After searching in the living room, Lin Sheng didn't find anything.
He went to the study again, but there was nothing there except books.
Then he went from the study to the kitchen.
He quickly found a pointed kitchen knife in the kitchen, and he carried it straight to the bedroom.
In the bedroom of the manor, there is a double wooden bed in the middle.
Along the wall, there is a wardrobe, a dressing table, and a large wooden box.
The lid of the box was open, and the inside was empty.
Lin Sheng scanned left and right slowly, walked to the dressing table, and stretched out his hand to open the drawer in front of the table.
There are a few colored headbands in the style of young girls, and the color is a bit old.
Pressing the drawer back, Lin Sheng glanced at other places in a blink of an eye.
Soon, near the corner of the window, something leaning against the wall and covered by curtains caught his attention.
He strode forward, walked up to the thing, and reached out to grab it.
hiss
It's an unsheathed crossed sword
Following Lin Sheng's movements, the silver-black sword tip rubbed against the ground, making a slight noise.
He raised the sword carefully.
The long sword is not heavy, about four to five catties. The length was just right from Lin Sheng's waist to his toes.
The hilt and blade form a standard cross. It looks like an elongated cross.
Lin Sheng held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and felt some rough cloth strips wrapped around it. The hilt and the sword body are integrated, and there are almost no gaps in the craftsmanship.
A simple vertical pupil pattern is engraved on the blade near the handle. Exactly the same as the one on the door before.
He tried to swing the sword, feeling a little heavy.
"See if there's anything else."
Lin Sheng rummaged in the bedroom for a while, but he couldn't find anything other than the sword.
In desperation, he left the bedroom with his sword in hand. Go back to the lobby.
"Be careful this time, if you don't make any noise, you shouldn't cause trouble." Lin Sheng still had lingering fears about his last death.
But that doesn't mean he's afraid to go out.
Anyway, it's a dream, so I won't really die.
Lin Sheng's heart was full of deep curiosity about the outside world. He was unwilling to go out for a stroll.
Holding the sword, he stood in front of the gate and tried to breathe a few times to calm down.
"This time, try to be as quiet as possible. As long as you don't get caught, it should be fine."
He cautiously stretched out his hand again and grabbed the doorknob of the snake head.
Ka Ka
There was a very slight sound of the door lock turning.
The door was opened with a gap, just enough for Lin Sheng to enter and exit.
Holding the sword, he moved out extremely slowly.
There was a burst of cold air outside. The blow made him feel cold all over, and the joints on his body seemed to become stiff as the body temperature dropped.
"The feeling is more real. Compared with the previous dream, the current sense is not like a dream at all."
Lin Sheng's heart trembled.
This strange change made him a little uneasy.
Come out through the gap and stand at the door.
He looked around, but did not choose to go down the wooden steps in front.
"It was the step that was making too much noise. I should have just jumped on the dirt so it didn't make any noise."
After thinking about the route, Lin Sheng moved slowly, step by step to the right of the steps.
The wet and cold mist slowly rolled around, and the dark yellow floor under the feet had old scratches and many small pebbles.
Lin Sheng had to be extremely careful to avoid stones when moving.
He struggled to hold back his breath, quickly walked to the edge of the plank, and jumped down slightly.
puff.
There was a very faint trampling sound.
He stood firmly on the black mud.
Standing on the ground, Lin Sheng looked forward. There were no more strange noises coming from that lane.
"If you succeed, just be careful, you won't