The heartthrob boss runs with the vinegar spirit

Yang Xuan closed the cabinet and walked out of the room.

The castle gives people a sense of vicissitudes frozen in time. The morning light outside the window is projected in through the window, and the dust floating in the air is clearly visible.

Yang Xuan opened the door of each room very leisurely, observed the display of each room, he wanted to take the opportunity to find the magic book that Mosuo said, even if the book is not so easy to find, but as long as it really exists, Some clues will be left behind.

After watching around, Yang Xuan saw the bragging teapot, got acquainted with the stinky mirror, and chatted with the little bench about the castle owner's gossip for a long time.

The little bench is not very old, and it is much sweeter and silly than the little broom, and it is easier to talk to.

According to the small bench, these talking furniture were originally servants in the castle, but the owner’s family has fallen into poverty and has not been in the castle all year round. Bewitched by magic, stay forever in Aichi Castle.

Yang Xuan was puzzled: "Didn't the beast stay in the castle all the time? Why do you say he's not at home all the year round?"

"The beast? He's just a watchdog." The little bench asked in surprise, "You won't mistake the beast for the owner of Arch Castle, right?"

Yang Xuan recalled the story of "Beauty and the Beast" that Mo Suo told him before, and asked puzzledly, "Shouldn't the Beast be...a prince?"

"Hahahaha!" The little bench laughed wildly, "Look at the appearance of the beast man, who is neither human nor ghost, how can there be such a prince?"

The little bench is very snobbish at a young age, full of prying desire and cautious when talking about the owner, but has no scruples and laughs at the beast when talking about it.

"Beast, sometimes it's a bear, sometimes it's a wolf, and maybe other animals." The little bench said, "They are different from our furniture. We are domesticated, and their status is stable for ten years. But Beasts are consumable items, and they are replaced every seven days. Although their lethality is powerful, they are too easy to break. It is really embarrassing for our honorable master. He has so many things to do every day, and he has to go back to the castle to replace the beasts. "

Yang Xuan frowned slightly. Not only is the beast not a prince, but it is also a low-value consumable item. This inside story is quite different from what everyone imagined at the beginning.

Yang Xuan couldn't help recalling what the proprietress of the hat shop said, that the wild beast would eat a person every seven days and dump the body on the side of the road. The situation was appalling.

But combined with He Mingyu's experience of being turned into a wild beast and the news revealed by the small bench...

The truth is about to come out, the one whose body is dumped every seven days is probably none other than the "beast" that people fear!

"Why is it changed every seven days?" Yang Xuan asked curiously.

"I don't know either." The small bench is not in a high position, and he can't touch the sensitive information in the castle at all, but his gossip skills are top-notch, and he still gave Yang Xuan some clues, "However, I have my own speculation. According to According to my observation, basically every beast is the fiercest on the first day of work, and the most docile when it is about to leave the castle on the last day. I guess the master is not satisfied that they are not brutal enough."

"After all, to protect the safety of the castle, it must be full of aggression to be deterrent, right?"

Yang Xuan understood that the change every seven days should not be due to any problems with the body function after the human was turned into a beast, but the beast gradually regained the consciousness of "human", and the power belonging to the beast in the body gradually weakened.

This discovery relieved Yang Xuan a little.

"I want to play with the beast." Yang Xuan asked the little bench, "Do you want to come together?"

The little bench was extremely disdainful of wild beasts, and was a little afraid of such savage animals, so he immediately refused: "What's so interesting about wild beasts? One bite from it will kill the bench! And I don't want to go to the dungeon at all, there are dark holes, I can't see anything."

Yang Xuan then waved goodbye to the small bench regretfully. He first went to the courtyard to break a few branches, then returned to the fireplace to light the branches, and then calmly came to the entrance of the dungeon.

During this period, the feeling of being watched by countless eyes has always existed, until Yang Xuan's figure disappeared in the dungeon, and the maggot-like eyes completely disappeared.

Last night Yang Xuan didn't know where these gazes came from, but today he knew, the furniture had been staring at him, even the tree at the door might have been turned into by the former servants of the old castle.

It was indeed dark in the dungeon, but Yang Xuan adapted well to this environment.He had stayed in the ancient tomb for a long time before, and others felt that the environment was extremely cold and terrifying, but in Yang Xuan's eyes, there was a strange sense of warmth.

The dungeon has two floors and holds three or four people.When these people first saw Youguang, they all looked like they were hiding in a corner of the cell and shivering, but when they saw that the person who came was a pretty girl with long hair and dressed in men's clothes, their eyes burst into madness again. shine.

"Help me! Please help me! I don't want to die, I don't want to become a monster"

Those people stretched out their hands extremely long, Yang Xuan turned around indifferently and lightly ignored them.

It doesn't matter if Yang Xuan is ungrateful or not meddling in other people's business. In the past, there were many players imprisoned in Lost City of Ancient Tombs, and he never sympathized with anyone.

Yang Xuan's trip to the dungeon is just to find He Mingyu, nothing more.

In the innermost room of the dungeon, Yang Xuan saw a giant wolf lying on the ground with wounds all over his body, his hair stained with blood.

Yang Xuan held on to the torch and stared at this scene expressionlessly.

With a bang, a string in his heart snapped.

The jumping flames are like the anger in Yang Xuan's heart at the moment. Who made He Mingyu into such a miserable appearance, the answer is self-evident.

It must be the owner of this castle!

Yang Xuan couldn't figure out his own thoughts for a moment, but felt extremely angry.No matter what, He Mingyu is the little snow wolf he held in his hand and wanted to conquer. He never expected to be tortured like this when he came to this garbage dungeon!

Yang Xuan's urge to destroy the dungeon welled up.

But it's a pity that he is only a level 2 player now, and he doesn't have the power to change the situation, fly sand and move stones when he is angry, and even his eyes don't change color.

The inexplicable irritability made Yang Xuan feel strange.

While the anger was rising, Yang Xuan heard a wolf howl full of anger.

The howling sound came from behind, not from the dying wolf in front of him.

Yang Xuan turned around slowly, the lights illuminated the scene behind him.

A gigantic wolf that looked alive was pressing its wolf face tightly against the iron railing of the prison cell. It was sticking out its tongue, looking silly, but its eyes were extremely bright.

Yang Xuan looked carefully this time, the wolf had a stone tied around its neck.

He couldn't help laughing, an inexplicable emotion welled up in his heart.

"Let's turn around and rescue all the people and animals in the dungeon." Yang Xuan reached out and touched He Mingyu's wolf head. Here, it's so pitiful."