The room on the right.
The woman in a long skirt carrying cleaning tools pushed open the door with great uneasiness.
Creak——
The sound was harsh, like the cry of a wild cat at midnight, which made people feel even more uneasy.
She looked up and saw that it was dark and difficult to see, as if a monster had opened its bloody mouth, waiting for her to fall into its trap and then swallow her whole.
But she had no choice.
According to the weird head maid, as long as you complete the task, you can leave alive. As for cleaning, she often does it at home, so it shouldn't be a big problem.
He was thinking about himself, comforting himself with a few words, and barely mustered up some courage, then slowly stepped into the room.
Bang--
As soon as she walked in, before she could even stand still, the door behind her was completely closed.
The sudden movement frightened her so much that her legs went weak and her face was filled with fear and anxiety.
Among the four people who came to Dameiling to participate in the field battle, there is no need to say much about the two men, and the short-haired woman is also a brave and decisive person, otherwise she would not have abandoned her companions and followed Lin Fan.
She was the least courageous among the four. If she hadn't wanted to try out what it felt like to be out of reach of the burly man, she wouldn't even have dared to set foot in Damianling.
Holding the broom handle tightly, she kept looking around and breathing heavily.
It was dark around and I could only see a few things clearly.
Before she could finish looking at the entire layout of the room, a cold voice came from the darkness on one side, "Clean my room, don't destroy my puzzle."
“Someone…someone…”
The woman in the long skirt looked in the direction of the voice. As her pupils gradually adjusted to the surrounding environment, she saw a figure appear in the dim moonlight, sitting quietly at the table beside her.
The figure in front of him looked like a teenager, wearing a T-shirt and shorts, but his body was covered with countless marks, as if he had been tied up with thick hemp ropes, and was covered in bruises.
The most conspicuous and exaggerated part, which is hard to ignore even in a dim environment, is the mark on its neck. The mark has been completely sunken into its neck, even its throat has been crushed by it. Looking at its eyes, its eyeballs are wide open, almost falling out of their sockets.
She was wrong, that person was indeed... not a human!
The woman in the long skirt shuddered and quickly lowered her head, not daring to look any longer.
If I continue watching, I'm afraid she won't even be able to stand steadily, let alone complete the cleaning task.
After the weird second young master gave a reminder, he stopped talking.
However, his eyeballs, which were almost falling out of their sockets, and his lifeless pupils were fixed on the woman in the long skirt.
The inexplicable feeling of being watched made her dare not move rashly.
She stood there for several minutes before the intense fear in her heart finally dissipated a little.
But as long as she continues to be alone in a room with this weird thing, the fear in her heart will never go away.
But if she wanted to survive, she couldn't just stand there.
Otherwise, what would happen if the burly man completed his task and ran away without her... So, she had to clean the room quickly and reunite with the burly man.
The woman in the long skirt took a few deep breaths, then gritted her teeth, gripped the broom tightly, and with her body trembling, she mustered up the courage to start cleaning.
She had done housework at home, so it was not difficult for her to get busy.
In particular, the room layout is simple, with only a bed and a table, and there is no extra objects on the floor.
As for the taboos mentioned by the other party.
After the woman in the long skirt finished cleaning a corner, she saw a painting on the wall. It was made up of pieces of puzzle. There were countless men and women in the painting, collectively being hanged. It was extremely evil.
When passing by the so-called area where puzzles and paintings were hung, she was even more careful, afraid to touch anything.
Soon, she finished sweeping the room. There was no tool for mopping the floor, so she picked up a rag and dipped it in water to wipe the floor clean. She moved much slower due to fear and caution, but this caution made the whole process go smoothly.
"It's almost done... just need to wipe the floor... and we can leave."
The woman in the long skirt secretly breathed a sigh of relief and kept cheering herself up.
Then he returned to the starting position with a rag, squatted down and prepared to start.
Only then did she realize that when she entered the door, there was a carpet under her feet.
The picture on the carpet was equally bizarre, showing a man hanging from a beam with a smile on his face.
When she first entered the room, it was too dark. Even though she walked over with a broom and swept it, she didn't notice the carpet.
It was her negligence. Fortunately, she discovered it. Otherwise, the carpet would be too dirty. She couldn't imagine what kind of punishment she would receive. She was afraid that she would lose her life here. Just thinking about it made her feel terrified.
After gathering her composure, she reached out and picked up a corner of the carpet, preparing to wipe underneath.
However, just as one hand reached a certain height, the other hand holding the rag had not yet reached out.
Dadada——
The carpet she lifted up fell apart in her hands, pieces falling to the ground.
The woman in the long skirt paused for a moment, and stood there in a daze, looking at the broken carpet in front of her. For a moment, she couldn't even think straight.
puzzle……
Isn’t it the painting hanging in the room?
How come this carpet is also a puzzle?
But before she could come to her senses, she found that her body was inexplicably floating up.
Before she felt any discomfort, she reached out and touched her neck. It was a thick hemp rope hanging her up.
It suddenly tightened and swung back and forth like a swing.
After a struggle at the beginning, there was no movement or life for a while.
…
…
In Canye Manor, there is an empty yard between the big iron gate and the villa.
Lin Fan kept walking around, looking for the place in his memory.
The land under his feet was buried with countless body parts.
If all the arms buried here were dug out, there would have to be at least a hundred of them. If he made a mistake in judgment and submitted the wrong arm, the price would be that he would lose an arm.
So, one must proceed with caution.
After looking around for a while, Lin Fan came to a position three meters in front of the iron gate of the manor, and calculated and measured again with his feet. Only after confirming that it was correct did he squat down.
As far as I can remember, the burial site wasn't very deep and could be dug out with a hand dig.
Compared to before his rebirth, Lin Fan relied on his own hands, digging the ground handful by handful of soil, and he did not dare to stop even if his palms were bleeding. This time, he was able to clearly identify the location, which had reduced a lot of useless work.
but……
In this life, he is much braver than in his previous life.
Looking around, I found that the iron frame of the fence on the side of the iron gate had long been rotten and covered with rust.
So he walked over, broke off an iron pipe, used it as a shovel, and loosened the soil.
…
In the reception room on the second floor, moonlight filtered through the window glass.
The weird head maid stayed beside the weird lady and poured her a cup of strong, fresh blood.
Then, as if sensing some movement, he looked up and glanced out the window, twisting his neck, and said in surprise, "Madam... he's tearing down our wall."
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