The moment she stepped on the steps, Lin Sanjiu almost thought that she was about to be teleported away again—a flower in front of her, she calmed down, and saw that the stairs under her feet were still covered with thick velvet blankets.

Just now was my cǎo Mu Ji Bing?

Doubts flashed through his heart, and Lin Sanjiu immediately grabbed Leila's wrist, and stumbled upstairs under her continuous questioning.

Hurrying through the corridor covered with portraits, Lin Sanjiu stopped his steps as he rushed to the big silver mirror, and Laila almost hit her on the back.

"Hey," she swallowed in her dry throat and lifted her chin towards the mirror, "What's this?" ”

She spoke quickly, for fear that she would be teleported away before she finished a word.

Following Lin Sanjiu's signal, as soon as her eyes fell on the silver mirror, Leila's face suddenly lightened, and even the panic and confusion just now were less: "This, it's mine!" ”

"Huh?" Lin Sanjiu-You-You-Small-Said-More-New-Most-Fast-www- looked at her.

"Although my husband is very wealthy, even he praises me as a rare good thing." Speaking of this, Leila didn't know what to think, and touched its silver edge lovingly: "He said several times that he would give it to the king, but I didn't agree to it......"

Hearing this, Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but chuckle in his heart, and faintly remembered something.

But at this moment, she didn't have time to think about it, for fear that she would not have much time to stay here, so she had to interrupt Leila in a hurry: "Okay, you come-"

The two hurried to the last room, and took out the iron key to open the door—the blood seemed to have seeped in, and it was dry to the touch, but the blood was dark and red through the texture of the iron stone, and it could not be erased.

Lin Sanjiu didn't care about it, he slammed the door, and his eyes were fixed on Leila: "Look! ”

Leila probably remembered her husband's instructions, so she looked both uneasy and a little excited. She stretched out her white neck—not long ago, Lin Sanjiu had seen iron blue and blood red on this neck—and opened her head to look at it, and Laila looked back blankly and asked, "...... There seems to be a woman in there? ”

…… What the?

Lin Sanjiu was stunned for a moment, and immediately turned around and looked into the house.

As soon as her gaze fell into the room, she was dumbfounded. The figures hanging from the roof just now were gone, as if there had never been a zài, only a deep and shallow light, dividing the room into several pieces of light and dark. The man Laila was talking about was sitting in the shadows deep inside the room.

Leila suddenly turned pale and stared at her blankly, and whispered, "...... That, that's like you......"

Lin Sanjiu was silent—her gaze had long been glued, and every pore on her body was leaking cold air. When she first looked at it, she felt that the woman was a little strange, and after looking at it for a few more seconds, it was the familiar field pants and boots that reminded her: It was indeed "Lin Sanjiu".

From the fingers of the other "self", blood was oozing out, and it seemed that the arm was injured. There was such a big movement from the two people at the door, she didn't seem to realize it at all, and only stared in the other direction with an expressionless face - Lin Sanjiu only glanced at it and was sure that "herself" nerves were tense, and she was fully guarded against someone.

But in that direction, it was empty, and there was nothing.

“…… It's, it's weird...... Who the hell are you......" Lyra muttered helplessly to her beside her, Lin Sanjiu turned a deaf ear, and only took a step forward in a daze.

"That's not right." She moved her lips slightly.

This person—let's just put it that—didn't even glance this way, and didn't seem to notice the appearance of someone at the door, which made Lin Sanjiu can't help but have a thought. Could it be ......

As if to confirm her thoughts, as soon as she took this step, the room suddenly darkened a lot. A forest of corpses suddenly hung down from the ceiling, blocking out the light and slowly swaying back and forth in the darkness. Leila was taken aback coldly, and suddenly let out a piercing scream, and stumbled to sit at the door, Lin Sanjiu's eyes swept away, and the "self" just now was indeed gone.

The scene in this room can never be reality.

The corpse of "Leila" that I saw just now was hanging behind the corpses of several strange women; Although Lin Sanjiu had a guess in his heart, his throat was still dry. was about to call her, but unexpectedly, Leila stared in this direction first, and opened her mouth tremblingly: "...... Isn't this Rosa from the neighboring town? How did she die? ”

Lin Sanjiu frowned. She faintly felt that something was wrong, and she didn't understand it for a while, so she just followed her words and said, "...... Do you know her? ”

"I—I know her! She used to show off to me at the prom that her father had bought her something good......" Leila's voice trembled almost as little, "since I married Bluebeard, she hasn't stopped, ...... again"

"Wait, she's not your husband's ex-wife?" Lin Sanjiu finally realized that something was wrong-

In Bluebeard's fairy tale, the heroine sees the corpses of Bluebeard's seven ex-wives hanging in the room, so she realizes that her life is on the verge and hurriedly calls her two brothers to save her life.

"Of course not," Leila wiped away a tear, "my husband has never been married before, and I am the only wife. ”

Before her words fell, she caught a glimpse of Lin Sanjiu's face, and couldn't help but be taken aback: "What, what's wrong?" You look scary......"

Lin Sanjiu's face was snow-white, staring at Leila deadly, unable to make a sound.

Count the corpses hanging from the ceiling, and there are exactly seven.

In Bluebeard's fairy tale, the heroine's name is never mentioned. As soon as Leila reported her identity, she naturally assumed that she was the woman in the fairy tale who had finally escaped - that is, Bluebeard's eighth wife.

Now it seems that if the fairy tale had gone on its original course, Leila would have died. This thought suddenly crawled like a vine all over Lin Sanjiu's heart - and besides, why was the mirror that Leila refused to offer to the king in the first place, why was it given by the king to Little Red Riding Hood's grandmother?

By this point, she had almost understood. Lin Sanjiu bit his lip and lifted Leila up, his voice a little hoarse: "Let's go, this room is equipped with ...... Future. ”

She couldn't bear to let the poor woman see her death again, and hurried Leila out of the door. In the entire room, only a puddle of blood from nowhere on the floor was real, and the iron key happened to fall in the middle of it—other than that, it was a projection of the future.

If this guess is correct, then I am about to injure my right arm...... Lin Sanjiu was in the whirlpool of rapids, where would he take this flesh injury seriously, he only sighed softly, and while thinking about the story of "Bluebeard", he asked for the key from Leila, and he was about to lock the door again.

Leila's lips turned white and she rubbed her hands uneasily, as if she didn't know where to start. Looking at her appearance, she seemed to think that she was a little more crazy - she saw that Lin Sanjiu was not familiar with the locks of medieval Europe, and tried several times without locking them, and was just about to open her mouth to speak, when she heard a sudden loud noise downstairs, and then a man's roar shook the corridor and trembled: "Leila! Where are you? Come out! ”

Bluebeard didn't expect to come back at this juncture - his voice almost scared Lyra's mind, and she hurriedly whispered "I'll be back", and then panicked "Hey", turned around and ran downstairs.

Behind her blue skirt, there was a large patch of blinding, heavy dark red, which Laila had just touched when she fell in the doorway, and she didn't even notice it.

Lin Sanjiu caught a glimpse of it, and she was so anxious that she was sweating, and she just said out loud: "You stop-"

However, at this time, because the door was not locked, it squeaked and opened by itself.

She couldn't help but curse, subconsciously looked back, and suddenly found a person standing in the darkness behind the door.

For a moment, her heart froze - and it took half a second for her to realize that there was no real person standing in the room.

"Why did you show up?" Lin Sanjiu smiled bitterly, looked at the familiar face, and muttered to himself, feeling that his brain was messed up for a while. "Isn't it going to hurt too?"

She quickly glanced up and down at her friend, and saw that she was well-behaved, and seemed to be in no pain or injury, and was a little relieved. At this moment, he heard a sharp and sad cry from Leila downstairs, which pierced Lin Sanjiu's nerves, and he rushed into the corridor with a single step.

It seems that the only way to kill Bluebeard is to kill him.

Lin Sanjiu pursed her lips coldly, and as soon as the thought came to mind, the scenery not far away flickered, and she returned to Cinderella's door. R1152