readx;? Looking at the dog-hole-like exit in the wall, Fanny only felt a little confused in her brain, that is, the exit? she only needed to get into that place and crawl out of it for some distance? If it was true, she was even more confused. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

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"The exit is here?" she stared into Eamon's eye in disbelief, "why don't you run away and stay here to live this life that is not even as good as an animal?"

The man was silent and turned his head to the other side, as if to avoid something.

Following his unconsciously glance in the direction, Fanny spotted a corner of the drawing paper peeking out beneath the pair of hay. She moved quickly, took a step forward, pulled the painting out of the hay, and saw it by the candlelight.

The image she was familiar with by now, wasn't it the woman named Caitlin?"

The man avoided her gaze again, pointing to the exit and urging, "Er!"

"You wouldn't know about her murder, would you?"

This sentence made the man take a paintbrush attached to his hand in his mouth and write on the ground: Resurrection.

"You're well-informed, and you know that. Indeed, this is what Fanny now knows, and in one way or another, that Caitlin is now resurrected.

Aemon still looked at her nervously, pointing to the exit.

"Enough, I'll leave, but not now. You won't give up your wife, and I won't ignore my friend! I want you to help me, you must know more about that musician than I do. Throwing down the painting, Fanny said in a firm tone.

"Woo woo ......" When Aeon heard her words, as if frightened, he curled up on the ground and hid his head in his arms.

Of course Fanny knew what he was afraid of, but she knew even more that fear had no effect now, "Didn't you ever think of resisting?

As if poked in the sore spot, Aemon jumped to his feet, snatched the painting, and held it tightly in his arms as if it were his wife.

But there was more than one painting under the hay, and Fanny pulled out one again, this time not a woman, but a handsome and majestic man. Wearing a dignified long black dress, a simple and beautiful scarf at the neckline, and a three-belt waist to show his tall figure. Holding a delicate gemstone cane, with a smile on his face, he looks so elegant and confident.

It was hard to believe that the pale golden eyeball from the drawing of the young man was so similar to the timid worm in front of her that she couldn't help but ask, "Is this you?"

Aemon looked up and saw the painting, and he snatched it again, shouting to tear it apart and burn it with a candle. Then he curled up again, holding the portrait of his wife and panting lowly.

"That guy made you the way you are, haven't you ever thought of getting revenge on him, even if it's to take back everything that belongs to you. The huge contrast between the man in the painting and Eamon in front of her stunned Fanny, but what made her even more shocked was that the other party chose to survive.

"Enough, you coward!" she was fed up with the egg, "don't you want to see your wife, come!" she picked up the lamp, grabbed Aemon's deformed, dirty hand, and walked out.

Behind him, Emmon seemed to have no strength to resist, and was dragged away by her, only the sound of "E-e-......" kept coming out of his mouth.

I don't know what this man has been through, Fanny feels like she dragged him all the way and didn't feel half of the effort, and the man was even lighter than her school bag.

Now she didn't know how to rescue Saza, or even where the musician had taken him. The only hope is that the man named Aemon behind her is another cowardly softie, so she has decided to give this innocent a little courage now.

dragged all the way to the top of the stairs, Fanny just wanted to continue walking up, when suddenly she felt an irresistible force in her hand. Before she could react, Aemon had already wrenched out of her grasp and cowered against the wall.

Fanny came back to her senses, and slowly followed the sound to find the person by the wall. "Aemon, it's time to wake up, it's time to forget the fears that fill your head," the huddled man was completely unmoved by these words. So, she spoke, this time not in the same soft voice as before, "Don't you realize it yet? It's all your fear and avoidance! I know the story of the past all too well, but I know from the musician that he didn't do all this crazy thing just because of his feelings for Caitlyn. What's more, he wants to replace the incompetent you to complete the pursuit of blood disciples for generations! If you could overcome your fear of blood, maybe none of this would have happened!"

Her voice resounded throughout the floor, and for a moment, Aemon stopped his meaningless humming. Raised his head slightly, he looked at the girl. Overwhelmed.

The girl tugged at his "hand" again and walked up the stairs: "Try to fight your fears, coward, as you did against me! ”

Slowly, but this time, Aemon stepped up the steps with his crippled legs. Level by step, he took the first step, and his strange way of going up the stairs was worrying, but he simply walked up.

Soon, the two arrived and came to the third floor. At the top of the stairs, Fanny stopped him. He looked at the girl suspiciously, and his eyes seemed to ask, "Why don't you leave?"

Fanny didn't answer, because she only had to wait a while, and the answer would be revealed.

Sure enough, they didn't have to wait long before a dancing female corpse jumped "happily" from the corridor on the left.

Even if she wasn't even "unrecognizable" now, she was a husband and wife for many years, and even from that familiar dance, Aemon could recognize the Catelyn she had been dreaming of. He approached her hand and foot, and his mouth was filled with the cliché of "E."

The corpse frantically broke free from my grip and leaped forward tirelessly. No matter how many times you repeat it, it's the same finish.

"Ahh can imagine his current mood, his long-dreaming wife has turned into a monster, even if he sees her lying in a coffin and replaced by a pile of dry bones, it is better than now.

"Are you alright?" she cautiously walked over.

The man lay on the ground with his back to her, silent. It wasn't until she got closer that she could see that blood was oozing from the bandages on his face.

"Ahem, cough, cough" He coughed painfully, the cough became more and more urgent, and finally spat out a mouthful of black blood. He raised his head and said two words fiercely with his blood-stained mouth: "Duke!"

"Who's that?" Fanny asked subconsciously, and then she realized that Emon had spoken!

Aemon's voice was hoarse and deep, like an echo from a sewer, but it was better than the beastly cry of the previous "E." "Who else could it be, and he would have to pay for my life!" he said.

"Very good, take me to him, my friend is still in my possession. Fanny couldn't wait.

Whether anger destroys a person's intellect or not, it does give people courage, and Emmon at this moment is completely different from the coward before, even if the walking posture is still the same ugly. He walked in front and led the way: "At the beginning, I wanted you to leave here through the exit, but unfortunately, you moved too fast. ”

Even if he had known the exit in the first place, Saza probably wouldn't have left, he still had a curse on him that hadn't been unlocked. Fanny, who was following behind, thought to herself.

But now that I think about it, it's a little strange, since everyone died at the hands of the musician named Duke, then even if there is any curse from the person who died tragically, it should be for Duke. Why was Saza wrapped around the ring, and what is the origin of the ring? )