"I see. That means that you, like me, were knocked unconscious in this strange castle and then locked up in this dungeon. Meng Ruxue said with her hand on her chin.

At this moment, I heard the sound of footsteps coming from far and near, accompanied by the flickering candle flame.

The candle flame was getting closer and closer to them, closer and closer, until a jack-o-lantern suddenly clung to the wooden cell door, clearly revealing the expressionless and pale middle-aged woman standing behind it.

The woman stiffened her face and shone the jack-o-lantern on everything in the dungeon, and suddenly she turned the lamp to the right, lit up the dark corner of the wall, and saw the dreams of sitting side by side, looking at her like snow and springs.

"Who are you? Why are you locking us up in such a place? What exactly is your purpose? Dream like snow asked a series of questions.

However, the middle-aged woman did not answer her question directly, but glanced at her indifferently, and then said mechanically: "The master is invited." ”

"Master? What host? We're not going! ”

As if she had not heard Meng Ruxue's protest, the middle-aged woman opened the wooden cell door with the key, untied the iron chain that was fixed to the wall, held the chain in her hand, and waited for them to come out of the prison door.

"I said we wouldn't go, don't you understand?"

Meng Ruxue sat in place, without the slightest intention of obeying the woman and being led by her nose.

"The master is invited." The middle-aged woman repeated mechanically again, pulled out a pistol from the white bib in front of her belly, and pointed the pistol in the direction of the two of them.

The air was stiff for a while, and after the two of them and the middle-aged woman looked at each other for a few seconds, Quan Sheng grabbed Meng Ruxue's arm and pulled her to stand up slowly, "Miss Xue'er, don't you think it's also a very interesting thing to meet the owner of this ancient castle?" Quan Sheng said with a smile.

Quan Sheng squeezed Meng Ruxue's hand, Meng Ruxue looked at Quan Sheng, and forced out a smile, "Yes...... It's kind of interesting. ”

The middle-aged woman pointed her gun in front of her, and then the two of them obediently walked out of the dungeon and kept walking forward.

They walked up the stairs to the first floor and walked to the first floor. I walked through a long hallway, and followed it to the spiral staircase.

The middle-aged woman pointed her gun at it, and then they followed the direction she pointed, all the way up, to the third floor, and came to a wide carved dragon mahogany door.

The two of them looked at the door in front of them, which looked to be about four meters long and three meters wide, and there was a dragon carved on the door with teeth and claws. The dragon's hand is holding a dragon ball, and there is some splashing water underneath the dragon ball.

This couldn't help but make the two of them more and more curious about who the owner of the ancient castle behind this door was? And why "invite" the two of them here to let them meet with them?

Just when they were puzzled and puzzled, the middle-aged woman walked up to them, lowered her head respectfully, and asked inside, "Master, I brought them here." ”

"Really? Then please come in. ”

"Yes." The middle-aged woman bent down and gently pushed open the door, and then invited the two of them in.

They walked slowly into the room, and with one foot on the soft and luxurious blanket, they saw the statues of physical art placed on the left and right, and some of the creepy paintings hanging on the walls.

"Welcome, my guest. Do you want to drink black tea or coffee? The voice of a magnetic, humble and courteous man came from the couch by the fireplace.

Quan Sheng and Meng Ruxue immediately turned their heads to look over there, and saw a blue-eyed blonde man dressed in a British gentleman's outfit on the sofa, sitting there elegantly, his eyes looking directly at them.

"Thanks, we don't need it." Meng Ruxue rejected the man.

But the man just looked at the middle-aged woman with a smile and ordered, "Cui Lisha, you go and prepare black tea for our guests." ”

"Yes, master." Lisa bowed respectfully, and then left the room.

"I don't think you're going to leave this room so quickly, so I'm sorry I chose the black tea for you."

Although the man said sorry, his expression did not show the slightest hint of apology. This made Meng Ruxue feel a little uncomfortable in her heart, and she only felt that he was vain, and he was a master who was inconsistent.

"I think you deliberately 'invited' us over, it shouldn't just be as simple as asking us to accompany you for afternoon tea, right?" Meng Ruxue asked bluntly without beating around the bush.

The light of the firefire reflected in the man's eyes, and instead of answering Mengruxue's question directly, he looked at the sofa opposite and made a gesture for them to sit down.

Quan Sheng smiled and took Meng Ruxue's hand, pulled her to the sofa, and sat down calmly.

His eyes couldn't help but be attracted by the crackling sound on the side, and he couldn't help but look at the charcoal in the fireplace, and then said: "The castle lord is really alive, and he actually uses this thousand-year-old tree to add charcoal fire, and I don't know how long this charcoal fire will be enough?" ”

The man smiled, crossed his fingers on his chest, and looked directly into Izumi's eyes.

"I don't have anything, but the only thing I don't lack is this long-lasting thing. These things are treasures elsewhere, but when they are placed in my place, they can only be used as firewood. ”

"Oh? That being the case, the castle lord should also be a long-term thing? Quansheng's question made the man laugh out loud.

Cui Lisha walked in with a tray, she placed three cups of black tea on the coffee table in front of the three of them, and then stood aside respectfully, like a puppet, without expression or superfluous movements, as if she couldn't even blink her eyes.

"Please."

The man picked up the black tea that had been placed in front of him, sniffed the aroma of the tea room, and took a sip gently.

Meng Ruxue and Quansheng also picked up the teacup in front of them, put the black tea in front of their eyes, smelled the refreshing aroma, and took a small sip.

"Well, this taste is fragrant and sweet, and the aftertaste is endless, but it is really a good tea." Dream Ruxue couldn't help but praise.

"Then you can take a few more sips, and you will feel different."

Meng Ruxue looked at the black tea in the cup, and drank a few sips in succession, but the more she drank the tea, the more bitter it became, and in the end, she almost squirted out the black tea. "This tea is so bitter. The more you drink, the more bitter and astringent it becomes. ”

"What you drink is 'life is short, and the wood is about to rot', which is naturally getting more and more bitter and astringent." The man said, holding the teacup.