But there is no window behind the curtain, but a stone wall.

He walked over and knocked it. It was heavy and there was no hollow feeling.

The room was not big, and there seemed to be no place for the white ghost to stay. Fang Yu checked the remains of the desk, but there was nothing noteworthy.

He and Jita couldn't help but look at each other, feeling something strange. This place looked weird, but no mechanism could be found.

The two of them looked around the room and discovered that there was something covered by a piece of cloth next to the fireplace. The thing was not small in size, as tall as a person. The curtain was as new as ever, and besides being covered with dust, there were no insect holes.

, nor decayed.

Fang Yu asked Jita to lift the lighting crystal and walked over to lift it. He heard the naturalist lady behind him coughing in a low voice. The room was filled with dust. He fanned it with his hand and raised his head to find that the curtain was actually a giant painting.

painting.

Unlike the tattered frames outside, this painting is well preserved.

Under the dim light of the crystal, the painting is of an innocent aristocratic girl. She is sitting on a chair. The time of painting should be in the afternoon, and the painting is full of warm tones.

The girl is wearing a long black dress, with her knees bent to one side and a veil, but her beautiful face can still be seen. There is a white cat lying in the girl's arms, and her long-gloved right hand is gently touching

Put it on the cat.

The painter of this painting is very skilled, as if he captured the moment when the afternoon sun passed through the house and fixed it in the picture, giving people a sense of peace and tranquility.

Fang Yu was in a trance when he saw this painting.

He always felt that he had seen this girl's face somewhere. However, the only similar aristocratic girl he knew was Sylvide, and the girl in the painting was completely different from the Ship Officer Miss. They were absolutely not similar.

It was at this time that Jita let out a light sigh.

"What's wrong?" Fang Plover turned around.

"The cat in the painting," Kitta said in a daze, "is exactly the same as Delise."

Fang Plover turned around again and realized that it was true. The cat in the girl's arms was covered in white fur, with only some black and gray patterns on its head, ears and front paws. Its collar had a thick velvet crown, and it looked majestic.

Linlin, exactly like Ms. Delise.

Fang was stunned for a moment, but the Ithurian forest cat was originally a local breed in this area, and the painting was also distorted, so it seemed not impossible that a cat similar to Delise would appear.

It must have been at least a hundred years since Elmaor Castle was abandoned. The girl in this painting was from unknown time. He couldn't think that Ms. Delis could live for hundreds of years, right?

The two of them were silent for a while, when they suddenly heard a soft 'click' sound behind them.

That voice was so obvious in the silence.

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Chapter completed!