Chapter 10 The Origin of the Music Box

Seeing the candle of the oil lamp flickering a few times, Camus quickly blocked the air outlet with his hand to stabilize the oil lamp. Feeling the coldness around him, Camus cursed this "pitting" world in his heart.

"Miss Susie, what should we do if there is really an evil "sequence"? The darkness around me makes me very uncomfortable."

Susie looked at the house quietly. There was a circular corridor in the house. The corridor was red and reflected a strange light under the light. In the middle was a hall with only one exit. There were some furniture lying in a mess in the hall, covered with dust. The left side was probably the reception room. From a distance, the rotten smell of the sofa inside could be smelled. Some dark brown spots were evenly distributed on the sofa. As for the left side, it was blocked by the wall and it was unclear what was over there. At the end of the corridor was a staircase with a dusty brass handrail, leading directly to the second floor.

"Sequence?"

"Don't forget, we are also sequences"

"Only sequences can deal with sequences, this is an eternal principle", I want to see what there is, start searching from the second floor, and pull open these black curtains by the way, "Madame Red"'s taste is as bad as "The Deceiver", it's simply terrible.

Gao Ruisi was thinking about what "it" guided "seeing" to be, and he was speechless when he heard Susie's sarcasm. I didn't say anything, why did the fire burn here?

"Haha, I also think that Baron Loranditch's taste is as annoying as a three-petal mouth, which makes me very uncomfortable."

Hearing the two people's quarrels, Camus stood silently in place without saying a word. He was an ordinary person, so he just shut up. Anyway, the fire couldn't burn him. As for exploration, let's go together, it's too unsafe.

Hearing Gao Ruisi's sarcasm, Susie walked to the window and pulled open the black curtain. As the light penetrated, the few people also relaxed a little.

"Ah... the terrible shady dealings, the hateful liars, they are never as sincere to people as the light, am I right? Mr. Elf?"

Camus looked at Miss Susie in confusion, "I'm sorry Miss Susie, I was lost in thought just now, what did you say?"

Looking at Camus's confused eyes, Susie was a little amused, and pulled open another curtain, "What a bunch of hypocritical animals."

"..."

Several people walked towards the stairs, and by the way, they also pulled open the black curtains that covered the windows.

"Boom...", as several people walked, the dust under their feet banged up, and there were some fine dust in the air, and the air was a little choking for a while.

Walking to the middle of the stairs, Gao Ruisi was hit in the face by a ball of dust, and patted his hair with a dark face, "Ahem... No one will come to this place, because there are no footprints. Look at these dusts, they are exactly the same, maybe... "they" are not life."

Camus also frowned as he looked at the stairs, "How do you know "they" are not life? ”

“The guidance of the sequence will not go wrong, or it is the guidance of “it”, let’s think about what “seeing” is.

When they went upstairs, they saw plants growing in front of them. There was a big hole in the ceiling and it was a little charred. The walls of several rooms were also covered with moss. Some furniture even grew mushrooms. The wooden floor on the ground was also covered with spores. It seemed that it had been corroded almost completely. The rain that came in wet the air, making the dull air a little more fresh.

Smelling the mushroom smell in the air, looking at the second floor corroded by rain and full of various plants, several people shrugged.

“Oh... God, even if there is information, it has been corroded almost completely. I think we should go down. It’s really terrible.”

Just then Camus saw a little flash under a collapsed cabinet not far away. He walked over and pushed open the rotten cabinet.

"Pah... bang... snap" Like a chain reaction, as the cabinet fell, the wooden floor under his feet also made continuous snapping sounds. Camus also saw the objects that rolled out. It seemed that it was a "iron box" with some white paint. The white paint on it fell off, revealing the "shining" iron sheet.

"Seeing the two people coming, Camus also listened to the "groaning" of the wooden floor getting louder and louder. He looked at the two people calmly and closed his eyes.

"See you down there, rumble..."

"..."

The two looked at the ground that collapsed like a butterfly effect and ran down quickly. Although this place was not high, it was still several meters high. If you fell down, you might break your bones. As for the thoughts of these two people, one was worried about Camus, and the other was just watching the fun.

"Oh... God, what is this place, a pond? ? My only clothes were also "sacrificed heroically".

Hearing Camus' voice, the two curiously looked at Camus in the room with oil lamps.

"Hmm... vacuum? Oh... God, Mr. Moon Elf, I have to sincerely admire your "special hobby". This is my heartfelt feeling."

"Mr. Camus, you have a bad figure. Although you are handsome, I still have to give you a "bad review".

Hearing their comments, Camus walked out in wet clothes without changing his expression, and "strongly condemned" the architect who built the Lolandic Manor. The middle of the house sank so badly that the accumulated water almost became a pond, which was a serious violation of the construction responsibility.

Looking at the box in Camus's arms, Susie took it and opened it carefully.

"Ding... Ding... Ding Dong"

As the box was opened, a beautiful melody filled the ears of several people. The three people sighed with emotion at the red little man in the middle of the box.

"As expected of the "Red Lady", she is really very beautiful."

This is a woman with light golden curly hair, wearing a red dress, with a white face like milk, blue gem eyes like stars in the night sky, that proud look, special temperament, graceful dance posture, quietly spinning on one leg in the brand new glass box with the music, the glass around the box reflected her figure, like five people dancing.

"It's a miracle, isn't it? The "clockmaker" Anto Yurik who made the music box must be a favorite of God."

"This is a creation from the early Fourth Era, and it is said that it has also been praised by the "High Order", "Black King" and "Alexander I" of Sequence Four.

Anto Yurik invented the "Voice of the Silent" and "Sound Pattern". He carved the "Sound Pattern" on brass and used springs to drive gears to read and write pronunciations. Since then, the music box has also been called the "Perpetual Music Box", and he is also the "Founder" of "Sequence Three".

Just then, Camus squinted at the glass on the box, and suddenly the "sixth" red shadow appeared on the corner of the glass, in the direction of the gate, just behind him. For a moment, a chill rushed to his head, and he hurriedly looked back.

"Dong...Dong"

Seeing that there was nothing behind him, only the sound of rain hitting the door, Camus quickly pushed open the music box and looked at the two of them with a serious face.

"I saw it, there was really a red shadow, my soul was trembling, those villagers did not lie. "

Gorris grabbed Camus and said, "You said you saw it?" The thing that "it" pointed to appeared, and the clue pointed to "Madame Red". Maybe we should seriously think about the loopholes, right? You two?"