Wang Feng couldn't help but admire the Henry Bacon in front of him, he thought that this kind of person was just a character in a novel, but he didn't expect it to be real.

"There's no need to look at me like that...... I'm a little embarrassed. Tesla also told me at the time that there were some related things, such as Cthulhu, and cults. Henry Bacon wiped the corners of his mouth.

Wang Feng felt as if he was being seen through by Henry Bacon, and at this moment he seemed to be standing naked in front of him.

"And what is Mr. Henry trying to say?" Van Gogh could tell at a glance that Henry Bacon had something to say.

"No, I don't want to say anything...... On the contrary, does Mr. Van Gogh have anything to say? After all, this is your ancestral castle. Henry Bacon raised his eyebrows and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, looking at Van Gogh at this moment.

Wang Feng watched it for so long and finally saw what Henry Bacon meant, he wanted Van Gogh to beg him.

"Good fellow...... This man is also too clever to speak. ”

Wang Feng hurriedly stood up: "Please also ask Mr. Henry Bacon to help us find out the truth of the matter for Van Gogh's ancestors." ”

But Henry Bacon ignored Wang Feng and kept looking at Van Gogh.

Van Gogh also saw that this guy was waiting for his own words, although Wang Feng came according to his wishes, but he was waiting for himself to beg him.

Van Gogh quickly stood up when he thought of this: "Please also ask Mr. Henry to help us find out the truth of the matter for my ancestors." ”

Henry Bacon hurriedly stood up: "What you are talking about, you are friends of Tesla, that is, my friends, and your business is my business." And that's what I can do, so why don't I help you all sit down. ”

Wang Feng listened to what Henry Bacon said, and he couldn't wait to cramp and rip the old fox to the bone.

"I found an entrance to the underground under the castle before, and I guess the tragedies that happened to your ancestors should be related to that entrance." Henry Bacon stroked the old black cat that jumped on his lap and touched it.

"Have you ever been in?" Van Gogh was a little excited, he wanted to know where the entrance led and what secrets were hidden inside.

Henry Bacon shook his head: "I haven't entered this because I don't have a key, and the entrance is locked, as if it requires a specific method to open it...... And an eye is painted on the top of the stone gate. ”

Wang Feng frowned: "Eyes? ”

Henry Bacon looked at Wang Feng: "That's right, it's an eye, it should be a pattern of some kind of religious ceremony." ”

"If it's a pattern of religious ceremonies, it means that my ancestors are related to a certain religion...... Could it be ......" Van Gogh's face changed.

"Cult ......" Henry Bacon glanced at Van Gogh.

"Cult? Is it Cthulhu? As soon as Wang Feng mentioned religion, he thought of Cthulhu, and the whole person got up from his chair.

"It's not that cult of Cthulhu...... Each god will have its own adherents, and we collectively refer to the followers of these gods as cults. I suspect that Mr. Van Gogh's ancestors must have been associated with some kind of evil god. Henry Bacon hurriedly explained to Wang Feng.

"If you want to open that door, you have to perform a ritual......" Van Gogh also fell into deep thought.

"There are often strange noises coming from behind the door, like the roar of some kind of monster...... I'm not too sure, but I trust my reasoning. ”

"What inference......" Wang Feng looked at Henry Bacon.

"The tragedy that happened in the castle was not man-made, but caused by those monsters, but no one had any evidence of the existence of that monster, so they had to point the only finger at the survivor. But the villagers believed in the monster and tried to get the survivor to escape. Henry Bacon suddenly thought of something, and then slowly walked towards Van Gogh.

"That's what Mr. Van Gogh thinks, right?"

Van Gogh nodded: "People in our family have also told me this before. ”

"So all this is not a coincidence, it is the arrangement of fate...... All people are slaves to fate, and no one can resist him, only obey. It is precisely because of this that you carry the curse and return to this place again to unravel the truth of everything. Henry Bacon looked at Wang Feng, who was speechless, and said to Van Gogh: "Maybe you still have that curse on you......"

Van Gogh's breathing suddenly became rapid, and he didn't know what Henry Bacon was trying to do. But this guy keeps testing himself.

Wang Feng also heard the words, and quickly stood up with the meaning inside: "What do you want to do?" ”

"Don't get excited...... Since you two are my guests, I will naturally treat each other with courtesy, and I am only telling you two my speculations. Henry Bacon glanced at his watch: "I still have something to do, so I will not accompany him." ”

He held the cat in his arms, pushed open the door and walked straight out.

At this moment, only Wang Feng and Van Gogh were left in the huge restaurant.

"That guy has been testing our ......," Wang Feng looked at Van Gogh.

"I know...... But what he said was completely in line with common sense, and I believed his speculation. Van Gogh looked at Wang Feng: "Although I don't know what his purpose is, but people are under the roof, and they have to bow their heads, maybe the two of us can trust him." ”

But he knew too much...... And we seem to have been in his calculations all along, and perhaps he had some other purpose in bringing us back. So far, we can't believe him, he said that if you know Tesla, you will definitely know him? It is possible that this is a game set up by him in order to convince us and get something out of our mouths. "Wang Feng has never felt such a big pressure, if this guy is a friend, then everything is fine, if it is an enemy, then the two of them will be reduced to the palm of their hands.

Wang Feng's speculation is not unreasonable, and Van Gogh also maintains a half-believing attitude towards this, because no one knows what direction things will develop in the end.

But what Henry Bacon has said so far is reasonable, and although he has been testing the two, he has not done anything out of the ordinary.

Van Gogh looked up at the painting on the wall of the dining room, stood up and walked slowly.

"Maybe we can trust that guy, I always have a hunch that that guy is our friend, not an enemy, otherwise he wouldn't have said so much to us."

Wang Feng also stood up and followed behind Van Gogh: "What are you looking at?" That painting on the wall? Is there something wrong? ”

Van Gogh nodded without thinking.