"Master, don't be suspicious, we have no choice, either go in or freeze in the snow and ice all night...... For more up-to-date chapters, visit wèn:щw. Caidie said.

Squeak...... Wushuang stretched out his hand and touched it lightly, and the two wooden 'doors' opened in response, and the dust accumulated on the 'doors' fell, and the three people who choked coughed a few times.

Wushuang didn't rush in, but turned on the wolf smoke flashlight and shone the light into it first. The light of the wolf's eye flashlight is very concentrated, which can illuminate hundreds of meters away, and wherever the strong light goes, the layout of the main hall on the first floor of the castle is all in the eye.

When Wushuang moved the flashlight beam and shone it on the opposite wall, he suddenly saw a pair of strange human eyes on the wall looking at him, and he was so frightened that his hands shook and almost threw the flashlight to the ground. But if you look closely, it turns out to be an oil painting. In the painting, I think that a middle-aged man in Western Europe is wearing a gentleman's outfit, with his head 'straight' and 'chest' in a regular manner, and he is looking ahead with his palm in his hand, and the angle of his eyes is just looking at the direction of the entrance to the castle.

The proportion of the oil painting is about the same size as that of a real person, and Western oil painting pays attention to realism, and the painter has excellent skills, and the man in this oil painting is painted vividly, and it can almost be fake. Wushuang let out a long breath, beckoned the two to come in, and then closed the 'door' with his hand.

The castle was very warm, and although there was no fire, the temperature in the house reached minus five poisons, which was much stronger than the temperature that could freeze when spitting outside.

The furnishings of the hall on the first floor of the castle are very simple, old-fashioned sofas, bookcases, carpets, fireplaces, and there is no problem with a qiē, but for some reason, every time Wushuang looks at the man in the oil painting, he feels as if he is deliberately peeping at himself, but it is not a peeping, because it is a painting, and the person in the painting will not avoid your eyes, you will look at you when you look at him. The strange thing is his eyes, which are full of strange looks, so that people can never read the death of the person in the painting.

"Europeans are so perverted, why do they like to grow beards? Master, do you see that the man in this oil painting is dressed like this, and in their European Middle Ages, does he have to be a duke or something?" Lan Caidie asked.

Wushuang said that the European royal family and aristocracy have a strict hierarchy, but not everyone can be called a duke, the duke you are talking about is equivalent to a feudal official, and can even inherit the unification, generally there will be no more than three dukes in a kingdom at most. Under the duke is the marquis, and under the marquis is the viscount, in the eye, Wei Xiaobao has made countless meritorious contributions and is a big celebrity around Kangxi, and he is just a viscount.

"But how can there be a nobleman's castle in this ravine? You see, the owner of this castle is supposed to be depicted in the painting, with two mink skins on his hat, and a pale 'colored' silver ring on his crown, decorated with six silver balls, and according to the etiquette he must be a baron. To put it bluntly, they are good friends or relatives of nobles and nobles, and they have no substantive rights. Wushuang explained to them.

"Wow, master, you know so much, it seems that it is still beneficial to go to school for a few more years, no, I have to buy some middle school history books to make up for it when I go back." If I don't come out with you in the future, I'll be ashamed of you. Butterfly flattered.

"Come on, don't put a top hat on me, it's not a matter of schooling, my grandfather used to participate in the excavation of ancient tombs in Europe, and he told me about these ancient rituals in Eastern Europe. ”

Then he said, you rest first, I'll go look for any firewood left, let's light the fireplace and warm it up.

"Forget it, I always feel that this place is full of weirdness, don't act alone, let's go upstairs and find it together. Wushuang was cautious, not worried that the three of them would break up the gang, and accompanied Na Xiu to the creaky wooden staircase and walked to the second floor in the dark.

Kuroko didn't come up with them for some reason, and since he entered the mysterious castle, he had been sitting obediently on the carpet tilting his head and looking at the old oil painting in a decent manner. Maybe it also felt that the baron's eyes were a little strange, just like Wushuang.

The castle was not an aristocratic castle, so it was not very large, and there were seven or eight rooms on the second floor, each with a closed door.

The wooden floor is of good quality, Europeans are not as cut corners as the Chinese, and after several centuries, this floor can still bear the weight of the human body, but the three people always hang a heart when they step on it, and every time they step on it, the ground is pressed down a little, and then there is a rotten creaking echo. There was no light source in the hallway, only a wolf-eye flashlight in his hands, and a beam of light shone into the deepest part of the corridor, the innermost part was the staircase leading to the third floor, and to the left and right of the corridor were the 'doors' of these rooms.

"Meow...... Meow ......" came from the first floor a call from Kuroko, and there was no danger signal in that call.

"Kuroko, what's your 'mess' called? I don't want to be left alone and follow up. Na Xuan shouted downstairs.

"What does Kuroko mean?" Wushuang asked him.

"I don't know, I've never heard it call like that, but there's no impatience in its call, don't worry, it's okay. Na Xiu said.

"Oh. Wushuang replied and didn't take it seriously.

In the corridor on the second floor, at intervals, there would be an oil painting hanging on the wall, which was not as big as the one on the first floor, and the painting inside was no longer the owner of the castle. The people in each oil painting are different, but all the 'colors' are young people, there are men and women, they are handsome and handsome, and their faces are 'revealed' with confident smiles, but one thing is the same, in each oil painting, their eyes are very strange, as if through this still oil painting, you can see the deep 'dark' soul in their eyes, so that people dare not look directly.

Wushuang pushed open a 'door', and inside the 'door' was a bedroom, and the furnishings in the bedroom were also very simple, desk, bed, carpet, hangers, and large floor-to-ceiling curtains.

There is still paper and pen on this desk, the Europeans used "chicken" and "hair" instead of pens in those days, "chicken" and "hair" pens "inserted" in the dry ink, on the table is a diary, the diary is half open, there is a page written on it, but it is all ancient Russian, Wushuang does not know, only temporarily take the diary away, and when there is a chance to let Gerasim translate for him, maybe this diary hides a big secret.

"Why isn't there a place to store firewood in such a big castle?" and what do they burn?"

"Don't waste time searching, we better not go deep into this castle until we find out, I have a sense of foreboding. Let's spend the night on the first floor tonight, and no one will close their eyes. ”

Caidie pouted and asked, "Master, then we have to keep warm, right?" Look, there's nothing in this house, what are we going to burn? I don't want to go out to collect firewood, what if I get caught by a blind bear like my sweet sister again?"

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