Wake up from the darkness.

Zhang Huaisheng found that his hands were still on the keys.

There was a dull pain in his chest, but the wound was gone.

"I can't hide from it."

"This so-called younger brother is actually a guy who is even more terrifying than the drying rack monster, but he is dressed in a layer of human skin, and he looks like a harmless person or animal."

What the hell is this place?

Zhang Huaisheng furrowed his brows.

After a few moments, he stood up.

I wanted to go straight out, but then I realized that the remains of the drying rack monster and the vase fragments that should have been placed at the door were gone.

"Does this mean that I didn't actually come back from the dead, but went back in time?"

He picked up the vase again and rolled out.

Smack-

The drying rack monster arrives as expected, breaking the vase to pieces.

"Sure enough."

Zhang Huaisheng came to the corridor again, and this time, he didn't go beyond the task of picking up the remains of the drying rack monster.

Because with this figure, even if he was given a submachine gun in the afterlife, it would be impossible to threaten these monsters, let alone take a wooden wedge with a little extraordinary power.

He looked in the direction of the staircase, and this time, he chose to go to the right.

Although it is a dead end there, if you can dig up more information and better play the image of "brother", you may be able to win the trust of that little boy.

Zhang Huaisheng turned into the first room.

It was clearly a study, with a blue iris coat hanging at the top of the wall in the center, and bookshelves on either side.

Zhang Huaisheng's gaze quickly swept over the bookshelf.

"Most of them are literary works, or piano scores and music scores, and nothing extraordinary, it seems that the original owner here should be a person with extremely high attainments in literature and art."

"A notebook without a cover..."

Zhang Huaisheng opened it with his hand, looked at the eye-catching date mark on it, and his eyes lit up - this is it!

Zhang Huaisheng quickly read the diary.

The contents of the diary are somewhat confusing, sometimes coherent, but sometimes like the babbling of a madman.

Zhang Huaisheng quickly distilled effective information:

As the nameplate in his pocket reads, his name is Louis Joseph, and his full name is Louis Joseph Xavier François, the eldest son of the hapless Louis XVI.

In Zhang Huaisheng's previous life, he was supposed to inherit the French throne, but he fell ill and died at the age of ten.

And in this world, it is clear that Louis Joseph did not die young, but the ending was not very good, at the age of sixteen, he was arrested with his brother.

After the fall of the Jacobins, the brothers were imprisoned in Tampur prison by the Thermidorian government, and a year later, they fell seriously ill and died in poor conditions.

Their remains were sent by the Royalists to the Rue de la Iris and buried here with the remains of Louis XVI, who had been dead for a year.

I don't know how.

They died, but not completely.

Similar to the obsession of the soul, they were born from their remains and re-inhabited the Rue de la Iris along with other French nobles who had died in the Great Revolution.

"In other words, Iris Street is actually a large grave and not some shelter?"

"If you don't sleep every night, the noise you hear is actually the dead souls of the French nobles partying all night?"

Zhang Huaisheng frowned deeply.

He understood why the "younger brother" wanted to kill him.

Because after the brothers recovered, their memories began to become chaotic with the passage of time, and the souls of many nobles were degraded by alienation and completely lost their humanity.

Therefore, the brothers agreed that whoever forgot first would kill the other!

"But now it seems that the younger brother has forgotten, otherwise, how could he not know, Louis Joseph, that his elder brother has long since dissipated."

Zhang Huaichang sighed, pushed the door and walked downstairs.

He had vaguely figured out how to get out of here.

"Brother."

The little pale boy still called to him as he had met him for the first time.

"Charlie."

Zhang Huaisheng responded: "Take me to meet my father, he has been sinking in chaos for too long." ”

The little boy looked sideways slightly: "Okay... But be careful, my father is no longer what he used to be, he is now grumpy and suspicious, and no one dares to approach him. ”

When I walked out into the street, the fog had thinned out a lot.

A man who looked like a nobleman with a sword, but whose mouth occupied most of his face, stood in the street and shouted:

The Austrian ladies of that court had balls, dinners, fashions, gardens, and she emptied the whole treasury.

And when the sans-culottes entered the palace with guns and nooses, she patted her ass and returned to Vienna to be a nun with gold and silver treasures.

This damn Austrian pussy is a disaster!

We have been fighting the Habsburgs for hundreds of years, and we should continue to fight, instead of listening to the nonsense of Franz, who had just run away from Lorraine to Vienna, and wanted to reconcile.

The little boy's face turned blue and purple.

"Brother, he's humiliating our mother."

Austrian and mother...

He keenly picked up these two keywords.

It's Queen Mary.

From the Habsburgs.

Zhang Huaisheng said quietly: "But what he said is not completely unreasonable. ”

When the French people were in a famine, Queen Marie was still desperate for luxury, and instigated Louis XVI, who had soft ears, to borrow money from bankers to buy jewels for her.

Admittedly, it would be unfair to blame a woman for the fall of the Bourbons, but as the queen of France, Queen Mary is absolutely unqualified.

"It's ridiculous, as the most devout believer in the god of steam and machines, His Majesty the King, who was able to build a giant steam mecha with living characteristics, is still suffering in this hellish place."

"But the woman went back to Austria to become a nun."

"Does she deserve it too? She didn't even know how the machine worked! ”

Wasn't Louis XVI a locksmith? It seems that in this world, Louis XVI became a steam engine master obsessed with the study of machines... I just don't know how many sequences it is?

"Shut up!"

"Marquis of Lahail, as a subject, if you continue to slander your lord, I will make you pay!"

"Your Royal Highness, my lord is always Your Majesty, not the Austrian woman."

The big-mouthed nobleman bowed slightly, but there was not much awe in his eyes: "Since the lowlands were shamelessly stolen by Maximilian, we have fought a war with the Habsburgs for three hundred years, and you, as a prince, I hope you can understand my feelings." ”

"Marquis de la Haire, enough is enough."

Zhang Huaisheng suddenly spoke: "Even if my mother has done things that are not beneficial to this country, but now that we have all been reduced to such a situation, is there anything else to say?" ”

"I'm sorry, Crown Prince."

The big-mouthed aristocrat bowed down.

Compared with the second prince, Louis Joseph played by Zhang Huaisheng is obviously more prestigious.

"Now, then, please take us with you to our father."

"I am at your service, Your Highness."

…

The group walked deeper into Iris Street.

Zhang Huai had never been here in his life.

As far as the eye can see, it is a huge manor.

In the mist, the manor is like a giant beast lurking in the mist, waiting to devour life.

"It's a terrible smell, and there must be a great deal of danger in this manor... This is a place that Mr. McCarney has repeatedly ordered not to come near. ”

"But if you want to get out of this dream, you have to break through."

The manor is a permeable room, each of which is permeable and interconnected.

There are no hallways that most homes have nowadays.

However, the decoration of the manor is not the luxury of gold walls, but full of cold and hard metal like steel.