Outside the room, the village chief's wife was still busy in the kitchen, and it seemed that she would not come out for a while.

Bai Youwei glanced twice at the kitchen, walked down the steps lightly, and followed the cramped stone staircase into the basement.

The basement was not completely dark, and there were faint oil lamps on the walls, barely shining.

She looked around and saw that there was nothing but clutter in the basement—chairs with missing legs, dirty carpets, and dusty books, piled up thick in the corners, and when she turned the page, she could see unknown bugs crawling rapidly on the yellowed pages.

Since Bai Youwei came out of the minotaur's labyrinth, she is not ordinary disgusting to insects.

She withdrew her hand and glanced around again in disgust.

It's really strange, how can such a hidden basement put all this garbage? Could it be that those books contain the secrets of werewolves?

No kidding...... She couldn't read the text at all, and the devil knew which country's story background it was!

Bai Youwei felt irritable.

There were only eight hours of daylight, and she had already wasted a lot of time, and if she couldn't find a way to turn into a werewolf, wouldn't she have to wait for death at night?

She paced back and forth in the basement, feeling anxious.

The dust on the floor made her shoe prints, and she stopped, taking advantage of the faint light, to see that the shoe prints on the floor were staggered and overlapped, faintly converging into a "road", and this "road" extended to the carpet beneath her feet.

Bai Youwei was stunned, then realized something, walked away quickly, and lifted the carpet at once!

Below is a moving plank!

This basement was also a disguise, a place to really hide things, under the basement!

Bai Youwei was speechless in her heart.

As for it? Why don't you just play a game? Is it necessary to hide the clues so deeply?

She grabbed the pull ring on the wooden board and pulled it up hard, and a musty smell of old came to her face! It's rotten and damp than the filthy rags, the worm-growing books, and the moldy walls! It's just like ...... It's like a grave!

It was pitch black inside, and there was no light.

Bai Youwei flipped the flashlight from her bag and swept it underneath, the passage was too narrow, and there were corners, so she couldn't see what was underneath.

The matter has come to this, even if there is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire below, she can't help but go.

She gritted her teeth, tied the hem of her skirt to her waist, regardless of her image, holding a flashlight in one hand and holding the steps with the other, walking down step by step.

The rabbit was hunched on her shoulder, looking curiously into the depths of the passage......

……

The further down it goes, the darker it gets, and the heavier the smell of fishy decay becomes.

As she descended the last stairs, she was faced with a room the same size as the basement, but without any clutter, only a large cage.

Bai Youwei shone a flashlight, and there seemed to be a person in the cage.

The reason why the word "like" is used is because the thing is slumped on the ground, like a dirty rag, and it is impossible to see the human appearance.

There was a table on the wall, on which were arm-thick white candles.

Bai Youwei lit the candle, and the room finally became bright.

The "man" in the cage finally moved.

…… It's actually alive.

Come to think of it, if you die, you don't have to be in a cage.

But this cage ......

Bai Youwei frowned, took a few steps closer, and took a closer look.

This cage is made of silver.

At this moment, the person in the cage raised his head, and half of his eyes were revealed in the cloak, staring directly at her.

It is a conical pupil.

Bai Youwei understood, there was a werewolf locked up here.

But since she was a werewolf, why didn't the village chief burn her to death? What's different about her?

I was wondering in my heart, but the werewolf in the cage suddenly became angry and roared and pounced! ——