Moran stood outside the castle again, suddenly feeling like a fool.

So obviously something was wrong in front of her eyes, and she didn't even notice it?!

Obviously, the outside of the castle is crawling with vines, and it looks like an uninhabited castle that has been idle for a long time...... These vines are not only crawling all over the castle walls, but also the glass!

But when they looked inside, the glass was new and translucent.

Moran took two steps forward this time and took a serious look, and could even see that some of the glass had shattered, and some vines had drilled into the gap.

And the room behind the glass was so dark and dilapidated, covered with dust and cobwebs, full of ghostly castle feeling, without the warmth and brightness that Moran had seen before......

If you squint and look closely, you will see that those black marks are not dirt, but patches of blood, which match the lingering bursts of blood and rancid stench in the air.

Moran's first reaction was...... Illusion ability?

But then he shook his head and muttered to himself.

"How is that possible? This must be haunted by ghosts! After all, I live in an ordinary, boring, and ignorant age! Strange powers or something, absolutely impossible!"

She had enough of the loss of the ability, and she subconsciously trembled at the thought of the group of crazy people who rushed to death for the mutation crystal nucleus.

Moran felt the root of the wall and walked forward, looking for an entrance that would allow her through.

Finally came to the back door of the castle.

It was a heavy, dilapidated wooden door, held in place by rusty iron bars, and the rusty padlock on it had been somewhat deformed, and it looked like someone was trying with all their might to break through the door, but it didn't work.

Moran took out the dagger and said goodbye forcefully, and the padlock fell in response.

"It's a pity, if you hit it again, this door lock will break......"

The wooden door was opened, and the smell of blood and corruption rushed straight into her nose.

Although it was only for a moment, the corridor of the castle in front of her seemed to have become the city full of corpses, and the wailing zombies dragged their mutilated legs and moved slowly towards her.

Moran hadn't felt such a strong smell of disgust in seventeen years, and she had to stand still for a while to get used to it.

Coming back to his senses, Morando glanced at the wooden door......

Then the light from the outside world showed that the inside of the wooden door was covered in pitch black blood, on the walls on either side, and on the ground.

But I don't know if she should be glad or not, because here, she doesn't see the owner of the bloodstains.

Moran thought to himself, what the hell is going on here? Is it a group of people blinded by ghosts fighting each other, or is there a real monster here that can hurt people? If it's the latter......

Moran's mind is full of zombies.

She shook her head vigorously, then affirmed in her heart.

- It must be the Chimera, yes!

The Chimera has several biometric synths, and alchemy is the easiest thing to come up with!

Alchemy is very much in line with the characteristics of this era, so if there is a monster, it must be the Chimera!

Moran turned around, carefully closed the back door, and then, instinctively, fumbled in the dark.

Ordinary people are in the dark in this situation, and they only feel fear, but for her, it is full of security.

As his eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness, Moran also noticed that the layout of the houses around him began to look familiar.

This is supposed to be a living room, right?

Moran stepped forward and pushed open the door with a gap.

Sure enough, the layout of the house was the same as when she first arrived, but everything was in tatters.

There was no lit fireplace, and the whole house became gloomy and cold.

"Hey, wait, that's ......"

Moran looked at the oil painting above the fireplace in amazement, the content of the painting completely changed.

The people in the painting are a man and a woman with the same movements.

The woman was the Selenya that Moran had seen just now, but her expression was much more gloomy and she didn't smile.

And the man standing beside her......

His face had been cut by a sharp blade, and he couldn't see what it was at all.

"This painting...... It seems that Selinya has a deep grudge against her husband, and she must have been killed by her husband and turned into a ghost wandering here......"

Moran muttered, looking at the painting earnestly.

Although there are no iconic marks on the man's body, judging from the remnants of the painting, the man's hair color should be the same gold as the woman's.

"If it's blonde hair, it can't be Silai. She suddenly became happy.

Not far away, on the tabletop, there were still the cups and plates she had used to visit, and the sweet and delicious biscuits inside had turned into a black crumb, exuding a strange smell.

Moran could only tell that these things should not be from the human body, but he didn't know what they were......

She didn't want to know, either.

Moran was glad in her heart, fortunately she didn't touch these cookies just now, just took a sip of black tea......

"Hey, black tea......"

Moran silently looked at the black teacup over there, and then saw the gray water with some leaves floating on it.

"It's not human blood, and there's no bugs, it's really good......"

Moran breathed a long sigh of relief.

"What about these things......

Moran suddenly thought about the gemstone jewelry lying quietly in his pocket.

And the moment Mo Lan took it out, they slammed into clouds and dissipated.

Moran's expression became strange, clutching his left chest, full of heartache.

"My gold and rubies ......"

Moran thought to himself, where is this Selenya's unjust soul? It's clearly a vixen! I can't do anything but illusion! Can't I have those real things? Even if it's a cursed gold jewelry...... Anyway, at least it's true!

Moran searched the parlor again, and after making sure that he didn't find any more information about the owner, he left the place and decided to look elsewhere.

Moran and Silai's path is almost identical.

Seeley opened several doors, and found that behind them were exactly the same rooms, but in Moran's eyes, most of them had lost the protection of the doors, and he could see the tattered appearance inside at a glance.

The furniture and facilities inside are different, there are utility rooms, servants' rooms, pantry rooms, smaller waiting rooms, etc...... But they are just as tattered.

Along the way, Moran finally stood in the bronze standing birdcage around the corner.

Unlike other tattered things, only this one is brand new, with bird food and water inside, and there is one in the tray place......

Fresh dead rats.

"Wronged souls still raise birds? But what kind of bird eats dead mice......" Moran muttered.

The new birdcage didn't attract Moran for long, and she decided to move on.

- Let's find Silai as soon as possible.

The unjust soul seemed to like Silai very much, but Moran was not sure that Silai was safe now.

And Moran was also puzzled, why did this unjust soul know about Silla's name and split personality?

Maybe an ancestor or something?

Moran guessed wildly, walked a few corners, and came to the hall, but just as he was about to step forward, he suddenly heard the sound of slight footsteps.

Da Da Da –

And the owner of the footsteps was walking straight towards the hall.