Outside the room, the village chief's wife was still busy in the kitchen, and it seemed that she would not come out for a while.
Bai Youwei glanced at the kitchen, walked down the steps lightly, followed the cramped stone stairs, and entered the basement.
The basement was not completely dark, and there were faint oil lamps on the walls, barely glowing.
She looked around and saw only debris in the basement - chairs with missing legs, dirty carpets, and some dusty books, thickly piled in the corners, and turning a page, you could see the yellowed pages. Unknown bugs crawled past quickly.
Since Bai Youwei came out of the Minotaur's labyrinth, she has been disgusting with bugs.
She withdrew her hand and glanced around again in disgust.
It's really strange, how can such a hidden basement put all this garbage? Are there secrets of werewolves hidden in those books
Don't be kidding... She can't read the text on it at all, the ghost knows which country this is the background of the story!
Bai Youwei felt irritable.
There are only eight hours in the day, and she has already wasted a lot of time. If she can't find a way to become a werewolf, wouldn't she have to wait to die at night
She paced back and forth in the basement, anxious.
The dust on the floor printed her shoe prints. She stopped and, in the weak light, saw that the shoe prints on the floor overlapped, faintly forming a "road", and this "road" extended to the foot of her feet. carpet.
Bai Youwei was stunned, then realized something, walked away quickly, and lifted the carpet at once!
Below is an active plank!
This basement turned out to be a pretense, and the real place to hide things was under the basement!
Bai Youwei was speechless in her heart.
As for? Don't you just play a game? Is it necessary to hide the clues so deeply
She grabbed the pull ring on the wooden board and pulled it hard, and a musty smell of old age came to her face! More rotten and damp than those filthy rags, worm-infested books, and moldy walls! Just like... like a grave!
It was pitch black inside, and there was no light at all.
Bai Youwei took out the flashlight from her bag and swept the bottom. The passage was too narrow, and she had a corner, so she couldn't see what was underneath.
At this point, even if there is a sea of swords and flames below, she can't help but go.
She gritted her teeth and tied her skirt to her waist, regardless of her image, holding a flashlight in one hand and holding the steps in the other, walking down step by step.
The rabbit rested on her shoulders, looking curiously at the depths of the passage...
…
The further down, the darker it gets, and the heavier the stench and rotten breath.
When she walked down the last step, in front of her was a room the same size as the basement, but without any clutter, just a huge cage.
Bai Youwei took a photo with a flashlight, and there seemed to be a person in the cage.
The word "like" was used because the thing was paralyzed on the ground, like a dirty rag, with no human appearance.
There was a table beside the wall, on which stood a few white candles as thick as an arm.
Bai Youwei lit the candle, and the room finally became bright.
The "people" in the cage finally moved.
... is actually alive.
Thinking about it too, if you die, you don't need to be locked in a cage.
But this cage...
Bai Youwei frowned, took a few steps closer, and took a closer look.
This cage is made of silver.
At this moment, the person in the cage raised his head, with half an eye exposed between his unkempt hair, staring straight at her.
It is a cone-shaped pupil.
Bai Youwei understood that there was a werewolf locked up here.
But since she was a werewolf, why didn't the village chief burn her to death? How is she different
I was wondering in my heart, but the werewolf in the cage suddenly became furious and rushed over with a roar! —