() The day after returning from the Desperate Meadow, Wren got up early in the morning and rushed to the Brika Historical Museum, coincidentally, this time he met the same security guard from the previous time.

The other party also recognized him when he saw Rayne, "Hey, it's you again?" ”

Wren said hello and asked, "Is Miss Alexia back?" ”

"yes, just came back yesterday." After answering Wren's question, the security guard looked behind him again, then put his hand to his mouth and whispered: "Poor Bohm, he thought that the woman would not come back, and the day before yesterday spent the whole day cleaning out the garbage inside, but as soon as the woman returned, she took over the guard room again." Have you ever seen a man sitting on the steps smoking a cigarette at the gate, and that was Bohm. ”

Wren: "......."

Sighing for the poor janitor and thanking the security guard again, Wren walked to the janitor's room.

Just as he was about to knock on the door, Wren suddenly felt a tingling sensation in his hand, which made him retract his hand at once.

I looked at my hands, then at the door, and there was nothing.

"Is it static electricity?"

Wren was a little puzzled and put his hand on the door again, but this time he didn't react at all.

Shaking his head, Wren pushed open the door to the guard's room.

A pair of large, hollow eyes pressed against his face, startling Wren to take a few steps back.

I saw that inside the door, a chaotic monster made of countless pages of paper was spliced into the entire room, this monster could not see the shape, it was just a random patchwork, only near the door, there were two watermelon-sized hollows, maybe the position of its head.

In the center of its "forehead", Wren also distinguished the contents of a piece of paper: pearl-flavored chicken steak, and when you bite into it, the juice drips.

"Looks good, would you like to order one later?" Wrong wrong. “

Shaking his head, Wren hurriedly threw out this inopportune thought, and just wanted to shout for help, but the paper monster inside the door moved. The part that Wren thought was his head suddenly spread out, and pieces of paper flew towards Wren.

Wren took two steps back again, but in the next moment, the pages drowned Wren, and before the last glimmer of light in front of him was gone, Wren saw only a piece of paper with chicken cutlets on his face.

After spending an unknown amount of time in the dark, Wren gradually became conscious, and his ears changed from weak to strong, and the noisy sound became louder and louder, as if he had come to a vegetable market.

And Wren could feel that, compared to the darkness before, he couldn't see anything now, as if there was something on his head. It's a bit like wearing a helmet, the only difference is that the eyes are covered by something.

Wren wanted to reach out and take off the things on his head, but found that he couldn't move except for his head, not because he was tied, but because his body would not react after his brain gave the order.

Just as Wren was at a loss, he heard the sound of shoes on the wooden floor, and he was getting closer and closer to him.

When the man stopped, Wren's eyes lit up and the helmet on his head was removed.

After adjusting to the light, Wren was finally able to see the scene in front of him.

This is not a vegetable market, but an execution ground. There were countless black shadows standing underneath, and I couldn't see the faces clearly. One by one, they were silent and did not speak, but there were voices of communication in all directions, as if countless people were whispering in Wren's ear.

At this time, a bell sounded, and a helmet was still in front of Wren, and rolled all the way down the floor, and finally fell off the torture table.

A figure stood beside Wren, the same person who had taken off his helmet earlier, and Wren turned his neck with difficulty, only to find that the person was Alexia.

At this time, Alexia swept away her previous decadent appearance and her expression was sharp.

”！！！“

Wren tried to talk to Alexia, but no matter how much he screamed, he couldn't make a sound in his throat.

Suddenly, the whispers in his ears vanished, leaving only a piercing scream, and with the screams, Wren watched as Alexia raised a long knife and swung it towards his neck.

After the pain, Wren's eyes were once again plunged into darkness.

I don't know how long it took for his vision to clear, and a man's voice sounded in his ears.

"What's wrong with you, friend?"

Wren came back to his senses and found that the door to the guard's room was still in front of him, and his hand was still on the door. Turning his head, the person who woke him up was the security guard from before, who was looking at him with a puzzled expression.

He pointed to the door, "Aren't you going in?" I saw you standing in the doorway for a long time. “

Wren touched his neck, the pain was too strong before, and now he always felt a little unnatural in his neck.

"It's nothing, I was thinking about something just now, and I suddenly thought about it."

"Oh." The security guard's expression was still a little puzzled, and the young man's face in front of him was very ugly, as if he was seriously ill. "Are you really okay? I see that your face is not very good, do you want me to call a doctor? “

Wren shook his head: "No thanks, thank you, I'm fine." The face is not good, maybe I didn't sleep yesterday. “

Of course, the security guard couldn't believe this, the two of them had been chatting a few minutes ago, and the young man was still looking good at that time.

He didn't dare to be careless about this, if this young man had any illness and something happened in the museum, he would also cause trouble.

"In this case, you go into the guard room and take a rest, and I'll find someone to show you."

With that, the security guard reached out and tried to push the door to the guard's room.

"Wait!"

Wren, who had experienced the situation just now, involuntarily shouted out, and his hand was also stretched out, making a gesture to stop the security guard.

Now the security guard was even more confused: "Is there anything else?" “

"I didn't ...... No. ”

The security guard shook his head and pushed the door open.

Wren was nervous, but when the door was pushed open, they saw an ordinary janitor's room, no paper monsters, and as the security guard said, the doorman named Bohm had cleaned up the messy janitor's room.

Half of the security guard's attention was on Wren, for fear that he would suddenly fall, and walked into the guard's room: "Miss Alexia, your friend from Reisburg is looking for you again, I see that his face is not very good, you better take a look." ”

Alexia's usual lazy voice came from the room: "Oh, let him in, he's fine, just a little vanity, a common thing for young people." ”

The security guard looked back at Wren with a look of abrupt realization.

"Alright then, I'll go back to work first, just let him rest here."

With that, the security guard turned around and left the guard room, and patted Wren on the shoulder with a "I understand" expression as he left.

As soon as the security guard left, Wren stood at the door but struggled for a long time, and finally he took a breath and walked into the guard room.