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Wheat didn't know how she endured it, and watching the woman in front of her take a bath in a wooden barrel full of blood was really against Wheat's inherent common sense. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Finally, Cynthia seems intent on putting an end to this act of tormenting Wheat's vision. With the sound of "rattling" water, she stood up from the barrel, and the splattered blood splattered on the ground, dotted and mottled.

Blood flowed down her skin, framing the curves of her perfect figure. If you ignore the bloodshot that is flowing down all over your body, it will be a very tempting body. Now the red bloodshot and the white and plump body form a stark contrast, producing a strange visual experience.

Cynthia picked up the dry towel on the shelf next to her and wiped the blood off her body. Suddenly, her body returned to a white and delicate appearance, and there was even a state of white and red.

While Cynthia was dressing, Wheat surveyed the room again. The room was very empty, with only a curtain dividing the room slightly into two parts. To Wheat, it seems that this room exists only for the purpose of placing this barrel. In such a secluded room, where almost no one usually comes, there was only a wooden barrel full of blood, which seemed to be a very important and private thing for Cynthia.

Cynthia changed into a new dress and her hair was spread out. It looks more homely, laid-back and charming.

Wheat looked at the bucket of blood that had regained its calm. I felt sick to my stomach for a while. Cynthia, on the other hand, walked over to a life-size mirror. Wheat can't help but speculate. This woman should be very fond of looking in the mirror, otherwise there would not be a waiting mirror in such an empty room. You know, in addition to the barrels, curtains, and hangers, there is almost only this large mirror left in this room.

As far as wheat is concerned, Cynthia should be a person who pays a lot of attention to her appearance. Or, with the pride and confidence she shows, she should be very obsessed with her appearance, and quite conceited. When I was in Cynthia's room before, Wheat noticed it. In addition to the regular vanity mirror, her room also has a life-size mirror and a wall mirror embedded in the wall.

People who like to look in the mirror so much must be very concerned about their appearance. In fact, it is also very easy to figure out, Cynthia seems to be a very wealthy type of person, looking at her dress and makeup, she also carefully maintains her beauty, and every time she presents herself in front of everyone with a glamorous appearance.

Just as Wheat was thinking this, Cynthia had already looked at her appearance through the mirror. She looked quietly in the mirror. In the mirror, I am still as charming and moving as before. Cynthia reached out and touched her cheeks, from her eyebrows to the bridge of her nose, and from the tip of her nose to her red lips, her fingertips sliding over her cheeks. Coming to the slender neck, she examined her beauty one by one.

But the next moment, her expression suddenly changed. Look at the barely visible wrinkle that pops up in front of you. Her eyes suddenly became fierce. With a wave of her hand to push the mirror down, she couldn't contain her anger.

"Boom!" The sound of mirrors falling to the ground rang out. Immediately shards of glass were scattered all over the floor.

Wheat was taken aback by her sudden demeanor and didn't understand why she had suddenly made such a move.

"It's not enough! Not enough! This is not the real me! Cynthia's beautiful face was slightly distorted with anger. She was a little hysterical, "My youth, my beauty, no one can take it away!" No one can ......."

Wheat stared at Cynthia's unusual behavior in a daze, thinking about what she had said. The real her? Youth? Good looks? What do you mean? Is there anyone who wants to harm her? Exactly, is there anyone who wants to jeopardize the youth and beauty she says she says?

As Wheat pondered this, Cynthia continued to murmur, "It's almost ...... It's almost there...... I'm almost going to be beautiful forever......"

Because of the hysteria just now, Cynthia was a little out of breath at the moment, but Wheat could still hear clearly. "Eternal beauty", the phrase caught the attention of wheat. Linking the words "youth" and "beauty" that Cynthia had just said, Wheat suddenly remembered some folklore materials that she had read before. Since it was necessary to check the relevant information of the ghost book before, it was indispensable for wheat to do some research on the customs and legends and anecdotes of this place. Although it is not a profound research, at least compared with the previous her, she knows a lot more.

She's only been to the school library at St. Francis School, and it's already very large and informative compared to ordinary libraries. Although there is still a gap between it and the municipal library in Montella, which Wheat has not visited, there is still a gap in terms of the number of ancient documents and materials. After all, the city of Montlia is a very bustling megacity along the coast, and its municipal library must have a certain size. However, judging from the materials that Wheat consulted in the library at St. Francis Academy, she did think of some related information.

I remember that in an ancient medieval continent, there was once a living creature that was circulated. These creatures feed on flesh and blood and enjoy eternal life. They are powerful, full of energy, and never age. At the same time, they are also very mysterious, no one has really studied them, and no one knows about them. The only thing Wheat knows is that at a particular time, these mysterious and ancient creatures once caused panic on that continent. They live alongside and are above and dominate humans. In the medieval era, when the ancient culture was not yet enlightened, they were the hidden hegemons hidden in that continent.

However, while most people are afraid of these creatures, there are still a few people who yearn for them. Many people follow in their footsteps, trying to get close to them, study them, and obtain the secret of eternal life. Yes, there are some people who once wanted to break the laws of nature and gain eternal life through this creature, even if it meant that they would become demonic beings like this monster.

Most of these seekers are unknown, and finally drowned in the dust of history. However, there is a small group of people who have left a description similar to folklore in history. (To be continued.) )