Chapter 9: Mysterious Footsteps
"Miss Qi, this is the situation in the manor. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 infoLet's go back and rest first. ”
"Lady Carolina, I still want to go somewhere."
"Where?"
"The grave of Monsieur Brandmeis."
"The grave of Mr. Berlandmeiss is in that forest."
Lady Carolina pointed to the primeval forest and said, "I suggest that you rest at the manor today. I'll go with you tomorrow. Do you think that's good? “
"Okay." Qi Luoling nodded.
When they returned to the main hall on the first floor, Mr. Locke told them that the Chinese meal was ready. So, they moved on to the restaurant.
In the dining room, a large lighthouse hangs from the white ceiling, but the light is dimly dim. The white rectangular dining table and red chairs look magnificent. The dining table was neat and spotless. Two pairs of slender silver candlesticks are placed on the table, and the candlesticks are lit with white candles, giving the whole restaurant a special atmosphere.
Lady Carolina, and Mr. Locke sat down.
The meal was preceded by a white borscht thickened with yogurt, followed by a main course, white sausages made with bacon, white and red cabbage, and a roast goose, but the chef had cut them up and divided them into each person's plate.
The after-dinner wine is made from pure natural honey from Poland. Chelsulin knows that its fermentation process is based on a traditional Polish recipe to produce a wine with sweet and honey flavors. This method of making mead has been going on for centuries.
The ginger liquid is poured into the white glass, and a fresh fragrance spreads. Qi Luoling took a sip, it was clear and delicious.
For aristocratic dining etiquette, Qi Luoling didn't know what attention to detail, so he only imitated while watching their meal.
After lunch, Madame Carolina took her to familiarize herself with the interior of the villa.
On the second floor is the study and piano room.
The study has two floors, connected by a circular wooden staircase. Wooden floors, wooden bookshelves, and wooden stairs make you feel like you've stepped into a vast forest. On the lower level are desks and sofa chairs.
Qi Luoling walked to the tall bookshelves and glanced at them, a small part of which was a collection of books on music, and most of them were books on literature, poetry, and philosophy of history. The collection is rich, like a small library.
Next to the study is the piano room.
Mrs. Carolina opened the wooden door of the piano room and said nonchalantly: "Monsieur Brandmeiss never plays the piano, but sits on the piano bench and watches the piano quietly. ”
Qi Luoling walked slowly into the room
The piano room was unusually empty, except for a black Steinway grand piano standing quietly in the middle of the room. Perhaps the layout of the piano room in the world is so simple, and there is only a silent piano.
The silent piano gave her a familiar feeling, reminding her of her maternal great-grandfather, who was dead and alive. Perhaps only the piano is the only proof that all the demon descendants have ever been there in the world.
The corners of Qi Luoling's eyes were moist, and she stood quietly on the black piano for a while, and left the piano room.
On the second floor are bedrooms and guest rooms.
The bedrooms are spacious and luxurious, like entering the king's bedroom. Resplendent and magnificent, the mahogany red bed is in the middle, and the floor is a thick carpet of light yellow. There is a large oil painting on the bed, which is colorful and lifelike. A glittering chandelier hung from the ceiling under the firmament.
The red bedside table is lined with beautiful lamps and beautiful crafts.
After the tour, Mrs. Carolina smiled and said, "That's how the villa is laid out. As you came, my husband and I, and the cook were going to the town in the afternoon to buy some things, so we were leaving the estate. You can walk around on your own. If you want to read and play the piano, go to the study and piano room. Now that you are the only one left in the manor, I still have to warn you not to go out of the manor and into the forest. ”
Qi Luoling nodded.
Shortly after that, Lady Carolina and her party left the manor in a car.
Qi Luoling stood in front of the transparent floor-to-ceiling window and watched them leave, then followed the stairs to the study on the second floor.
The music books in the study are all old treasures, most of which are about piano music. She pulled out a random book of religious music about the Middle Ages. It seems that Mr. Brandt Mike is really fond of piano music. There are also some piano music recordings, including Chopin, Richard Clayderman, Beethoven, etc.
After browsing through the music books, she came back to the humanities, the complete works of Shakespeare, Dante's Divine Comedy, Russell's History of Western Philosophy, the History of the European Renaissance, and Life in the Middle Ages.
Qi Luoling took out Russell's "History of Western Philosophy" from the bookcase, and just read a few pages, perhaps because he drank too much mead after the meal. She suddenly felt a little dizzy, and everything around her was hazy, as if her surroundings were full of fog.
She sat on the couch in the study in a daze. It was just when she suddenly heard footsteps from the stairs.
At noon, the manor was now empty, and there was silence except her, which could not have been clearer. It's a slow and heavy footstep, it's a powerful and calm footstep. I am going up the narrow staircase step by step. Obviously, the feet that made this sound were not wearing shoes, and the stairs on the feet made a "snapping" sound, so the sound was unusually single and unpleasant.
At this time, Qi Luoling was extremely sober, and there was no one else in the manor except her. She held her breath and listened quietly. The man who went up the stairs did not hide the slightest hint of his actions, but on the contrary, he seemed to deliberately make a louder noise, and some of it intensified.
The man seemed to have stopped at the door of her study. The door, she thought, could be opened with a bang at any moment. Strangely enough, the man seemed to be walking towards the stairs from the door of the study, and when he reached the corner of the stairs, he paused for a moment, then went down the stairs to the downstairs hallway, and then fell silent.