Chapter 8 Western-style Pavilion

The three of them stopped in front of the Western-style pavilion and silently looked at this old-fashioned building with white bricks and red roofs. The moonlight sprinkled down, reflecting the old brick walls of the Western-style pavilion with a miserable white luster. The windows on the walls were closed, and the stained graphic glass was dull and lifeless. The dilapidated wooden doors were wide open, and the dark corridors were long and eerie, as if leading to another world.

Ye Meng and Jue couldn't help but hold their weapons in their hands, looking at Mo Xiao's constricted brows, the two of them silently moved closer for a few minutes.

"What do you say......"

Mo Xiao's eyes narrowed into a slit, and he said faintly.

"If we just turn around and leave, will we have a thrilling feeling of playing this foreign restaurant?"

Jue closed his eyes helplessly, put away the knife that was uncontrollably slashed towards Mo Xiao a few points, and said with a glare:

"When are you still here?"

"I just want to know what a person has experienced to make his IQ fall into this mentally retarded ......" Ye Meng held his forehead, shook his head, and glanced at Mo Xiao speechlessly.

"Haha, just kidding, I think the atmosphere is too tense to adjust it. Mo Xiao laughed a few times, felt the "kind" gaze of the two, cleared his throat embarrassedly, and said with a smile:

"However, don't you feel the sign on the top of the mansion, and it feels very familiar?"

The two of them looked up at Mo Xiao's gaze and saw a sun-shaped golden plaque on the top of the mansion, engraved with an emblem composed of complex graphics and patterns.

"Tsk, haven't seen it yet?" Mo Xiao shook his head and prompted, "Just look at the middle part of the pattern, turn it one hundred and eighty degrees, and you will find that it is ...... with a certain sign."

"Temple?!"

Ye Meng and Jue reflected at the same time, and shouted at Mo Xiao in surprise, Mo Xiao looked at their reactions, and narrowed his eyes with a smile.

"There was too little information this time, and I thought it would be something beyond common sense, and I was scared and unpredictable along the way. But ......" Mo Xiao's closed eyes narrowed slightly, and the smile on his face was even worse.

"Now it seems that they are all "old friends", and naturally they are a lot more 'kind'. And what our "old friend" has done here is not easy. ”

Mo Xiao pursed his lips and looked at the door.

"Let's go, go inside. ”

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Ye Meng took the lantern in his hand and walked in the dark corridor. The light of the lantern was very faint in the vast darkness, and the flickering light around it became even more eerie.

In order to save time, the group decided to explore each floor in three ways to find clues, and finally met in the attic. The unknown place is extremely dangerous, and the three of them should advance and retreat together. But the curse of the sweet potato was imminent, and the trio's familiarity with the "temple" contributed to this choice.

Wild Dream walked in the porch, and when he encountered every small door, he pushed open it and searched it. Because of the "professionalism" he had cultivated in and out of private houses for a long time, the whole process was meticulous and efficient, but after a while, he came to a door at the end of the corridor.

The Western-style building has been abandoned for a long time, and behind each door is a dusty room, and the opening and closing of the door can even roll up a layer of dust inside the house. It can be seen that the people here are in a hurry, and most of the furnishings in the house are the same as when they were occupied, but they are covered by thick dust. But in a hurry, it seems to have been investigated, and no useful information can be searched. No, dreaming of this, picked the lock on the door in front of him.

Inside the door is a single bedroom, a far cry from the previous dorm room, with a princess bed with lace trim in the center and a small dresser around it, proving that it once belonged to a girl. Ye Meng opened the lock of the dresser with lock drawer twice, looked at the neatly arranged headbands and cheap small plastic necklaces inside, sighed, shook his head slightly, and decided to leave here. But when he turned his head, his face suddenly turned pale.

The little door that entered the house was gone......

He walked a few steps to the point where he had entered, and it had become a wall that was indistinguishable from the surrounding area of the room. Putting his hand on the wall, Yemeng felt a greasy feeling inside, as if it was not earth and stone that filled it, and there were traces of plasma coming out under the light press......

Nomu took a few steps back, a little fear in his eyes. He slowly closed his eyes, took a few deep breaths of air, pushed the top of his head with both hands, and then gently opened them.

"It's kind of interesting, a good little door said no. Are you trying to trap me in this house? Or is there something ......?"

Nomu knew that fear and nervousness would not do him any good, and he tried to relax himself with a few movements that he had taught when he was in the group. Regaining his composure, his eyes turned to the other part of the room.

He patted his hand around the wall, tapping his ear to the wall and listening, making sure there were no hidden squares. Then he lifted the bed again, removed the dresser, and searched for the hidden mechanism. Eventually, he explored the floor and ceiling with special tools to make sure there were no abnormalities.

"Tsk, if that's the case, you can only jump out of the window with a golden wire to escape, but what is the purpose of such a sealing wall? Do you really think that I will be trapped alive inside??"

Thinking of this, Ye Meng suddenly felt an extra gaze behind him. He shuddered and turned his head slowly.

It was a doll, and it was the first thing Nomu saw when he entered the house. Many of the houses contained the same dolls, dressed in the temple's long white dress, with white veils on their heads, and expressions as stiff as those of the dead. Because he had seen several of them before, Nomu didn't pay much attention to this doll and went straight to the dresser. But he clearly remembered that this doll was lying on the bed, when did it run behind him?

"Original...... Is that it?"

Nomu swallowed and stared at the doll. After his hand slapped his waist, a dangling gold rope shot out of the hidden buckle and wrapped around the doll on the stool.

Ye Meng pulled slightly, and the silver thread flashed again, and the doll had fallen into his hands, and nothing unusual had happened. And as soon as the doll was in her hands, Yemeng noticed that it was a little different.

There seemed to be something square hidden in the doll's shell, and Nomu pulled the doll out of its clothes, and there was a small crack in its plastic body. He pulled out a pile of padded bandages from the gap, and behind the bandages was a small cowhide book. He glanced at it and saw that it was the diary of the owner of the room.

Why is the diary so hidden? Just when Yemu was a little puzzled, he looked up and found that the wall had been restored to its original state, and the small door had reappeared in its original place at some point......

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When Jue came to the attic, he found the two sitting on the ground around the lamp, talking about something in a whisper. He walked over a few steps, and Mo Xiao turned his head and asked:

"Did you find anything?"

"I found this, the roster of Western-style houses. Jue handed a thick notebook to Mo Xiao and sat on the edge of Ye Meng, "This mansion seems to be a sanatorium, and the object of recuperation is a group of children. There are names of children and staff on the roster, but now it seems that the attire of these staff members also reflects that this belongs to the temple, and there is a group photo in front of the roster, but there are only children, and there is no staff member, which seems to be deliberately avoiding the appearance. Jue told some of the clues he had gotten, and looked at Mo Xiao and Ye Meng, who were flipping through the roster, "What about you?

"I found a diary from a little girl named Lily, and the process was ...... It's more complicated. Ye Meng scratched his head, and then said: "Mo Xiao didn't find anything on the first floor, but he found a door to the backyard and went to take a look." ”

"The backyard is huge, and I didn't explore it all, only part of it. As soon as I went out there was a garden, and there I found the caravan to which the madman belonged, and the people were all dead, and how to die...... It's all weird. Moreover, I think this caravan is a bit problematic...... Mo Xiao threw an iron card in his hand to Jue, and then said, "Originally, I wondered, what kind of caravan would go to the depths of the forest to do business? And the equipment on the corpse is not like an ordinary caravan, each person has a musket just by bolting, and several people are carrying a concentrated * on their backs, and there are several weapons and instruments that I have never even seen. Later, I found this on them. ”

The iron plaque is in a circular shape and is set on a cowhide rope, which was once the necklace of a corpse. Dense patterns cover the entire brand, crisscrossing and forming a complex gear-like pattern. The name and a string of numbers are engraved on the top of the pattern, and the black rust is soaked into the pattern, which looks like a certain age.

"This thing...... Isn't it a nameplate from the age of steam?"

"Hehe, the sanatorium of the Temple, the caravan of the steam age, interesting, so interesting. Mo Xiao rubbed his hands, took the nameplate back, and put it in his pocket.

"You said that the people in the temple are not afraid of this matter being exposed?" Ye Meng asked, looking at the children in white priest uniforms in the black and white group photo.

"Maybe they didn't think about letting the people here out at all, and they didn't expect outsiders to come in alive......" Mo Xiao took the roster and looked at it carefully, as if he was confirming something. After a while, he closed the booklet and said, "Come and see, I've found something interesting." The key we are looking for this time may be in this diary. ”

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Settenheim, the imperial capital.

Setunheim, a two-thirds country straddling the continent of Riviera, is known for its powerful military force and absolute will to supreme the country. Its advanced scientific and technological strength and the firm concept of loyalty of soldiers and the people are its strong guarantees. Because its national emblem is composed of an eagle and a sword and shield, it is also known as the Eagle and Shield Country.

It was late at night, and the bustling imperial capital of Nevilleland was still brightly lit, and the contrast between the depressed streets and the bright lights made the city seem extraordinarily quiet. From time to time, patrols pass through the streets to confirm the enforcement of the curfew, and the dog chains in their hands make a crunch in the dragging.

At No. 32 Naihua Road, the second floor of the European-style small western-style building is still lit with bright lights. A man sat on a couch in full dress, his eyes closed in gold-rimmed glasses, and his upturned legs shaking from time to time.

The window of the western-style building was suddenly blown open by a gust of wind, and after a creak in the room, it closed softly, and the man opened his eyes, looked at the window, smiled, and stood up.

"Coming?"

A dark figure stood silently behind the man, two eyes staring at the man's back. He silently removed the hood from his head, revealing a grim face.

"I said that every time you come over, you dress up like you're going to get the trick to slip the lock, can you be a little more normal. The man looked at the serious expression of the black shadow behind him, and couldn't help laughing, "Also, the door is below, please come back next time, can you bother to knock on the front door, don't always come in through the window?"

"How do you know I'm coming tonight?" the dark shadow stood aside and spoke softly, his voice a little stiff.

"I watched the sky at night and found that there was a ...... Well, well, you don't have any sense of humor. The man rubbed his nose when he saw the dark shadow's gloomy gaze, "The 'assistant' told me, and she also told me about your future tasks by the way." ”

"What does she mean?"

"Let me go with you, and bring all the people here and yours with me. The man frowned, pouted and said, "Sky Island, this thing can actually be found by our people, I always thought it was just a legend." ”

"You don't look surprised. ”

"Instead of being surprised by that, I'm even more surprised that you're a 'mouthless man' who actually said so much to me today, a whole three sentences, you will only talk to you before, oh yes" The man waved his hand and showed a helpless smile, "As for why you asked me why I wasn't surprised, it's not because I guessed it in advance, and it's not that I'm not surprised by a hundred battles." It's that I've finally found out that the world is so fucked up and I'm used to it. ”

"Your has gotten more. The shadow stood still, ignoring his self-deprecation and looking at him quietly. The man didn't seem to feel it, and after saying that, he picked up the coffee from the side and took a sip. After a long time, he put down his cup and turned his head.

"You seem to have something else to say. ”

"This time I came out, I met Jue. ”

"Oh, he didn't bother you?"

"I was in the shadows, and I didn't look directly at me, but he should have sensed my presence. Not only Jue, but also Wild Dream and ...... He. ”

The man's hand holding the cup shook slightly, his pupils contracted violently, and he regained his calm in an instant. He smiled and said:

"Three of you together, I don't know what you're tossing...... Leave them alone, just make arrangements. The man waved his hand to signal that he could go, but when the shadow reached the door, he suddenly turned around.

"How long are we going to do the temple dogs, elk. The shadow said coldly, every word oozing from between his clenched teeth.

"Temple dog, well, do you all think so?" the man called Elk smiled, facing the mirror on the side of his collar, "Fishy minister, you still have to be cute, sometimes you really have to be too much to lose...... As for how much time to do, this is a plan above, and it is not up to me to decide. But I don't think the sword rider has reached the point of being anyone's dog. He paused, then turned around.

"Alright, it's not too early, you go and rest. Go back and get ready, and after a week, bring your people over and get ready to start the mission. It's okay, don't think about what you have or don't have, just do what you have in hand. ”

It seemed that he wanted to say something, but in the end he just nodded, turned and walked out of the living room. The elk walked to the window, watched his figure disappear into the streets late at night, and picked up a pen from the table.

"Jue, Yemeng, and ...... Mo Xiao. He slowly placed the tip of the pen on the table and whispered the three names. The name in his mouth slowly changed to one, and he murmured, his voice getting deeper and deeper.

"Mo Xiao, Mo Xiao...... Mo Xiao!"

The pen is inserted through the paper into the table, and the ink cracks and flows slowly on the table. The black ink gathered on the table, reflecting the elk's hideous expression.