While searching a room, I found a suspicious wardrobe.

Cautiously opening the wardrobe, he found a hidden door to the ground that was attached to the bottom of the closet.

The door was closed, and there was a jigsaw puzzle on the façade.

My gut tells me it might be a clue.

Hongying and I immediately started working on this puzzle.

The patterns on the puzzle are all twisted irregular shapes in different colors, mainly red, yellow, blue, green, purple, and silver.

After some thought, I realized that some of the puzzle pieces resemble the Latin alphabet.

It was finally put together, but the secret door did not open.

"Ahh Hong Ying sighed, stood up and went out of the room.

I closed the cupboard.

- No, is there something missing?

Soon after, my stomach rumbled.

Because of that incident in the morning, we refused to eat because we feared that the prepared meal might be poisoned.

But sure enough, I couldn't stand the consumption of time, and I was "complained" by my body before noon.

Hongying and I had to go to the kitchen to find something that looked like something to eat.

Open the refrigerator door, there are some cans, ice cubes inside.

Cabinets attached to the walls are filled with bowls, fresh-keeping bags, condensants, teapots, and other things.

We simply filled our stomachs with canned food before continuing our exploration.

Later, I noticed that there was more than one study in the mansion.

No, Hong Ying also found one next door to the kitchen.

This study is a mess, with videotapes, diaries and other things on the only table.

I flipped through some of the books inside, and the text was still as obscure as I had seen it in another study yesterday.

At this time, I suddenly remembered that those runes on the old man's body are those words in these books!

You shouldn't be wrong, I've seen a lot of similar handwriting!

Hurriedly flipped through all kinds of literature, trying to find some evidence.

I was fascinated by the notes on the table.

Because the words in it are at least in English that I can understand.

"Anyone who enters or leaves this room must recite the following incantations in silence, otherwise they will be cursed...... Don't make a mistake ......"

Reading the opening text word for word, I wondered.

"What? Curse? "It's the second time I've seen such a word.

Hong Ying poked her head out, put down her bag on the table, and took the diary to look at.

After turning a few pages, a cold sweat broke out on her head, as if something terrible was written.

"By the way, Miss Ming, I just found something, come and take a look." She led me to a corner of the study that was blocked by a bookcase.

There is actually a wooden door here.

Push open the door, and inside is a stone staircase that leads to the ground.

"I want to go down and have a look." I say.

"Well, I thought so too, I felt that this room was a little eerie from the moment I came in just now, and it would be better to leave early. But—or let's follow the instructions in the book first. Hong Ying whispered.

She seemed a little scared, probably related to the murder she had seen in the morning, or maybe she was frightened by the notebook.

Either way, it's not a bad thing to be cautious.

Somewhat awkwardly, she read out a few "prayers" from the book, and then strode through the door.

I was about to catch up when I looked back and suddenly found that Hongying's bag was still on the table and I didn't take it.

So he turned back to the table to get his bag and walked down the stone steps.

Hongying seemed to be walking fast and didn't wait for me at all.

I turned on the light of my mobile phone, turned a few corners in the dark, and the stone steps gradually turned into a ladder.

When I got to the exit, I lifted the wooden lid and found that the place I had come out of was the study of the small house I had visited yesterday - it turned out that the two houses were connected by a secret passage - this secret passage connected to the dark part of the other study, which was wonderful.

But I didn't see Hongying.

"Where's she?" I was carrying her bag, a little confused.

- Why did she run away all of a sudden, and she didn't wait for me, and she didn't see her in the passageway.

I carried her bag, confused.

Will she not want to continue working with me? After all, they haven't gotten acquainted with each other

Anyway, put her stuff away first.

So, I put my bag back in Hongying's room.

Because the zipper of the bag was open, I saw a few books, glasses cases, condensants and the like inside.

After coming out, he met Natsume at the corner of the stairs.

He was holding a large pile of precious items and was looking at the empty shelves with axes on the wall.

We looked at each other for a moment, and then calmed down.

I approached him, my eyes moving to the axe rack.

After a while, Natsume spoke: "Fate, have you noticed?" The axe on the wall is missing. ”

I replied, "Well, I remember there was an axe hanging here." Was it taken by someone? ”

Natsume said, "I guess it may be that the murderer took an axe and used it to kill the old man. The wound on the old man's corpse resembles the mouth of an axe. ”

"It's possible." I turned my gaze to him again, "By the way, Natsume, what are you holding these things for?" ”

I saw his hands writhing uneasily, as if trying to hide something.

"Collect clues for the treasure hunt......" he replied.

"Really? It feels suspicious. "I pretended not to be angry and pressed at him.

He hesitated, his eyes stopped flickering, and he sighed, "Alas, well, I'll put it back in place." I just like them too much to want ......"

He walked down the stairs and stroked the smooth walls.

One of the wall tiles was sunken in after being touched by the hand.

The wall automatically opened a door, and Natsume walked in.

"Secret door?" I was surprised when I saw it, and I quickly followed up to take a look.

Inside the door is a room for storing miscellaneous items.

The storage room is filled with soft light.

The floor was covered with a thick layer of dust, and the white paint on the walls and ceiling had yellowed.

On one side of the room there is a row of tall wooden cabinets on which various household items are placed,

In the middle of the room there is an old wooden table with a thin layer of dust on the top and some old photographs and memorabilia on it.

In addition, there are some faded picture frames hanging on the walls.

When Natsume put the items back in the same way, I asked him, "How do you know there's a secret door here?" ”

Natsume said, "I've been exploring this house for the past two nights, and it's normal to find these mechanisms. ”

I thought about it for a moment and said, "That's right." Speaking of which, I've always had something I don't understand. Natsume, why have you been avoiding me for the past two days? ”

Natsume's shoulders trembled unconsciously, and his face was embarrassed: "This? I ......"

I said guiltily, "Is it because I broke your sculpture before?" Speaking of which, there is no compensation yet. ”

"No, it's not, I'm not avoiding it because of that."

"What's the reason for that?"

Natsume panicked, the stone in his hand was not grasped steadily, and fell to the ground: "Ah...... How could this be, accidentally become so bad again. ”

"Eh, what's ......?"

Natsume picked up something and strode up to me, saying, "I'm the one who should apologize." Anyway, I didn't hate you for that, really. ”

I said, "Then I may have misunderstood you." ”

Natsume didn't seem to want to say the reason for the anomaly two days ago, and it didn't seem good to continue asking, so I didn't continue to ask.

But after a brief conversation, we reconciled.

My eyes were drawn to the largest painting on the wall.

On this mural, which is full of mystery, a black witch occupies the center of the picture.

She wore a sumptuous black robe embroidered with delicate gold patterns.

The witch's face was solemn and mysterious, and her long black hair naturally fell on her shoulders.

In the witch's hand, she gently carried a beautiful clock.

The surface of this timepiece is made of crystal, and through the transparent dial, the hands can be seen rotating elegantly.

The indexes and numerals on the clocks are set with gemstones, giving off a brilliant glow.

The background of the mural is a dark forest.

I was so captivated by the image that I didn't come back to my senses until I heard Natsume's voice.

"Do you like this painting too?" Natsume's eyes sparkled.

I replied, "Well, it's pretty good, but unfortunately I don't know how to draw, do you understand?" ”

"Of course." Natsume took out a crystal clock in his pocket - the clock was exactly the same as the one on the mural, "By the way, do you know the book "The Night of All Saints' Village"? ”