Volume IV The Stranger Chapter XXIII White Matter

Later, the police came to investigate, but because the hole was too deep, they gave up. The case also became a cold case, but the ignorant villagers began to say that it was a demon in the castle...... Alas...... If they had read a few books, they wouldn't have said that. The butler began to complain to the two: "These villagers are really disgusting, and they are trolls. ”

Wang Feng and Van Gogh could only smile slightly, but they didn't dare to say anything.

"Let me tell you, those villagers have always been very good at spreading rumors...... The day before yesterday, when the master brought you back, I happened to be seen by the villagers, and today I heard someone start a rumor. ”

The two of them couldn't help but feel distressed when they looked at the housekeeper.

"What did the villagers say?" Wang Feng was a little curious.

The housekeeper snorted coldly: "What else can you say...... Say bring back the army of rats...... A new catastrophe is about to begin. None of them speak to people, and I hear that I'm angry! If it weren't for the good temper of our master, these people would have died I don't know how many times. ”

Wang Feng listened to the housekeeper's words: "It's a pity that you don't talk about cross talk." ”

The housekeeper glanced at Wang Feng: "What is cross talk?" ”

Van Gogh also looked at Wang Feng with a puzzled expression.

"It's nothing, it's nothing, according to your words, it's always okay for you to joke."

"That has to be." The butler pushed open a door, and the three of them slowly walked down the stairs to the first floor of the castle.

The first layer is very quaint, but it also makes people feel a little gloomy.

A large door appeared in front of the trio.

The housekeeper hurriedly left, went up and pushed away: "Wait a minute, you have to follow me, don't get lost, there are often wild beasts around here." And those villagers are extremely unfriendly to us. ”

Before he finished speaking, a pile of liquid flew directly to the butler's body and stinked.

Fortunately, Wang Feng and Van Gogh quickly dodged it.

A villager pointed at the butler's nose and scolded: "You ominous people hurry up and leave the village, today is just a warning." ”

The housekeeper was also a violent temper and closed the door directly, and then directly threw the villagers to the ground with a hungry tiger, and beat me violently: "You think I have a good temper?" ”

Wang Feng covered his nose: "It stinks!" What is this? ”

"It's supposed to be feces and pee...... It's disgusting. Van Gogh didn't expect a surprise when he opened the door, if the two of them hadn't dodged quickly, it was estimated that they would have been covered in filth.

The housekeeper opened the door again and looked at the two of them apologetically: "It seems that I can't accompany the two of you anymore, I have to change my clothes, and I have to clean up this place." Rest assured, the outside of the castle is almost always the same white thing, just look at it. ”

"What about the villagers?"

The housekeeper looked at Wang Feng and pointed out the door: "That villager has been thrown out by me." Poor mountains and bad waters, shrews and people, this is really true...... What an uncivilized group of primitive people. ”

After saying that, he covered his nose and opened the door for the two.

"It's horrible...... If I get covered in and pee, I guess I'll be able to vomit out everything I eat. Van Gogh glanced at Wang Feng, and then showed a disgusted expression.

"It seems that this is not the first time that the butler has been. It is a sin to dwell here. ”

The castle is almost entirely surrounded by trees, and the entire castle appears to be completely isolated.

"It's a bit out of place!" Wang Feng looked at the village below and then at the castle.

"The life of a rich man is so boring...... That's what you're trying to say, right? ”

Van Gogh looked at it for a long time and did not see the white things described by the housekeeper before, but saw large and small holes in the ground.

"I didn't see that white thing he was talking about!" Van Gogh looked at Wang Feng.

And Wang Feng also looked at the holes in the ground and thought: "Maybe those guys have already drilled into the ground, otherwise, how could there be so many holes in the ground?" ”

"Shouldn't it?"

Wang Feng shook his head: "The housekeeper said before that the white substance can be moved when you put it on your hand, and almost all of it is made of water, and white and green liquid will appear after bursting. I feel like this thing should be a creature. ”

"You're saying they go into the ground and then go underground, so why the hell?" Van Gogh felt that if this was the case, it would be too much effort. How can any animal make such trouble for itself?

Wang Feng squatted down and measured the hole with his hands: "It should be a habit...... Those creatures may have been the children of those monsters, who had crept into the ground from the ground to give birth to the white stuff...... They then burrow into the ground, and the white creatures return to the ground when they reach adulthood. ”

"They said they had seen a lot of ...... like that. Creature, then say......" Van Gogh suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"I'm afraid this castle has become a lair for those monsters." Wang Feng slowly stood up: "It seems that it was that monster that caused the tragedy of your ancestors. And the rumors of these villagers are also talking about these monsters. ”

"And what do you think these monsters are?"

Wang Feng thought for a moment: "I feel that it should be a mouse...... Rat-like creatures, perhaps. ”

"Rat ......"

Van Gogh thought for a moment: "So what should we do now?" ”

"I don't know...... When I say that those monsters are rats, it's just my speculation, and the only creatures that can impress me are rats and pangolins. And the rumor in the mouth of the villagers is rats, which means that these monsters are rats. But what I'm struggling with is why your ancestors were associated with cults? Wang Feng sighed deeply: "And what is your family's curse?" ”

Van Gogh shook his head helplessly: "I don't know either." ”

"Anyway? This monster has something to do with your ancestors, and it has nothing to do with the curse on you...... Perhaps this monster is the work of your ancestors. Wang Feng pointed to the front and said to Van Gogh: "Otherwise, the two of us will go to the front and take a look, maybe we can find something." ”

Van Gogh nodded.

The two of them walked some further, but still did not see what the butler had described, compared to the more and more holes in the ground, and a large hole appeared in the densest part of these holes.

Van Gogh looked down from the top of the cave entrance, and it could be said that he was bottomless.

And he seemed to hear something screaming, like he was gnawing on something.

"Why are you suddenly stunned again?" Wang Feng poked Van Gogh.

"I seem to hear something...... It's like some creature is gnawing on something. Van Gogh and Wang Feng described the voices they heard, but neither could they express them accurately.