"I don't know."

After casually dealing with Leila, Lin Sanjiu was stunned.

Based on her experience after entering the dungeon, every time she leaves a fairy tale, the next time she enters, it is no longer the same point in time as she left. In her absence, the story continues to move forward normally - which means that the next time she returns to Little Red Riding Hood's story, the time to save Emmazo and her grandchildren from crisis must have passed.

If it was really a werewolf who attacked them, Lin Sanjiu could hardly think of how they could escape.

If the protagonist of the story dies, this copy and the person in it ...... What will happen?

Just when she was at a loss, Leila stopped her knife and fork and looked at her curiously.

"Hey," Layla called her softly, pursing her lips a little unhappily, "what are you thinking?" Ignore me too? ”

Lin Sanjiu came to her senses - no matter what, she had already come out of the story of Little Red Riding Hood, and all she could do now was to find clues to solve the mystery of the copy in the current story.

"Nothing, I'm just wondering about your key." She smiled at Lyra.

Sure enough, the other party was immediately distracted by her - Lyra's hand in the blue silk dress paused, "Oh-yes, what did you say he was hiding in the room?" ”

Lin Sanjiu took a sip of water as if concealed, and secretly made up his mind. Whether it's Little Red Riding Hood or Cinderella, she just watches things unfold, and as a result, both stories take a strange turn...... So now, she's going to do something different here with Leila.

"Or not." Lin Sanjiu casually picked up a piece of shrimp meat, "Let's go in and have a look." ”

She didn't expect this to startle Leila, and she almost didn't hold the fork: "Huh? That won't work, my husband insisted that I wasn't allowed to open the room, and he said if I went in. You won't forgive me......"

Looking at Lyra, it seemed that she had never considered sneaking in to take a look.

This is very different from the story.

Maybe this is the opportunity for change-Lin Sanjiu's heart jumped, and he paused, and then asked softly, "...... Aren't you curious? What is there about your husband that you can't know......"

Leila lowered her eyelids and frowned.

Even though she's usually always drunk. No matter what he says, he looks absent-minded, but sometimes he is surprisingly cautious.

After thinking for a moment, Leila silently took a slender key from the keychain around her waist and pressed it on the table.

“…… That's the key to the little room. She glanced up at Lin Sanjiu, her expression very entangled. You're right. I was actually curious to know what was in that room, so ...... I would like to ask you to do me a favor. ”

Lin Sanjiu was stunned. "You mean, you want me to take a look for you?"

Leila nodded, with a hint of young female innocence in her eyes: "You go and see, and then come back and tell me what's inside, it's not a violation of my husband's orders." ”

This one is obviously different from the original story - maybe this is the key point!

"Okay, I'll go up and see it for you now." Lin Sanjiu responded in one sip. Grabbed the key.

Under Lyra's somewhat nervous gaze, she quickly ran up the stairs.

Bluebeard's castle was not large, but it was three or four stories long - and he lived here for several days. Lin Sanjiu is almost familiar with it.

She went up to the second floor and into the hallway.

This is the most beautifully decorated and luxurious floor in the whole castle; In the portrait paintings on either side, the ancestors of the Bluebeard family seem to be setting their eyes on everyone who approaches.

Seeing that he was about to reach the last room, Lin Sanjiu suddenly stopped. He took two steps back and slowly moved his eyes to something.

It is a large mirror that can shine a person from head to toe and be clear.

In the era of underdeveloped technology. Mirrors of this size and clarity are not seen everywhere – let alone so. Lin Sanjiu felt very, very familiar with its silver border.

There seems to be such a mirror in Emma's cottage......

No, or rather, this mirror is the same thing as Emma's.

Although Lin Sanjiu still couldn't understand the meaning of this, she clearly felt that her blood flow rate had accelerated.

This was the first common denominator she had found in the three stories - she thought about it, but resisted the urge to rush down and ask where the mirror came from, and only carefully touched it. Then she gritted her teeth and turned and walked to the door.

What's behind this door, I'm afraid everyone who has a "Bluebeard" story knows exactly what-

Although it was not a beautiful thing to see a room of hanging corpses, for the sake of safety, Lin Sanjiu still inserted the key into the lock hole, and with a slight turn, the door lock opened.

The door opened, and a cool air rushed out of the crack in the door, passing through the hallway.

Strangely, there was no smell of blood in the room.

Lin Sanjiu narrowed her eyes, the room was very dark, except for some vague black figures hanging from the ceiling, she could hardly see anything clearly-she didn't intend to see the dead bodies of those poor women clearly, her hand was still on the doorknob, and after a casual glance, she planned to leave.

It was at this moment that her gaze crossed over a pale blue shadow and froze.

It was a blue silk skirt, and she knew the style and texture very well-because Lin Sanjiu had seen it just now.

Lin Sanjiu's gaze slowly moved upward, resting on the face of the dead corpse.

Her long black hair was tied into a beautiful bun, and her red lips stood out on her young face, who was probably in her early twenties.

Lila.

Unlike the way she was holding a wine glass and laughing just now, Laila's face was snow-white at this moment, with a pair of dark brown eyes without any luster, staring at the door woodenly, and a pair of blue and purple handprints on her neck seemed to be imprinted, deep into her skin. The green tendons and blood streaks on her white and tender skin, the colors were all mixed together, crawling all over her forehead.

It's Leila, that's right.

Lin Sanjiu covered her mouth violently, and she didn't know if she had made a sound-she had been in the apocalypse for so long, and she felt that she had experienced a lot, but-but--

After all, she was a little panicked, she didn't stand firm under her feet, and staggered for a moment - Lin Sanjiu held on to the door frame, and her body stood still, but she didn't expect the key to fall down the door frame with a clang, and it fell to the ground with a "pop".

Lin Sanjiu took a deep breath, still not daring to turn his head in the direction of Leila's dead body, and stretched out his arm to pick up the key.

The keys were covered in blood, just as they had happened in fairy tales.

Not far away, Layla's eyes were wide open, still staring blankly at her.

Since entering the dungeon, all kinds of things that have been pressed in Lin Sanjiu's heart have burst out in an instant-the irrationality, chaos and disorder of the three fairy tales, the puzzling progress, the anxiety of not being able to get out of the dungeon, and the worry about his companions...... She turned and ran, and the wind swept up by her speed even overturned several figure paintings.

When Lin Sanjiu rushed down the stairs, she was dumbfounded.

Because Leila happened to be sitting at the table, gently sipping the wine from her glass. Her skin and hair were still moist, and her fingers tapped the crystal cup with a light sound.

How do you look at it, they're all living people, right?

"Ah, you came down, what did you see?"

Lyra heard the voice, and hurriedly turned her head and asked with some urgency. "Why is your face so ugly? What's really inside? ”

Lin Sanjiu opened his mouth, looked at her blankly, and subconsciously glanced back in the direction of the corridor.

The one in front of me was obviously a living person, but the ...... was hanging in the room just now What's going on?

The blood-stained iron key in her hand came into Lyra's sight, who was in a hurry, and hurriedly pulled it out, rubbing it against a napkin; While wiping, she asked anxiously, "How can it get blood?" Speak quickly, I'm in a hurry! ”

Lin Sanjiu carefully looked at her from head to toe, and suddenly had an idea in his heart.

"You come with me." She grabbed Leila's wrist and dragged her upstairs without saying a word. (To be continued)

ps: Thank you for the sachets I dare to say!

I'm not in the mood today, so I won't talk about it...... R466