Wushuang said: "Pick all the oil paintings in the corridor on the second floor for me and burn them. I didn't like these men and women in the paintings. The more I looked at them, the more dizzy I became. If I burned, I would make me quiet... Updated so quickly."

The three of them took off all the more than ten oil paintings in the corridor. The frame of the oil painting is quite large, and it is pure wood, so I think it should be easy to burn.

Back on the first floor, the three of them dismantled all the oil frames, then lit the picture quality with a lighter and threw it into the fireplace. The room finally felt warm, and hope gradually rose in the hearts of the three of them.

They had been running wildly in the ice field for several hours, and were already exhausted. At this moment, there was heat in the house, so they leaned together lazily and took out dry food and water to fill their hunger.

The fire in the fireplace was crackling, and a faint fishy smell rose from the fire. This did not hide from the unparalleled sensitive sense of smell. It was just that he was too tired and had no intention of paying attention to these things. The three of them leaned against each other and enjoyed the hard-earned peace.

"Heizi, are you hungry? There is still food here, come quickly." The swishing call was Heizi, but he still didn't see Heizi after calling for a long time.

"Heizi? Where have you been?" The soo climbed up from the carpet. It was so abnormal. Although Heizi is a beast, it is not an ordinary cat who loves to play. He has followed his owner since he was a child and has always been inseparable. Not to mention that the soo shouts it, even the soo can understand the meaning of the soo just whistle. It is absolutely impossible to leave the owner and go out to play by yourself.

"Meow...meow..." A cat moan came from under the floor of the first floor of the castle. Is there a basement here? How could Kuroko run to the basement by himself?

"Shuangye, there is something in the basement." Na Xiu was convinced.

"Let's go and have a look." Although Wushuang was too lazy to move, Kuroko would never run away for no reason. It must be because something hidden in the basement caused its idea.

Wushuang stood up from the carpet and looked up at the ancient oil painting hanging on the wall with the corner of her eyes.

"Ah?" Wushuang shouted.

"My master, what's wrong?"

Wushuang walked over step by step, touched the oil painting with his hands, and looked at Lan Caidian and Suxi in surprise. The two of them also understood that after they had just gone up the second floor, the baron in the oil painting was gone. The oil painting is now just a piece of white painting paper, with nothing on it, as if no one had ever written it.

"This..." Caidie's red silk door has always liked to play these tricks to mess with people, but even she couldn't tell what was passive about the oil painting. Either the baron in the oil painting had a problem, or there were other people in this ancient castle besides them.

"Go to find Heizi first, and let's leave this ghost place quickly after you come back!" Wushuang also muttered in his heart. It was not that he was timid, but that this was not his hometown. He did not understand the culture of Westerners and could not use the skills of the thousand-mechanical and thief to see what was in this ancient castle, so he had no idea.

A staircase was exposed behind the wall of the fireplace, and the staircase led directly to the basement. The bottom was extremely dark, and the cry of Heizi came from below.

"Heizi? Heizi?" the whistle called.

Heizi still didn't come back, and he still meowed constantly, screaming very quickly, as if calling them to come down to see what's going on.

Wushuang opened the wolf's eyes and illuminated the creaking stairs, and the three of them took a step forward. At the end of the stairs was an iron door, which was covered with iron doors, and Heizi crawled into this "door" crack.

Wushuang pushed open the door and threw a fluorescent stick in. The fluorescent stick shone with a faint light, illuminating the scene in the narrow basement. The scene in front of him made the three of them take a breath of cold air. If Wushuang had not suppressed the fear in his heart and kept calm, he would have sat down to the ground. Even though he was a descendant of the thief of the door, even if he had experienced countless dangers, he would not be as good as the shocking fear in front of him now.

In the dark basement, countless coffins are parked. The styles of the coffins are all ancient medieval Eastern European styles, with trapezoidal coffins nailed to the middle.

Heizi sat on a coffin and kept scratching the coffin board with his claws, making noises.

"Does your Heizi have a quirk? The last time he was under the ice cave, it also had this reaction. As a result, we found the body of the beauty. This time, we've got so many big coffins for us all at once." Wushuang guessed that Heizi wanted them to open the coffin again.

"Heizi, don't make a fuss and come back soon." The whistle called it, but Heizi was a little abnormal tonight. He didn't listen to his master at all, and kept scratching the coffin board with his little claws.

He had no choice but to go through these coffins to the wall. Each of these countless coffins contained a dead person. No one wanted to open the coffin in this strange castle in the middle of the night to see the corpses inside.

"Well, this is not your black spell!" Suddenly, Wushuang said this. Hushuang was stunned and looked at the black cat squatting on the coffin board in surprise. He looked back at Wushuang, yes, this is a black spell. I'm afraid there is no second cat like Heizi in the world. It has black hair all over, sharp claws, its eyes and pink nose are triangular in shape, and its tail is slender and long like a long whip.

"My master, isn't this Heizi? Could it be another cat?" Lan Caidie and Heizi had fought with him countless times, so he naturally recognized it.

Wushuang pointed to the black cat squatting on the coffin lid and said, "Look at its eyes!"

Wushuang said it was okay. After saying this, the two of them also thought that this black cat was exactly the same as Heizi on the surface, but it was definitely not Heizi because there was a bright look in its eyes. Heizi was a blind cat, and the blind cat's pupils were pitch black without any light. This cat could see it!

"Meow...meow..." The black cat was still screaming. After Jing Wushuang said this, even its screams were not very similar to Heizi. Heizi is the moon-shaded black-eyed beast. The sound of the spirit beast is as powerful as a tiger down the mountain, but it is soft and slightly strange.

Wushuang clearly saw an unaware smile on the corner of its mouth, and the smile was exactly the same as the owner of the castle in the oil painting.

The strange black cat brought him a sense of uneasiness as he retreated.

But he wanted to retreat to the stairs, but the black cat jumped down from the coffin and walked towards the squid step by step. He walked and swayed, like a squid woman, and he was raising his slender tail high and shaking it, and his eyes were filled with cold air. This was not the squid blacksword. Heizi never reacted like this, because it was a male cat, and his every move was domineering.
Chapter completed!