The driver was obviously too enthusiastic, and took Aldo all the way to the ticket office-apparently the reason he was excited was because he had cheated another "idiot".
Tangers Castle is not a legendary "tourist attraction". In fact, if it weren't for those historians who like to point fingers, this dangerous building that occupied the place would have been demolished by the local government long ago. In this windy winter, Tangers Castle is like a vampire’s castle in a horror story. It stands there in a bleak and windy way. The ticket office is not as big as a public toilet. There are only a few people like him. There were two or three "cheat" kittens there.
A yawning guide slowly came out to greet them: "Ladies and gentlemen, please follow me closely, what is about to unfold before your eyes is an ancient castle with a long history, built by an unknown ancient nobleman... "
Aldo followed at the end of the line. He was tall and tall and had an outstanding temperament. He was really conspicuous among a group of listless tourists. A rich lady wrapped in fur and full of jewels kept turning her head and peeking at him.
"Hi sir," she finally opened her mouth uncontrollably, and raised her chin at him with a tone of tone, "Are you also interested in the history of Luther state? I don't know why, but when I saw you, I thought very familiar."
Apparently, for some reason, Aldo is very good at dealing with such shit-like rotten peach blossoms. His eyes were cold, but he said politely: "It's a great honor, I think you must have been to the temple in Sara State .”
"Oh! Yes!" She covered her mouth with a fan, the corners of her eyes covered with crow's feet curled up, and her eyes were almost shining like hungry wolves, "Did we meet there?"
"I'm a staff member there." Aldo smiled perfunctorily—he was telling the truth, since he has been in charge of standing in the garden to let visitors guess the meaning of the last words, and he has been engaged in this business for more than a thousand years Yes, rain or shine, never asked for a penny of wages, can be called a model employee.
A bat parasitic in the old castle flew out, and someone started pointing at the poor little beast and made a fuss: "Oh, look!"
The guide said half-deadly: "No, everyone, it is forbidden to take pictures in the castle, please turn off the camera!"
A little girl asked, "Mom, was that just the Count Vampire in the old castle?"
The woman felt cheated of the entrance fee, and said angrily: "No, baby, we humans on earth call it a bat!"
It was like a small episode, when the rich lady covered her heart and turned around, intending to discuss the story of vampires with this handsome man, but found that there was only an empty corridor behind her — Not to mention people, not even a ghost!
Just at this time, the voice of the commentator came faintly: "Due to the special architectural structure of the castle, every windy day, there will be a 'woo-woo' sound in the corridor. In addition, in order to maintain the original appearance, the corridor has always been lit by fire and candles. Therefore, there are always haunted legends in Tangers Castle, and some tourists even claim that they have seen unknown figures during the tour... "
The noble lady was finally frightened and cried...
Aldo quietly left the tour group and turned into a small passage. After silently counting ten steps, he put his hand on the mottled and strange wall of the old castle, and slid his index finger across the surface of the wall. , where he pointed to a dark purple light, and then a small door opened in front of him.
Aldo rubbed his two fingers lightly, and a small bean-sized flame hung two centimeters above his finger, illuminating a vaguely long and slender staircase under his feet, leading all the way to the underground of the castle. .
The sound of his footsteps echoed throughout the dark underground, as if there was a strange rhythm. Aldo didn't look at his feet when he walked, but every time he went down a flight of stairs, bloody spikes would appear on that stone step. The location of the spikes on each step was different. The steps all happened to leave only one foot.
A human skeleton fell from above, and Aldo gently picked it down the steps with his toes. After a while, there was a "plop" sound from below, and the skeleton fell straight into the water. A muffled roar came from directly below. When it was heard, Aldo looked down, and saw that under the high steps, there was a pool of unknown depth, with pairs of green eyes in it.
"It's still alive." He smiled, walked to the flat ground, reached out and touched the beast's head on the door, then quickly withdrew his hand, and almost immediately, a two-foot-high green scorpion popped out of the sculpture's head. The flames illuminated the entire open space in front of the gate, revealing the piled up corpses.
The bronze animal head sculpture opened its mouth and spit out a small bowl inside. Aldo took the bowl down carefully. It was just big enough to fit in the palm of an adult man, and then he took a handful out of his pocket. The knife quickly cut across the wrist, and the bright red warm blood slowly flowed into the bowl.
There was a restless rustling sound behind Aldo, but he still did all this slowly, without looking back once, as if this astonishingly weird castle was his backyard.
The faint green fire illuminated his face very strangely. Aldo's lips opened and closed silently, and then the blood in the bowl slowly seemed to be boiled. After boiling, the bright red color of the blood gradually deepened. Within two minutes, it quickly turned into a blackish purple. At this time, the heat from the blood completely disappeared, and a layer of hoarfrost even formed on the mouth of the bowl.
Aldo put the bowl back into the mouth of the beast, as if a ceremony had been completed, the ground shook, and the door in front of him made a shrill sound like a scream. In front of him, it was like a monster with its mouth open. Beast, Aldo pressed his fingers on the wound and walked in without hesitation.
There are scattered jewels everywhere in the dark room, large pearls are all over the floor, and one even rolled to Aldo's feet, the man kicked it aside without looking at it, and was hidden by a pearl in the corner who didn't know when. The giant lizard there swallowed it in one gulp.
The eyes of the cold-blooded animal closely followed Aldo's footsteps, and the letter was spit out and received, as if ready to pounce from behind him at any time. After he opened a scroll and walked into the small door hidden there, he slowly It lowered its huge head, and the eyes with vertical pupils seemed to show a little awe, and retracted into its darkness.
Behind the secret door is a small secret study room, but there is no smell of scrolls in it, instead it is filled with all kinds of bloody smell, the bookshelf decorated with human bones, the title page sewn with human skin and a small piece of blood-stained tapestry.
"The key..." Aldo ran his finger across the spine of a row of books, "The Key Hidden in the Crystal."
He paused, pulled the book out, and raised his eyebrows: "Huh? Is this the secret history of the Krystal family?"
"Luther State?" Carlos, who came back from the hospital, thought for a while, looked at the crystal leaves he put in a small bottle of water, and said casually, "Oh...then he probably went to the underground palace of Tangersburg .”
"Dangers?" Gal asked curiously, "Vampire Castle?"
"Vampire? I don't know what it is," Carlos said, "but the owner of the Tangosi Castle is not a human being. It is a castle built by a difu attached to a human body, and there are many people using its blood. A mutated reptile, many people mysteriously disappeared in his castle and became its food. That guy is very cunning, and it was my first mission when I was an intern. At that time, we spent a whole For half a year, people were even sent in as undercover agents."
"Undercover?" Gal locked the car, raised his head and asked, "You?"
"No, I can't enter for some reason," Carlos shrugged, "The person we sent in is Aldo."
"Why?" Gal asked with interest, "Is there anything special about him?"
Carlos paused almost imperceptibly, and then said very frankly: "No, it's not him who is special, it's me, my physique... well, it's very inconvenient, and it's always a little more restrictive than others."
"Oh." After Carlos finished speaking, he raised his head and immediately showed a surprised expression, "Hey, who is that?"
"K... John!"
Mike ran over from a distance like a small cannonball, and crashed into Carlos' arms. Carlos caught him, hugged him up, and spun around in the air: "Why are you here?" ?”
"Grandma brought me here."
"Oh, and Mrs Shotton is coming too?"
Mrs. Shoden, who had basically recovered, stood in the distance, and smiled at them with great demeanor. Gal looked at Carlos who was playing with the two children unconsciously, and suddenly had an ominous premonition. .
Mike secretly whispered to Carlos: "You know what? Uncle Gal is going to be in trouble!"
Carlos lowered his voice cooperatively and asked, "What's the matter?"
Lily whispered: "Yesterday, when grandma was discharged from the hospital, Emily happened to come to visit Grandma Tres. Grandma Tres lives in the bed next to grandma."
"Who is Emily?"
"Emily is the wife of Grandma Trace's son," Mike said. "She brought a lot of presents!"
Lily: "Grandma is jealous."
Mike: "That's why she came here to trouble Uncle Gal today!"
Carlos: "..." For the first time, he felt that he hadn't grasped the spirit.
"Isn't the work in the temple very busy recently?" After entering the room and sitting down, Mrs. Shoden said meaningfully, "I talked to Evan, and he said that you went out early in the morning-oh, yes, I heard Said that there is another gentleman living in your house?"
Carlos glanced at the kids who were holding one of his legs, and the two little ones made a movement of zipping their mouths at the same time, indicating that they didn't say anything, and the one who leaked the secret was the "big guy"— Evan hides his huge body from behind Mrs. Xiaoden, and is glared at by his young mentor, Mr. Xiaoden.
"He left Sara State for a business trip in the morning," Gal thought about the way to get out, "Listen to me, Mom, you should rest more, just as I am going to study some things with... John."
"Is it urgent?" Mrs. Xiaoden looked at Carlos sternly and asked, "So don't you have time to chat with me, an old lady?"
"Of course not..." After Carlos finished speaking, Gal stepped back.
"Oh, I get it. It seems that Little Gal disliked his old mother." Mrs. Xiaoden covered her mouth with a handkerchief, pretending to be sad, "You were so cute when you were young."
In the next half an hour, she began to babble on and on about Gal’s story of urinating his pants when he was a child, leading a group of children to dig earthworms to bully the little girl, only to be pushed and cried by the tough little girl, Talking about Gal is simply □□.
"Mom!" Gal broke out in the silence. He looked at Mrs. Xiaoden angrily. Mrs. Xiaoden smiled and was not affected at all. Gal finally pushed the tray on the table in frustration, "As you wish , is it okay?!"
"Just promise earlier!" Mrs. Xiaoden pushed Carlos, "John, what about you? Do you have any girls you like?"
Mr. Carlos Dumb Flarret did not yet realize that the catastrophe was approaching.
It wasn't until the three of them were packed into the car by Mrs. Xiaoden that they found themselves in an indoor event hall. The mascot hanging on it was holding a peach heart that blinded people's eyes, and it was written-"Eight minutes, find you the other half".