The courtyard is not deep, only nearly 100 meters away from the entrance hall of the Western-style Pavilion, but the horizontal width is not visible at a glance, except that there are more buildings that do not know its function blocking the view, and there seems to be a layer of dim gauze covering the area under the clear night, and even the light in the wilderness seems to be brighter than here. Even if he couldn't see the things in the courtyard clearly, it didn't make Takakawa feel like there was a ghost in the dark that is often seen in mysterious events. It's dim, it's dark, it's dark, it's going to be a word that can't be used to describe brightness, but it's not derogatory.

Even if it is described as gloomy, it is a clean and cold place, and it is not cold, as if it is embraced by some huge invisible thing, and you can feel the soft part.

Gao Chuan feels that such an atmosphere reflects more and more feminine delicacy - this judgment should always be correct, although the driver said that "witches are not necessarily women", but living here, even if they are not witches, should be women. When Takakawa thought so, there were some things full of femininity that vaguely appeared in the place where his eyes passed, although men can also be delicate, and even use some things that seem to be slightly soft on the outside, but what he has learned from women such as Sakiya, Hakkei, Marceau, Omi, Dorothy, and color ties, etc., what he has always witnessed and felt, and the characteristics they embody in "women", make Takakawa have an extremely keen sense of judging whether the other party is a woman or a feminine man.

The retina screen constantly divides the space, selects the reference object and sets the coordinates, positioning the two of them in an extremely precise position, while the chain judgment also outlines the places that are invisible to the naked eye. The general outline of the courtyard is presented in a three-dimensional perspective on his retinal screen, allowing him to determine exactly how a place is arranged without actually going to those places. There is no enemy, no hostility is felt, and the most important thing is the interference of some mysterious force on consciousness.

This kind of interference was not only effective for the driver, but also for Takakawa, who felt that he could have noticed the inconsistencies in the driver's reference to his loved ones earlier. Now he suspects that the driver may well have lost his loved ones. Talking about sisters, wives, daughters, sons, etc., is just self-righteous assumptions.

The driver is unaware and unaware of it, and he simply accepts the premise that he is interested in the story of the witch because he has to shoulder the responsibilities of the family.

In any case, a man who is willing to take risks for his family will not be disgusted by Takakawa. Even with such a negative speculation, Gao Chuan didn't plan to remind him at this time, if he didn't mention it, the driver would not wake up, but he would definitely be very painful. Relatives can be fake, but how you want to treat your loved ones' feelings will not be fake.

Gao Chuan had a plan about how to make him sober up when the driver looked around, but before that, he had to make sure that he was safe. When the driver was unaware, Takakawa was ready for battle.

"Did you find anything?" Gao Chuan asked, although he didn't think that the driver would make a new discovery, but if the driver really made a new discovery, then, even if this discovery was just an illusion on his part, it could be presented and become a situation where there was no distinction between truth and falsehood. Such speculation is based on the driver's previous interaction with the environment, and the driver is the "leader", but not just the "leader".

"Nope." The driver was slightly bitter, "I think it's normal here, it's just an abandoned ordinary foreign museum, but if we appear here, it's already an abnormal situation." I don't think that in an unusual environment, there will be something that is normal in every way. ”

"Anyway, if the other party is a witch, it is natural that you can't see the flaws." This time, it was Takakawa who went to comfort him.

"Well, that's a good point." The driver's gaze turned back to the foyer of the Western-style restaurant in front of him, "I just hope it's not too dangerous...... and then proposes, "Let's go in." ”

Takakawa nodded, and crossed the central fountain with the driver—the fountain had dried up, the walls of the pool were covered with moss, the base of the statue was made of stone, and there was obvious damage, the cracks and chips made it seem as if it was going to collapse at any moment—the air began to smell like it was not in the wilderness, not unpleasant, but it was hardly pleasant. The smell seemed to loom to repel the two, they did not stop, and the driver took the lead in speeding up.

In front of the tall hall door, the driver couldn't find a pager like a doorbell, so he had no choice but to bang the door with his fist.

After about ten minutes, the driver was about to give up, and Gao Chuan heard movement from behind the door, but on his retina screen, which was composed of prosthetic parts and interlocking judgment ability, the real-time updated three-dimensional image did not show any moving objects. After a while, Gao Chuan could even feel that the thing behind the door was approaching, and the observation was still blank - another ghost? He couldn't help but think. He was accustomed to referring to moving objects that he could not see, but could feel, as ghosts, though such a name did not properly describe this mysterious phenomenon.

"Something's coming." Takakawa pulled the driver and told him to take a few steps back. Takakawa still trusts his instincts more.

As soon as the driver stepped away, blood seeped from the wooden, thick gate. Whether it was what Gao Chuan smelled or the judgment on the retina screen, it made him conclude that it was human blood. The blood flows along the grain of the wood, outlining an intricate pattern, which then burns again. As a result, the hall door began to give a sense of unease.

The driver was startled, but still nervously caught the red liquid and confirmed: "That's right, it's blood!" Human blood! Then he added, "Worthy of the place where witches live." ”

For ordinary people, the witch is a mysterious existence, and the place where she is is full of negative connotations is incredible, but it is something that people can easily accept.

"Something is coming out." Gao Chuan couldn't figure out what this blood was, and the use of blood to express some kind of mystery was quite common in past experiences, and the most dangerous thing was naturally the red phenomenon similar to blood that accompanied the appearance of Jiang. In Takakawa's mind, the yellow phenomenon is more suggestive of LCL, while the red phenomenon often represents a fear in the deepest part of human consciousness.

The color of blood on the gate in front of him undoubtedly made Gao Chuan further mentally prepared. The other party is likely to be close to the existence of the final weapon to a certain extent.

The spread of blood color was very fast, not painting the entire façade, but only reflecting the wood texture more deeply, and the complex pattern composed of these textures, although it looked like a magic array, but whether it actually had any meaning, Takakawa had no way of knowing.

Save, Convert, Unlock ...... Using his occult knowledge to draw on these textured patterns, Takakawa conjectured their meanings and recorded them with his brain and hardware.

The driver swallowed his saliva, and he seemed to be terrified. In other words, the sudden rise of fear at this time can overwhelm the eagerness to meet the witch.

Light black, tulle-like mist seeped through the crack in the door. Takakawa and the driver had retreated to the bottom of the steps.

Then, the door opened.

The back of the door was still dark, and I couldn't see clearly, and I vaguely felt that there was a woman standing there, but the outline was almost completely integrated into the darkness, and I couldn't see clearly in a trance.

Gao Chuan was silent, and the driver did not speak.

The tight air makes it feel like every second is so long.

Then, the silhouette of the woman took another step forward, and the whole person suddenly faded from the hazy tulle and became clear. This is a maid, the simple and conservative black dress almost touches the upper of the shoe, but the shoes are high-heeled style, with a fashionable and bright color, and the long skirt is wrapped around a white apron, and the clothes are tightly wrapped, which highlights the maid's figure far above the average level. When the driver raised his head to see her face, his own face turned blue-white.

Gao Chuan's gaze also lifted from the maid's **** to her face. It was a face with completely specific facial features, like a model doll on a clothing shelf, although the outline of the facial features could be faintly seen, but because there was nothing more specific, it made people feel very scary. What's more, even exposed skin lacks the softness and color of living organisms, and instead has a feeling of inorganic hardness.

She is not human.

It's not just drivers who have this awareness.

However, she is moving, and, without hostility, wants to come out to greet guests. She didn't seem to care why the guests were visiting, and she seemed to know why they were visiting, and the speed with which she opened the door made it seem that she was not waiting for the janitor to be here, but just accustomed to being visited.

The driver didn't know what to say, even if he thought it was a witch living here, as if he couldn't ask at such a time.

Takakawa was still silent.

The maid waved her hand sideways, bowed slightly, and made a gesture of "Distinguished guests are invited in". This time, both of them could see that her every move did have some mechanical sense.

The driver and Takakawa glanced at each other, and he made up his mind and said, "I must go in, Mr. Takakawa." ”

"Got it, let's go together." Takakawa had known he would say that.

The two of them entered the hall door, and before her eyes could adjust to the light inside the door, the maid, who had become blurred again, closed the door with a creak and a bang, and as the sound echoed, she was gone. The echo made it seem that the hall was so spacious, and the two of them looked at the furnishings of the hall, but they were surprised not to find much luxury, and it was inevitable that it was empty, because, apart from a huge carpet, there were not even tables and chairs for people to rest, let alone decorations. When you look up, you can see the bare beams, but there is an unexpected rugged beauty.

A large arc of stairs connected the second floor, and Takakawa felt that if the two of them wanted to find something, they had to go up.

The driver probably thought the same thing, and without hesitation, after he failed to find the maid, he walked towards the building. Gao Chuan hurriedly chased after him, and the driver at this time didn't show any fear, as if the fear exposed when he just saw the blood-colored gate and the inhuman maid had been thrown behind him.

The driver didn't say anything and walked fast, making Takakawa feel as if he knew where to go. Is he really familiar with this mansion? Takakawa felt that it was not, but simply because that mysterious consciousness force was interfering with the driver's consciousness with greater intensity.

Compared to the emptiness of the hall on the first floor, the second floor is full of rooms, with only a corridor running across all visible doors. From the outside, it was impossible to tell which room was more important, but the driver still drove Takakawa to the room at the end of the corridor. The location of this room makes Gao Chuan feel a sense of immediacy. Soon, an impression came to mind: in the reality of the hospital, the ward where Gao Chuan lived was also at the end of the corridor.

The more he looked at the room in front of him, the more Takakawa felt that it was like the workshop where Takakawa lived when he was still in human form.

Was it based on the experiences of Takakawa? Takakawa thought so. In this way, the other party is likely to have a certain understanding of the reality of the hospital. Who exactly can do such a thing? Gao Chuan confirmed in the reality of the hospital that for so many years, there is only one patient with doomsday syndrome who can access and get out of the apocalyptic illusion and have such freedom.

So, how to explain the feeling in front of you?

With doubts, he took the driver one step ahead and pushed the door open. The door was unsealed and unlocked. When the two walked in, what they saw was not a small room that matched the door, but a large room equivalent to a hall.

A fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl, dressed in a Gothic lace-trimmed gown, sits sideways on an ornate wooden chair that looks very expensive, sipping a cup of black tea. She is not full of inhuman features like a maid, she looks like a high-profile and impersonal goth girl, and the pale brown parasol rests on the tea table, a little uninhibited.

If you want to say beautiful, she is naturally beautiful, not youthful beauty, although she is only fourteen or fifteen years old in appearance and figure, it makes people feel that she is already a blooming flower, of course, if she turns into a painting, she will be decorated with more flowers around her. Takakawa thinks that it should be tulips, tulips of various colors.

If you want to say that she is a witch, it is also acceptable in feeling, although her appearance is not the same as the imaginary witch, but the mysterious aura floating around her makes people feel that she is an abnormal existence when they see her. (To be continued.) )