"At that time, the lord investigated the castle and found that it was not what the villagers said it was." The housekeeper looked at Wang Feng indignantly and complained: "The owner of the house, along with his five children, and his servants, was killed, and the murderer was actually a villager, but he escaped...... The sheriff told us that the murderer was let go by the villagers. It's all rumors, and I don't know what these villagers are thinking......"

"This is the so-called rumor, stop at the wise......" Wang Feng hurriedly slapped a wave of sycophants.

The housekeeper was immediately full of affection for the young man in front of him, and couldn't help but start admiring it: "I don't see that sir, you are also a wise man." ”

The housekeeper's words made Wang Feng a little embarrassed, and he hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no, no...... The true wise man was Mr. Henry Bacon. ”

"The villagers have made up all sorts of rumors that there is an army of bats and devils that will be here on every page of Halloween...... And what's the most ridiculous? These things they say are all related to mice, and what they say is moving and moving...... The castle was rebuilt once...... I heard that at that time, a large army of scrawny, obscene, and hungry rats suddenly sprang out...... Everywhere I went, there was no grass, and the poultry was eaten, and the pigs, dogs, cows and sheep swallowed up two unlucky villagers......"

Wang Feng couldn't help but laugh when he heard these rumors from the housekeeper's mouth: "Their ability to make up stories is indeed good. ”

"Alas! Anyway, a series of gossip was derived...... My host bought it and it took more than two years to renovate. The housekeeper couldn't do anything about the rumors of those villagers, and sighed a few times in succession.

"Meow Meow Meow ......"

Wang Feng looked down at his feet, a huge black cat was constantly scratching his legs with its paws.

"This cat is my owner's baby...... What do you think? Isn't it cute? ”

Wang Feng nodded, and then picked up the black cat.

But at this moment, there was a sound of gnawing on things from inside the wall, and the black cat struggled directly to escape from Wang Feng's hand, and then arched his waist, as if he was facing a great enemy and looked at the wall in an attacking posture and screamed.

"What's going on?"

"I don't know what's going on, but this black cat has been like this ever since I came here, and every time I hear the sound of gnawing something from inside the wall, it strikes like this...... Maybe it's because of the rats inside the wall! But to be honest, I've never seen a mouse in this castle. The housekeeper picked up the black cat: "Okay, little baby, I'll take you to eat......

After the housekeeper left, Wang Feng put his ear to the wall, and he heard a very strange sound, as if something was shuttling inside the wall.

"It does feel like a rat...... But the rumors from those villagers are too scary, right? Wang Feng wanted to laugh when he thought of those rumors.

"Forget it, it has nothing to do with me, I'm going to see how Van Gogh is?"

He turned his head to the other door, but he accidentally caught a glimpse of a large object hidden in the darkness.

Wang Feng hurriedly rubbed his eyes, suspecting that he had seen it wrong, and when he asked him to see that direction again, he found that there was nothing.

"Am I really mistaken?"

He didn't think much about it, he quickly pushed open the door and walked in, Van Gogh had already woken up at this time, and was sitting on the bed painting, when he saw Wang Feng coming, he quickly stood up.

"Are you alright?" Wang Feng leaned his head over and looked at the sketchpad in front of Van Gogh.

"It's okay, but my head hurts...... Mr. Henry Bacon has told me everything, but what I don't understand is where the monsters have gone? Van Gogh rubbed his temples.

"I don't know how, but you fell to the ground in agony and screamed words...... I don't understand what you're talking about, but the monsters fell from the sky and vanished. Wang Feng told Van Gogh all about the situation at that time.

"I don't know what's going on, but I feel like something must have changed in me......" Van Gogh looked at Wang Feng: "When did you wake up?" ”

"I just woke up, and then I met the butler in the corridor and chatted with him......" Wang Feng pointed to the paintings in the corridor and asked Van Gogh: "Have you seen those paintings in the corridor?" It's really good...... And I feel that the painting is a bit similar to your painting, both in the same style. ”

Van Gogh nodded: "Because this is the ...... painted by someone in my family." ”

"Ahh

Wang Feng looked at Van Gogh with a bewildered expression: "I didn't expect you kid to be really a hidden rich second generation!" ”

Van Gogh smiled bitterly: "If it weren't for him, we wouldn't be in London...... I heard that he took all the money from the family and went to this place to build this castle, but I don't know why...... All of his family died overnight, except for one person, who of course was the only survivor...... Of course, I can't remember exactly if it's a seniority, but it's probably like that anyway. ”

"And this kind of operation...... Wang Feng didn't expect that the previous owner of this castle turned out to be Van Gogh's ancestor, and such a terrifying thing happened to their family.

"But...... I believe it was definitely not that person who killed him...... And this castle has been cursed. ”

"No, I just heard that the person who killed your ancestor's whole family was a villager!" Wang Feng felt that something was wrong with what Van Gogh said, and he had just gotten some clues from the butler's mouth, if it was according to what Van Gogh said......

"It's not...... This has also been said in the family...... It was just a nonsense made up by the villagers, because they knew that guy couldn't kill someone. It was the demons in the castle who really killed people. Van Gogh stretched, and then looked at Wang Feng.

"In other words, what are the villagers hiding?"

This couldn't help but make Wang Feng a little curious, if this was really the case, then what were these villagers hiding?

"You must have heard the housekeeper tell you about the rumors from the villagers, right? In fact, there are true and false, after all, rumors are facts and other people's imagination...... Coupled with some artistic embellishments, it can be said that it is a half-truth. Van Gogh looked around: "To be honest, I really didn't think I would come back to this place." ”

"There are so many castles in this world, how do you know that this is the castle you call in your house?" Wang Feng was a little puzzled.

Van Gogh didn't say anything, and directly pulled Wang Feng and walked towards the corridor.