Chapter 20: Mansion Horror

On October 1, 117 year of the Nas year, the snow fell on the city

Night.

The carriage galloped along the streets of Snowfall City, and finally stopped at the door of a mansion, Yan Tianhan whistled at the black dog lying on the grass in the yard, the black dog wagged his tail and barked twice at the door, got up and ran over, and turned anxiously around under the railing of the door.

"Oh my God, you're so rich, what a mansion. Harold was always the first to open his mouth to speak, looking up at the seven-story mansion in the courtyard.

The seven-storey mansion with a separate courtyard is a very luxurious configuration in Snowfall City. The Nas Empire explicitly stipulated that the number of floors above ground level in the official's residence should not exceed 10 floors and 35 meters. This regulation invisibly directly defined the general height of the houses throughout the empire. In practice, because most officials are low-key, the officials' residences are in the middle of the fourth or fifth floor. Those tall private residences that are close to ten floors belong to wealthy merchants or leaders of mercenary organizations, and only they will build mansions close to ten floors in order to show their wealth or strength.

"It's not that I'm rich, it's my father who is rich, I'm just reincarnated. This is the back door, and the carriage can't get in, so you can only walk in. Yan Tianhan jumped down from the carriage and pointed to a small house in the south, "My father is too busy to spend much time with my mother, do you see that small house in the south? ”

The path paved with white jade slabs winds from the back door to the entrance of the seven-story building, and the courtyard of the manor is lush with plants that Wu Ling cannot name.

The three of them stepped on the white jade slab, walked through the courtyard to the seven-story mansion, Yan Tianhan said as he walked: "My father values my brother more, after all, my brother is very talented in business, and he is the future heir to the industry. As for me, my father always felt that my choice was disrespectful to life and disrespectful behavior, and thought that even if the whole family was slaughtered by the beasts together, he would not want the day when the white-haired people sent the black-haired people. But now is the era of peace, what risk can there be? Alas, I can hide at home, and basically do not go through the front door, lest my father see me as an unfilial son and get angry. ”

"They all have a hard time. Harold patted Yan Tianhan on the shoulder, and Wu Ling followed Yan Tianhan, successively passing through a back door and two side doors, and after passing through the second side door, he went up to the second floor of the mansion, and finally entered a side hall.

After Yan Tianhan instructed the servants to prepare dinner, the whole person breathed a sigh of relief for a while, sank into the soft sofa, picked up a plate of pastries on the coffee table next to the sofa, stuffed two pieces into his mouth, chewed a few casually, and said: "The main hall is basically used by my father for banquets, this side hall is unique to me, no one bothered, although it is a side hall, but it is also the most luxurious side hall in my house." Dinner will be a little later, so let's put my sword and backpack here, and I'll show you the most magnificent building in my house, which is also unique to me, and it is an absolute eye-opener. ”

Harold touched a gold folding fan inlaid with multicolored crystals hanging on the wall, and his saliva couldn't help but flow out, and when he heard Yan Tianhan and the magnificent building, he immediately asked, "I've already opened my eyes, and there is anything more luxurious?"

Yan Tianhan smiled and said very mysteriously: "You will know when you see it, let's go, I'll lead the way, and put things here." ”

After coming out of the side door of the mansion, Yan Tianhan took Wu Ling and Harold to the south to the hut where the golden-horned elk were kept.

The direction of Yan Tianhan's guidance made Wu Ling and Harold a little confused, except for the pet-keeping hut on the south side of the house, there were no other buildings in the field of vision.

Harold couldn't help but ask, "Brother Yan, isn't that the place where your mother raised the golden-horned elk? Could it be that this shack is the most magnificent building in your family?"

Yan Tianhan walked by himself, and said without looking back: "I can't sell you again, where are there so many questions, just follow along." Hey, have you ever seen a golden-horned elk? If you haven't seen it, let's take a look again tomorrow, now the light is poor, which affects the experience. ”

Yan Tianhan walked faster and faster in the front, and soon went around to the back of the golden-horned elk hut, groped a few times in the grass at the base of the wall, and tapped the ground several times with his thumb in succession. Yan Tianhan At this point, Wu Ling and Harold obviously felt the tremor from the ground, and the changes that occurred in front of them made the two stay in place.

Two meters from the base of the courtyard wall is another path paved with white jade slabs, each of which is about the same size, about 120 centimeters long and 40 centimeters wide. At this moment, with the slight tremor in the ground, on the north side of Yan Tianhan's feet, the second white jade slab began to sink slowly, and the stone slab connected to it also had the same action, sinking to the ground step by step. When the tremor was completely gone, the sixteen white jade slabs on the white jade slab path formed sixteen steps that led straight to the ground.

"I'll lead the way, come on, and you will be able to witness the most magnificent building of my Yan family right away. Yan Tianhan was familiar with the road, and he was the first to walk into the dark tunnel. The unexpected way of opening the tunnel made Harold suddenly excited, and he followed Yan Tianhan down.

Wu Ling hesitated a little, thinking about the three "privilege tokens" worth 400,000 Na coins during the day, a trace of coolness flashed in his heart, touched the dagger behind him, and followed behind Harold.

After walking down about five steps, the tunnel was lit up with orange and yellow lights, although it was not very bright, but for Wu Ling and Harold, who entered for the first time, it was like the blessing of the Holy Spirit, which directly illuminated the way forward. Wu Ling took advantage of the dim light to really see the passage to the underground, this tunnel is not as shallow as it seems, behind the steps formed by the sixteenth white jade slab, there is a sloping ramp, the ramp is very dark, and it is impossible to see what there is.

Yan Tianhan and the others Wu Ling and Harold all went down to the ramp, pulled over a metal object shaped like a lotus canopy, skillfully poked it a few times, and a slight tremor reappeared, and the steps formed by the white jade slab slowly rose up, sealing the exit.

After Yan Tianhan confirmed that he was completely locked, he beckoned to Wu Ling and Harold, turned around and trotted down the ramp, shouting as he rushed, "Keep up!

Yan Tianhan's voice echoed in the small space, sounding more and more terrifying, and with the cool air underground, Wu Ling had a feeling of being in a coffin for a while, and unconsciously untied the leather buckle of a dagger.

The ramp was very long, with two folds in between, and after about three minutes of progression, the dim lights gradually brightened until they turned bright white, and the ramp came to an end. At the end of the ramp is a black black steel gate, in this deep underground, it looks extremely eerie, the door is nearly three meters wide, there is no keyhole in the door, only more than thirty raised metal buttons.

Yan Tianhan smiled at Wu Ling and Harold, snapped his fingers, and said, "Ha, welcome to Yan Tianhan's private space!" After speaking, he pressed several of the metal buttons.

The gloomy black steel door immediately moved, and it shrank very slowly into one side of the wall. As the door moved, a large square hall gradually revealed, there were five doors in the hall, all of which appeared to have been cast in black steel at one time, each door was hung with a wooden sign to distinguish it, the two rooms on the right hand side were the weapons room and the treasure room, the left hand side was the convalescence room and the bathroom, and the room facing the black steel door was the training room.

"Let's visit these four rooms later, let's go to the training room first, I can't help but want to fight with you when I see Wu Ling's arrogance when he receives the sword today! I hope Brother Wu will give you advice!" Yan Tianhan opened the door of the training room and made a very gentlemanly gesture of please.

Wu Ling shook his head with a slight smile and said, "It turns out that the visit is fake, and the competition is real, since this is the case, let's fight first." ”

"No, no, it's both, it's both. Yan Tianhan cut his hair and smiled.

When he entered the square hall, Wu Ling didn't think it was very big, but when Wu Ling entered the training room, he really felt that this was indeed a huge underground space, and the height of the training room was about seven meters, and the length and width of the training room were about fifty meters. The walls of the training room are made of black steel, and there are some holes left in the black steel wall, Wu Ling reached out and touched a hole, but it was not as cold as he imagined, and the entire underground space, at least thirty meters below the ground, was different from the damp and cold in the passage, and the training room was very refreshing.

Harold looked at the training room and exclaimed, "It's big, bigger than my house!"

"It's really big, in order to hide people's eyes, the top construction was not opened, everything here is completely the result of underground construction work, and it took nearly three years to fully build. Yan Tianhan said with some pride.

"No wonder your dad gets angry when he sees you, this most magnificent building is a pure loser. Harold quipped.

"It's boring if you talk like that. Yan Tianhan glanced at Harold, turned to Wu Ling, and waved his hand, "Come on, Wu Ling!

Yan Tianhan was anxious to fight, took out two wooden one-handed swords from the weapon rack at the door, handed one to Wu Ling, and walked towards the center of the training room with the other one.

Wu Ling swept the wooden sword handed over by Yan Tianhan, glanced at the wooden weapon on the weapon rack, and his eyes fell on the wooden sword in Yan Tianhan's hand. Yan Tianhan hadn't yet walked to the center of the training ground, he was facing Wu Ling and Harold with his back at the moment, Wu Ling took out a dagger from behind him and stuffed it into Harold's hand, without waiting for Harold to react, he immediately made a "shhh

Harold was a little stunned, forced by Wu Ling's cold and serious expression, held the dagger in his arms, squatted down next to the door, and quietly observed Yan Tianhan's every move.

Wu Ling held the wooden sword and walked quickly towards Yan Tianhan, after exchanging each other, Wu Ling looked at each other coldly, did not make any starting movements, held the wooden sword behind him, and stood straight. Yan Tianhan stroked his shiny back, pierced a very steady lunge, leaned forward slightly, held the wooden sword at his side, and as soon as the posture was placed, he suddenly exerted force under his feet, and the whole person ejected out, holding the wooden sword and directly slashing at Wu Ling.

Wu Ling held the sword in his backhand to meet the attack, the two swords intersected, and the dull collision sound made Wu Ling's face completely sink, and three words flashed in his heart - sword in sword.

Wu Ling picked away Yan Tianhan's wooden sword, dodged and opened the distance, changed the reverse grip to the positive grip, held the sword and struck up, stopped the sword that Yan Tianhan was pursuing, and at the same time quickly retracted the sword, taking advantage of Yan Tianhan's unstable foothold, a sword stabbed out, although Yan Tianhan was fat, but not bulky, seeing that it was unavoidable, he simply rolled on the spot and retreated.

Wu Ling's best thing is to press and pursue, and after eating away at the opponent's space little by little, he gave the opponent a fatal blow, seeing Yan Tianhan retreating, one step to follow, one to jump, and the sword body to draw a full arc with his body, straight to Yan Tianhan, who had just gotten up.

Yan Tianhan was horrified in his heart, he never thought that Wu Ling's movements were so fast, this vertical slash that fell from the sky had no chance to dodge at all, so he immediately made a decision, holding the sword in both hands and swinging it up to directly meet Wu Ling's powerful and sinking blow. Only a crisp sound of "click" was heard, and Wu Ling's wooden sword was directly split by Yan Tianhan's volley, and the broken wooden blocks flew out in all directions.

Wu Ling grimaced and threw the broken wooden sword aside.

Yan Tianhan's wooden sword also revealed its original form at this moment, and the violent impact shattered the wooden shell, revealing the metal core inside. Yan Tianhan stretched out his hand to peel off the remaining wooden shell, turned around to face Wu Ling, and pointed his sword at Wu Ling's door in the air, the dark and bright sword body faintly revealed a trace of murderous aura. At this time, Yan Tianhan seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit, his face was evil, and he said in a strange voice: "It's a pity that you don't have a chance to get out of here again." In the collection room we passed by just now, there were twenty-seven ignorant people like you, no, twenty-seven skeletons......"

Wu Ling didn't have time to care about Yan Tianhan's demonstration after tearing his face, and observed that the distance between him and Yan Tianhan was only a dozen steps, and without waiting for Yan Tianhan to finish speaking, he ran over directly, quickly narrowed the distance to eight steps, and pulled out two slightly smaller daggers from behind his back with both hands, and threw them at Yan Tianhan's face and chest at the same time, and he rushed to Yan Tianhan's left side.

Yan Tianhan's shoulder-width standing posture and the posture of holding the sword in his right hand directly caused the left side to be unable to effectively defend, and at the same time, forced to fly towards the dagger in front of the door and chest, Yan Tianhan once again chose to roll on the ground to dodge, and rolled backwards to the right, trying to distance himself from Wu Ling.

Wu Ling improvised, rolled on the spot, picked up a broken wooden shell on the ground, and quickly threw the wooden shell towards Yan Tianhan while getting up, at this time Wu Ling was only five steps away from Yan Tianhan.

Yan Tianhan completely relaxed his vigilance when he saw what Wu Ling threw out, thinking that Wu Ling had run out of ammunition, he opened the wooden shell with a sword, and stabbed straight at Wu Ling, this step directly narrowed the distance between the two to two steps.

Wu Ling could see that Yan Tianhan had been tricked, snorted coldly, and directly greeted him, pulled out the last dagger from behind his back with his left hand, swung it rapidly, and picked up the ink steel sword in reverse, followed by a sliding step directly behind Yan Tianhan.

Yan Tianhan knew that it was too late to turn around, so he flipped his sword and pulled out a sword, trying to delay Wu Ling's attack, but what Yan Tianhan didn't expect was that Wu Ling was waiting for this moment.

Wu Ling waited for the rabbit, grabbed Yan Tianhan's right wrist with his right hand, held the dagger in his left hand, and slammed the tail of the dagger at the back of Yan Tianhan's neck. This blow directly defeated Yan Tianhan, and Yan Tianhan's whole person fell forward, but his wrist was still clasped by Wu Ling, and his entire right arm suddenly hit a heart-rending pain, and then he threw away the sword in his hand.

Wu Ling's purpose was achieved, he let go of the hand that held Yan Tianhan, stepped on Yan Tianhan's back, and at the same time picked up Yan Tianhan's sword, held the sword on the back of Yan Tianhan's neck, squinted with a gloomy face, and asked coldly: "Say, where was Wan Lingyue hidden by you?"

"Wu Ling! Brother Wu, you listen to me explain first, we are the same door! That Wan Lingyue, I don't know her at all!" Yan Tianhan was afraid that his life would be threatened for the first time, so he lay on the ground and trembled, and his tone was trembling with him when he spoke.

"Okay, the right arm will be cut for you first, see if you say it!" Wu Ling withdrew the long sword that was on the back of Yan Tianhan's neck and aimed it at Yan Tianhan's right shoulder. Feeling the cold tip of the sword on the back of his neck leaving, Yan Tianhan was completely mad, and shouted loudly: "Help! Help! Teacher, help!"

Wu Ling turned a deaf ear, his movements did not pause at all, and he pretended to stab with his sword.

Between the lightning and fire, the door of the training room seemed to be hit by a cannonball, and it shattered into several pieces in an instant, and before Wu Ling could react, a crisp metal collision sound accompanied by Wu Ling's muffled snort, Wu Ling's whole person flew out from Yan Tianhan's body. Yan Tianhan also snorted, and a burly bearded man was replaced on his back, wearing a bathrobe, and his hair was still dripping with water behind his head.

Harold was not spared, he was slapped against the wall by a heavy piece of black steel, and in pain, he raised his eyes to look at the man in the bathrobe, and suddenly felt his liver tremble.