Chapter 253: Zhong Lou

Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe crawled out of the wardrobe, a few strands of long hair hanging from his temples to his cheeks.

The him who entered the dream this time was no longer the crew-cut man who came here in the identity of a tourist, but a white girl with flaxen long hair tied in half, looking weak and not having much physical strength.

It was still a dim small room, a bit smaller than the previous one. There was only a bed and a wardrobe in the room, as well as a small round table, not even a stool. The kerosene lamp hanging by the bed was lit, exactly the same as the one Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe had seen before.

Under the illumination of the lamp, the walls of the room were damp, and every stone brick was soaked with water. Milky white mycelium could be vaguely seen in the brick joints. If the weather were warmer, mushrooms could probably grow.

"Hoo—" Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe blew out the kerosene lamp, and the room fell into darkness again.

This white girl didn't smoke, and there was no lighter on her, but Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe found a small anti-wolf flashlight in the pocket of her down jacket, and the battery was still about half full.

Turning on the flashlight, the damp walls from before had become dry and tidy, and the mycelium in the brick joints had disappeared.

"Lighting the kerosene lamp will cause the environment here to change and attract ghosts." Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe held the anti-wolf flashlight and kerosene lamp in one hand, searched around the room, and didn't find anything useful.

Hanging in the wardrobe was a rough piece of clothing sewn from linen, as well as a thin blanket, and there was nothing else besides that.

"Wait..."

On the other side of the wardrobe, that is, in the corner where this white girl had curled up and hidden before, Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe discovered a large piece of vermilion English handwriting on the pine board inside the wardrobe. He leaned over and smelled it. These words emitted a cheap chemical smell peculiar to low-quality cosmetics.

But Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe searched around and didn't find anything like lipstick on this white girl.

"Was this written by someone else and left in the wardrobe?" Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe's heart moved, and he began to read the content of the handwriting in the wardrobe.

【Red handwriting hidden inside the wardrobe】

【To the survivors:】

【If you are still alive and want to escape from here, please move to the basement】

【Do not leave from the front door, back door, windows, or any other passage that looks like an exit of this castle. That is a dead end! Those who take the dead end will be lost without exception and will never be able to return】

【The only exit is at the bottom of the castle, in the secret basement at the bottom of the sewer of this 'Vanessa' Castle. If you want to escape, go there. Remember to bring a lamp, you must bring a lamp! Without a lamp, you won't be able to reach there】

【Be careful, don't be found by it, I'm going to set off too】

"So this is a castle?" Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe looked back at the walls and ceiling of the room, thinking the style was consistent.

Remembering the content of the red handwriting word for word, Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe carried the kerosene lamp, held the anti-wolf flashlight, and laboriously pulled open the heavy iron door on the wall that was covered in rust.

Walking out of the door, Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe looked back and saw that this iron door was embedded in an ancient arc-shaped retaining wall. Every 1 meter or so on the wall, there was a niche recessed inward, and oil lamps that had no oil were placed in the niches.

Opposite the room door was another stone wall, with a small observation window opened on the wall. Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe came to the window and looked out, only to see that outside the stone wall of the castle was a sparse forest shrouded in thick fog. The sky was gloomy, and it was unclear whether it was day or night.

"Just act according to the guidance of the handwriting for now, and try to find out more information." Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe left the window and turned back to the room door. The corridor outside the door was low on the left and high on the right, spiraling. Walking to the left was going downstairs, and walking to the right was going upstairs.

Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe turned off the anti-wolf flashlight and walked upstairs along the spiral corridor.

The temperature in the castle was very low, and the cold air from outdoors kept pouring in from the windows, blowing the white girl's delicate body to tremble slightly. Damn it, it just happened to be her physiological period today.

Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe pulled the zipper of the down jacket to the top, then bent down to tear open the trouser legs of the jeans and pull off a section, making the two trouser legs one long and one short. This white girl's physical strength was not good, and it was a bit laborious to pull.

After doing all this, Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe put his hands together and recited a prayer to the Serpent God in his heart. Hope this way the luck would be better...

According to the last attempt, it was impossible to call out He Nianjun in the dream to flip through the almanac for himself to know the good or bad luck of the day, so Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe flipped through the almanac before falling asleep this time to know the content.

【Lunar July 21st】

【Suitable: Betrothal, tailoring, bathing, praying for blessings, treating illness,】

【Taboo: Capping, setting fire, planting, burial, moving earth, beam raising,】

From the current point of view, if he died in the dream, Taiyi could still normally act as a scapegoat for him. It was just unclear whether he could still normally obtain good luck by seeking good and avoiding evil in the dream?

The spiral staircase reached its end. Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe climbed to the top floor, and the view suddenly opened up, but the next second, the biting cold wind blew so hard that he couldn't open his eyes.

【More latest popular novels at...】

This was a cylindrical tower, connected up and down by a long spiral staircase. At the top of the tower was a pointed stone pavilion supported by three feet. The carvings on the outside of the pavilion had been weathered and blurred, but the patterns and decorations inside were still good, with strong Gothic architectural features.

A large black pot cast from pig iron was placed in the stone pavilion at the top of the tower, filled with a full pot of ashes and some residual wood that hadn't burned sufficiently, looking like something like a beacon tower.

Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe stood straight in the howling cold wind with his hands holding the stone pillar. At the far end of the city wall, he saw another tower. Below the tower, an ancient castle built of rocks was built against the mountain, shrouded in faint gray haze.

There were 4 such towers, 1 large and 3 small. The largest one was located at the top of the clock tower in the center of the castle, and the 3 slightly smaller ones were located at the 3 corners of the city wall—this castle was built against the mountain, and the position of the 4th corner was replaced by the towering mountain and rock wall, so there was no tower.

"The basement mentioned in the red handwriting should be under that clock tower, right?" Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe held the stone pillar with one hand, looking at the stone-built pointed clock tower in the center of the castle. That was his goal for this trip.

I don't know if this white girl's physical strength can hold up.

Observing the next forward route, Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe left the stone pavilion and went down to the inside of the tower, walking down along the spiral staircase. The cold wind on the roof blew his shoulders to tremble slightly, his abdomen felt cramping pain, and both legs were twitching slightly from pain.

Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe took out a board of 24 painkillers from his pocket, broke off half a board, and swallowed them all.

Unlike the Nine Provinces continent, there was a widespread and serious abuse of opioid drugs in white countries. Whether it was a hangover headache or a girl's menstrual pain, they wouldn't drink any brown sugar water or ginger tea, generally just painkillers.

Swallowing the painkillers, Seeing Seeing Ning Zhe put the remaining half board of medicine into his pocket and continued to walk forward. At this moment, a rustling friction sound suddenly came from below the spiral staircase.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 254 =====