There is no free lunch in the world.

Under the full moon, he finally realized that even if there were parrots as a substitute, the Seven Days Sutra was not free.

"Think about the benefits..." The parrot reminded: "You have also received the souvenir of the sun never set."

If it weren't for the purpose of finding a godson to support his elders, this organization wouldn't have appeared at all.

When Qi Tianhe was digging tunnels, the remaining three players sat back to the long table. The player who had lost a tooth before had difficulty opening his mouth. He turned his head and asked Liu Tianming next to him with his eyes... Was that person just now out?

Liu Tianming had a premonition that Qi Tianhe would definitely come back.

But the process may be a bit difficult.

The butler walked over from the windowsill and explained what to pay attention to: "The count pays great attention to sleep, so it is best not to disturb her at will."

Liu Tianming: "When will we meet the Count?"

Housekeeper: "A reserved lady will not appear in front of strange men at will, especially now your love for the Count is not sincere."

"False." The tall man who said this was a tall man with only one rose petal. His eyelashes were very long and he played with the only petal indifferently, and he was not afraid of accidentally crushing it.

The player with tooth loss couldn't help but feel aroused in his heart. He didn't know if he should say he was fearless or had no brains.

I thought that the other party had sent copies more than ten times, and I judged that I was vaguely biased towards the former.

The housekeeper really didn't care. After all, the man had said before that he might have killed the count. With this premise, if he was arrogant in the future, he would be in line with his personality.

Qitianhe was still digging soil outside, and the parrot advised him to dig a wall or destroy the door.

Qi Tianhe: "It is easy to leave a bad impression."

The parrot's indifference reminds: "It won't be worse than it is now."

Qi Tianhe still tends to dig: "There are large areas of roses planted in the yard. In countless dark stories, there are corpses or something that must be buried under the flowers. Perhaps the butler will put me in again because he is worried that I will dig out what I shouldn't have."

What he lacks the most is patience and concentration on digging the soil. The crows that had just been scared away by the parrot flew back again. Before they opened their throats, the squeaking sound appeared first.

The door opened, the butler was now at the door with a tense face, and then turned around and walked towards the castle standing under the clouds.

Qi Tianhe treated it as a silent invitation, patted the ashes on his hands and followed behind and walked in.

He is back in the familiar dungeon scene.

The housekeeper took the lantern handed over by the maid and led the player up the long circling stone steps without saying a word. The stairs were very dark, and a table would stick out every few meters of the wall, with candles as thick as bowls on it.

Qi Tianhe thought there would be a hidden danger of fire, but when he looked again, there were no curtains in the castle, and the walls were cold stone walls. The hall chief had a table flag on the table, but at this moment the maid had already put out the candle and replaced it with an oil lamp.

When he was about to reach the end of the stone steps, Qi Tianhe implicitly reminded: "My rose petals..."

At least give me some meaning.

The housekeeper stopped, turned his head and his face was overexposed under the dark light of the lantern, which seemed extremely strange.

Qi Tianhe finally got a relatively complete dried rose flower second only to Liu Tianming. Putting aside physiological problems, at least he did not make any mistakes in principle.

The area of ​​the second floor is even larger.

Unlike the luxury of a traditional castle, the walls are empty and even a decent portrait cannot be found. Excessive simplicity creates a beauty close to the original. If you insist on any decoration, it is the red velvet carpet under your feet, which extends to almost any corner, and even the gaps in the corners of the wall are tightly stuffed.

Qi Tianhe witnessed the monotony of the surrounding environment and felt the illusion of standing alone in a large stage theater.

I just don’t know what scene will be about to be staged here.

The housekeeper stretched out his arms and pointed the lantern in one direction. A closed door could be seen at the looming end.

"It's the Earl's residence." The housekeeper: "She likes quietness and hates hearing the sound of walking."

The exaggerated and heavy red carpet provides evidence for this.

The distance between the rooms is very wide, and the housekeepers allocate them one by one. The more rose petals the people live, the closer they live, that is, the closer they are to the Countess.

Qi Tianhe is next to Liu Tianming, but there are three stone pillars between the two. The temperature inside the house is very low, and the iron window is only the size of a fan. Qi Tianhe stands by the window and feels like he is in jail.

Dongdong!

Someone is knocking on the door.

"who?"

The people outside the door don't speak.

Qi Tianhe held the talisman in his hand, opened the door, and stood outside the maid holding a tray.

“Your water.”

There was only a glass of water in the tray, and the color was a little turbid. Qi Tianhe took it over and shook it for a while, and white particles could be vaguely seen.

"I wish you a good dream," said the maid.

She stood at the door, without forcing Tianhe to drink, nor had any intention of leaving.

Qi Tianhe thought about it and realized that he was waiting for him to close the door.

After the door was closed, Qi Tianhe sat down with a cup: "The door has a good sound insulation effect, and the space is very large, so it is difficult to hear what happened in other houses."

The parrot nodded slightly.

Qi Tianhe pursed his lower lip, and there was a more realistic question in front of him, whether to drink this water or not.

The parrot did not express his opinion, so Qi Tianhe naturally would not turn to it for help in everything. He stood up and walked around the room first: "There is no bathroom."

This means that from now on, as long as you want to go to the bathroom, you have to go out.

The two elements of the horror copy and the toilet in the castle corridor are connected together, which is definitely not a good sign.

I don’t know if it was his illusion, but the temperature in the room was slowly decreasing. Qi Tianhe put his eyes on the cup and no longer hesitated to drink it all in one gulp.

His head became drowsy in an instant. He did not resist this feeling, but instead breathed a sigh of relief. With a trace of consciousness that was barely remaining, he walked towards the bed, and rolled himself into the quilt, completely ignoring the human and ignoring it.

The position of the moon outside the iron window moved little by little. In the second half of the night, Qi Tianhe hummed twice like a dream, as if he could hear something, but he couldn't catch it clearly. He kept trying to hear it clearly, and in the process of this attempt, he woke up again.

It's dawn.

Just a little light dispelled the darkness in at least part of the room.

The gardener has already begun to work hard to trim the bushes beside the roses outside.

Qi Tianhe stood by the window and looked for a while, preparing to find a place to wash. This thick door was not pleasing and needed to use more effort when opening it.

With a force, the maid stood outside motionless as the door opened.

"Good morning," she said.

Qi Tianhe took a breath and couldn't play this game with bad heart.

The maid held the hot water and a cup of salt water to wipe her face in her hand, which could provide him with the easiest washing.

“…thank you.”

Wiping his face with a hot towel, Qi Tianhe accidentally glanced at the stone pillar in front of him, and there was an unnatural crimson red on the carpet. He paused his hand and walked over and squatted down, sure that he was not wrong, it was the dry blood.

Before Qi Tianhe could study it more carefully, a door behind the old man opened, and the other party was startled by the maid outside and cursed.

"Stop looking, it's my blood."

Because of a loss of teeth, I still talked vaguely after calming down.

Qi Tianhe turned his head and the man limped slightly when walking.

"What do you call it?" the man asked as he walked.

Qi Tianhe introduced himself, and the man looked at him with a strange look and said, "It turned out to be you."

Qi Tianhe: "We've seen it?"

"I've heard it." The man said, then stretched out his hand: "My name is Li Lian."

Of course, Li Lian didn't come here to make a relationship, but wanted to confirm something: "Did you drink that glass of water last night?"

Qi Tianhe nodded and understood the root of his tragic attitude: "Didn't you drink?"

Li Lian shook his head and then talked about his experience: "In the middle of the night, the temperature in the room dropped sharply, and there was also the sound of water drops."

Qi Tianhe could barely hear some in a daze, and it was certainly not an illusion.

The maid led the way, Qi Tianhe noticed that Li Lian was particularly concerned about the maid walking, and almost stepped on it according to the position of the other person's foot, which seemed to have some psychological shadow.

"Cold, there is also the sound of water..." Li Lian's face was gloomy: "Forcing people to go to the toilet at night, the most disgusting thing is that the windows are not closed tightly, and their stomachs start to hurt again."

Qi Tianhe thought of the blood on the ground: "Is there something in the carpet?"

“Glass slag and nails.”

In addition to decorating, people rarely choose velvet carpets, which can easily get stuck in food residues and dust and are difficult to clean. The owner of this castle has her unique idea and uses velvet carpets in all places where they can see them.

There is a purely competitive relationship between the four players. Li Lian was not revealing clues without reservation. The main reason was to determine whether the glass of water could be drunk.

Now that I know that water is mostly sleeping, I can’t help but regret that I made a sloppy judgment yesterday.

Liu Tianming and another player were sitting at the long table downstairs. There was no food served yet. The two sat face to face across the table without communicating. The parties involved were not embarrassed, but it made people a little unnatural.

Not long after Li Lian sat down, his face suddenly changed drastically, and then he lowered his head and walked back and forth on the ground, and ran upstairs again. When he got down again, his face turned gray and his eyes were staring at the rest of the people as if he was looking at a thief. In the end, he couldn't help asking: "Who did you take my rose petals?"

Liu Tianming and another man ignored him. Qi Tianhe picked up the honey water that the maid had just delivered to the table and drank, saying, "A piece of it is still gone?"
To be continued...