Shirarou's hand was still flipping through the pages. Suddenly, his hand stopped, and he fixed his gaze there, and the page read:

The tower is called the "Lover's Tower". The name stems from a poignant love story back then.

Once upon a time, there was a gentleman who was deeply in love with a noblewoman, and the lord of the city was the only one who knew about it. But he is a cruel tyrant, and he is jealous of their beautiful feelings. So, he arrested the noblewoman and locked her in the torture chamber in this tower, so as to spoil this beautiful relationship.

But the brave gentleman did not give in, and he vowed to save his lover no matter how much risk he had. One night he climbed up the cliff, filed the iron railing of the window with a file, picked up the noblewoman, grabbed a rope outside the window, and slid down.

At this time, a gunshot rang out from above, and it turned out that the city lord found out about the incident and shot the rope, and the two hugged each other tightly and fell into the river below the cliff together......

As Shirarou read the story sentence by sentence, everyone listened with bated breath. The kind-hearted Xiao Li even shed tears, but Bai Lang's eyes were full of hope, and he finally found a way out.

"Lu Baoli, you go find a rope that can hold my weight, thirty meters long is enough. Gu Xin, you go and prepare a long ladder and a small boat for me, hurry up. ”

"Boss, are you going to go in person?"

"That's too dangerous, you must not go."

"You must not go, in case there is any danger...... "All three men tried to dissuade him.

"Who will go if I don't go? Danger is inevitable, I'm going to go personally. ”

"Boss, that kind of love story is made up by others, it's just a legend, such a steep cliff is something that no one can climb."

"What others can't do, I can't do it. Of course, I knew that the story was made up by someone else, but I got a revelation from it, and I was sure to give it a try whenever I could. ”

Bai Lang's temper was as soon as he said it, and it was difficult for the horse to chase, so his two subordinates had to prepare separately.

At about 9 o'clock that night, a small boat sailed along the river towards the ancient house, with Bai Lang and Xiao Li on the boat, and his two men rowing the boat.

In the dark night, the sky is overcast, the stars and the moon are dark, and this is the best time to act.

Driven by the rapids, the boat almost hit the mountain rock several times, and at this time, Xiao Li was always so frightened that she held Bai Lang's hand tightly.

"Don't worry! Their rowing skills are very skillful, and they will be fine. ”

Bai Lang's words were not wrong, Lu Baoli and Gu Xin were both in hand, no matter how stormy the waves were, they were all safe and sound.

In a few moments, the boat stopped in front of the steep cliff. Shirarou tethered the boat to a rocky corner on the edge of the cliff.

"Madam, sit here quietly, just wait for me on the boat, no matter what happens, you must not move or make a sound."

After Bai Lang finished speaking, he tied one end of the rope in a knot around his waist, and climbed upward, it was easy for him to climb the ladder, but when the ladder was finished, there was a bare stone wall on it.

Shirarou's hands and feet were clinging to the cliff, and he climbed up little by little. He grabbed every crevice with his fingers that could be inserted, and climbed up with his foot on each protruding rock. He is like a sports master who climbs rock with his bare hands, with unique skills and daring.

He sometimes had to zigzag from side to side to avoid some obstacles above, and sometimes he had to leap from one rock gap to another in the air.

Looking from below, Bai Lang seemed to be about to fall down at any time, and Xiao Li and the three of them were terrified and secretly sweated for him.

Crawling like this is very physically demanding. Even Bai Lang was a little tired, and the rope around his waist was getting heavier and heavier. On a few occasions, he narrowly missed, but he still mustered up the courage to continue climbing.

His heart was pounding, and some places on his hands and feet were worn out, and he couldn't breathe. He looked down and saw that the river was glowing white in the night, and the three people on the boat could no longer see clearly.

With great difficulty, he climbed up a particularly prominent rock, where he lay down and rested for a while.

At this time, a faint voice came from not far above, and a faint light came through. Bai Lang determined the direction and climbed there as best he could, believing that that location must be the dungeon window where Cheng Qiyan was imprisoned.

When he got there, he saw that it was a boxy cave, apparently dug by hand. This must be the famous torture chamber.

There were three iron rods standing there in the window, and Bai Lang held the fence with both hands, looked inside, and was startled. There were people in the cave, and more than one person. If you look closely, it seems that there are two, no, three people.

Among these three people, one person was tied to an ancient iron bed, and it was Cheng Qiyan; The other two people are Lu Chongxi and Xue Huayi.

In the faint light, the faces of these two people were as hideous as devils, and Cheng Qiyan was like a dead man, lying there motionless.

Shirarou looked through the window and saw this scene.

There were many stone pillars in this torture room, and water was constantly oozing from the surrounding stone walls, and a musty smell rushed to Bai Lang's nostrils. In this lifeless room, for many years, I don't know how many people have been tortured and finally turned into unjust souls.

Seeing this scene, Bai Lang couldn't help but stand on end, and when he looked at Cheng Qiyan, he couldn't help screaming.

Cheng Qiyan's hands were tied together, the whole person was tied to the bed with iron chains, his face was beaten blue and swollen, and through a pair of sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, he could still be seen glaring at Lu Chongxi viciously.

Lu Chongxi, who was standing there, was tall, with white hair on the back of his head, his face was pale, revealing a pair of high cheekbones, and a pair of deep-set eyes showed a fierce light, staring at Cheng Qiyan, with bitter hatred in it.

He clenched his teeth, hating to swallow Cheng Qiyan in one gulp, beads of sweat constantly oozing from his pale forehead. Oh, what a terrible picture.

The two enemies gathered together, staring face to face, and neither of them would budge. One of them is a vampire who specializes in arresting people and using them to blackmail; The other is a high-ranking municipal official who was ruined by vampires, and is also a ghost bent on revenge.

In the gloomy basement, the two looked at each other and did not speak for a long time. After a while, Lu Chongxi roared: "Xue Huayi, light all the lamps on the candlestick for me, I want to take a good look at this bastard's face!"

The three lights were lit, Lu Chongxi lowered his head and looked at Cheng Qiyan, and said in a hoarse voice: "Cheng Qiyan, you bastard!" You have caused me to suffer so much, and for this reason, I have lost all my family and property, and I have no place to live, and my wife and children have also suffered a lot for this. You bastard! This vampire! You robbed me of everything! ”

He was so sad, so angry, that he said so many things in one breath that he was so sad that he couldn't even breathe. At this point, I had to stop.

"Now, I can finally take revenge, God can see mercy, I don't know how long I've been waiting for this day!" After Lu Chongxi finished speaking, he burst into laughter, and this laughter was mixed with all the grief, anger and despair.