Chapter 15 Weird Collection "Can you...save me..."...

"Even if all those little things were left behind, they probably wouldn't have any effect."

Cecilia opened the closet and found only two bathrobes.

She took out an item and threw it to Chen Ye, and continued to explain: "Generally speaking, auctions of this level are mostly barter, or require a huge amount of money to be paid."

"Given our current financial situation, I'm afraid we can only consider bartering."

"That makes sense."

Chen Ye hugged the soft pillow and said thoughtfully, "I have a few special items on me, I don't know if they can be used."

"We'll just have to adapt to the situation tomorrow."

During the conversation, she had already checked the room thoroughly.

Ever since the ringing sounded, she always felt that there was a cold and damp air in the air, so she carefully checked every corner of the room.

But the room was fully equipped with living facilities and the supplies were also normal. She walked around for a long time but didn't find anything wrong.

"After you shower, go to bed. I'll keep watch tonight."

After saying that, she moved a chair to the door and sat down directly on it.

At first, Chen Ye struggled and said that he couldn't rest alone and wanted to keep watch with his sister. However, he fell asleep groaningly before half an hour had passed.

The next day, a crisp bell rang outside the door. The sound was not harsh, but rather like the chirping of birds, but it inexplicably made Cecilia feel palpitations.

Almost instinctively, she stood up suddenly, pushed open the door, and faced the elderly housekeeper from yesterday.

The other person was wearing a black tuxedo and holding a silver bell in his hand. He was wandering around the door of the guest room, shaking the silver bell rhythmically.

"My dear guest, you seem to have gotten up a little early."

The old and hoarse voice was full of dissatisfaction. The cloudy eyes looked Cecia up and down, and said in a stiff tone: "Please wait until the ringing stops before going out next time. This is also to ensure your safety."

Two quick sounds...two seconds apart...three slow shakes...

She paid attention to the handbell from the corner of her eye, and memorized the rhythm of its shaking. Then she closed the door, blocking the harsh face outside.

The door opened and closed twice, but the girl on the bed was still sleeping soundly. She sighed and began to call someone to wake up with difficulty.

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The flesh-colored tentacles twisted, with roses carved from sapphires clinging to the suction cups;

The framed painting was glossy, and the head of the person in the painting seemed to move a little;

Green vines filled the entire display case, and deep inside the layers was a heart-shaped stem that rose and fell like a beating heart...

While touring the collection room, Cecia eliminated bidding targets one by one in her mind.

I have to say that the owner here is an out-and-out collector.

Ornaments, paintings, plants... He has no obvious preference, as long as something is rare and expensive, he will collect it in his collection room.

Looking around, she was dazzled by the bizarre collections, and other guests were even more exaggerated. They stuck to the display cabinets one by one, wishing they could break the cabinets and take them for themselves.

"This is the auction room for this time."

Passing through the collection corridor, the butler led the guests into the innermost room.

The high platform in the center was covered with a layer of red velvet, and the servants were carefully moving the auction items onto the display table.

The platform is surrounded by a circle of translucent boxes. People can be vaguely seen from the outside, but the specific situation inside cannot be seen.

"To facilitate bidding, please enter the same box with your companions."

As soon as the butler finished speaking, the guests rushed to occupy the boxes with good views like ants seeing honey, and finally only Cecilia and Chen Ye were left.

The box was spacious enough for the two of them, but apart from them, there were at least six or seven people in other boxes, which made it a bit crowded.

"Why don't they sit down?"

Chen Ye sat next to Cecia and whispered, "If we squeeze together on the sofa here, I think seven people can fit in."

Seeing that in other boxes, only one person was sitting in the front, while the others were dressed in uniform and standing in a row respectfully in the back, Cecilia had a bad feeling.

After the servant handed her the bid card, that strange premonition became a reality.

A heart filled with red, an eyeball made of black and white lines, and various flesh-colored limbs...

The paper bid tag is almost weightless, but the childish doodles on it make it feel extremely heavy.

"Sister, what does this mean..."

Chen Ye's voice was trembling. Although those patterns were simple drawings, when combined together they had a strong visual impact that made people feel uncomfortable.

"You're not going to offer this as a price—"

"Welcome everyone to today's auction. Now I will introduce the items for auction."

A sweet voice came from the high platform in the center. A very friendly woman was opening the lock on the collection cabinet and showing the guests a full range of exhibits.

"These are a beautifully crafted pair of earrings, with the coiled snake made of sterling silver and detailed scales carved into it."

"In the center of the snake is a unique white crystal filled with blood-colored cotton wool... Take a picture of it, and it may give you better eyesight."

After the introduction, the guests in the box began to bid for the item. The currency they offered was the body part with the pattern drawn on it.

No wonder there were so many people in the other boxes. They were not servants serving at all, but the funds for their auction.

Cecia sneered and crushed the ridiculous bid card.

She would never sacrifice herself in exchange for passing the level, nor did she intend to let Chen Ye pay anything -

After spending these days together, the possibility that Chen Ye is a human being is almost 100%, and she must bring him back intact.

At the end of the auction, there were a few fewer people in each box and a few more collections.

Only Cecia and her friends got nothing and returned to the guest room in anger.

"It seems that there is no way to clear this instance. You can't really take some parts from us..."

Chen Ye hung his head and asked dejectedly, "Sister, do you have any other ideas?"

"At this point, we can only rob."

Her red eyes flashed slightly, and Cecilia threw the waste paper into the trash can, with a crazy smile on her face.

After the ringing of the bell outside stopped, she took all the special items with her. After making sure there were no footsteps outside the door, she raised her hand to push the door, but was held back by a force behind her.

Chen Ye blinked his eyes and looked at her expectantly: "Sister, won't you take me with you?"

"It's dangerous outside, you should go to sleep."

Meeting those sparkling eyes, she was still a little worried, so she simply knocked Chen Ye unconscious, stuffed him into the quilt, and then tiptoed out of the room.

The dark corridor was empty, and it was so quiet that only her breathing could be heard. The cold chill spread in the air and wrapped around her limbs along with her body temperature.

With the faint moonlight, she could barely distinguish the road ahead and slowly groped her way to the spiral staircase.

The French windows let in the moonlight without any cover, and the visibility in front of her was much higher. When she looked up, she accidentally caught a glimpse of the bright moon.

A huge eye hung high in the night sky, half of its surface covered by flesh-colored skin, and the black and white eyeball inside was constantly rotating.

Even though it replaced the moon, it was still too close to the ground compared to the sun and the moon. Cecilia could even clearly see the wrinkles on her eyelids.

Things beyond her cognition disrupted her rhythm. Her originally steady heartbeat began to accelerate, and her stomach sent out signals of vomiting.

At the next corner, her elbow accidentally hit the iron bracket, and the vase on it shook and fell rapidly to the ground, about to make a harsh sound.

Damn it.

She cursed inwardly, then fell to the ground and caught the fragile vase with her body.

When I stood up again, I didn't know if it was an illusion, but the eyeball seemed to be closer to the window, and something was wriggling inside the white of the eye, which made my scalp tingle.

She stopped looking at the "moon" outside the window and left the moonlit stairs as quickly as possible.

On the second floor, she found the collection room with ease.

Not to mention being locked, the door of the collection room was not even closed, and there was a little light coming from inside, as if luring visitors in.

As soon as she entered the collection room, Cecilia's ears were surrounded by endless pleading sounds.

Perhaps to ensure the viewing quality of the collection, there is a lighting device in the transparent display cabinet. Even at night, you can clearly see the full picture of the collection.

But there are no collections here; they are clearly living people.

"Please... let me out..."

"Take me away! I can give you anything!"

"I'm going to die... If I'm photographed by those devils, I'll definitely die! Save me!"

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These cries for help seemed to be blocked by an invisible wall in the collection room, and people outside could not hear anything. Only by entering the room could one see their despair and pain.

They were locked in a small display case that could barely fit them only if they curled up.

Cecia walked in the corridor, gradually matching the people who were shouting at the top of their lungs with the objects in the daytime.

The young child was covered with roses, a hint of scarlet in the enchanting blue;

A middle-aged man is imprisoned in the frame, his skin covered with sticky oil paint, and he can only twist his head with difficulty;

The slender vines wrapped around the girl's body, and the emerald green heart in her chest was exposed, beating with difficulty...

"Can you...save me..."

A hoarse voice rang out from the display cabinet. The girl's neck was strangled by vines, and every syllable she uttered caused her great pain.

She looked at Cecia, her eyes full of pleading, as if she was desperately grasping at the last straw.