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Chapter 14

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After rummaging through the living room, Lin Sheng did not find anything.

He went to the study, but there was nothing there except books.

Then he went to the kitchen.

He quickly found a sharp kitchen knife in the kitchen. He took it and went straight to the bedroom.

In the bedroom of the manor, there was a double bed in the middle.

Along the wall, there was a wardrobe, a dressing table, and a large wooden box.

The box was open, and it was empty.

Lin Sheng slowly looked around, and walked to the dressing table. He opened the drawer in front of the table.

There were a few young girl's colored hair ribbons, but the color was a bit old.

Pushing the drawer back, Lin Sheng scanned the other places.

Soon, in the corner near the window, something leaning against the wall, covered by a curtain, attracted his attention.

He strode forward, walked in front of the thing, and grabbed it.

Hiss …

It was an unsheathed crossguard sword!

The silver-black tip of the sword followed Lin Sheng's movements, rubbing against the ground, making a slight noise.

He carefully lifted the sword.

The sword was not heavy, about four to five pounds. The length was from Lin Sheng's waist to his toes.

The hilt and the blade formed a standard cross. It looked like an elongated cross.

Lin Sheng held the hilt with both hands, and felt some coarse cloth wrapped around it. The hilt and blade were one, and there were almost no gaps in the craftsmanship.

On the blade near the handle, there was a simple vertical pupil pattern. It was the same as the one on the front door.

He tried to swing the sword, but it was a bit heavy.

"Let's see if there's anything else."

Lin Sheng rummaged around the bedroom for a while, but he did not find anything except the sword.

Helpless, he left the bedroom with the sword. Back in the living room.

"I'll be careful this time. I won't make any noise, and I won't get into trouble." Lin Sheng still had lingering fears about his last death.

But this did not mean he did not dare to go out.

After all, it was a dream, and he would not really die.

Lin Sheng's heart was filled with curiosity about the outside world. He would not be satisfied if he did not go out.

Holding his sword, he stood in front of the gate and took a few deep breaths to calm himself down.

"This time, try to be as quiet as possible. As long as we don't get discovered, there shouldn't be a problem. "

He carefully reached out his hand again and grabbed the snake-headed door handle.

Crack crack …

There was an extremely subtle sound of the door lock turning.

The door was slightly opened, just enough for Lin Sheng to enter and exit.

With his sword in hand, he slowly moved forward.

Gusts of cold air blew in from outside. The wind chilled him all over, and his joints seemed to stiffen as his body temperature dropped.

"This feels even more real … Compared to the previous dream, this doesn't feel like a dream at all …"

Lin Sheng felt a chill in his heart.

This strange change made him feel somewhat uneasy.

He walked out from the gap and stood at the door.

He looked left and right but did not choose to go down the wooden steps in front of him.

"It was this staircase that made such a loud noise. I should have jumped directly onto the muddy ground so that there wouldn't be any sound. "

After thinking about the route, Lin Sheng slowly moved his feet and walked step by step to the right of the staircase.

The cold and damp mist slowly rolled around him. The dark yellow floorboard under his feet had many ancient scratches and many small pebbles.

Lin Sheng had to be extremely careful when he moved to avoid the pebbles.

He tried to suppress his breathing, quickly walked to the edge of the wooden board and jumped down lightly.

Puff.

There was an extremely subtle sound of footsteps.

He stood firmly on the black muddy ground.

Standing on the ground, Lin Sheng looked forward. There were no more strange sounds coming from the direction of the driveway.

"I did it! As long as I am careful, I won't attract that figure. "

He heaved a sigh of relief.

Standing in the mist, he looked around.

Behind him was the half-open door of the living room, which was the place he had just come out from.

To his left and right, it was all hazy darkness and dense forest. The only thing he could see was the driveway in front of him.

Lin Sheng took a deep breath and slowly began to walk around the manor.

To the left.

He quickly came to the courtyard that the living room window faced.

There was a black swing in the courtyard. It was a wooden frame tied between two dead trees, made with only two thick hemp ropes.

A few rotten benches were scattered randomly on the ground of the courtyard.

There was a small withered garden in the corner of the wall.

Lin Sheng wandered around, did not find anything, and continued to walk around the back of the house.

Hiss …

Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks. He heard a sound.

Standing in the mist, to Lin Sheng's right was the manor house, and to his left was the simple courtyard.

He held the sword with both hands and carefully stopped in his tracks, staring straight ahead.

That was where the sound came from.

Hiss …

It seemed to be the sound of something being dragged on the ground.

Lin Sheng found it familiar.

He tensed up and stood still, staring at the black mist in front of him. That was the corner that led to the backyard.

Gradually, the sound was getting closer and closer.

The owner of the sound slowly appeared in front of Lin Sheng.

It was a strange humanoid figure covered in black pustules.

It held a long black sword in one hand, and the hilt of the sword was connected to its arm. The rest of its body was the same as a human.

But its face was covered by a thick gray hemp cloth. Its eyes, nostrils, and mouth could not be seen. Only the hemp cloth that was slightly bleeding could be seen.

The humanoid figure was half a head taller than Lin Sheng, about 1.9 meters.

It had just walked out of the mist when it saw Lin Sheng.

Hiss …

The humanoid figure struggled to move forward step by step, approaching Lin Sheng.

Its steps were slow and strange. The tip of the sword in its hand dragged on the ground, making a faint hiss.

'This thing … what kind of monster is it!?' Lin Sheng could not help but take a step back.

Although he was shocked by the appearance of the monster, it was still more terrifying than when he had died once.

Lin Sheng quickly calmed down.

Although he was still panicking, he could barely think of a countermeasure.

He looked down and noticed that the monster's right leg was lame. Through the black trousers, large chunks of flesh could be seen missing from his legs.

'Doesn't look that powerful.' Lin Sheng gripped the hilt of his sword tightly. He did not intend to dodge.

He would first test this thing's strength.

He was very close to the door. He could turn around and run back to the door at any time.

Since he had a way out, he planned to try and make contact with this second living creature.

"Hey. Can you understand me? "Lin Sheng lowered his voice and asked in Celine.

The monster did not respond. It continued to move forward step by step.

"Are you a resident of this place? I mean you no harm. Can you tell me what this place is? "Lin Sheng tried to communicate with it.

Hiss …

The monster did not respond. It continued to move forward step by step.

Lin Sheng felt that something was wrong. He had to slowly retreat.

When the two were less than three meters apart.

The monster suddenly pounced forward. It raised the sword in its hand and stabbed forward.

Hiss!

The dark tip of the sword hit the cross blade in Lin Sheng's hand.

Clang!

The ear-piercing sound of the collision reverberated in the night.

Lin Sheng staggered and almost fell.

His expression changed. He turned around and ran, dragging his sword. He jumped up the wooden steps and rushed into the living room.

Bang!

He slammed the door and let go of the latch.

Hiss …

Suddenly, a small noise came from behind him.

Lin Sheng froze.

He slowly turned around.

In the middle of the hall, a rotten swordsman with the same head wrapped in linen was moving towards him with difficulty.

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