Unlimited Adventures

"Endless"

This was supposed to be an exquisite garden with a French style.

The buildings, roads, flower gardens, ponds, and flowers and trees all present the symmetrical beauty of classicism, full of an atmosphere of tame nature, no matter the area or the style is under the garden of Versailles.

However, it has not been repaired for too long, and even the most beautiful gardens are overgrown with weeds and dilapidated.

In the pool, the accumulated rainwater has turned black and exudes a disgusting smell.

The pine and cypress that should have been trimmed on both sides of the road were half dead, and the dry branches swayed in the cold wind, like a monster eager to rush.

The lush creepers are densely distributed on the castle in the middle of the garden. Although it is winter, this extremely cold-resistant species still connects it to a green ocean, and even the large windows are tightly blocked.

The sunlight passed through the gaps in the leaves, with a hint of green aura, not only did not bring the slightest warmth, but made the originally gloomy room even more gloomy and terrible.

"Squeak..."

‘Click...\’

In a room at the highest point of the castle, the decaying floor made a weird noise. A mirror hanging on the wall was still mostly intact. Inside, a thin guy was projected, rummaging around in the room. what.

On the other side of the wall, there is a small bookshelf, the surface of the books on it is intact, but when you touch it with your hand, it will be shattered and turned into dust left by the years, flying up with a strong musty smell.

He coughed violently, covered his nose with dissatisfaction and hummed twice, swept the books with his other hand, and when the dust settled, there was a seal carved with iris pattern on the back of the bookshelf. Nameplate.

He took out a magnifying glass, looked around the nameplate carefully, and then yelled joyfully: "Boss...Boss! There is a discovery here!"

Downstairs, Xie Wushun was pacing back and forth in the castle hall. Around the hall, there were paintings with extremely dark colors, but it might be a problem with the pigment material, which is still well preserved.

He was dressed in a black trench coat, a bit like the style worn by monks, with a small round collar and a hem right up to his knees, neatly packed, walking around in this dusty castle, but miraculously Spotless.

This gruesome and horrible broken castle was full of cobwebs. In his eyes, he looked at it one by one, just like the Louvre, his expression was calm as water, and occasionally he showed a glimpse of admiration.

These are portraits, each with a signature and date underneath. The time spans more than two hundred years from the seventeenth century to the nineteenth century, but the strange thing is that everyone in the portrait, no matter what he wears What's the difference in looks and background, but their faces are very similar, they look like the same person.

As soon as I saw the last few pictures, there was a call from upstairs. As soon as I looked up, a bare head appeared on the corridor of the highest part of the castle. The facial features were narrowed and he was waving his hands downward in excitement.

"Boss, it must be grin, those words are very similar to the ones that Yun drew me last time..."

As he shouted, there was a loud bang on the other side of the hall. A huge granite about a foot thick and two meters square stood up from the ground, and a giant came out from below, Zhang He opened his arms, pinched the huge palms on both sides, and lifted it up easily and put it aside, revealing a dark passage below.

The giant turned around and pointed at the passage with a silly smile and said, "Boss, I have found this too... From the garden, I got here directly. There should be a fork in the road... I'll look for it again!"

While talking, he took out a cell phone from his pocket, and went straight back, muttering: "Old irons, have you seen it? This is the famous haunted house in the suburbs of France. There is a secret path... every old iron gift, brush a wave, I will show you around..."

Xie Wuzhong looked in the direction where he disappeared, shook his head and said nothing.

This guy Wang Tao originally followed himself to make money, but he was still stubborn. Besides the negotiated salary, he didn't need a lot of money. He usually makes money by live broadcast. It is said that now he has a reputation on the underground live broadcast app. A lot of income.

It stands to reason that what Xie Wushu does is impossible in broad daylight, but this guy does things with a sense of measure. First, he never reveals his identity as the boss, and second, he never reveals his identity as the boss at the critical moment. It will be broadcast, and it is usually live broadcast of a dangerous thing, so he will go with him.

The main structure of the castle is made of granite. Except for some weathering on the outside and rotten wooden floor in the room, most of the places are still intact. Go up the stairs and quickly reach the top floor.

Monk Jia was guarding at the door, watching him come, triumphantly pointing towards the inner wall of the house: "Boss, right there..."

Even in such dim light, Xie Wuzhu still saw the nameplate at a glance, and finally a smile hung on the corner of his mouth. He patted Monk Jia's shoulder gently, avoiding the large and small holes on the floor. Go forward.

‘Surmount’, that was the name Saint Sherman used when he was in South Netherlands (Belgium), has long since disappeared in the dust of history, but now it appears in France.

Then, certain facts can basically be determined.

The nameplate is made up of strips of iris pattern, originally supposed to be gilded, but now the gold on it has fallen off, revealing a copper-brown texture~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Monk Jia followed him, grinning with big yellow teeth. He discovered this thing. According to the boss’s temper, those green ladies are indispensable. After Jie Wujie watched it for a while, he smiled and said: "Boss, this should be a mechanism, but I don’t I'm sure if I can still use it after so long, and I don't know if there is any danger, so let's stand outside the house first, let me try..."

Xie Wuzhong looked at him, and walked straight back. After a few steps, he appeared outside the door.

Although it was backwards, every step he stepped on was exactly the same as the steps he stepped on when he came, as if the video was playing backwards, which was very strange.

Monk Jia touched his body for a while, and he did not know where he found a bunch of clanging things. He lay on the bookshelf, holding a fine needle and a pair of tweezers in his hand, and got busy while working. , While still muttering: "Boss, it’s not what I said. Speaking of this craft, I say third in this world, but no one dares to say second. Who do you say is the first? Sun Dasheng, one There can be various changes in the hair, who can compare to him?"

He was talking about that, but his hands were kept for a while, busy around the nameplate like butterflies wearing flowers. A few minutes later, a crackling sound came. Monk Jia put down his tools and patted with both hands. He said cheerfully: "Boss, you're good!"

As soon as the voice fell, the pupils of Jie Wusui outside the door shrank, and there was a sudden buzzing sound in the walls around the house, and then there was a stormy whistling sound, and small black shadows whizzed out. ...

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