Only two light green night pearls were embedded on the left and right walls of the black door at the end of the corridor, bringing an inconspicuous vitality to the corridor. From a distance, it looked like a big snake waiting for an opportunity to hunt in the dark.
The pearl light spreads around hazy, and finally converges on the head of the ring in the center of the gate, making the bronze-cast pepper door ring beast look particularly hideous.
Da, da, da, da.
A slightly dull footstep sound came from the entrance, bounced repeatedly between the equally gloomy walls, and finally gathered into a turbid sound, awakening the sleeping Pepper Tu.
Dang chang!
The head-paid beast bit the door knocker in its mouth, shook it hard, used the echo to identify the guest's identity, and then breathed a heavy sigh of relief. The copper nails that had originally burst out of green light under it darkened one after another.
"Didn't you just come yesterday? Why are you here again today!"
It looked at the black figure gradually approaching, yawned a big yawn, and his tone was a little dissatisfied: "And it's still so late, disturbing people's sleep!"
"terribly sorry."
The uninvited guest apologized in a low voice, took off the hood that covered his head, revealing several strands of golden hair and a fair face with sharp edges. Perhaps because of the light, the shadows in his deep eyes were very deep, looking very exhausted.
"Well, you don't have to be so polite."
Jiaotupu looked at the depressed young wizard, and bit the door knocker that was thick with a finger in a little uneasy, creaking, creaking, and then coughed twice: "Also, although we are familiar with each other, you know the rules..."
The guest nodded slightly, did not answer, but skillfully took out a silver knife from his pocket, and slashed through his fingertips. The red blood beads couldn't wait to rush out of his skin, and in a moment they gathered into a ball.
He couldn't help but think of the young boy who tried to cut his finger in front of him earlier. He couldn't help but smiled with a ridiculous smile, raised his hand, and evenly applied the blood beads on the headband.
The blood beads quickly disappeared on the metal surface of the bronze door ring.
Jiaotu sighed with satisfaction.
"Yes, it's the taste of Thomas."
It recognized the identity of the guest again, and reminded kindly: "You are not wearing a mask today... In addition, the little girl in your laboratory is a little unhonest. Recently, she has been directing the little girl who was caught with her to scratch my butt, as if they can escape!"
Its tone was a bit ridiculous.
Thomas nodded seriously: "Thank you, thank you for your hard work... I'm working hard."
Pepper Tu finally creaked and bit the two door knockers. The heavy black door under her body quietly slid to both sides, revealing a curved and deep passage.
Unlike the corridor outside the door, a magic torch is inserted on the wall every few meters on both sides of the tunnel, which keeps the entire passage bright. The walls on both sides of the tunnel seem to have not been polished, and they look a little rough. The uneven stones are like scales on the snake monster's body, and even in the fire, they emit a burst of creeping chill.
Thomas stepped across the gate and walked slowly into the depths of the tunnel.
After his footsteps hit the walls on both sides of the tunnel, they were immediately swallowed by the rough stones, and the entire tunnel was immersed in a silent and mysterious aura.
Every ten steps, a tightly closed bronze door will appear on the wall, either on the left or on the right. There are no door gods, no door rings, no door holes or cat eyes on the door, and some are monotonous numbers.
one two three……
It was not until 'Number 8' that Thomas stopped.
He took out a brass key from his pocket, applied the blood stains that had not dried up on his fingertips on the key, and stabbed them into the keyhole of the bronze door.
Click.
A series of fine and crisp sounds sounded behind the door, as if countless gears were colliding, accompanied by obscure magic fluctuations, soon the bronze door slowly opened, revealing a spacious laboratory.
Unlike in the tunnel, the laboratory is brightly lit and well-equipped. The left and right shelves are filled with huge glass jars. Various deformed living organisms are soaked in light green liquid, slowly squirming. The air is filled with a faint smell of formalin, which makes the deformed and hideous appearances more and more terrifying.
Thomas passed the test bench in the center of the house, without stopping at all, and walked straight to the depths of the house.
In the corner at the end of the laboratory, there is a lattice separated by two bookshelves and several flower pots. The flower pots are planted with round leaves and thorns. The large green leaves are spread open freely, filling the small corner with a lot of vitality and instantly giving this gloomy laboratory a touch of vitality.
There was a desk in the lattice, and a slim figure sat in front of the table.
She faced the door sideways, with her legs raised, her high heels hanging on her toes, shaking with Thomas' approaching footsteps, like a hook that was constantly tightening.
When the witch stood at the door of the lattice, she turned around and showed her scarlet eyes.
"here we go again?"
The banshee tweaked the long black hair that fell from her ears, revealing a piece of white neck, her bright red lips almost the same color as her eyes, and a dangerous aura was charming: "You can't help but miss me so quickly?"
Thomas was silent for a moment.
"Jiaotu told me some faceless little movements, which you guessed were instructed." His eyes slid over the leprechaun's delicate chin, his beautiful long skirt, and finally landed on the red high heels: "If you want to leave here, you don't have to come to me again...I didn't take your Dharma book away."
His eyes fell on the Bologna bound Dharma book at the edge of the desk, and his eyes fainted slightly.
She never used such flashy Dharma books before.
Perhaps hearing the warning from the witch, a blue cobra suddenly jumped out from under the desk, hovered around the witch's calf, and finally crossed her knees, raised her head, and spit out a bright red core at the owner of the laboratory.
Thomas glanced at it lightly.
The cobra immediately took the core back from his heart, looked back at the banshee hesitantly, then looked at the witch, and finally slid back under the desk obediently.
"You know I'm not going to leave."
The banshee held her cheek and looked at the witch with her eyebrows and eyes curled, her voice a little lazy: "I'm just very interested in your laboratory... When I was in school, I vaguely heard of such an organization, but I didn't know they were so big! Oh, I forgot to ask, when did you join them? Why didn't I introduce me to it?"
This time, Thomas was silent for a longer time.
for a long time.
He spoke again.
"Since you were bitten."
His eyes were light and his voice was light, "The professor said that if his experiment succeeded, it would be possible for you to get rid of the depravity. So I joined."