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The sound didn't deter Barret, he walked into the bedroom with the rune weapon. And when he saw the source of the sound, he subconsciously clenched the weapon in his hand tighter.

The person who speaks..., to be precise, it should be the thing that speaks, the weird headboard of the big bed... in the corner of the room. The dome-shaped headboard was made up of a pile of bones of various shapes, and in the center of the pile of bones was a female zombie with only the upper body.

The two arms of the zombie hang down from the sides of the body, the entire sternum is fully opened, and the ribs are stretched out to the left and right like wings. The inside of the chest cavity is empty, with no internal organs, but there is a strange pillow-like thing placed there.

When Barrett was reading the diary of the owner of the tower, he felt that after more than two thousand years, the owner of the tower still seemed to retain a lot of humanity. Because of the trivial complaints and memories in the diary, it feels very human to read. After coming to the second floor, the decoration style and furniture types here also deepened his impression again.

But after seeing this extremely weird bedside now, his impression and senses were completely shattered in an instant. How could anyone use such a thing as their bedside? It is better to sleep directly in the coffin, but it will come naturally.

The female zombie with long hair looked sideways at Barritt. There was a huge scar on her neck that ran across half of her neck. Although the scar had been neatly and tightly sewn, when she turned her head sideways, Barrett would still involuntarily worry that the scar would be torn apart because of this, and then the reasonable head would be shaken into the chest, which was a bit terrifying.

The female zombie stared at Barrett with her cloudy white eyes, "Please tell me, who are you?" she asked again.

This is a difficult question to answer. You can't say that you are a thief who came in to steal something. "We?" Barrett thought for a moment, "We are servants, yes! Master's new servant." He lowered the tip of his sword and said solemnly.

With the appearance of this undead, she doesn't seem to move around often, and she doesn't wander around in the tower, so she has very little information, so she shouldn't be able to tell the truth of this sentence.

"New servant?" The female zombie who was used as the head of the bed tilted her head, and the rotten flesh around the wound was slightly deformed due to the sutures being pulled as hard as possible. "You are also the master's servants like me?"

"Of course!" Barrett pointed to himself, "I am a dedicated guard!"

"Guards? The master never let the guards enter the tower before." The female zombie's expression was a little puzzled, "He once told me that if even Bessie couldn't stop the intruders, there would be more arrangements. Guards are useless, they just distract him."

Are there any guards in the tower? This is very good news!

"I thought you were intruders before." The female zombie said again, "because no other servants have ever entered this room except the master."

"Intruder, how is that possible." Barrett smiled shyly, "Well, we still have work at hand, so let's go first." He was about to leave with the little ghost.

Barrett had observed the room as a whole when he was talking. There's not much here, except for the eerie and abrupt bed where the female zombies are, the room also has a map-like mural, two decorative lampstands, and three chairs with beige velvet cushions. .

And none of these things seemed worthwhile, so Barrett decided to try his luck on the next level.

"What about her?" The female zombie looked at the little ghost beside Barret again, "Is she also a guard?"

"I am a bard!" The little ghost took over the topic without authorization, "I am responsible for telling stories for the master! I have many stories, adventures, wars, do you want to hear them? Say it in advance. , I don't tell a love story unless it's an adventure."

"Eve..." Barrett glanced at the little ghost, "Let's get out of here! Don't disturb this, um, this lady's rest."

"The master needs to rest, but I don't." The female zombie replied, "He will lie in my body and let me massage his head. Occasionally, when he is in a good mood, he will tell me some interesting things that have happened recently. , and then slowly entered the long sleep. However, the time when the master comes to rest is less and less, do you know where the master is now?"

"He's gone," Barrett replied hastily. "I don't think he'll be back anytime soon. That, I mean 'short time', maybe, probably, maybe longer." I want to say yes," You know, we're undead, and we're not exactly sure about time."

"It's okay, I don't have anything to do except wait anyway." The corners of the female zombie's dry mouth rose slightly.

Is that a smile? Barrett wasn't sure if it was his dazzling just now.

"Then do you want to listen to the story?" The little ghost asked again reluctantly.

"Miss Eve!" Barrett glared at the little ghost, "Did you forget we still have something to do? We have to leave."

"But this sister is very pitiful." The little ghost said with a pouted mouth.

There are a lot of poor people, and the lovely people in the thorn tent are also very pitiful. I have tried my best to help them. And this one in front of her, let her stay here in peace.

"I'm not pitiful, I feel honored to be able to serve the master." The corners of the female zombie's mouth rose again, and Barrett was sure that it was a smile~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but she couldn't feel happiness from it.

"That..." The expression on his face suddenly became serious, and the tip of the rune weapon slowly raised, "Are you feeling pain? Maybe I can help you out, I mean, rest. You may need a good night's sleep. Last sleep."

"Pain, no. Why do you ask that?"

"It's nothing, just ask casually." Forget it, I shouldn't help others decide their fate, "We're leaving first." He glared at Little Ghost and glared the latter out angrily.

"Wait a minute." The female zombie called out Barritt, "Can you say hello to me when you meet the master, I miss him a lot." She whispered.

"No problem." Barrett nodded, then he stood at the door of the room silent for a while, before opening his mouth a little awkwardly, "Well, do you know where the master hides all those valuable things? You know, I It's a guard, and I need to help my master take care of those things."

"Something of value?" the female zombie thought for a moment, "if it's not in the laboratory on the third floor, or in the warehouse on the fourth floor, I'm not sure. The master told me before that he used A lot of things were exchanged for Bessie, but he thinks that even if the price is higher, it is still a good deal, because the number of rainbow dragons is getting fewer and fewer, whether they are dead or alive. This is the master's original words , so I think there shouldn't be too many valuable things left by the master."

"Thank you, I'll take a look." Barrett left the room and took the little ghost to the next floor of the tower.

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