Chapter 11: Dice Representing "Precognition"

The rain outside was getting heavier, and the raindrops hit the roof, making crackling sounds. The sky made a dull "brewing sound". The three people sat there thinking about the loopholes. With a burst of thunder, the lightning flashed through the window. The oil lamps of several people shook. Camus used the lightning to glimpse a bright light from the corner of his eyes.

"Hmm?"

Camus hummed, picked up the music box he had discarded, tapped it with his fingers a few times, and handed it to the two people who saw the box without rust.

"This box is made of iron, and it has been corroded like that. The place where the paint on this box is still brand new, there must be a problem, and it seems that I see this box, and I feel a little weird."

Susie reached out to take the box, and wanted to "crush it", but suddenly thought of something and looked back at the room where Camus fell."

"Why did the house sink for no reason? "

"Basement"

The three said in unison, and they looked at each other and laughed.

"Camus, you have dropped something hidden. This kind of task should be handed over to Miss "Three-petal Mouth". She is better at doing this."

Susie pinched her fingers, stood up, stomped on the floor, and looked for the top of the basement.

"Pah...Pah...Boom"

Susie stopped in front of a piano and called the two over.

"Come and open the piano. There is a basement below. The "peeping" is getting stronger and stronger.

The three of them carried the old piano out. As the piano moved, an iron ring appeared under the piano, which was full of embroidery marks. The wooden floor was also eaten by insects of different sizes. Susie looked back at the two, nodded, and then cautiously opened the door of the basement.

"Wow...Quack...Quack"

As the basement door was opened, a wind mixed with the smell of decay blew out from inside, some dust also blew out, and the crows in the manor also issued their "strong declaration".

The oil lamp in his hand was also extinguished by the wind, and the room suddenly became dark. Camus quickly lit the oil lamp. As the light of the match appeared in the hall, the music box in Susie's hand popped up by itself and danced with the music. In the whole hall, except for this "beautiful music", there were only the heavy breathing of the three people and the sound of the lamp oil crackling.

The three looked at this weird scene, looked at the dark basement stairs, and walked down with the oil lamp.

"Tap... tap"

The footsteps of the three people echoed in the empty basement. With the help of the light, the three people saw the layout inside and fell silent.

The basement was very small, only about ten square meters, square, with some patterns painted on the stone walls, and rain dripping from the ceiling above. In the middle of the basement, there were two weathered corpses wearing silk clothes, one kneeling with his head down, and the other lying on the ground, with the fingers of one hand resting on the edge of the pattern on the ground, one hand supporting his head, and his two feet bent, looking like he was crawling. There was a stone table in the corner, and there seemed to be a book on it.

Susie looked at the patterns and weathered materials on the wall, and reached out to stop the two.

"Don't go over there, there's something wrong, let's go to the table and see what's written there."

Just then the music box in Susie's hand rang again.

"Ding..."

Susie put the box down in disdain, "You're really troublesome, Gao Ruisi, you have a high "soul scale", you take it, I want to see what kind of broken thing this is?"

Gao Ruisi took the box with great interest, and laughed at the jumping "Red Lady".

"Medium? Hum..."

"Hey... I roughly know what this is. We often use this thing. It's a medium, but I don't know why it is displayed so frequently?"

"Pah...Pah...Pah...Quack"

Just as the three were talking, a crow flew in from outside and stood on the stairs to comb its feathers.

Looking at this continuous weirdness, Camus' scalp was numb, and he nervously clenched the oil lamp in his hand.

Susie walked over and looked at the book on the stone table. She blew a breath gently. As the dust cleared, everyone could see that it was a brown leather book that was almost eaten by insects.

Just as Susie reached out to grab it, Gao Ruisi grabbed her hand, shook his head at her, and took out two four-sided black and white dice from his arms, with the words "yes" written on them.

"Great being, I am your true "candidate", the supreme "Sequence Four". I ask the "guidance of fate" to tell me whether this room is safe or not?"

After he finished speaking, Camus saw that the surroundings of Goris suddenly became dark, and the light seemed to be swallowed up. The whole body was shrouded in darkness and the expression could not be seen. It gradually stretched out its hand and dropped the dice.

"Gululu..." The dice gradually stopped.

"Yes"

Seeing the white "yes", Susie and Camus breathed a sigh of relief. As the ceremony was completed, the surroundings of Goris were lit up by the lights, and the whole person looked a little tired.

"Gululu"

Just as Camus was relaxing, another dice rolled up again and stopped in front of Camus. There was a big "no" on the front of the dice.

"Gululu..."

Looking at the dice split into two sides, Camus had a bad premonition in his heart, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and stood there dared not move.

Gao Ruisi panted and looked at Camus, picked up the dice on the ground and kicked it into his arms, shaking his head at Camus.

"It"'s guidance will not be wrong. You are in big trouble, Mr. Elf, but I don't know what trouble it is. Our sequence only has a part of the "precognitive power".

Hearing this, Camus felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart, and sweat stains appeared on his head. He had had enough of these weirdness. It seemed that Mr. "Deceiver" was not joking.

Susie saw Camus's uneasiness and patted Camus on the shoulder with a book.

"Hey, relax, "Mr. Vacuum" his precognition only said that you are in trouble, we are fine, which means that this "unknown power" can't affect us. Don't worry, I'm here."

Hearing this, Camus felt less uneasy and followed them closely, and was very vigilant.

"Wow..."

Susie flipped open the book, and as the book opened, a musty smell came to her nose. The book was full of green mold spots, with only some black pen marks on it. It seemed that the first few pages could not be read.

Susie flipped to the back, and after seven or eight pages, the three of them saw blurred text and intermittent articles.

"Delafu Principality, 273, April 15."

"I got the "method" I wanted from a black-robed man in a tavern, but...

"Delafu Principality 273, April 16."

"After a sleepless night, I decided to use this method to get back everything I lost, because he was too strong and had some "unreasonable abilities". I had to do this. I was very sad. Why couldn't Mary see his face clearly?

"May 3, 273rd year of Delav."

"I spent so many days and finally gathered these materials, but I don't know its effect. I expressed some doubts to the black-robed man. Is it really useful?"

"No... I have no choice. I don't know what I feel at this moment, jealous? Sad? Or happy? I began to be confused, and my heart began to ache at this moment."

"May 6, 273rd year of Delav."

After reading the "Caldecott Library", I finally knew what the black-robed man gave me. It was the text of the "Windtalkers United Nations" in the Third Age. "Windtalk", I also know what he meant. I need-

Seeing the torn page, the three looked at each other.

"What do you need? It looks like he has prepared some materials, like he's going to do a ritual?"

Susie took a deep look at the two bodies over there, "Both are men, I think one of them is our Baron Loranditch, and I probably know what the things over there are. I'll tell you after reading the diary."

"In the 273rd year of Delav, on May 24, he came with a smile that disgusted me, but I had to consider Mary's feelings and smiled, which made me more determined..."

"Haha... I put something in the food, and everyone was sleeping in the church, including My beautiful wife, I dragged the damn bastard to the basement. As long as it succeeds, Mary's illness will be cured. I don't feel guilty. This is the punishment he deserves. Everything is looking forward to beauty. "

"I tied him up. When I went back to the church, Mary woke up and asked where the damn bastard went. I lied to her. I'm sorry, my beautiful wife, you will get better. "

But I was wrong. Mary also had "unknown abilities". She knew everything and told me one thing. They teamed up to deceive me, and he also broke free from the rope and ran out.

I was stabbed in the back, and I ran back to the basement desperately. I decided to use that method. Maybe... everyone abandoned me.

Just when I was ready, he chased me down, and on his body-

Seeing the last stroke, a long scratch, several people curiously turned the remaining page.

"His soul was sucked out. I won, but I don't want to treat Mary. I just want to die alone. The world has abandoned me... I bled too much. I insisted on finishing the diary. This is the only trace I left behind--"

Susie closed the diary silently after seeing this, and nodded at the pattern not far away.

"Mr. Loranditch, you should be the one who spied on us, right? Or the soul..."