Chapter 1135: Ruined Home

"Cough, cough!"

As if suddenly surfacing from under a dark large lake, Xia De opened his eyes, and subsequently, while coughing from being choked by dust, he sat up from the bed abruptly.

"Damn it, has this place not been cleaned for hundreds of years?"

The room was almost completely dark, with only a little light from the gas lamp leaking from the door gap. The air was extremely cold, and there was almost the smell of mold and dust everywhere. This kind of damp, cold, and ruined environment formed by years of abandonment was even more shocking than that lighthouse on the island in the center of Lake Pantanal; Xia De even suspected whether he was sleeping in a graveyard.

"Silver Moon."

The golden spots gradually brightening on his body illuminated the bed he was on, and the moonlight on his fingertips illuminated the entire room. And seeing the full view of the room, Xia De widened his eyes slightly.

This was actually the master bedroom of Room 1 on the second floor of No. 6 St. Teresa Square where he was sleeping in reality; the evidence lay in the decoration and furniture of the room.

It was just that compared to the bedroom that had been renovated and had its furniture replaced in reality, the layout of the room in the dream was actually exactly the same as the layout of the room when he first came to this world before Detective Sparrow died, and even this bed was the same bed that Detective Sparrow died on.

At this time, most of the furniture in the room was covered with white cloth, and Xia De was also sitting up from the white cloth covering the bed. And in the same position in reality, the atmosphere was completely different.

He jumped off the bed, touched the white cloth, and touched a handful of thick dust. The dark floor raised dust because Xia De's feet landed, and he pulled away the white cloth on the bookshelf, seeing the metal pot and the black and white photo frame.

These furnishings were completely the furnishings of the master bedroom before Detective Sparrow died, and everything was almost exactly the same as in Xia De's memory.

"I can be certain that this is absolutely not my dream, but in Luvia's dream, how could these things exist? I have never described the details of this bedroom to anyone else."

【Perhaps, you can look at other places again.】

"She" whispered in Xia De's ear, even in the dream, "she" was still with Xia De.

Besides dust and white cloth, the difference between here and the former appearance of the bedroom in his memory was that the windows were completely sealed with layers of wooden boards, which was also the reason for the almost complete darkness in the room. And this way of blocking the windows was something Xia De had only seen in mental hospitals or buildings where an epidemic had broken out in this era.

"Although I estimated in advance that Luvia's dream would be very special, but it is actually like this..."

He approached the window, and the moonlight on his fingertips illuminated the wall, letting him see gray-green traces like moss on the wall. This ruined St. Teresa Square in the dream was completely ruined. Even knowing this was in a dream, as the owner of this house, the Outlander who regarded this place as his only home, his feelings at this moment were also quite complicated.

Confirming that there were no other details worth noting in the bedroom, Xia De pushed open the door and walked out of the room, and then frowned as he saw the layout of the living room, which was also the layout of the detective agency in the era of Sparrow.

All the furniture was covered with white cloth, and only the sofa and coffee table had traces of being used. All the windows he could see were still completely nailed shut from the inside with layers of wooden boards, because the living room fireplace, which had been repaired due to the arrival of winter in reality, was completely in its original abandoned state.

There was only one gas lamp lit on the wall, and the light of the gas lamp was exceptionally weak. This was not only because the gas in the gas pipeline was insufficient, but also because the lampshade looked like it had not been wiped by anyone for hundreds of years. The living room was also cold and damp; not to mention the feeling of a warm home when Xia De and Mia lived there, it was no different from the haunted house one could imagine in urban legends.

Xia De came to the wall by the fireplace in the dim light, frowned and looked at the gray-green moss traces, and then tried to push it, but did not find the secret door leading to Room 2, and that secret door was only made during the renovation:

"It is indeed the era of Detective Sparrow, the layout of the detective agency. It looks like, after Detective Sparrow died, this place was completely abandoned and no one used it, and after the church recovered and checked the dangerous house, it was sealed up."

Suddenly turning to look behind him, in the dim light, he looked at another door:

"If after Detective Sparrow died, no one inherited this house, then 'my' bedroom..."

Thinking of this, he turned and walked toward the side bedroom, which was where the original owner lived when Detective Sparrow was still alive. The door was not locked, but after pushing it open, he only saw that it was a utility room, piled with messy old furniture and sundries; of course, they were also covered with white cloth.

Xia De entered the room and pulled away the white cloth, confirming that there was no bed at the position of the bed; this place was indeed used as a utility room, and it was absolutely not the bedroom that once existed. Ｍ.

"Everything is the same as the original, only the room where 'I' lived does not have the traces of 'me'."

If this were not in a dream, then this scene would be too terrifying. The interesting degree of Luvia's dream far exceeded Xia De's expectations; he stood at the door of the side bedroom and thought for a while, and then closed the door gently. Thinking that he could try to test where the boundary of this dream was.

"Meow~"

The ruined haunted house was originally silent, but at this time, a cat meow came out abruptly, and that meow was also incomparably familiar.

Xia De hurried to turn and walk toward the door of Room 1, and after opening the door, the corridor and the stairs were oppressive, eerie, and terrifying darkness.

From the darkness downstairs, the orange and white cat darted up; the cat did not pay attention to Xia De standing at the door at all, and continued to run toward the third floor.

"Mia?"

Of course, the cat was also just a creation in the dream. The real cat was still in the wardrobe, not in direct contact with Xia De; this dream belonged exclusively to Luvia.

Xia De lifted his right hand slightly, illuminating the stairs from the second floor to the third floor. Just as he thought, after he came to this world, the stairs that were repaired by the church were naturally not in the state of having been repaired in reality. Someone did not know where they got a pile of door panels, forcibly sticking those door panels together, connecting the second floor and the third floor.

The splicing of those door panels was extremely sloppy; if Xia De did not see it wrong, that was the effect of the spell 【Adhesion】, and this kind of basic spell was something he also knew.

Stepping on the door panel stairs to reach the third floor, the third floor was in the state before the repair, with mold spots everywhere, and there were not even gas lamps on the walls. The door panels of the two rooms on the third floor had disappeared, and Xia De suspected that they were in the pile of door panels just now. And the windows in the rooms were also all sealed, and the pitch-black appearance was exceptionally eerie.

Although the cat that darted upstairs had disappeared without a trace, there were still cat paw prints on the dust on the ground. Following the paw prints to the stairs leading to the attic in the corridor, Xia De climbed up to the attic in the darkness, stepping on the creaking old stairs.

There was no ritual of "Moonlight Water" and "Sun Fire" in the attic, and the sundries piled up were covered with white cloth. Looking left and right, he still did not see that cat, just, there was an extra rusty metal triangular ladder on the east side of the attic, and the small door on the top of the attic, which could only allow one person to pass, was opened.

The roofs of the houses around St. Teresa Square were all covered with tiles, with a tilted angle, not allowing residents to move on the roof or dry clothes. In reality, Xia De only climbed onto the roof once when the house was being repaired to check the problem of the waterproof layer.

In the normal state, an extra ladder needed to be set up to go up to the roof from the attic. And in reality, to prevent the naughty cat from running up by herself and then falling from the roof, the ladder in the home was not only put away long ago, but the square small door on the roof of the attic was also locked by Xia De.

"Is Luvia on the roof now? Why, in this dream, is there actually Mia? Does Luvia, like Lei Qianya, also have ideas about Mia?"

He came to the side of the triangular ladder and looked up. From the square hole, he could see the eerie sky like an oil painting in a yellowish color. It seemed that the outside world in the dream was also as abnormal as in the house.

Hesitating for a moment, Xia De also climbed up holding the ladder. And after exposing his head from the roof, he finally saw the full view of this eerie world in the dream.

In the yellowish sky, countless fine building debris and corpses were floating. The sun in the distance was still suspended in the sky, but that sun was actually black, surrounded by white edges, and the outer layer was a red halo. The black sun was like a hole, flowing out a line of fire red toward the bottom.

The world seemed to have turned yellowish-brown, sand and dust covered most of the city, sand and gravel danced in the wind, and even a layer of fine sand was attached to the tiles on the roof. Originally thinking that only the house was cold and damp like a haunted house, after coming to the outdoors, he discovered that the temperature had even become colder.

Xia De climbed onto the roof completely from the attic, stood up, and went to look at Tobesk City. The "Pearl of the North" that was originally prosperous now seemed to have experienced a hundred years of vicissitudes; one-third of the buildings in the city area he saw were severely damaged, and the remaining buildings were also full of traces of ruin everywhere. If the roads were not blocked by collapsed buildings or sand piles, they were also piled with garbage and sundries, and the pedestrians occasionally seen were wrapped in robes, walking quickly in the alleys with hunched waists.

Further away, the western part of the city seemed to have been hit by a giant meteorite, leaving a deep pit that was still smoking, and black smoke rose toward the terrible yellowish sky. And in the northeastern part of the city, tentacles were wriggling and dancing toward the sky from the smoke and dust, but looking closely, they seemed to be just a few wisps of black smoke in the wind.

And in the extremely distant high sky, where countless garbage and corpses were circling, a giant floating island-like building was floating silently there; the island was wrapped in a storm, and pitch-black lightning flashed in the storm.

Compared with everything around, St. Teresa Square could even be considered the place with the most complete building integrity, and it was the only sanctuary in this dream of doomsday. ===== CHAPTER 1136 =====