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Lynch took a step forward and stood still. Behind him, the door to the staircase slowly closed with a "click" sound.

Lynch didn't look back, his hand reached straight back, and then pushed the door behind him a little harder, but the door didn't move.

Locked.

Lynch raised an eyebrow, this is a castle, a place where the capable live.

The color of the carpet on the ground became deeper and deeper, the dark red seemed to be stained with blood, and gradually became dazzling, and the patterns on it, which were originally regular and very beautiful, became distorted and hideous, like those withered, very rough trees in the night of horror movies.

Under the background of the carpet, the originally gentle and bright lights began to gradually dim, corresponding to the dark red carpet, and the entire narrow corridor seemed to be dyed with a faint red. Then the ceiling began to extend upwards, gradually reaching a higher height than before.

"Wow. Lynch watched the changes in the corridor and walked slowly forward again, but a long sword gradually condensed in his hand: "Is this a new function that Ying Lan discovered in the castle?" His voice echoed through the empty corridor, along with the crisp footsteps.

It's like a phone call?

Of course not. At least Ying Lan is not very good at making such jokes, of course, it is not ruled out that she may do this during the weird period, but Lynch knows that in order to watch Ying Lan, Luo Yu has been deliberately letting the little bird cub next to him follow Ying Lan. If Ying Lan dared to do anything weird, she might be a little miserable.

Then that's interesting, Lynch doesn't think it's a coincidence that Ying Lan encountered these things after calling him out.

He walked slowly, paying attention to the doors on either side of the hallway, and then wondered if he should open a random door and go in to see if anything had changed in the room.

He stopped at a door, and the crisp footsteps stopped, and then Lynch reached out and grabbed the doorknob and twisted it slightly.

The door opened.

Instead of a cozy cabin, Lynch saw a staircase leading to the bottom. The stone walls on both sides were also hung with dim lamps, and a damp smell came to the face.

It's really familiar now.

Lynch whistled, and the sword in his hand slashed against the stone wall, carving a deep mark, and then he retracted his head and closed the door.

He didn't know exactly where it led, but his talent told him that if he went down, he would most likely leave the castle directly.

So what would it be like in the control room? Lynch thought so, and looked at the surroundings again, and now the original flame-like patterns on the walls on both sides of the place had been replaced by a more distorted, intricate carving, all over the white walls, like abstract paintings of painful and struggling faces, the color changed, as if the fluctuations of pain, the more distorted, the darker the color.

The lights flickered, and the opaque walls seemed to be interfering with the burning of the flames, moving in the light and dark, and the shadows reflected on the walls showed all kinds of strange and distorted images.

He walked around again, and the already narrow corridor seemed to grow longer, and Lynch slowly walked through door after door, walking towards the seemingly endless distance ahead, only to be missing the control room that he was supposed to have arrived a long time ago.

"Tsk, that's not interesting. Lynch stopped again, and at the same time, the footsteps echoing in the corridor stopped, and the empty corridor was quiet again.

"It's true that there's something missing. Lynch said, stabbing his sword at the nearest door.

A muffled snort sounded, and a figure tied to the door gradually appeared in front of the door, but unlike the guys in Lynch's last experience, who were completely human, these small figures tied to the door were more like goblin-like creatures, they had big eyes, pointed ears, only two symbolic holes in the nose, and the mouth was very large, the small wrinkled dark skin was smooth and slippery, only a few handfuls of sparse light-colored hair on the head, this little guy looked pained, the small body struggled and twitched, the thin limbs were firmly fixed to the door in large characters, and blood flowed from the wound that Lynch had stabbed, but blue.

Then Lynch looked further ahead and saw that all the doors were already strapped to the little creature.

Lynch shook his head, he was a little curious about the connection between this castle and the space he had entered before, but it was obviously better to ask the person concerned as soon as possible for this kind of thing.

Lynch withdrew his sword, then suddenly swung it back, the lightning that attached to the sword made a long mark and blackened the walls.

How can there be a crisp sound of boots stepping on the carpet? It's exactly the same as what happened to Lynch before, and the routine won't change.

But there is nothing behind it.

"Strange. Lynch turned his head and looked at the corridor behind him, which had been swallowed up by darkness: "There was something in the back just now, and I was very close." ”

Then an old hand suddenly appeared in front of him and put it on his shoulder.

Lynch's face changed, and then there was a flash of lightning, and the whole person's body suddenly turned into a flickering electric light, and quickly drifted behind for a short distance, and then this flickering electric light regrouped into a human form again.

"These visions scared me, I went ......"

The little goblins hanging on the door around saw that Lynch was a little embarrassed, and changed their original sad face and cowered, and laughed one after another, and the piercing laughter gathered together, accompanied by the goblin who was stabbed by Lynch with a sword who was faintly twitching and crying, and the sound was particularly annoying.

Lynch was a little speechless, he gave up trying to continue searching for clues in this apparently seductive vision, so he blinked, and a faint white point of light flashed in the center of his dark eyes, and then this point of light flashed, and everything in front of him began to be sucked into a huge vortex, and the little goblins who were still laughing at Lynch let out a frightened cry - and then everything around him shattered like glass, and then he was sucked into the huge vortex in front of Lynch.

Lynch was back in the hallway on the third floor of the castle, and behind him was the door to the staircase, the door was open, not sealed or any other strange change, and the hallway was completely restored to its normal state.

He never moved.

Ying Lan grinned and leaned against the wall not far from the corridor, looking at Lynch with a mocking expression.

"The eyes are good, and they are better than before, are they awakening a new talent? Mr. Genius?"

"Let's not talk about that...... Were you just doing something?" asked Lynch helplessly.

"I'm not that bored. Ying Lan hugged his shoulders and said, "Do you remember what Ning Yue was going to talk to us about before? When he was exploring the castle with those two troubles before, he found that he had triggered something - the one you just saw." A strange old lady, though not a real person, an illusion maintained by the instrument, which is now in the control room. ”

"Strange old lady?" Lynch was a little puzzled, "I didn't see these things just now?"

"Uh, we've all seen each other before, so what do you see?"

"At best, I saw a hand, wasn't it—" Lynch said, but the words stopped abruptly.

He saw an old hand on Ying Lan's shoulder.