Four years of crisis [entertainment]

Song Jinfeng and Guan Mingsong hurried along the quiet path, their shadows stretched out by the street lights.

"I think maybe we should call the police." Song Jinfeng said.

"But this may just be a child's prank." Guan Mingsong said, "Think about it, if he really encounters any difficulties, he can call the police by himself. Why give a note with SOS to a foreign country? people?"

"Since it's a prank, don't we need to rush to find him?"

"But, what if it's not a prank?" Guan Mingsong asked anxiously.

Song Jinfeng spread his hands, "Anyway, you just want to see it."

Guan Mingsong pointed to the road ahead and said, "There is only this road behind the corner where he disappeared. Go down this road and have a look."

The two walked straight along the path, the street lights became more and more sparse, and the surroundings became more and more quiet.After walking for an unknown amount of time, the front suddenly became clear, and a typical western-style castle appeared in front of Guan Mingsong and Song Jinfeng.It stands quietly, like a quiet devil under the night sky.

"Private castle?" Guan Mingsong asked.

"It seems to be." Song Jinfeng said, "Do you want to move on?" He asked Guan Mingsong.

At this moment, the blond boy appeared in the sight of the two of them. He gently pushed open the gate of the castle, got in with a whoosh, and disappeared.

The gate of the ancient castle was opened a crack, and in the gap was a faint darkness, filled with eerie terror.

"I saw him." Guan Mingsong said, "It's all here, why don't you go and ask, lest you go back and feel uneasy."

Guan Mingsong was about to go forward when Song Jinfeng suddenly grabbed his arm and said nervously, "Hey, do you really dare to go?"

"What's wrong?" Guan Mingsong looked puzzled.

"I've been studying in Europe since high school, and I've lived in Europe for several years, much longer than you have been here."

"so what?"

"That's why I know that legends of scary castles are popular in Europe!"

"Horror Castle?"

"That's right. This kind of wild castle is the easiest to turn into a horror castle. It usually lives in ghosts, dead souls, and vampires. During the day, there are often unexplainable human voices in these castles. At night, children without tongues , a woman in a silk dress, and a man in blue will appear..."

The more Song Jinfeng talked, the more frightened he became, but Guan Mingsong just looked at him expressionlessly, and then blinked.

Guan Mingsong asked Song Jinfeng curiously: "Aren't you an atheist?"

Song Jinfeng: "Atheists can't be afraid of ghosts..."

Guan Mingsong said seriously: "In theory, atheists should not be afraid of ghosts." He lightly patted Song Jinfeng's hand and said, "Let's go, if you are afraid, just follow me."

Song Jinfeng was stunned for a while, then quickly said, "I'm not afraid, of course I'm not..."

Then he walked cowardly behind Guan Mingsong.

Guan Mingsong and Song Jinfeng stood in front of the castle gate.Song Jinfeng looked at the door leading to the unknown, and said thoughtfully: "Let's bet, there are vampires living inside. And..." He lowered his voice, and said quietly, "Maybe it's still a prince."

"Prince?" Guan Mingsong didn't know much about the classification of vampires.

"He is the head of the family. He holds the power of the vampire family and has extremely terrifying strength. He is a well-deserved big boss." Song Jinfeng said, his face changed.

Guan Mingsong looked at Song Jinfeng blankly, and said calmly: "Generally speaking, if you level up and fight monsters, you won't encounter a big boss at the beginning. You should fight from the rookie to the top."

Song Jinfeng suddenly realized, "You mean, it's just a last-generation vampire with basically no abilities living here? No, do the last-generation vampires also have their own castle?"

Guan Mingsong showed a reluctant smile to Song Jinfeng, and said, "After I go back, I must delete all the vampire movies on your computer."

"No, no, those are my private collections. I like vampire movies the most..."

Song Jinfeng was still protesting, but Guan Mingsong had already pushed the door of the castle.The gate opened, and the two entered the castle.They didn't see the boy, nor the vampire prince and the last vampire, but a weird Chinese "palace".

The pillars are carved with dragons and phoenixes; on the wall are pictures of the four gentlemen of plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum; all kinds of exquisite porcelain are piled up; the mahogany sofa is placed next to the porcelain...all the typical Chinese elements in the eyes of foreigners are all concentrated Here, however, Song Jinfeng and Guan Mingsong did not feel familiar, they only felt that it was extremely strange, even terrifying.

"Look up." Guan Mingsong said.

The second floor of the castle is like a huge cheongsam museum, they are hung on the wall and lined up one after another.Above each hanging garment, the face of the same woman is outlined in a stick figure, as if the garments were all intended for the same woman.The clothes all looked old and eerie in the dim light.

Among them is a plain-cut cheongsam with black and large sleeves, which seems to be the most expensive of these clothes. It is not hung on the wall like the other clothes, but is propped up by a complete bone model.The flat-cut cheongsam is different from the improved cheongsam. The improved cheongsam is "sexy under the package", while the flat-cut cheongsam has more oriental subtle beauty.

Guan Mingsong stood in front of this cheongsam supported by a complete bone model for a long time, and he always felt that something was wrong.

"I think I know why the boy gave me the note. Because I'm Chinese." Guan Mingsong said, "He led me to the Chinese Museum in this weird castle because he wanted me to help him do what?"

The two walked down a dark corridor. At the end of the corridor was a huge, closed door. "SOS" was written in chalk on the ground in front of the door.

Guan Mingsong and Song Jinfeng walked up to the "SOS" written in chalk. Guan Mingsong said, "It looks like it was written not long ago."

"That boy wrote it." Song Jinfeng said.

Guan Mingsong nodded, and he tried to push the huge door, but it didn't open.

Song Jinfeng put his ear against the door, listening to the voices inside.

Guan Mingsong observed Song Jinfeng's expression and asked him, "What did you hear?"

Song Jinfeng made a "shh" gesture and said, "Someone is singing inside. It's a man, an older man."

"What is he singing?"

"He's singing a song about love." Song Jinfeng closed his eyes, his eyelashes fluttered slightly, and listened intently to the singing in the door. "This is a ballad, which was typically popular from the 14th century to the early Romanticism. The melody of the stereotyped poem in the Middle Ages. It is characterized by a strong narrative in the lyrics and music.”

Guan Mingsong hurriedly asked: "What kind of stories did you hear from his lyrics?"

Song Jinfeng closed his eyes, pressed his fingers on his lips and made a silent movement, with a serious and serious expression.Song Jinfeng listened for a long time, and then said: "Many years ago, on a sunny morning, a man went down a small river in a small boat. The boat passed a stone bridge, and the man stood on the bow, raising his eyes. Looking at the stone bridge. The man did not think that this glance is a lifetime."

"What did he see?" Guan Mingsong asked.

"The man saw a beautiful oriental woman standing on the stone bridge. She was wearing a cheongsam, holding an umbrella, and wearing two braids. She didn't hold her head high like a Western woman, but slightly lowered her chest and bowed her head slightly. Her eyes are looking at the ground, and her powdery face is smiling, as shy as a new sprout in spring."

"and then?"

"Then, with a thought, the man jumped into the water from the boat as if possessed by a demon, and swam to the shore. He ran up the stone bridge, ran up to the woman, and asked her name affectionately."

"Have you asked?"

"No, because the reserved oriental girl was frightened by this drenched crazy man. She turned pale and backed away again and again. Her companions, a few boys came over and asked the man what he wanted to do. The man said he was not malicious, I just wanted to talk to the girl, but the frightened girl refused to talk to him; the man asked her companion where they were from, and the companion said that they were Chinese studying here. The girl followed her companion and left, and since then The man never saw her again, and wondered if she had gone back to China. Since then, the man thought about it day and night, and dreamed of that shy Chinese girl every night. Because of the girl, the man had a great feeling for China. He is obsessed with collecting Chinese things, such as porcelain, calligraphy and painting, and cheongsam."

Guan Mingsong heard this and said, "This man is the owner of this private castle."

Song Jinfeng opened his eyes and nodded, "It's not uncommon for the descendants of European nobles to own a private castle. The owner of this castle met a beautiful Chinese girl when he was young, and he never forgets it. In his private castle Created a Chinese museum."

"Because of falling in love with a person, I like a country, and I like the culture of that country. If it goes to the end, this is a good story." Guan Mingsong said.

"But if the obsession with love exceeds a certain level, it's a madman." Song Jinfeng added.

Da da da.There were faint footsteps in the corridor.

A pretty boy with blond hair and blue eyes appeared behind Guan Mingsong and Song Jinfeng without anyone knowing it. He should be sixteen or seventeen years old, but he is very thin, so he looks younger than his actual age.The boy's face is exquisite, with a touch of melancholy, his pale lips, like a plaster portrait copied by an artist.

The boy raised his head, his eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, and he looked at Guan Mingsong and Song Jinfeng faintly, as fragile as paper.

"My name is Ayler," the boy said in English, "inside is my grandfather Gilt. Gilt locked himself in it for many days, and he was going to starve himself to death in it, and he was going to sing and go to heaven, and The Chinese girl he loves." Aile sighed, and said: "Actually, Gilt has no blood relationship with me. After he met the Chinese girl, he had no intention of marrying someone else. I am a child in an orphanage , he adopted me, and I consider him my grandfather."

Song Jinfeng sighed: "It's so affectionate."

Guan Mingsong squatted in front of Ailer, looked at him, and said, "That Chinese girl will not go to heaven with your grandfather. In fact, they only met once, and your grandfather is crazy about it."

"I know." Ayler lowered his eyes, "I can't dissuade Gilt, but I can't just watch him die."

"So you gave me the SOS note. But I don't know very well, what can I do for you?" Guan Mingsong asked.