When a person is highly focused on something, they are easily startled by external distractions.
For example, someone suddenly speaking or patting them on the shoulder.
Jolian put away the greatsword and covered her heart that almost jumped out. "I just found something on the wall."
"Oh, really? Where?" Wumulian immediately looked towards the wall not far away.
But after looking for a long time, apart from seeing some mold in the corner, she found nothing else.
"What thing? Why can't I see it?"
"Roar!"
Just then, while Mulian's attention was all on the wall, little An suddenly patted her on the shoulder and shouted in her ear.
"Damn it!" The pink - haired girl looked at Jolian in disbelief, her legs still trembling. "Do you take revenge without even waiting until the next day!"
She imitated Yimansha's expression, pointed expressionlessly at the handrail of the stairs. "Actually, what I found is here."
After saying that, she glanced subtly upwards.
Something's wrong. It's very wrong...
After calming down her turbulent emotions, Wumulian looked at the stairs that little An pointed at.
But this time she didn't fully focus her attention on it, for fear that Jolian would be mean and shout again.
Little An spread her hands helplessly and also leaned over.
"Dark red or dark brown, it can be wiped off, in a splattered shape, and the area isn't large..."
Wumulian rubbed off a small spot and said to little An.
"Hmm... Let's go to the second floor and take a look first!" Jolian stood up and patted her on the shoulder.
"Oh, okay."
The two went up to the second - floor area.
Compared to the first floor, there was a lot more... the atmosphere of people living here?
But it wasn't luxurious; instead, it was very simple. There wasn't even a decent piece of furniture or decoration?
For an ancient castle, this was too strange.
After all, no one would spend a great deal of time and money building an ancient castle only to live a life worse than in a thatched cottage inside.
"Qiao, look what I've found?" Wumulian had a bit of dust on her small face and was holding an envelope in her hand.
"Hmm?"
Little An took it. The exterior design was quite exquisite.
But the wax seal on it had been damaged. It should have been opened by someone.
"Where did you find it?"
Jolian asked and reached out to wipe the dust off her face.
"Over there."
She pointed to the newspapers she had rummaged through in a mess.
Little An nodded, gave her an expression of "well - done", and then started to check the letter inside...
[I'm sorry, Leah. I didn't follow your advice and opened that door without permission...]
[I can't stay here any longer. The remaining doors can't hold it back. It will kill me!]
[Please forgive my cowardice...]
The rest of the letter had been torn off, but they still got one piece of information from these few words.
The person who wrote the letter seemed to have released something! And was in danger of losing their life!
"Now there's a question. Was this letter not sent out, or was it received by the owner of the ancient castle?"
Jolian was thinking as she walked back and forth on the second floor. If she could find the seal for the wax seal, she could prove this point.
"Xiao Qiao, what are you looking for?" Mulian looked at her in confusion.
"I'm looking for the seal. It's a very important clue!"
"Oh, then I'll help you look for it too."
After searching with their heads down for quite a while, the two of them were covered in dust but found nothing.
"Maybe we should stop looking for now and go to the third floor first!"
"Okay..."
Just like that, the two of them climbed the stairs to the third floor, but halfway up, Jolian stopped: "I think we don't need to look for the seal anymore."
She pointed at the half - piece of human bone in front: "This letter wasn't sent out..."
The two of them reached the third floor. There was only one adjective that could be used to describe it - a living hell!
Dried dark - red blood was everywhere on the ground and walls.
You could even find crushed bone fragments in the corners.
"Goodness, how many people died here..."
"Don't look. Let's go directly to the fourth floor. I think the door mentioned in the letter is there."
The answer should be right in front of them...
Jolian pulled the astonished Wumulian up the stairs to the fourth floor, but soon she noticed something was wrong!
There was dried blood on the wooden stairs that was only a few days old!
"Not good, Lian. Let's go quickly!"
She grabbed the pink - haired girl's arm and rushed downstairs in a hurry.
If she was right, the red light mentioned in the commission was caused by the people who entered the ancient castle recently.
But Jolian didn't see any signs of people leaving outside the ancient castle, which meant they were still inside!
However, neither when Lian kicked the door, nor when she herself shouted loudly just now, nor when they rummaged around the ancient castle wantonly, did they alert those people?
Now seeing new bloodstains, and the letter also mentioned "it"...
Then there was only one possibility left. The thing that killed the person who wrote the letter hadn't left the ancient castle! And the people who entered before had all been killed by it!
"What's wrong, Qiao? Our commission..." Wumulian didn't finish her words when she saw a dark shadow pouncing towards them from the fourth floor.
"Great Blazing Flame!"
A violent explosion erupted in the stairwell. Wumulian held Jolian and landed safely.
"I thought it was something! So there's a fight to be had."
Seeing that the door was blocked by the monster, little An decisively took out her greatsword: "Don't be careless. It's killed a lot of people..."
"Don't worry. Qiao, do you not know the true meaning of us Holy Heritage Magisters?"
Wumulian's whole body was covered in dark - red flames, and a pair of pitch - black claws gradually condensed on her five fingers:
"If this monster looked different, I might be a bit more careful..."
"But it has mouths all over its body..."
"And the meaning of my existence... is to tear apart all such monsters!"
After saying that, she rushed out like a big fireball.
The black monster covered with mouths roared at her.
Countless black balls poured towards Lian.
The pink - haired girl casually slapped them away and directly inserted her pitch - black claws into the monster's mouth.
"Shut the hell up!"
She yanked hard with her right hand, and the sharp claws directly slit one of the monster's mouths open.
The monster howled mournfully, and Qiao Lian stood there in a daze.
For some reason, at this moment, a thought of slashing Lian from behind actually rose in her heart?