After searching in the living room, Lin Sheng found nothing.

He went to the study again to look for it, where there was nothing but books.

Then he went from the study to the kitchen.

I quickly found a sharp kitchen knife in the kitchen and went straight to the bedroom.

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

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

The box lid was opened and the inside was empty.

Lin Sheng slowly glanced left and right, walked to the dressing table, and he reached out to pull the drawer in front of the table.

There were a few young girl-style colorful hairbands inside, and the colors were a bit old.

Press back to the drawer, Lin Sheng glanced at other places in a blink of an eye.

Soon, near the corner of the window, a handful of things leaned against the wall, covered by curtains attracted his attention.

He strode forward, walked to the thing, and reached out to grab it.

hiss...

It's a cross sword that has been sheathed!

The silver-black sword tip rubbed against the ground with Lin Sheng's movement, making a subtle noise.

He raised the sword carefully.

The long sword is not very heavy, about four or five kilograms. The length just reaches Lin Sheng's waist to the toes.

The hilt and body of the sword form a standard cross. It looks like a longer cross.

Lin Sheng held the hilt of the sword with both hands and felt some rough cloth strips wrapped around it. The hilt and the sword body were integrated, and there was almost no gap in the craftsmanship.

At the position where the sword body is close to the handle, there is a simple vertical pupil pattern engraved, exactly the same as the one on the previous door.

He tried to swing his sword, feeling a little heavy.

"See if there are any other ones."

Lin Sheng searched in the bedroom for a while, but no one found anything except this sword.

In desperation, he left the bedroom with his sword and returned to the hall.

"Be careful this time and don't make any noise, you shouldn't cause trouble." Lin Sheng was still scared of his last death.

But this doesn't mean he dare not go out.

Anyway, it's in the dream, I won't really die.

Lin Sheng's heart was filled with a strong curiosity about the outside world. He was unwilling to go out for a walk.

Carrying the sword, he stood in front of the gate, breathed hard for a few times to calm down.

"This time, try to be as low as possible. As long as it is not discovered, there should be no problem."

He carefully stretched out his hand again and held the snake head door handle.

Kakka....

With an extremely subtle sound of the door lock turning.

The door was opened in a gap, just enough for Lin Sheng to enter and exit.

He carried the sword and moved out extremely slowly.

Flashes of cold air rushed towards him outside, making him feel cold all over, and his joints seemed to become stiff as his body temperature dropped.

"The feeling is more real... Compared to the previous dreams, the current senses do not look like dreaming at all..."

Lin Sheng felt a stern.

This strange change made him feel a little uneasy.

Walk out of the gap and stand at the door.

He looked around and did not choose to go down from the wooden steps in front.

"The sound from this step was too loud before. I should jump directly to the mud so that there would be no sound at all."

Thinking about the route, Lin Sheng slowly moved his steps and walked step by step to the right of the steps.

The wet and cold mist slowly rolled around, the dark yellow floor under your feet had ancient scratches and many small stones.

Lin Sheng was extremely careful to avoid stones when he had to move.

He tried hard to suppress his breath, and soon walked to the edge of the board and jumped down gently.

puff.

An extremely subtle trampling sound.

He stood firmly on the black mud ground.

Standing on the ground, Lin Sheng looked forward. No strange sounds came from the direction of the lane.

"Success! As long as you are careful, you won't attract that figure."

He felt a little relieved.

Standing in the fog, looking around.

Behind him was the semi-open living room door, where he had just come out.

On the left and right, there is a hazy darkness and dense forest. Only the horse-drawn lane directly in front of you can see clearly.

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

Go left.

He soon came to the yard facing the living room window.

There is a black swing in the yard, a wooden rack tied between two dead trees, made of only two thick hemp ropes.

Several decadent benches were scattered casually on the yard ground.

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

Lin Sheng wandered around and found nothing, so he continued to circumnavigate behind the house.

hiss....

Suddenly he paused and heard something floating.

Standing in the fog, Lin Sheng was on the right of the manor house and on the left was a simple courtyard.

He held the sword in both hands, stopped carefully, and stared at the front.

There is the direction where the sound comes.

Hiss...

It seems like the sound of something dragging on the ground.

Lin Sheng felt a little familiar.

He was tense all over, standing still, staring at the dark mist in front of him. It was the corner leading to the backyard.

Gradually, the sound is getting closer and closer.

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

It was a weird human figure with black pussy all over his skin.

He was carrying a black sword in one hand, with the hilt growing together with his arms. The rest of his body was like a human.

But the face was wrapped in thick gray linen, with eyes not exposed, nostrils not exposed, mouth not exposed, and only slight bleeding linen.

The human figure is half a head taller than Lin Sheng, about 1.9 meters tall.

As soon as it walked out of the fog, it immediately saw Lin Sheng.

hiss...

The human figure barely moved forward step by step and approached Lin Sheng.

His steps were very slow and weird, and the tip of the sword in his hand dragged on the ground, making a slight hissing sound.

"What kind of monster is this thing??" Lin Sheng couldn't help but take a step back.

Although he was frightened by the other party's appearance at the first time, he was more frightened than when he died once before.

Lin Sheng quickly calmed down.

Although I was still a little panicked, I could barely think about countermeasures.

He looked down and noticed that the monster's right leg was limp. Through the black trousers on his legs, he could see large pieces of flesh and blood missing.

"It doesn't look amazing." Lin Sheng tightly held the hilt of the sword, and he didn't plan to avoid it.

Let's try this guy's details first.
To be continued...