The staircase was narrow, and it was dark around him, and Wille held a torch and stepped on the stairs carefully, the dust and gravel were in the small space, and the sound of footsteps echoed in the narrow staircase as Will's footsteps sounded, and Wille felt like he was following a person behind him.

But looking back into the darkness, there was nothing. Swallowing his saliva, Weir cautiously walked down.

Slowly, the staircase vanished, and Veil felt like a ramp mixed with gravel beneath his feet, and even a section of it was so steep that Veel had to slide down gently.

Slowly, Wille leaned against the wall to a wooden door. The stone lay quietly in front of the wooden door, and Weir frowned, and looked back again, feeling that something was strange.

I've walked so far, but when I threw down the rock, I felt that the echo came back quickly. Smacking his lips, Weir temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart.

The wood on the wooden door was already a little cracked and expanded, but the unknown metal that had corroded the surface around it held the door panel of the wooden door in place, and on the perimeter and center of the door, there were strips of metal nailed to the wooden board, and on the left side of the door, there was an iron ring, under which a latch was hidden.

Ver stepped forward and gently pulled up the ring, the iron of the clasp falling off with the turn, making an old creaking sound.

Sticking the torch into a gap in the wall next to him, Ver freed up his hand and tugged hard at the latch. Clang, clang, Above the wooden door, a lot of dust was shaken down.

"Ahem, this latch is rusty." With a wave of the dust around him, Vere stopped what he was doing. Lifting the spear in his hand, he swung it at the latch, and with a click, the latch snapped. Then Vere pushed open the wooden door.

As the wooden door creaked, a gust of wind blew in through the cracks in the open door, bringing with it an old smell. Halfway open, the wooden door was deformed and stuck on the ground, and Wille removed the torch from behind him, and leaned sideways to carefully drill through the open gap.

Ver stood outside the door, amazed at the courtyard in front of him.

It is said to be a courtyard, but it is more like a much wider corridor, and there is a gray courtyard in front of me under the moonlight, the surface of the stone railings on the left and right is carved into the shape of a pattern, the vines show a dark green color in the night, and the outside of the fence is the dark night and the woods below.

Vere found himself on a high place, for beneath the stone balustrade was a high wall, and at night it was impossible to see the view from below, like a pitch-black abyss.

Turning back and looking up at the buildings that came out of medieval, there were some of them like medieval churches, spires, symmetrical doors, old brown facades, as if seen from the inside, this building had no windows. "Looks like it's the back door."

After taking a few steps forward, Weir was surprised to find that his gaze suddenly changed, and before he could understand what had changed, after he walked out of the door, the wooden door slowly fell back by itself, and slammed shut.

Startled by a sudden voice from behind, "The door is closed?" It doesn't make sense, isn't it flat here? The wooden door doesn't have a self-closing facility, huh? He felt that the place where he was standing was flat, but when he turned around and looked back, he realized that the place where he was was a sloping building.

"When I walked inside, it was flat!" After a few steps back to the wooden door, Weir noticed that the building in front of him had become upright again, "Huh?!" ”

Looking around in disbelief, it was as if the land was a sphere, only a few steps away, and Veel ran back and forth several times, feeling as if he was walking on a globe. But nothing else happened.

"This place is really quirky." To be careful, Wille carried Ollie in the backpack behind his back, and Ollie shook his head and lifted the lid of the backpack, exposing his head.

Reassuring his apprehension, Wiel turned and walked into the courtyard.

In the middle of the courtyard, there is a fountain, but the water in it has dried up, and a statue of a lady in the middle attracts the attention of Will. In its old environment, the statue is undamaged, and although it does not shine, the neat exterior itself is out of step with its surroundings.

The vines that had grown from the original stone bricks on the ground had crawled all over the ground and the surrounding stone fences, but they had not climbed on top of the statue, as if some force was preventing the surrounding plants from growing towards it.

The moonlight shone on the statue, making the stone feel even colder. Everything around looks barren in the moonlight, but the posture of the statue and the carved clothes in front of you are vivid and fiery, making people look ...... It's extremely weird.

The statue depicts a woman with her feet staggered in T-steps, and her slender thighs are slightly concealed only by the hem of her robe, which is not a nun's robe, but a garment with a thin waist.

The top is only up to the chest, leaving her breasts half exposed, and the bottom is just a thin dovetail hem that sets off her legs.

Two pieces of decorated cloth hung from the shoulders. Her hands made a gesture of prayer, but instead of bowing her head in contemplation, she raised her delicate face, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

The delicate features were dotted on the delicate face, and the willowy eyes revealed a calm and mischievous expression, and Ver looked at her face as if there were eyes looking at him, as if she had seen through Veel.

Ver couldn't help but chill. The torches in their hands flickered as the Wille and the statue met each other.

Two ears peeked out from the long curls, and the curls at the back of the head were curled in two braids, and an unknown headdress like a bird with wings was inserted between the braids.

Although it is only a stone sculpture, the whole statue looks like it is alive.

Weier's back was slightly cold, this statue was so real, it was as real as the stone sculpture in front of him was a real star spirit.

Cautiously reaching out and gently touching the top of the statue, the cold stone texture came from his fingertips.

Wiel wiped his cold sweat and exhaled, "It's really just a stone carving, my God, this carver has reached the state of supernatural beauty." Weier sighed heartily at the master who could carve such a work, but it was a pity that the desolate world, that person is estimated to have long been ancient.

Nothing else caught Will's attention, and after a closer look at the statue, Wille walked forward.

The torch in his hand whirred, and Weir felt as if he was climbing, but the feeling under his feet was that it was literally flat, "This feeling is terrible. Everything he saw in front of him would be like a ship sailing on a long voyage, first revealing the upper end, and then slowly all of them appeared. And everything behind him will disappear from Weir's vision first. This strange sensation made Weir want to vomit in disgust.

As Wille continued to advance, the scenery around him began to repeat, the church-like buildings and statues behind him were gone, and the stone railings on the left and right were different, but Wille did not have the ability to remember all the details as soon as he walked through the darkness.

In Wyel's view, the surrounding railings, though constantly changing, are always similar. It was pitch black in front and pitch black in the back, and there was still an abyss beyond the railings to the left and right, and the forest in the distance seemed to have not changed.

After walking for a long time, I knew that Will's steps forward were no longer confident, and the steps he took became hesitant.

The moon above his head still glowed faintly silver, and Veir no longer worried about a swarm of spiders coming to besiege him, he just wanted to get out of this damn place now.

The rounded ground made Wille feel dizzy and wanted to vomit, and the repetitive scenery and the silence of the night made Wille feel even colder when a gust of wind blew.

"Could it be that the ghost can't hit the wall?" If it weren't for Ollie lying on his shoulder, he might have been scared

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"Wow! Don't scare me, Ollie! Seeing that it was really Ollie lying on his shoulder, Will's heart finally fell to his throat.

"Wo trough, wo trough. I'm scared to death, I'm scared to death......" After calming down, Weier stood still, "It seems that I can't go to the end of my way forward now." Weir bit his lip, "It's possible that this place is very long. He looked up at the moon above him, but saw no change in the moon, and then Wille turned decisively and ran quickly backwards, his eyes widening suddenly.

He noticed that in front of his vision, a stone sculpture began to slowly appear in his field of vision. “…………！” The heart was churning, and Ver couldn't spit out a word.

Wail walked to the statue with a shudder, and after carefully stepping over the statue, Wille aimed the tip of his wooden spear at the statue, his playful stone eyes, smiling, as if he were looking at Will.

The palm of Weiel's hand was cold, but until Weir retreated to the wooden door, the statue did not change, and reached behind his back, Weier forcefully opened the wooden door behind him, but the feeling in his hand told Weier that the wooden door was locked.

"It can't be!" Weier's cold sweat came down, and he hit the wooden door with the wooden spear in his hand hard, smashing the latch of the wooden door open, Weier wanted to dig his hand in, but he slammed it on the stone, "What's going on?!" Behind the folding wooden door, Wer found that instead of a familiar hallway, a pile of collapsed stones blocked Will's path.

Time and space seemed to be distorted, and the light of the moonlight in this courtyard made the night even colder.