Du Buyi is a qualified drunkard alchemist.

During the pleasantries, his gaze was almost always fixed on the crate full of ale bottles.

That was until Carlos instructed one of the night watchmen to put the wine on the ground, and he himself took it up and respectfully placed it in Du Buyi's hand.

His fiery eyes gradually turned calm.

"Ahem—

Then the rest of us will go back, little one, come in with me. ”

Du Buyi glanced at Carlos, who was honest and smiling, and his face was full of satisfaction.

Carlos watched Uncle Grant and the others leave.

Holding his clothes, he followed Du Buyi's footsteps and walked into the alchemy hut.

When he entered the door, Carlos realized that he was worried that the house was too sloppy and unclean.

On the contrary, the house was exceptionally tidy.

The chalet is a standard two-storey wooden structure, with a wooden staircase leading upwards at the front, a cottage on the left and a hut on the left and a locked door on the right, and an open living room with several sofas on the left.

Carlos paced in, resting his things on the couch in the living room.

It's a very living room, and there is no trace of alchemy, which is very different from Carlos's imagination.

Actually, it's not to blame Carlos for thinking too much.

Even if he knew that he was coming today, Du Buyi was still wearing a wide pajama very casually, and it was hard to imagine that such an unruly old man would clean up the house so cleanly.

Carlos sat on the couch and found that even the couch cover had just been changed, and it exuded a faint soapy scent. After looking around the living room, he turned his head to find Du Buyi leaning against a dining table in the corner, already holding the ale bottle that he had just taken out of the box.

The heart said that I relied on this teacher is too unreliable.

Carlos didn't have a choice, so he could only ask cheekily, "Grandpa Du Buyi, oh no, teacher, which room do I live in?"

Du Buyi didn't look back, quickly pulled off the cork of the wine bottle, poured it into his mouth, and said vaguely,

"The bedroom is upstairs, there should be a vacant one, just find an unlocked room. ”

Carlos' eyes widened, almost thinking he had misheard.

It took a long time to confirm that the old man was serious.

After refreshing his three views on the old man Du Buyi in his heart, Carlos tried his best to maintain aristocratic etiquette, gritted his teeth and said, "Teacher, can I go up?"

Du Buyi whined twice and waved his hand, which was heard.

Carlos felt a burst of contempt for this drunkard teacher in his heart, and reluctantly picked up his clothes, which were a round older than him, picked up a satchel with some miscellaneous items in his hand, and walked hard towards the narrow wooden staircase.

The staircase slopes up like a path.

At the end of the path is the second-floor corridor, which is flanked by a symmetrical row of doors, all closed.

Carlos placed his things on the floor at the top of the stairs first, and found that there seemed to be a small plaque on each door, with a few small letters crookedly engraved on it.

Witch Room.

What the hell, Carlos looked at the first door in front of him, opened the small hanging plaque, and looked at the handwriting on it, almost shuddering.

Carlos said to himself, how can Du Buyi be like an old child, and take such an inexplicable name from the bedroom, is it interesting?

"I guess I've lived alone for a long time, so I have some quirks. ”

Carlos muttered, and gently pushed the door, the door was locked, maybe this was Du Buyi's bedroom.

It turned out to be called the witch's room, and Carlos suddenly felt a little chilly.

Then, he turned to look at the door behind him, where a plaque still hung from the same door.

The Monster Room.

Carlos sighed twice, "Who would dare to live in this name." ”

I pushed it again, but the door was still locked.

What's going on?

Could it be that this is for alchemy materials, and how is it also locked?

Carlos then walked into the second-floor hallway, where there were four more doors.

The nameplate at the entrance reads, in turn, the elven room, the orc room, the dwarf room, and the utility room.

A moment later.

Carlos stood at the door of the utility room, his face dark, the door in front of him was open, and inside were two rows of lockers leaning against the left and right walls, piled with a mess of things, and at the very back of the room was a low, empty wire bed.

The only good thing is that the room has a large floor-to-ceiling window on the side of the wire bed, which makes the whole room look very bright at least during the day.

"Teacher, why is the upstairs door locked?"

Carlos ran downstairs angrily, looked at Du Buyi, who had fallen on the table, resisted the urge to explode, and asked.

Du Buyi lay on the table and held the wine bottle in his hand, "It shouldn't be, there should be another door open, isn't it?"

"But it's a utility room. ”

"Really, it's good, it used to be a bedroom, there are doors, windows, beds or wires, hiccup... The most important thing is that it also has a separate toilet, which is a good environment. ”

Du Buyi said drunkenly, grinning in his mouth.

"Teacher, you give me the key, and I'll change the room. "Carlos couldn't stand it.

Du Buyi slowly took off a bunch of door keys from his waist, shook them and made a clanging sound, and finally slapped the dining table in front of him, burped and said,

"Hiccup... You can change it if you want, except for the key to the first room, I don't have it, you can live if you want to!"

Carlos was overjoyed, and he didn't particularly care about the small matter of why Du Buyi, the owner of the house, didn't have a key for the first key.

He stepped forward and took the key from the table.

There is a key, you don't say it earlier, it's better to change a room than to live in a utility room.

Walking back up to the second floor, Carlos took out the key and walked straight to the Monster Room, the witch room opposite it was the first room at the staircase, Du Buyi said that there was no key to it in the keychain, maybe it was lost, he didn't think much about it.

I compared it to the keyhole and tried twice to find the corresponding key.

Carlos looked happy and turned the key shaft to slowly open the door.

The room was pitch black, as if there were no windows, or were covered by thick curtains, and no light penetrated into it.

Carlos looked inside the chamber, but couldn't see anything.

He lifted his feet and tried to take a few steps inside, and gradually the roof of the house seemed to be slowly lifted, and natural light slowly shone in.

Carlos was a little surprised, could it be some kind of alchemist's high technology?

As he pondered, he saw the most terrifying and terrifying thing he had ever seen since he came into this world.

The first thing that caught my eye was a pair of big flickering eyes, and I don't know when I sneaked up in front of Carlos, and one eye alone was the size of a washbasin.

Those big eyes were watery at the moment looking at the uninvited guest in front of them.

In an instant, Carlos broke out in a cold sweat, his legs and feet trembled unconsciously, and he wanted to slowly withdraw from the house, but he couldn't move his legs.

"What a weird thing, this is. ”

Carlos held back his fear, closed his eyes, what the fuck and ran away.

Thinking about it, he turned around and pulled out his legs and ran out behind him.

"Bang!"

In fact, it was only two steps away, and Carlos rushed out of the house, slammed the door shut, and leaned against the door panel of the witch's room behind him, gasping for breath.

"What did I see? hallucination?" Carlos muttered to himself, looking scared.

It must be an illusion, the door of this house is less than a meter wide, Carlos thinks that the pair of eyes he saw just now may add up to one meter, if it is the whole picture, how big it will be, it is impossible to stuff such a large behemoth into this room.

Carlos comforted himself that his brain had been short-circuited a little after such a big stimulus.

I don't know if his brain was frightened, but at this moment, all of a sudden, he heard a sound of footsteps behind the door of the witch's room behind him, and the footsteps got closer and closer, and then the sound of someone turning the doorknob.

Carlos hadn't figured out what was going on.

The witch's door behind him was suddenly opened from inside the house, and Carlos was defenseless and plunged inside.