Benjamin quickly stepped back, and he glanced at Myrtle, "I seem to have something I forgot to say, can you tell me how you were killed?" Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

However, Myrtle did not feel angry, but her eyes lit up, as if it was her honor to be asked this question.

"Ouch, it's horrible," she said with relish, "and that's where it happens." I died in this toilet. I remember it very clearly. At the time, Olive Humbe laughed at me for wearing glasses like a four-eyed dog, so I hid here. I locked the door and was crying inside, when I suddenly heard someone coming in. What they say is funny. I guess it must be another language. But what annoyed me the most was that I heard a boy's voice talking about life. So I opened the door, told him to go away, went to his boys' bathroom, and—" Myrtle thought herself remarkably puffed out her chest, her face radiant, "and I died." ”

"How did you die?" asked Benjamin curiously.

"I don't know," Myrtle said mysteriously in a low voice, "I just remember seeing a pair of frighteningly large yellow eyes." It was as if my whole body was caught, and then I floated away."

She looked at Benjamin in a trance. "Then I came back. You know, I'm hell-bent on settling accounts with Olive Horn. Oh, and she regretted laughing at me for wearing glasses. ”

"Where the hell did you see those eyes?" said Benjamin, walking up and down the sink, looking a little uneasy.

"Pretty much right there. Myrtle said, gesturing vaguely to the pool in front of her. Benjamin hurried over, and the pool looked normal. They checked it inside and out, up and down, and didn't let go of the water pipes underneath.

Then Benjamin saw a small snake carved into the side of a bronze dragon's head. "This faucet never comes out of the water. Myrtle said happily when she saw that Benjamin wanted to unscrew the faucet.

Benjamin looked at the little snake and probably understood what he should do.

He stared at the faucet, and then trilied, desperately imagined it to be a real snake.

"Open!"

Benjamin, however, also speaks human language.

"What are you doing? Are you crazy too, Benjamin?" said Myrtle with a grin.

Benjamin didn't pay attention to Myrtle, he reimagined it, and from his mouth, there was a snake-like, hissing sound.

Suddenly, the dragon's head emitted a dazzling white light and began to spin rapidly. Then the pool moved. They watched as the pool slowly faded from view, revealing a very thick pipe that could fit a person in.

"Oh my God, you, what are you doing!" Myrtle exclaimed exaggeratedly, as if Benjamin had done something that had surprised her.

"Goodbye, Myrtle. Benjamin gracefully turned back and smiled a gentlemanly smile at Myrtle.

Myrtle held her face and blushed shyly.

Without hesitation, Benjamin jumped off the hose and slid all the way down it.

It felt like speeding down a dark, slimy, endless slide. He could see that there were many other pipes that were branching out in all directions, but none of them were as thick as this one. Their pipe twists and turns, and the slope is steep all the way down. Benjamin surmised that he had slipped deep into the school's floor, even deeper than the underground classrooms.

Then, just as he began to worry about what was next, he suddenly fell to the ground. The water pipe became horizontal, and he came out of the mouth of the pipe, and fell to the damp ground with a pop. It was a dark stone tunnel, big enough for a person to stand in.

"So, I'm going to go all the way to the end. Benjamin smiled self-deprecatingly and touched the ring on his hand.

This ugly ring has only one purpose at the moment. Whenever Benjamin needed stimulation, he would touch it and be awakened by a chill to the bone.

It was pitch black in the tunnel, and Benjamin had to light his wand with magic to barely see the road ahead.

The walls were wet and sticky, much to Benjamin's disgust.

And when Benjamin himself accidentally stepped on a pair of mouse bones, he noticed that the ground was full of bones of various animals.

"It's such a great place. Benjamin crouched down, then carefully stroked the bones with his own hands.

This intoxicating cold, let Benjamin intoxicate.

He had almost forgotten what he had come in.

Benjamin reluctantly got up, casually filled some bones into it, and then walked all the way back on.

As he navigated a long black corridor, Benjamin was greeted by an open area that resembled a room.

Benjamin saw a behemoth, and he almost freaked out.

However, Benjamin soon realized that what appeared in front of her was not an actual basilisk, but just a snakeskin that had been shed from it.

The snakeskin lay coiled on the floor of the tunnel, which was empty. Apparently, the animal that had just shed this layer of skin was at least twenty feet long.

Benjamin exhaled, and suddenly regretted it.

It's just a zombie that has been refined by itself, so why do you need to care so much!

Benjamin stepped over the giant snakeskin and walked into a new tunnel.

The tunnel took one turn and the next. Every nerve in Benjamin was trembling uncomfortably. On the one hand, he hopes to get to the end of the tunnel quickly, but on the other hand, he is worried about what will happen to him at the end of the tunnel. Finally, Benjamin carefully turned another bend, and at last found a sturdy wall in front of him, carved with two intertwined snakes, their eyes studded with large, shining emeralds.

Benjamin approached step by step, and only felt that these two snakes were no different from the real ones. There is no need to assume that these two stone snakes are real now, their eyes look exactly like they are alive.

Benjamin guessed what he had to do.

He cleared his throat, and then very smoothly let out of his mouth the same hissing sound as a snake.

Two snake emerald-like eyes seemed to flicker quietly.

"Open. Benjamin said in a low, hoarse hiss.

The two snakes separated, and the stone wall cracked in the middle and slowly slid to both sides and disappeared. Benjamin walked in.