I looked at the keys in my hand, and Robert's attention was drawn to them, and Jessica climbed down from the canopy several meters high, and to be honest, I didn't expect her to have such a muscular posture.

As strange as the keys in my hand may seem, I have a vague feeling that this is probably what we need the most right now, and that one of them could open the door to that building.

"Jessica, you're amazing, I never knew you could climb so well."

"Well, I used to be very naughty when I was young, and I often climbed the trees near my house to pick fruits and eggs, although I haven't been on the tree for many years, but today I saw that both of you can't go up, so I wanted to try it, I didn't expect this tree to look very tall, but it is not as difficult to climb as I imagined."

"Look at these keys, they really don't look like things from this era."

I handed the keychain to Jessica, and she looked at it back and forth for a long time before handing it back to me.

"These keys, as old as they may seem, are actually relatively new, and I suspect they were no more than twenty years old."

I was still a little unconvinced at first, but when I really looked at the details of these keys, I realized that what Jessica said was indeed true, this set of keys is extremely well preserved, and there are no signs of erosion of time at all, in fact, no matter what kind of material the keys are made of, time will leave more or less traces on its surface.

We took the keys back to the tightly closed floor door, I took a cursory look at the size of the keyhole of the door, and then found two keys about the size of the keyhole, and prepared to try them one by one.

When the first key was inserted into the lock hole and the door could not be opened, the three of us all looked at each other and raised our hearts to our throats, hoping that the remaining key was the key that would open the door.

I carefully inserted the second key into the keyhole, and then gently turned the keyhole, this time there seemed to be some reaction, I heard some small sounds, although the door had not yet opened, as if something was blocking the key's rotation path in the keyhole, I twisted hard, and with the sound of a slow mechanical gear turning, the door finally opened slowly.

When the door opened, a thick cloud of dust came over the surface, which was quite uncomfortable, and I don't know how long it had been uninhabited, but there was so much dust left, and I don't know what irritating substances were in the dust, and all three of us began to sneeze at once.

For this reason, we had to wait for the door to be fully opened, and the dust inside had gradually cleared before returning to the door.

I took a flashlight and looked inside, only to find that the world behind the gate was completely different from when Jessica and I first came, which is really hard to explain, but it also means that we have come to Sir Faustin's manor this time, and there must be many secrets waiting to be discovered.

We turned on the flashlight and slowly walked into the world behind the door, which was actually a little more strange than we thought, because the place where the flashlight light was shining was basically a barren, the last time Jessica and I first came here, all the furniture we saw was gone, but it was like a violent fire, and it was pitch black everywhere, and a lot of ash was blown up with the wind we entered.

"Wow, this place is really weird, it looks like there's been a violent fire here, but the strange thing is, if there's a fire here, why does this door look intact?" Robert said in surprise.

I came to the back of the gate again, and carefully inspected the gate, only to find that this gate was not only not burned by the flames, but there was not even a trace of flames on the surface, no matter how fireproof the material was, at least after the flame burned, it would leave some traces of discoloration on the surface, but I turned on the flashlight, carefully examined it little by little, but there was no trace of flame burning at all.

But if you look at it again, it's really all ashes, so what kind of situation is this?

"What do we do now?" Jessica's face was a little unpleasant, and it was clear that the ashes all over the ground made people feel very bad.

"Jessica, it's okay, I'm here, we'll go up to the second floor to see the situation later, I always feel that something is not right."

The three of us walked through the first floor, which had been completely reduced to ashes, and then went up the stairs to the second floor, which attracted my extra attention, because this staircase connected the first and second floors, but at least for now, it didn't seem to have much of a trace of the flames, just like the door, which was very strange and did not leave any traces of the flames burning on the surface.

Could it be that the flames on this floor are still selective? It was just a matter of burning down the furniture, but it didn't cause any damage to the gate or staircase?

Robert and Jessica probably had the same idea as I did at this point, but despite this, we didn't linger much on the stairs and continued up to the second floor.

When we first stepped on the second floor, the lights in the corridor on the second floor were automatically lit up one after another as if someone was controlling them, and it felt really weird, the weird atmosphere that Jessica and I felt when we first walked into this building came back at this time, and it really felt like a haunted house.

"It's haunted!" Robert put the flashlight away.

"There is no trace of the fire attack on the second floor, it seems that the ashes on the first floor are really a bit strange, what is the situation, you said that if it is a fire, but there are not many traces of burning on the pillars and walls, so if it is not a fire, why do you leave so many ashes, and the most critical question is where the original furniture went? Is this the ash left over from the burning of the furniture, or is it something else? I guessed with my chin in my hands.

"I think these ashes are probably not left after the furniture is burned, do you think what is the material used in ordinary American furniture, can it be so easy to completely burn into this kind of ashes that are blown by the wind and fly all over the sky, I don't think these ashes are produced after the furniture is burned, but more like the result of burning paper-like things."

Jessica's words reminded us all of a sudden, to be honest, I also faintly felt this way just now, because the general wooden furniture generally cannot be completely fully burned after burning, and will leave some black charcoal, this is because the oxygen is insufficient, the flame temperature is not high enough, so there is no way to completely burn fully, but paper is different, because the paper contact with the air is larger, so it is easier to be fully burned in the air, Therefore, the ash particles left behind will also be more fine.

The size of the ashes we saw on the first floor seemed to be closer to the ashes left behind by the burning of paper, but there were almost no traces of black charcoal left behind by the wooden furniture.

"Jessica, what you say makes a lot of sense, but then a new question arises, where is the furniture on this floor? And who burned what kind of paper? Could these papers be a lot of books, and looking at the scale of the ashes left on the first floor, how many books must have been burned and left behind? In the end, even if these books were to be burned, why did they choose to do so in the hall on the first floor, and why couldn't they be burned in the courtyard outside? ”

Robert and Jessica both fell silent after listening to me.

"Forget it, let's not think about it if we can't figure it out, let's take a look at what is on the second floor first, why did these lights suddenly turn on just now? Could it be that the house is still connected to electricity? But it looks like it hasn't been inhabited for decades! ”

Not long after Robert's words fell, the lights in the aisle above us were turned off one after another, and we thought they were voice-activated and deliberately made some loud noises, but they never came back on.

And after nearly ten seconds of our screaming, there was a faint echo from all around us.

At first I thought I had misheard, but when I deliberately shouted louder and louder, the echo finally came as expected, and at this time Robert and Jessica both looked at me, and I couldn't help but shudder, because I vaguely felt that something was not right with the sound of the return.

I took a few steps into the corridor on the second floor, and found that the frescoes on the walls were no longer on either side of the hallway, and instead there were some lattice-like wall coverings, which were brightly colored, but perhaps because of age, the original bright colors had become a little dull.

We walked into the study where Jessica and I had seen the photographs and diaries when we first came here, but the room was completely different from what it had been then, and now it was an archive-like room, with neat rows of bookshelves lined with yellowed books.

I walked to a bookshelf, picked up a book on the shelf, and found that there was not a word on the cover of the book, and I picked up another book, and found that I also did not see a single word on the cover, which is really strange, are these books all wordless books?

However, when I opened all these books, I found that these books were really wordless books, not only did there not even a single word on the cover, but even the inside of the book did not have a word.

"Jessica, you see, there really isn't a word in these books, isn't it weird!"

"I can't explain why someone would put so many completely wordless books here." Jessica also picked up a few of the books, opened them, and looked at them again and again.

Robert looked at one bookshelf from one to the other, searched for several bookshelves, and finally determined that all the books on the shelves were wordless.

"These books are quite wrong, I have to bring some of them back and study them slowly, when Jessica and I came here before, we didn't bring back enough physical objects for us to study, this time we can't make such a mistake again, whether these books are real wordless books or fake wordless books, I have to bring them back first, and then find a way to figure out the reason."

After saying that, I casually took a book from each bookshelf and put it in my bag, these books themselves are relatively small, like a small notebook, even if I take a lot of books in one go, but in fact, they don't take up much space.

We didn't seem to be able to find anything more useful here, so we were ready to leave this room, when Jessica and I first came here, this room was the main study, and there were many photos of the people who lived in this manor, in fact, one of the most important purposes of our visit this time was to find that photo, because what Kobe Bryant said to me in my meditative state before, I still remember it vividly, He said that the people in the pictures here were different from the people I saw in the photos at the Los Angeles Museum of History.

I thought I would be able to see those photos again today, and with those photos, I can let Kobe's soul confirm again whether he was wrong, but now it's okay, not only can I not see the photos in the Los Angeles History Museum, but now I can't even see the photos in this manor, I feel a little uncomfortable thinking about this, does this mean that another very important clue has been broken?

I took Jessica's hand and walked out of the room, and Robert didn't forget to shoot with the camera for a while before coming out, and he had the camera in his hand all the way, although the pixels were not particularly high, but the size was relatively small, which was more suitable for carrying around for shooting.

When we walked out of the room, something seemed to be wrong again, and the three of us looked at each other, as if we were all waiting for each other to say what was going on first.

In the end, I was the first to express my thoughts.

"Did you just pay attention to the wall coverings on these walls? I wonder if there's something wrong. ”

"That's not a good thing to say, but I used the camera in my hand to shoot when I came here just now, and now we just need to take out the picture from the camera again and see it, right?" Robert handed over the camera in his hand.

The three of us were around the camera, our eyes fixed on the little camera screen, and when the camera rewinded back to the first place where we first entered the second floor, and then looked at the walls, we were very surprised that there was no wall cloth on the camera at all, but there were some portraits hanging on the walls, just like Jessica and I saw when we first came here.

Once again, a chill that spread from the inside out, from the soles of my feet to the top of my head, instantly hit me, how could this kind of thing really happen in reality, as if a supernatural event had really happened in this strange manor.

But then I told myself that there was no such thing as a supernatural event in this world, and that there must be some reason for such an inexplicable thing, but we haven't found this reason yet.

Now that Robert believes us, and he understands the strangeness of this manor, of course I certainly disagree with his claim that the owner of this manor, Sir Faustin, is a vampire, and if he is a vampire, then isn't the family living here all vampires?

But if you think about it, it's unlikely, if they're vampires, then why don't you let the other people around you in, and if they want to suck blood, shouldn't they invite the people from the neighborhood into this manor to participate in all kinds of banquets, so that you can use these living people as blood bags unknowingly.

I spoke up about my idea, and Robert didn't say no, but rewinded the camera back to when we first entered the manor.

It turns out that when we rewind the picture in this camera to the very beginning of the recording, and then look at what we have experienced along the way, we will find that the picture recorded in the camera is not the same as the picture we saw when we experienced it ourselves.

For example, the style of the gate we saw when we first entered the door was not quite right, I remember that the style of the gate we saw at the time was different from what Jessica and I saw when we first entered the manor, but the gate that appeared in this tape turned out to be the same as the gate that Jessica and I saw when we first entered the manor.