I was so shocked that my right hand was completely out of control, and I had to let him control it, and it was exactly right to the deadly position.

I don't understand why he is pushing me like this.

He knew that I couldn't hurt him, but he still had to gamble my life with my life.

"If this shot goes down, even if I don't die, I won't have the strength to stop you." His tone revealed no more indifferent ordinariness, but it was like countless scars on my heart, and the hilt of the knife was in his hand.

Every pulse beat was a clear pain, and I had never wanted to abandon myself with a gun, the appearance of my killing, and I hated myself even more for not being able to stop.

"If you're afraid, hit this side," he shifted the muzzle of his gun a centimeter toward the center of his ribcage before letting go of my wrist, "it won't die, but it's good enough." ”

I frowned, and my voice squeezed out of my throat, "You think I wouldn't dare?" ”

I regret the words as soon as they come out, what am I talking about!

"Then shoot, don't you want to get out? So that no one will stop you," he smiled inexplicably, with a bit of sadness, "Maybe I also need someone to stop my behavior, so that I can let you do what you want, but I can't control it at all, and I can't escape this obsession, where can I escape, when I breathe, when I get drenched in the rain, when I close my eyes, I feel that you are everywhere." ”

He took a step closer to me, the gun in his hand digging deeper into his chest.

"No......," I whispered, my heartbeat almost suffocating.

However, his voice began to rage. People are also approaching, "Shoot, if you don't like it." Just lift this damn block, get rid of this concern that bothers you! ”

I retreated layer by layer with his footsteps, my eyes were already trembling, Si Tianzhe, you are really ruthless enough, how can you force me to attack you after disturbing my mind.

But his aggressive words did not follow. The pressure was on the verge of crumbling my defenses, "What are you hesitating about, it's not a difficult decision, is it?" You can rest assured. Even if I die, no one will hold you accountable—"

As he spoke, he put a handful on the back of my cold hand and found my index finger holding the trigger. Apply force to press.

"Don't!"

I shouted. Almost a moment before he realized it, he quickly withdrew his hand, and the gun was dropped on the ground with a snap, and nothing happened.

I stared at the gun on the ground in horror, my instincts stagnant, and I couldn't remember the few seconds that had passed.

I couldn't bear the intense pain that filled my mind, and I ran out of the door.

In one fell swoop, he ran to the underground of the castle, during which time the lighting system in the mansion had been restored. The long corridor underneath flanked with a silent fire, and I leaned against the wall beside me. I couldn't stop gasping for breath, as if I had just experienced a cold drowning, and I still have palpitations.

After a while, I slowly recovered, and my eyes began to be attracted by the pattern in front of me.

This is a very rare underground chamber in Hill Castle, and even I, who came to Hill's house several times to play when I was a child, never came in. Phyllis's performance shows that what she wants is not in Mr. Hill's room, and if it is hidden, it is very likely to be hidden here.

On both sides of the quiet corridor were neatly arranged rooms, which stretched to the far end, and at the end of the corridor was a room facing me, which looked larger.

I tentatively twisted the handle of the room next to me, and the door slowly opened, revealing a dusty room filled with all sorts of precious musical instruments, encased in glass cases, which seemed to be Mr. Hill's treasures.

I shook my head and closed the door.

I'm afraid that's probably the case with these rooms on either side, I thought to myself, and my eyes fell straight to the room at the end.

Walking straight away, the heavy metal door door was locked and closed, I checked the lower keyhole, it should be a key with a complicated handle pattern, if there is an ancient family secret behind this door, then there will be a total of two keys, one of which is in the hands of the person in charge, and it is currently Phyllis? Hill, and the other should be hidden in the castle.

I'm afraid I'll have to go to Mr. Hill's room.

I came to the second floor, there was Si Tianzhe's man guarding the corridor, but he was no longer here, so I gathered my mind and went straight to the room to search.

Twenty minutes passed, and I had searched all the hidden corners of the room, large and small, but I could find nothing, and I leaned back on the edge of my desk, sighing in frustration, not to underestimate the ancient family's defenses. But this is not the way to go, although there are still things in the castle that Phyllis has not obtained, and if it is not necessary, she will not activate the explosion system to destroy the roots of the Hill family, but the longer it drags on, the more unfavorable the situation will be for me.

Wait, the ancient family?

What can be used as a symbol of an ancient family?

I suddenly understood, and quickly rushed downstairs.

The hall on the first floor of the castle is vast and secluded, and the old clock on the dome conveys the passage of time for hundreds of years, running every second, making a slight clicking sound in the silence, which is as deep as a deep darkness in the dark night.

The clock face shows 11:53.

I went straight to a bronze sculpture in the center of the hall, and on a half-man-high pedestal sat a tall jaguar, half-crouched, with its jaws raised and its eyelids half-closed, as if it were a soldier of a haughty grace but languid.

This predatory and flamboyant noble species is a unique symbol of the Hill family, and I remember a chance glimpse of it when I was a young man looking through the family histories of the various families at the Furcummins House, where the 14th-century rulers of the Hill family laid down a meticulous and elaborate secrecy at the beginning of the construction of the castle, a masterful design that reflects the essence and wisdom of the ancient family.

I looked up at the clock face, and at 11:58 the first quarter moon hung obliquely outside the castle, a faint glow gracefully flowing into the hall with the open door to my feet.

"When—"

The sound of the bell suddenly resounded throughout the ancient mansion, announcing the rhythm of 12 o'clock in the morning.

"When, when—"

I silently counted the frequencies, and when the bell struck the 11th sound, I held on to the solid statue and swirled the jaguar on the base with all my might.

"Click." The statue's half-closed eyelids suddenly opened, and my eyes were adjusted to the direction of the moon, and the shadow of the moon was reflected in the golden pupils.

"Knock-" The twelfth bell rang and fell, slightly unusual, indicating that the statue's mechanism was locked and could no longer be whirled. Thanks to the unique mechanism that is connected to it, it is only in the very short interval between the two strikes of the clock at 12 o'clock that the statue can rotate and open the eyelids for a whole day.

I watched patiently as the jaguar's golden pupils of special material gradually glowed with strange red veins under the effect of the reflected moon shadow, which gradually became clear through the special light design inside, and finally took on a pattern.

It is the same pattern of the lock hole of the door lock of the same room.

I jumped on the base of the statue and in front of the tall jaguar, my fingers tried to press down on its left pupil, and only when the pattern was fully revealed, the pupil could be pushed. Immediately, the jaguar spat out a long-handled golden key from its mouth.

The mechanism is exquisite, so perfect.

I clutched the key in my hand and jumped off lightly. (To be continued.) )