Chapter 253 Bell Tower
Chapter 253 Bell Tower
Ning Zhe climbed out of the closet, with a few strands of long hair falling from her ears to her cheeks.
This time, the man who entered the dream was no longer the man with a crew cut who came here as a tourist, but a white girl with long flaxen hair half-tied up, who was thin and looked not in good physical condition.
It was still a dimly lit room, even smaller than the previous one. There was only a bed, a wardrobe, and a small round table in the room, without even a stool. The kerosene lamp hanging on the bedside was on, exactly the same as the one Ning Zhe had seen before.
Under the light, the walls of the room were wet, every brick was soaked with water, and milky white mycelium was faintly visible in the cracks between the bricks. If the weather was warmer, mushrooms would probably grow.
"Huh——" Ning Zhe blew out the kerosene lamp, and the room fell into darkness again.
This white girl didn't smoke and didn't have a lighter on her, but Ning Zhe found a small anti-wolf flashlight in her down jacket pocket, with about half the battery left.
When I turned on the flashlight, I saw that the previously wet walls had become dry and clean, and the mycelium in the brick joints had disappeared.
"Lighting the kerosene lamp will change the environment here and attract ghosts." Ning Zhe held the anti-wolf flashlight and kerosene lamp in one hand and searched around the room, but found nothing useful.
There was a rough dress made of linen and a thin blanket hanging in the closet, but nothing else.
"and many more……"
On the other side of the closet, in the corner where the white girl had been curled up and hiding, Ning Zhe found a large patch of vermilion English writing on the pine board inside the closet. He leaned in and smelled it, and the words exuded a smell of cheap chemicals unique to inferior cosmetics.
But Ning Zhe searched around and did not find anything like lipstick on the white girl.
"Did someone write this and leave it in the closet?" Ning Zhe's heart moved slightly, and he began to read the contents of the handwriting in the closet.
[Red writing hidden inside the closet]
【To the survivors:】
[If you are still alive and want to escape from here, please move to the basement]
[Do not leave this castle through the front door, back door, window, or any other exit that looks like an exit. That is a dead end! Those who walk into a dead end will be lost without exception and will never be able to come back.]
[The only exit is in the basement of the castle, in the secret basement at the bottom of the sewer of the "Vanessa" castle. If you want to escape, go there. Remember to bring a light. You must bring a light! Without a light, you can't get there.]
[Be careful, don't let it find you, I'm leaving too]
"So this is a castle?" Ning Zhe looked back at the walls and ceiling of the room and thought that the style was consistent.
After writing down every word of the red writing, Ning Zhe held a kerosene lamp and a wolf-proof flashlight and struggled to open the heavy, rusty iron door on the wall.
After walking out of the door, Ning Zhe looked back and saw that the iron door was embedded in an ancient curved retaining wall. Every 1 meter or so on the wall, there was a recessed niche with an oil lamp that had run out of oil in it.
The door of the room faced another stone wall with a small lookout window. Ning Zhe went to the window and looked out. He saw that outside the stone wall of the castle was a sparse forest shrouded in thick fog. The sky was gloomy and he could not tell whether it was day or night.
"For the time being, let's follow the instructions of those handwritings and try to find out as much information as possible." Ning Zhe left the window and turned back to the door. The corridor outside the door was low on the left and high on the right, forming a spiral shape. Going left was going downstairs, and going right was going upstairs.
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 outside kept pouring in through the windows, making Ning Zhe's delicate body shiver slightly. Unfortunately, this white girl happened to be on her period today.
Ning Zhe pulled the zipper of her down jacket to the top, then bent over and tore off a section of her jeans, making the two legs longer and shorter. The white girl didn't have much physical strength, so it was a bit difficult for her to pull.
After doing all this, Ning Zhe clasped his hands together and silently prayed to the Snake God to bless him. I hope my luck will be better this way...
According to the last attempt, he was unable to call out He Nianjun in the dream to look through the almanac for him and find out whether today would be auspicious or inauspicious, so Ning Zhe opened the almanac before going to sleep this time and found out its contents.
【The 21st day of the seventh lunar month】
[Suitable for: marriage proposal, tailoring, bathing, praying, and curing illnesses]
[Avoid: coming of age, fire, planting, burial, groundbreaking, beam raising,]
From the current perspective, if he dies in a dream, Taiyi can still die for him normally. I just don’t know if he can avoid misfortune and seek good fortune in dreams and still get good luck normally?
The spiral staircase came to an end. Ning Zhe climbed to the roof and the view in front of him suddenly became clear. But the next second, the biting cold wind blew so hard that he couldn't open his eyes.
This is a cylindrical tower connected to the top and bottom by a long spiral staircase. On the top of the tower is a pointed stone pavilion supported by three legs. The carvings on the outside of the pavilion have been weathered and blurred, but the decorative patterns on the inside are still in good condition, with strong Gothic architectural features.
In the stone pavilion at the top of the tower, there was a large black pot made of cast iron, filled with ashes and some unburned wood residues. It looked like a beacon tower or something.
Ning Zhe held the stone pillar with both hands and stood up in the howling cold wind. He saw another tower at the far end of the city wall. Below the tower, an old castle made of rocks was built against the mountain, shrouded in a faint gray haze.
There are four towers like this, one big and three small. The largest one is located at the top of the bell tower in the center of the castle, and the three smaller ones are located at the three corners of the city wall. This castle is built on the mountain, and the fourth corner is replaced by a towering mountain and rock wall, so there is no tower.
"The basement mentioned in the red words should be under the bell tower, right?" Ning Zhe held the stone pillar with one hand and looked at the largest and tallest stone spire bell tower in the center of the castle. That was the destination of his trip.
I don’t know if this white girl has the physical strength to hold on.
After observing the next route, Ning Zhe left the stone pavilion and went back down to the tower, walking down the spiral staircase. The cold wind from the roof made his shoulders tremble slightly, his abdomen ached, and both legs twitched slightly in pain.
Ning Zhe took out a box of 24 painkillers from his pocket, broke off half the box, and swallowed them all.
Unlike the Kyushu continent, there is a serious problem of opioid abuse in white countries. Whether it is a hangover and a headache or girls suffering from dysmenorrhea, they will not drink brown sugar water or ginger tea. They usually take painkillers directly.
After swallowing the painkillers, Ning Zhe put the remaining half box of pills into his pocket and continued walking forward. At this time, a rustling sound suddenly came from the bottom of the spiral staircase.
(End of this chapter)