma, grabbing their ankles tightly. , dragging him and Mo Yu into the abyss of hell, eating blood and tearing apart bones.

He stood still, suddenly gripped by a huge terror.

"Maomao? Maomao!" Mo Yu immediately sensed Mu Xuanying's abnormality, and immediately pressed his shoulders, "Wake up!"

Mu Xuanying's face was a little pale. He looked at Mo Yu for a long time, and his out-of-focus pupils gradually condensed Mo Yu's appearance.

"Thank you, I'm fine..." He forced a smile.

Mo Yu didn't speak, but patted his shoulder lightly.

Noticing that Mo Yu looked at her with hidden worry, Mu Xuanying was slightly dazed, and a trace of inexplicable and complicated feelings emerged in her heart.

Brother Mo Yu has always been very kind to him.

Even though he might have doubted his identity, brother Mo Yu didn't do anything to hurt him, and even tried his best to protect him.

"My name is Mu Xuanying, and my nickname is Mao Mao." Mu Xuanying said suddenly.

"Huh?" Mo Yu looked at him strangely, not understanding why he suddenly started introducing himself.

"My parents passed away a long time ago, and now I live in my adoptive father's house. He is my father's friend and the most respected paladin in the vicinity. The adoptive father and the priests of the church protect the people in the town together Let everyone stay away from the darkness and stay in the light forever." Mu Xuanying said with a smile, "Although I am only a child now, I want to become an adult like my adoptive father in the future. Becoming a paladin is my dream!"

Mo Yu was silent for a while: "...Why did you say this all of a sudden?"

"Brother Mo Yu, I like you very much." He tilted his head slightly and said seriously, "I want to be a very good friend with you, so I don't want you to know nothing about me."

"Oh." Mo Yu was indifferent.

"..." Mu Xuanying.

"..." Mo Yu.

"..." Mu Xuanying.

"...What are you staring at me all this time?" Mo Yu asked leisurely, raising his brows.

The sense of existence of the pressing man-marking tactics is so high that Mo Yu pretends not to know it.The other party made it clear that he had something to say, but he looked at him eagerly with a puffy face, and looked a little cute.

"It's up to you!" Mu Xuanying said as a matter of course.

"I didn't agree to play the game of exchanging self-introduction with you." Mo Yu laughed, his eyes were a bit malicious, as if mocking his innocence.

"..." Mu Xuanying continued to stare at Mo Yu.

Mo Yu glanced at him, and thought that this kid was just as stubborn as when he was a child, and he didn't make any progress at all.

"Brother Mo Yu, it's your turn." Mu Xuanying repeated stubbornly.

Mo Yu felt a bit of a headache, but it was more of an unknown joy filling his heart, so he bent his lips without restraining himself.

He is real.

That's right, only he is truly... unique...

"Don't worry." He caressed the young man's cheek, slowly stroking his fingers along the beautiful arc of the line, brushing away the fine hair on his forehead, and looking at the boy's clear and bright eyes.

"We still have a lot of time..." Mo Yu spoke slowly, staring at him deeply, "Don't worry, you can get to know me slowly."

What, what?

Mu Xuanying stood at the same place and slowly widened her eyes, and found that her heart almost jumped out of her chest at a loss.

"Hey - you are too foul!" He couldn't help protesting.

Mo Yu deliberately pretended not to know why, "Huh?"

"You avoid the important and take the light." Mu Xuanying accused angrily.

"You are a stalker." Mo Yu shot back sharply.

After a while of looking at each other like the tip of a needle, it was Mo Yu who sighed and took the lead in expressing his surrender: "Okay, let me say, stop being coquettish."

"I haven't." Mu Xuanying retorted with an expression of disbelief.

"Do you still want to listen to me?" Mo Yu used his trump card.

"Listen..." The kid shut his mouth obediently.

"I'm the same as you. My parents died young. I don't have many friends. I have nothing to talk about. I don't have any dreams, but I have a goal that is being realized." Mo Yu glanced at him lightly, "I just found my long-lost relatives recently. .”

Mu Xuanying was baffled by Mo Yuruo's pointed eyes, he blinked involuntarily, then blinked again, and said with a smile: "This sounds really happy, brother Mo Yu, congratulations!"

Just at this moment, the ground under their feet shook slightly, and a sharp wolf howl came from downstairs.

"Let's go after finishing talking. It's not suitable to stay here for a long time." Mo Yu's eyes narrowed. He still remembered that the werewolf was wandering outside. The most important thing now is to quickly enter the next room to avoid the possibility of encountering the werewolf again.

Mu Xuanying understood, he took out the key Ying gave him, hesitated for a moment before saying: "I picked this up in the maze before I came out..."

"Hurry up." Mo Yu didn't delve into it, but urged in a low voice.

The key □□ the door lock, the mechanism tapped and snapped together, and the two walked into a new room.

This is a pure white room.

With a completely different decoration style from the outside, this may be said to be an artist's exhibition room.The room is high, and all the pillars in the hall are carved with slender portraits of beauties. The tops of the pillars and the ceiling are covered with various plant-shaped relief patterns, and a large plain silver chandelier lit with 8 snow candles illuminates the space brightly. Translucent, the wall decoration is exquisite and beautiful, with strong light and shadow effects.

Everywhere you look, there is a strong Italian Baroque style.

It feels like entering an art museum by mistake. Every inch of space in front of you seems to be interpreting beautiful art, making people cautious not to touch the slightest bit, and even breathing is afraid of polluting these beautiful works of art.

"This world is dirty, but it can't stop me from pursuing perfection.

——Pure White Aesthetics」

Such words are engraved on the wall on one side of the gate, from which one can feel the lofty and pious faith of the owner of the house.

"There is still such a place in the castle."

Everything is so clean and white, and the sculptures are not stained with dust.

Mu Xuanying was surprised. He walked up to a small sculpture of an egret and took a look, noticing that words were engraved on the platform below.

"Bird (No. 1)"

Below is a line of descriptive text.

"Very poorly done and needs more practice."

Mu Xuanying felt that the work in front of her was already very beautiful, probably this is the artist's pursuit of perfection.

Next to the egret sculpture is a pure white cabinet, and on the other side of the cabinet is a statue of a flying bird.

"Bird (No. 2)"

"It's not bad."

It is true that the second statue is more delicate and delicate, especially the form of spreading its wings and flying into the air. No matter from which angle it is viewed, the curve of the stretched body is impeccably graceful and lifelike, just like a real egret.

It is an admirable spirit to keep improving.It is precisely because the author has such a serious attitude that he can carve out a perfect work.

That's when he noticed the sign on the cupboard.

"Practice material"

Mu Xuanying became curious, what kind of material would it be?

Egret sketch on paper?Or a remnant of plaster engraved with a partial shape?For practice... there must be a lot of physical observation and hands-on operation, right?

He walked to the cupboard and opened the door.

Mo Yu suddenly smelled a strange smell in the air, he frowned, and immediately stopped him: "Maomao, don't get close!"

Blood flowed from the cupboard.

Mu Xuanying was stunned.

Flesh, flesh, flesh, flesh, flesh, flesh, flesh, flesh.

Countless flesh and blood stuffed the cabinet tightly and seamlessly, and the bloody pieces of meat and internal organs were completely deformed, blood vessels and tendons were exposed, and bones were occasionally squeezed, completely filling the inside of the cabinet.All of this completely lost control the moment the cabinet door was opened, and a swarm of bees spewed out!

Mu Xuanying subconsciously took a step back.

Papa, papa, papa papa.

Spots of blood sprayed onto the pure white floor tiles in front of him, and lumps of rotten flesh were piled all over the ground. Dirty feathers were also mixed in the viscous blood.

Mo Yu glanced at him. In case there were important clearance items hidden in a certain cabinet, he walked to each cabinet one by one, opened it and closed it immediately after a glance.Although Mo Yu's movements were already very quick, blood gradually seeped out from the gap under the opened cabinet, making it easy to imagine the contents inside.

Egrets, swans, antelopes, reindeer...

The sculptor, who improved his art by dissecting countless creatures.

Realizing this truth, Mu Xuanying instantly felt nauseated.He looked around in a daze at the almost unreal gorgeous sculptures, only to feel that every statue was covered with dirty blood, extremely dirty and ugly.

A cabinet door didn't have time to close immediately, and a mass of blood and flesh rolled out.

It was a human hand that had been stripped of its skin and flesh, dripping with blood.Even if only the hideous hand bones are left, the original slender and slender shape can still be seen.

A woman's hand, a beautiful hand.

It was difficult for Mu Xuanying to control her eyes from looking at those sculptures. Those statues of women also had a pair of very slender and elegant hands.

Yes, after birds and beasts, it's the turn of the work to be a human statue.

The pure and beautiful cardamom girl, the slim and graceful court lady, the elegant and refined lake elf, the sacred and noble seraph...

But these exquisite and moving statues can no longer simply marvel at their beauty, but instead exude a gloomy atmosphere invisible, which makes people feel creepy.

The world is dirty, but it can't stop him from pursuing perfection...

At this time, when I thought of the words left by the owner of the room, I realized what a terrible obsession it was.

The statues are still so exquisite, and the faces and expressions of the female statues are all vivid and lifelike.Perhaps it was because of staying in the bright white environment for too long, the statue in the field of vision unexpectedly appeared a distorted ghost.

Mu Xuanying didn't know what mood she was in to walk to the end step by step.At the end of the room was a separate compartment. He raised his hand and lifted the heavy curtain that was still white, and a female sculpture came into view.

It was a unique existence in the space, and her beauty could no longer be described in words.Nothing unrefined, nothing unnatural.She stood in the middle of the room, dressed in white and plain skirt, with a gentle smile, and her gestures were full of indescribable elegance and coquettishness.

The haze that has been lingering in my heart for a long time has completely faded away, and the air has become as fresh as running water, which is a kind of perfect and extreme beauty of divinity.The statues of elves and angels outside are not comparable to one ten thousandth of it.

At first glance, it seems that there is really a beautiful woman who is all over the country and the city is walking towards them.

For a moment, even Mo Yu was caught in his mind, and he was startled for a moment before he noticed that the female statue was holding an unknown book in her hand.

"Brother Mo Yu, look here." Mu Xuanying tugged on his sleeve, pointing to the wall beside him.

"You must press the mechanism in order."