The dancing headless corpse swayed forward on its own, and a boy crouched on the dimly lit ground, holding a stained steel nail in his hand, the tip of which had sunk into the skull of the collapsed puppy on the ground. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Saza, you ......" Although she knew that there was no choice but to do so, the loyalty and simplicity shown by the puppy to its owner before her death still made Fanny feel a little worried at this time. Even just a minute ago, they were almost chewed to rotten meat by it.

As he fled in a panic, the candle flame was extinguished, and the light in the hallway was very faint. But Saza felt that he could still see through the darkness and see the unbearable look on the girl's face. But he can't manage so much anymore, and such an ending is good for everyone.

Taking out the dagger, he cut off the dog's head in the dark, and then nailed the body with extra steel nails, which was more secure.

Grabbing the dog's head in one hand, he said, "Let's go, except for the first floor, we have already seen all over this house." Now we're going to meet our musician friends again. ”

"He wants to take that giant dog to get rid of us, but why? Did he hear what I had to say about him?" asked Fanny.

"This should be asked to Mr. Musician himself, as he should owe us a lot of answers. "But there's nothing strange about it, because everything here is so abnormal anyway." ”

With that, the two walked down the stairs side by side. Although there is no candle lighting, there is still a little light from nowhere, so that they will not move forward in the dark. But as they descended, the light soon faded away.

Back on the second floor, the two stood in total darkness. But looking back, it was they who used up all the candlesticks in the hallway. Fortunately, in the darkness, there is an elegant melody that leads the way. In this way, what the musician said was not all a lie, at least after he got the nail file, he did play a decent piece of music.

Saza is even more familiar with this song, because when he heard it for the first time, he was so impressed. It was the first voice he heard in his cookie-cutter dreams. But something is different is that the music in the dream can make him follow the sound from far away at the mouth of the alley, and the sound of the piano at this time can only be heard when he returns to the second floor.

Following the sound of the piano, in the corridor where they couldn't see their fingers, the two found the room where the fan musician was, and the sound stopped abruptly as soon as the door opened. "Who?" the man asked nervously.

"Forgot about us so soon? Entering the room, Fanny spoke first.

Saza walked over to the man cowering in the corner, "We've found your pet dog, sir." ”

"Really......" the man's voice seemed unnatural.

"It's just a pity that it's hard for it to be coquettish to you now, although you may not be able to see it. Saza dropped the dog's head on the ground, and the sound of it hitting the ground could be heard clearly in the quiet of the room.

"Yes......" the man said with a heavy load of the words.

Looking at the musician's slightly sluggish expression, Saza lowered his body and sat down face to face with him, and said, "Then according to the agreement, now you should answer for us." ”

"Tell me, what do you want to know?" the man's hands strowel back and forth on the strings with some nervousness.

"Mr. Musician, we don't want to ask why you asked us to get you such a lovely puppy," Saza watched the other man's performance, "but hopefully, you will be as true as you promised." ”

The man did not speak, but lowered his head, showing his gray hair, as if waiting for him to ask a question.

"Okay, Mr. Musician, let's start with the studio. Who painted those paintings for whom?" there was no limit to the number of them, and it was still a long time before dawn, so Saza could say all his doubts without hesitation.

Unlike his previous quick answer, the musician didn't speak immediately, perhaps because he didn't have time to weave a lie, and he seemed a little reluctant to speak. And a wind blade grazed his cheek.

"Mr. Musician, I'm not as suave as you think. Saza's voice froze, no one would want to waste time here.

Touching the wound on his face, the musician man finally spoke: "I said." ”

Seeing the other party's cooperative attitude, Fanny, who was sitting next to Saza, couldn't help but roll her eyes at him: "It would have been nice to do this earlier, I had bothered to find a nail file before, and I came back to listen to a pair of words that were difficult to distinguish between true and false." ’

Of course, Saza could see the girl's thoughts, but before that he just thought that the musician might not like to tell the truth. It wasn't until he met the not-so-friendly "puppy" that he had plenty of reasons to ask questions in this simple and efficient way.

The man sitting against the wall opened his mouth, as if after a moment of deliberation, before speaking: "Like this whole house, that studio once belonged to my best friend, Aemon." The woman in the painting is his wife, Caitlin, "and a faint smile appeared on his face at the mention of the person's name, though it only made him look more hideous now."

"That fellow Emmon always liked to be there and paint the beauty that did not belong to him, until one day he buried it. Suddenly there was a piercing sound in the room, but it was not a big deal, but the musician had accidentally broken his strings.

Hearing this, both of them have already heard the interesting part. Saza chuckled and asked, "Caitlyn is beautiful?"

"Of course! She has the most beautiful eyes in the world, and she smiles like an angel. Her graceful posture dances in the music, as charming as a beautiful flower butterfly!" The musician suddenly became gushing, and he stretched out his hands to grope in the emptiness, as if he could grasp the figure of his dreams.

"You like her?" Saza interjected suddenly.

The musician, who was still chattering, fell silent for a moment, but soon spoke again: "Who doesn't love her? I've loved her deeply since she was the snotty little girl who followed me." It's a pity that she and her beauty came to the wrong place. ”

Saza on the side was also a little amazed, this guy was able to admit it so generously, but after thinking about it, it should be the same. But he still reminded him, "Looks like she's your best friend's wife, right?"

"Yes, she is Aemon's wife. Of course! It's his, it's his, and everything is Emmon's in this silent village!" the musician's emotions became more and more excited, and the information revealed in his words increased.

The words "Mocun" shook Saza's whole body, and he glanced at Fanny, as if the conversation was getting more and more interesting. At the same time, he was also a little amused by the man's behavior at the moment, and sure enough, after the first syllable came out, it became much easier to speak again.

"You hate him?" said the Demon Array Girl.

The question was so acute that the musician man groaned for a long time before he sighed and replied, "No, that's what he deserves." His family has always led us all. They have done what others can't, and likewise, they deserve it, and they can't get it. ”

The answer was as hypocritical as it sounded, but at least it told the two of them about the place of the Aemon's family in the village.

"Did Aemon kill Catelyn?" asked Saza again, without giving the other party a pause.

"Young man, what's the point of asking me if you can't remember the answer?" the musician became even more agitated, "I said he killed him, because he found out that his wife was actually the best material he had been looking for!

"The power of blood, are you bloodies?" asked Saza. A little closer.

When he came back to his senses, he realized that the musician man who had lost his words opened his mouth, but he no longer hid it: "You know a lot." ”

"Of course. Few magicians will be ignorant bales. As soon as he blurted out the words, Saza felt a pain in his arm.

"But come to think of it, since you know Mo Village, of course you should also know about the blood disciples. The musician smiled with relief, "All of us are working hard to get rid of the miserable situation of stealing life in the shadows one day." And the only way out is to regain the power of that blood, and perhaps Emmon is too eager to go crazy. ”

Fanny suddenly interjected and teased, "Are you sure it's not because you have a friend who covets your wife?"

This sentence immediately aroused all the anger of the musician man, "What did you say!" He used the little life force he had left to support himself and wanted to rush at the voice. Of course, he didn't succeed and leaned back against the wall.

Although it was Saza who stopped the man, he also felt that the girl's words were a little excessive, and he glanced at her reproachfully. After all, there are still a few questions left unanswered at this time.

Fanny looked away, pretending not to see his eyes, but said nothing.

"Alright, Mr. Musician, let's get back to business. He coughed lightly and said, "Did you kill everyone before, including all the inhabitants of the village?"

"Of course!" replied the man, crisply, "he killed all of them in order to complete his mystical studies! The price of failure is that he turned this place into a deserted village, and he ruined everyone's dreams, so everyone became his nightmare. They cursed him!"

"So, where is he now?" Hearing so much about this Emmon, Saza couldn't help but ask the question.

"I think you've probably met that madman downstairs. The musician said.

At this time, Sazara pulled the girl next to her, and the two stood up together. "Thank you for your answer, Mr. Musician, I only hope that your last answer is true. If it so happens, we're going to visit this host again. ”

The musician asked, somewhat incredulously, "Are you going to find that monster?" Do you think you can get more information from him?"

"At least we won't get any more lies, sir. "You said that Ammon killed his beloved wife in order to study the power of blood, oh yes, and everyone else," said Saza, "just like the scene he saw in his dream, where the husband was holding a hunting knife.

"I'm almost going to believe the story you've woved, but I stumbled upon a book in my study about the strongest secret technique you described, and it made me understand that you were lying. Indeed, the dream did not say anything, because in any case, he did not see his husband kill his wife with his own hands.

"What? you opened the book?" the musician's expression suddenly became a little strange.

But Saza ignored him: "According to the records in the book, no matter which secret technique, in short, you blood disciples cannot do without one thing, and that is to observe blood. But in reality Monsieur Ammon could not do this, for there was not a single painting in the studio with even the slightest hint of red on it, and I guess he must have been afraid of that color, or perhaps he was simply afraid of blood. ”

"Clever young man, I really want to see you more and more!" said a hideous smile on the musician's face.

Saza dismissed it as a joke and continued, "Mr. Musician, I have one last rather simple question, and I hope that this time, you will be able to confess." Apart from us, have there been any other outsiders during this time?"

The musician nodded, "Yes." He said.

"Thank you. Saza turned and pulled Fanny, who was staring at her, to the door. But I heard the musician behind him add:

"That guy has caused me a lot of trouble. You know what, it's not impossible to see you, thanks to your efforts. ”

At this time, Saza only felt a chill behind him, thought of a very bad possibility, and turned around. I saw the musician fumbling and picking up the dog's head on the ground, he gouged out the dog's eyes with two fingers, and then put it on for himself. The crimson hands covered their faces for a long time, and when they took them away, they revealed a godly dog's eyes, and they were looking at this side.

"Do you know why I'm going to file my nails? Play the piano? maybe! I'm more afraid that my damn nails will accidentally hurt my eyeballs when I gouge them out!" )