"Fun?" muttered the faucet cane, "What can you do, you're just a bad character!"

"If you speak ill of me behind your back, I'll make you stop talking for a year. The mysterious man said without looking back.

"How can there be! "How can there be!" The dragon cane hurriedly laughed and said, "How dare I say bad things about you behind my back!"

"If not, then hurry up!" the mysterious man gradually quickened his pace, "We'll have to set up the stage later." ”

"What stage?" The leading cane was a little confused at this time: "Haven't you already done what you should do? What else do you want to do?"

"Ask less and do more, and when the time comes, you just shut up and watch. The mysterious man snorted coldly and said.

"Okay, okay, you're the boss, listen to you. The dragon cane said helplessly.

......

Now the time has entered the middle of the night, and Zhao Xi and the three of them have also prepared their own things and can set off at any time.

The servants in the manor have already received Buffy's order, and naturally there is nothing to hinder the trip.

In fact, Buffy wanted to let the manservant who followed them during the day continue to go to the weird manor with them at first, and if something happened, he could leave someone to come out and inform him.

But Zhao Xi looked at the manservant's weak legs, and he really couldn't bear to toss such an ordinary person to take risks with himself.

So he rejected Buffy's kindness, and let the manservant escape.

After knowing that he didn't have to go to that weird manor, the manservant could almost emit two intense lights in his eyes when he looked at Zhao Xi.

If the male servants around are women, maybe they will all make a promise because of this.

However, even if Zhao Xi rejected Buffy's kindness, the merchant also sent some equipment needed to explore in the dark.

For example, ropes, windproof lamps, bandages, and some simple food are very well prepared.

Zhao Xi and the three of them also prepared some things they needed, especially Zhao Xi, who had already distributed some of the potions in the backpack to the second daughter, saving him no time in case the situation was critical.

And Cornelia also made two words of atonement for herself and Zhao Xi, saving herself from being killed in seconds by some strange means.

Dorothy used her strength to condense two necklaces and gave one to each of the other two, saving them from being controlled by any means.

After an afternoon of preparation, everyone was the most well-prepared, and the previous battles were too sudden, so they didn't have time to prepare so many things.

This time, I can use everything that everyone can think of, and I am fully armed to the extreme.

If such a result can't be defeated in the end, the three of them will only have one running word in the face of the manor.

Although it was the middle of the night, it was clear that it was still not time to rest in the manor area.

Many of the champions that Zhao Xi and the three of them passed were brightly lit and full of people, and there were many servants who kept coming in and out, carrying food and wine. It seems to be serving the food and drink inside.

But the closer you get to the manor where the accident happened, the bleaker the atmosphere in those manors becomes.

Even the houses around the manor were only lit up to show that there were still people living in them, and the others were pitch black, and it was not known whether the owner of the house had gone to bed early or had moved out of the place in too much fear.

But these have nothing to do with Zhao Xi and them, the most important thing for them now is to find out the situation of this manor.

The three of them had already arrived outside the manor, and the manor, which looked terrifying during the day, now looked even more terrifying.

Cornelia looked at the manor with a solemn face, not because she was afraid, but because she felt an aura that she didn't feel during the day.

In other words, there are really some "hospitable" mysterious creatures living here, and what the valet said is not a strange legend made up, but something that really exists.

"How's it going?" Zhao Xi came to Cornelia's side and asked, "Do you feel something?"

Although Zhao Xi's perception is not weak, he is better at perceiving murderous aura and the flaws of the enemy, as for perceiving this kind of unnatural creatures, it is not his strong point.

He vaguely felt that there was something wrong with this house, but he couldn't say what was wrong.

"There are indeed resentful spirits, so there is a good chance that you will have to be prepared for battle. Cornelia nodded slowly.

Zhao Xi and Dorothy on the side also nodded in response after hearing Cornelia's answer, indicating that they would be careful.

In fact, Dorothy could also feel that there was an ominous energy in this house, but she had no way to judge the specific form.

"So..."

Zhao Xi pulled out the long sword at his waist, and a shining starlight appeared in the originally dark night, and the long sword that was originally a little ugly became a little holy under the shroud of starlight.

"Let's go!"

As soon as the words fell, he strode into the manor first, and then the two girls followed without hesitation.

......

A young man with a somewhat pale face suddenly woke up from his dream, with a slight tear stain on his face, and when he woke up, he let out a violent coughing sound.

The cough was heart-rending, as if it was about to pull out the entire lung, and it was heard in the room. Starting point Chinese

When the old housekeeper who lived in the small room next to him heard the cough, he hurried from the room to the young man's bedroom.

From the panic of his steps, it could be heard that the old butler was really worried about the situation of the young man in the room.

However, the young man's coughing did not seem to be caused by some serious illness, and after coughing for a while, the young man's violently undulating chest slowly calmed down, and the whole person's face was full of lightheartedness.

"I'm so vulnerable... Not only the body, but also the fate. ”

The young man stared blankly at the roof, and muttered some words of despair.

"Young Master, Young Master, are you alright, Young Master!"

The sound of hurried footsteps accompanied by the shouts of the old butler reached the ears of the young man, and this cry full of worry finally awakened the young man's consciousness from his sinking.

The original godless eyes began to gradually regain their brilliance, and slowly leaned against the head of the bed to sit up straight, trying to make his state look better.

Just as the young man had just sorted out his posture, the old butler hurriedly pushed open the door and began to observe the situation in the house.

After seeing the young man sitting on the bed unharmed, he let out a long breath, and the whole person became relaxed, and the whole person leaned against the door frame in a gloomy manner.

Since the old butler is called the old butler, he is naturally not young, and at this time he has begun to gasp violently, obviously the wild run just now has consumed him a lot.

Strands of silver-white hair were scattered against his forehead, and sweat began to slowly flow down his forehead, leaving a trail on his old face.

When the young man saw the old housekeeper so tired, his heart was also painful, and he couldn't bear to let the old man run around so much for himself again.

After all, this old man grew up watching himself, and his place in his heart was only that of his father.

"I'm sorry, Uncle Lens, for worrying you again. ”

The young man reluctantly squeezed out a smile, wanting to use this smile to ease the nervousness of the old butler opposite.

"No... Ahem, ahem... It's okay. ”

As soon as Lance opened his mouth to say a word, he began to cough violently, apparently caused by the rush of running and breathing too quickly.

"Young Master, are you having that nightmare again?"

After the old butler calmed his breath, he asked cautiously.

Although the young man in front of him called him uncle, his attitude was still very respectful, and there was no unruly behavior.

"Is it a nightmare?" said the young man with a miserable laugh, "Uncle Lens, do you think so?"

"This..."

Lunce was speechless in the face of his young master's rhetorical question, and he didn't know how he could make his young master realize that all this was his fantasy, how could a person be resurrected after death? Obviously, everyone saw the corpse......

Regarding the old butler's reaction, the young man didn't have any other mood swings, just shook his head.

How could he not know that he was a madman in the eyes of others?

"A nobleman who has been crazy for several years. ”

When he thought of this, a chuckle came out of the young man's mouth, which seemed to be disdain for others and mockery of himself.

A chuckle contains complex emotions, and Lens, who has been by the side of the young man since he was a child, naturally heard from the laughter how complicated his young master's mood was.

But in the face of this situation, the old butler, who had a lot of experience, was helpless, so he had to remain silent and pretend to be dumb.

The young man also knew his situation, and he didn't care much about the old butler's reaction, but fell silent, and the atmosphere in the room was a little awkward for a while.

After a while, the young man coughed lightly, directly breaking the awkward atmosphere in the room.

"Ahem. ”

The young man's originally straight upper body was slightly complete at this time, and his body began to tremble slightly, as if his patience had reached the limit.

"Uncle Lens, go and rest, I'm a little tired, too. ”

"Well," Lens looked at his young master deeply and said, "Then young master, remember to rest well, there is still a meeting waiting for you to attend tomorrow." ”

"I see," the young man said, waving his hand, "I'll go back tomorrow." ”

"Then I'll step back first. ”

Hearing his young master's answer, Lens slowly exited the room and closed the door.

With the sound of the door closing, the young man on the bed could no longer hold on at this time, and the whole person collapsed on the bed, gasping for breath. It seems that sitting up straight just now is already a great drain on him.

And the old butler did not leave after closing the door, but leaned against the window on the side, looking at the illusory moon outside, his face was full of complicated expressions.

"In this world, there are always more people who are miserable. ”

As he spoke, the old man let out a long sigh, which then dissipated into the night sky.

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