Strange Stories about Castle Rules

The rules clearly mentioned three colors of leather shoes, but Ding Can only saw one pair.

There was not much time left, so she quickly bent down and looked at the gap under the cabinet. After making sure that she had not missed anything, she decided to put on the black leather shoes.

After all, one of the points said that this is a color that can never go wrong.

She was barefoot, wearing only a pair of thick wool socks, so when she stepped into the leather shoes, they fit her feet perfectly, as if they were specially made for her.

Walking quickly towards the door and putting his hand on the door handle, Ding Can took a few deep breaths and quickly opened the door. He did not go out immediately, but first stretched his head to look to both sides.

This room happens to be the last one in the corridor. There is a window on the right, and to the left is a very long corridor.

The corridor was deserted, covered in brick-red carpet with simple golden pattern decorations that stretched to the end.

About ten meters ahead, you can vaguely see the stairs.

The lighting in the passage was not very good. There were several hanging lamps scattered here and there. They were hung from the ceiling by a long chain, and then divided into three in the middle. Each of them was connected to a corner of a metal tray, and the bulb was covered on the tray.

Chains are an element of restraint in most cases, and even when used in lighting equipment, they can make people feel suffocated.

On both sides of the corridor, every few meters, there are long circular platforms with life-size half-human relief ornaments placed on them, including both men and women in various shapes.

The faces are portrayed very clearly, and it is worth noting that these figures seem to be looking forward.

None of them have their eyes closed, and all of their eyes are looking forward in the direction of the head, following the angle of the display.

It seems that as long as there is someone in the corridor, no matter where they walk or where they stand, they will appear in the portrait's sight.

Even if you just look up, you can make eye contact with at least one statue.

It feels like there are always eyes staring at me in secret.

Some chaotic footsteps came from the direction of the stairs. Ding Can knew that she could not wait any longer, so she took a step back, turned right, and came to the huge window.

The castle has very high floors, about twice the height of a normal house.

The windows are also installed directly with large pieces of glass. If the height of the windowsill is still only at the human waist, the upper part will appear very spacious, creating an appearance of good lighting.

For a normal valance to be this high, the curtains themselves would have to be made extremely thick so that they can blend in and not appear abrupt.

The outline is straight and not translucent, which is perfect for hiding someone inside.

There was no need to open the curtains. She could hide directly in the space behind the curtains. Her fingers quietly opened a small gap between the curtains and the wall, allowing her to see the scene in the corridor clearly.

The next second, I saw a foot sticking out from the stairs.

There was not just one person, but more than a dozen neatly arranged cleaners who came up one after another in order, each holding a bucket in their left hand, which contained the cleaning tools they would need later.

After parting ways at the stairs, they each went to the room they were responsible for.

There were four people turning towards me, which meant that there were four rooms starting from the stairs.

According to the distribution, the one in the lead will be the cleaner who will come to clean the room where he just stayed.

She was a middle-aged woman with a somewhat bloated figure, wearing a navy blue half-high collar dress with a white apron on the outside, which was their uniform attire.

The woman's naturally curly long brown hair was all tied up on top of her head. She also wore a hat that was very small compared to her head circumference. It was so small that it hardly looked like a hat. It would be more accurate to describe it as a headdress.

Her cheeks were obviously red and had freckles caused by sunburn. Her face was a little droopy because of too much flesh. She looked very angry. Probably no one would be happy to see her at work.

As for what was in the bucket, Ding Can only saw it clearly now.

There were simple tools such as rags, dusters and brooms. After the cleaner went in, she did not close the door. From her angle, she could just see the cabinet.

The cabinet where she had just hidden was actually a closet half a person's height, and it looked more like it was used to store ornaments.

On it was placed an enameled porcelain piece with exquisite craftsmanship.

However, when the woman walked in, she did not start cleaning directly. Instead, she placed the bucket at her feet and took out the broom from it.

After taking one end of the broom out of the bucket, Ding Can opened his eyes slightly and noticed that the top of the stick was very sharp, not the usual smooth shape.

It is not caused by long-term and repeated use, but rather seems to have been deliberately sharpened and thinned by a sharp tool.

There are also raised wooden thorns on it. Once they pierce the skin, they will definitely cause the skin to be torn and blood to flow.

The woman held the broom and walked towards the closet, stopping in front of it. The way she held the broom was not the posture for sweeping the floor.

Seeing this reminded Ding Can of something he had seen on TV: someone holding a harpoon by a stream, about to spear a fish.

The woman's gaze did not linger on the more eye-catching porcelain, but moved slightly downwards, and raised the wooden stick a little higher.

Ding Can could only see the woman's profile clearly. The cheekbones that could be barely discerned from the fat were slowly rising.

One corner of his mouth was raised, revealing a creepy sneer, and the wrinkles on his face were squeezed together.

The next second, she grabbed the bracelet on the cabinet door and opened it quickly, then stabbed the wooden stick down.

It all happened very quickly, and there was no one in the cabinet, so the spikes just hit the solid wood bottom hard, making a cracking sound.

People who have been doing housework for a long time naturally have very strong arms, so many sharp thorns were embedded in their bodies, and a lot of wood chips were flying around.

Ding Can could fully imagine where the spike would have landed on his body if he had not realized the time on the clock and was still in the closet.

She felt a chill in her chest and felt like she had survived a disaster.

Before I could even breathe a sigh of relief, I heard a series of clattering sounds coming from downstairs, followed by the sound of hurried and rapid running.

Although I don't know which floor I'm on, I can see a large garden outside when I look out the window.

And it is obvious that this view can only be seen clearly from a certain height.

Considering the time, it is possible that one of them was in danger.

Because she didn't hear any familiar voice, she listened for a while longer, thinking of waiting a little longer.

The noise of the commotion couldn't be fully believed, but after a while, the downstairs suddenly became quiet.

During the entire journey, she didn't hear even a single shout. She remembered that when the dozen cleaners appeared just now, there was no communication between them at all, not even a whisper.

Ding Can even began to suspect that the servants here had been given some strict orders not to speak freely.

In the room, seeing that there was no one in the closet, the cleaner searched the room again without giving up before finally starting the formal cleaning process.

First use a feather duster to remove the dust on the surface, and then wipe it with a clean cloth.

Finally, take the broom with a broken top and sweep every corner of the room.

After finishing all this and putting the tools back in the bucket, the clock showed exactly ten seconds left until half past nine.

Without stopping for even a second, the cleaners walked out of all the rooms together, so neatly and uniformly that they almost formed a straight line, as if it was a pre-arranged procedure.

They regrouped and lined up, then retreated from the stairs.

The entire corridor became silent again. Leaning against the window, Ding Can first felt that the position behind him was safe. He did not notice that the originally heavy curtains were rippling like water waves.

Her fingers were grasping a small piece of cloth to facilitate her vision outside. Now that there was no one around, she could take the opportunity to take a look at the internal structure of the castle.

The rules mentioned avoiding servants, but she didn't see any servants.

Perhaps, like the cleaners, these people would only appear and walk around in the castle at certain times.

When Ding Can was about to come out from behind the curtain, he suddenly felt a gentle touch on the back of his hand.

As if a feather passed by, she lowered her head instantly, and there was nothing underneath.

Was it an illusion? She began to doubt whether she was being too cautious.

But in this kind of environment, any possibility of danger, no matter how small, must not be ignored.

So she chose to sit back and wait for a while to see if the same situation would occur again.

At the same time, the eyes also look at the details in this very narrow, small area. Generally speaking, it is not a very spacious place.

So Ding Can quickly realized that something was wrong compared to what happened just now.

It's the texture on the surface of the curtains, and the state is a little different from when I just came in.

The curtains were made of a special material. When Ding Can hid inside, he unconsciously took a closer look at them, and he especially felt that the embroidery on the surface was extremely delicate.

Every stitch is carefully crafted and is hand-sewn by a skilled tailor.

The diamond grid frames a layered digestion, but now it seems that the edges of the diamonds seem to be slightly distorted.

Just then he marveled in his heart that his memory would never be wrong. Ding Can raised his hand and tentatively touched the raised stitches on it. A rough feel appeared at his fingertips.

A thought flashed through her mind, and she suddenly remembered a sentence in the rules.

Can't stay outside the cabinet for too long.

However, the paper does not explain how this "too long" period of time is defined and how it is calculated.

Could it be that it's just like the time the cleaner shows up in the room, and can't stay there for more than fifteen minutes?

Now that I think about it, after the cleaner entered the room, she moved her feet slightly so that she could see the scene inside more clearly, and then she has been standing there until now.

If calculated based on the time the leather shoes stayed, it would be exactly fifteen minutes.

So the abnormality that the body felt just now was because the rules and regulations were violated, so the punishment is about to begin!

Realizing this, Ding Can immediately wanted to leave through the window, but before she could do anything, the entire curtain fell directly from the ceiling, covering her head.

The darkness swept over her, and her whole body was wrapped tightly like a silkworm cocoon.