This is a very strange place and era for them.

The European-style house made of marble is in front of a magnificent and beautiful manor. From a distance, young and middle-aged men and women in rough clothing can be seen working in the field. Occasionally, a light carriage will pass by. The blond girl in a luxurious dress was talking and laughing in it.

However, their appearance that is obviously out of place here has not attracted anyone's attention-they have entities, which was verified when Cattail accidentally stepped on the cow dung in the field and almost slipped.But it is true that no one can see or hear them, and it feels strange to touch them, as if blocked by a thin wall. Obviously, if you stretch forward a little bit, you can touch them, but you just can't move on.

"Sure enough, this is her past." As the captain, Yamabukiri finally came to this conclusion.

"Here, is it a foreign country?" Gu Gu looked around again, and it seemed that a huge dilapidated Colosseum could be seen in the distance, and the architectural style was completely Western.

"It shouldn't be wrong, the general seems to have been in foreign countries for some time before." Yao Yan looked back at the gorgeous house with the closed door behind them, thinking that the god judge of this era is probably here.

"Then, the master of this era is here, right?" Fudo noticed Yaken's gaze, and followed the direction he was looking at the house.

"We can only move around here at most, and we can't go out any further." Dadianta tried to go for a walk for a while, and came back after almost getting an idea of ​​the edge.

"Then the main hall should be here. The problem now is how to get in." Cattail stared at the strong gate. If the owner didn't open it, they could only force their way in. There aren't many, but if you force it, you will definitely attract people, and it will easily add unnecessary trouble to the god judges of this era.

Just as they were thinking, the door suddenly opened, and a girl dressed like a maid came out in a hurry, holding some garbage in her hand, probably to dispose of the garbage, the door was still slightly open, and they quickly seized this opportunity walked in.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the house is extremely luxurious. There are many huge crystal chandeliers hanging, detailed carvings can be seen everywhere on the ceiling, one oil painting after another is hung on the wall, and many decorations are placed on the small table. Vases and carpets are also exquisite and complicated patterns...

It is the extreme opposite of the style of the house that the God Inspector lived in when he was young.

And different from the God Inspector who lived alone at that time, you can clearly see the busy servants in this house, but although there are a lot of them, they all move on tiptoe, unbelievably quiet, as if they are afraid of disturbing who the same.

The entire house was surrounded by low air pressure that was difficult to shake off, and people were restrained from moving.

At this moment, there was a distinctly brisk footstep sound, which was incompatible with the atmosphere in the house, a relaxed atmosphere.

The brown-haired young man has a handsome appearance mixed from east to west. His soft hair is a little long, and he casually tied it into a small strand hanging behind his neck. His skin is very white, even morbidly white, which is the most attractive What caught the eye was his smile—at first glance, it looked gentle and compassionate, giving them the illusion of seeing the God-inspector in Honmaru, but when they took a closer look.

No matter how similar the mold is, it feels completely different inside.

Especially his eyes.Although what they saw was only the lower half of the face of the judge, they could tell that the smiles of the two people were absolutely different.

The man's smile was twisted and morbid.

All the servants stopped their work when he appeared, bowed their heads deeply, and waited for him to pass by without daring to move.

"You're new here, aren't you?" He suddenly stopped in front of a maid and asked.His voice is low and gentle, lingering and intoxicating.Although he spoke a foreign language, they understood what he said.

"Yes, I'm Eleanor Marino, who was just hired yesterday..." The young girl with blond hair and freckles had a little blush on her youthful face, and she shyly answered the youth's question.

"Then Eleanor, I want to ask you..." The young man's smile became softer, and the blush on Eleanor's raised face became deeper. "The person in the deepest room, is he awake?"

Eleanor's expression suddenly became a little dazed, but looking at the young man's handsome face, she thought for a while, making her smile look more innocent and lovely. "Yes, I'm awake."

The girl was full of joy, thinking that such an answer would win the joy of the questioner, after all, it was almost noon now, although she had never been close to the deep room at all.

As she expected, the young man's smile deepened after hearing her answer, and in the next moment, he said in an extremely gentle voice.

"You're fired, Miss Eleanor."

"Get out of here in 3 minutes or I'll hang you on the gallows."

"You should be glad you just lied, not really getting close there."

"Now, you still have two and a half minutes to leave."

Eleanor's face turned pale all of a sudden, and she subconsciously cast her eyes on the friends she had met before, but the girls all shy away from meeting her eyes, and only one of them reluctantly mouthed to remind her—"Hurry up!" Run, he's serious."

Eleanor didn't dare to stay any longer, she left here hastily.

The young man watched her leaving back, the deepening smile on his face faded away, he quietly glanced around at the servants who were still bowing their heads, and then walked into the depths of the house.

There was a strong lock on the innermost room. The young man smiled and took out the key, and opened the lock with a click. The Fusangshen followed him and entered the room before he closed the door.

The interior of the room is different from the luxury and splendor of the exterior, it is simple and unadorned—or in other words, it is so simple that it does not look like a room where someone has lived for a long time, except for the bed in the room.

But the eyes of the Fusangshen soon stopped at the bed itself, and all focused on the person lying quietly on the bed.

The long white hair was scattered on the big bed, and the soft quilt covered the person's body, only revealing the parts above her neck, but they didn't know whether she was awake or asleep.

All of her exposed skin was tightly wrapped in white bandages.

Yao Yan frowned slightly as he looked at such a judge.

"Sister, are you awake?" The young man sat on the edge of the bed and asked softly in her ear.

She didn't make any sound, didn't even move, but the young man smiled sweetly like a child. "Are you awake? Then I'll help you up, wait a minute."

He got up and took a big, soft pillow from the side, and then helped the examiner so that she could lean on the soft pillow.All the actions were done by the young man, and the judge was like an unconscious puppet, allowing him to manipulate it at will.

After asking the judge to get up, the young man took the comb again. "What kind of hairstyle does my sister want? I'm working hard to learn."

The judge still didn't give him any response, but he seemed to have received an answer, and after a few "hmmmm", he started to do her hair.

During this period, Yamabuchi tried to talk to her, but they also didn't get any response. They didn't dare to touch her. When they didn't know the reason why she was wrapped in bandages, they tried their best to avoid all accidents. possibility.

After helping her comb her hair, the young man quietly admired his masterpiece, and then asked her like a child eager to ask for a reward. "Sister, do you think it's pretty? Am I doing well?"

no answer.

But he smiled contentedly. "I knew my sister would compliment me. My sister always thinks I'm the best, right?"

He looked out into the bright sunshine. "It's almost time to go out, sister, I'll get ready after I help you get dressed?"

As he spoke, he took out the long skirt from the closet and carried it to the God Inspector's bed, and he lifted the quilt without hesitation.

From head to toe, the judge was tightly wrapped in white bandages.

The young man skillfully helped her put on her clothes, let her sit on the edge of the bed, and then opened the door and went out. After he closed the door, he could still hear the crisp sound of the lock being locked.

The inquisitor, who they thought was unconscious, really sat quietly by the bed, and did not fall down. She was like a large doll, randomly manipulated into any shape, and then fixed like that .

"Master, can you hear me?" Fudong stepped forward to try to communicate with her, but she didn't even move, only the very faint sound of breathing proved that she was a living creature.

"There is no sickness on your body...why do you have to wrap it up like this?" Dadianta murmured and wondered. "...Moreover, the atmosphere here... is really annoying, but it's also reassuring..."

There was another sound from the door, and the door lock was unlocked. The young man just now went back and forth. The difference was that his hand was pushing a simple wooden wheelchair.

He walked over, picked up the interrogator easily, and put him on the wheelchair.

"I've already dispersed everyone around me, including the servants, so sister don't need to be shy." He said happily, pushing the wheelchair and leading the interrogator out the door, and the fusangshen could only follow.

Sure enough, as he said, all the servants who were still in the house just now disappeared, and the outside scene seen through the window, the people who were working just now were gone, and even the occasional passing carriages did not appear.

He chattered on and on about some recent events in one side, about the handling of the family, about the communication between nobles, some interesting things about trade, and some scandals about the royal family. He talked about what he thought of very casually, just like going home Afterwards, it is like a child who communicates with his parents what happened in the school.

The Fusangshen finally stopped at the edge, but they were still moving forward. In front of them was a cabin that looked like it had just been completed, which was a little rough.The Fu Sangshen watched the two of them enter the log cabin.

Maybe take a break in the log cabin?

Just as they were thinking this way, the young man pushed an empty wooden wheelchair out of the cabin, and then slowly walked towards them.When he got very close to them, but still outside the edge, he stopped.

Just when they were wondering what he was doing, the cabin.

It burned up.

The raging flames instantly enveloped the entire log cabin, burning everything with high temperature without mercy.

The young man suddenly laughed, the laughter became louder and distorted, and finally turned into a cry.

"You're burning today too, sister."

The author has something to say: By the time I start writing

I've lost my 7w soul

Should be able to pick up the bag tomorrow

So the bag will be able to appear in the next chapter

In addition, this time I was really full of malice towards Dao Dao...

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like