MTL - The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me-Chapter 896 Open a book of fairy tales 17

  Chapter 896 Open a Book of Fairy Tales 17

"wait!"

  The graceful voice is like the sound of nature, echoing bursts.

  Nightingale flew in mid-air and stopped in front of them, panting: "You guys, how many times have you been going around here, I almost couldn't find you."

   "It's you?" Qi An was stunned for a moment, this nightingale was the one that had been by Vicki's side all the time, and she was almost used to being scolded by it.

  Nightingale snorted coldly: "You don't know anything and dare to venture into the Black Forest. You think you are too dead."

   "Follow me next, I will take you to find the dragon's castle."

  It is noble and glamorous, and added awkwardly: "Don't get me wrong, if it wasn't for saving Vecchi, I wouldn't bother to care about you!"

  Qi'an bent his eyes, grabbed Nightingale from the air suddenly, and under the terrified expression of the other party, kissed Nightingale's face softly.

   "Nightingale, I love you so much!"

  Nightingale blushed strangely, and quickly covered herself with feathers, jumping her feet in anger.

  This, this frivolous woman!

   "How should we go?" Ryan asked humbly.

   "Follow me." Nightingale got up seriously and flew forward.

   "Close your eyes, cover your ears and walk forward, walk in a straight line, don't look back, no matter what you encounter, you must firmly believe that you are walking in a wide and beautiful forest."

  People's subconscious is difficult to control, but what they can do now is to deceive their cognition.

   Qi'an seemed to understand, but closed his eyes.

   This may be difficult for others, but for her, it is one of the few things that can be done well.

   The two figures walked forward like this, and their bodies actually went straight through the candy house!

  Nightingale led the way ahead, and never encountered a fork in the road again.

  An ancient castle appeared in front of their eyes.

   "I can't take you the rest of the way." Nightingale couldn't get in, and blessed them with a wonderful singing voice, "Be sure to take Vicky out."

   "Yes, the bread with strawberry jam at home has just been baked, and I haven't eaten it yet." Qi An said.

  Ryan and her looked at each other, and the two walked forward resolutely, pushing open the dusty wooden door.

   There was a "creak—" sound.

   Like too long, rusty sound.

   Walked in with them, and the door was completely closed!

  The two looked around vigilantly, and the hairs on their bodies stood on end.

   Surprisingly, they did not see the dragon in the huge and empty castle, nor did they find the legendary sword that could kill the dragon.

   And saw an old man.

In the castle, thick carpets are laid on the ground, and all the furnishings are antiques from the last century. They have existed for too long and are spotless. A kerosene lamp is lit every five steps, and the candle flames are dancing There was a crackling sound.

  The old man was sitting by the stove and warming the fire, with silver hair all over his head.

  She lowered her brows and eyes, her skin was loose, and the folds were full of years of weather, but she unexpectedly caught a glimpse of an indescribable gentleness and tranquility.

  Hands are knitting a sweater, threading needles, repeating the same movements countless times familiarly.

  In such an environment, such a person, no matter how warm the picture is, it will look monotonous, pale and weird.

  …

  In the palace.

   "Please keep my room safe and don't use the fourteenth key."

  Before the queen leaves tonight, give the key to Louise for safekeeping as usual.

   When Louise finished cleaning all the rooms and only the fourteenth room remained uncleaned, the queen had not returned.

  A thread in her heart was hooked out, and then pulled into a longer and longer thread.

  Louise paused, gritted her teeth and struggled, looked down at the golden key in her hand, and finally couldn't hold back her eager curiosity.

   She thought to herself, just take one look, just one look!

  As a servant who has worked in the palace for more than ten years, she certainly has the right to know the secret of the fourteenth room.

  So she walked back again and inserted the never-used golden key into the lock of the room.

   "Click."

  The subtle sound of the door opening overlapped with Louise's noisy and nervous heartbeat, as if opening the door to another world!

  She looked back to confirm that there was no one, and then walked slowly into the fourteenth door...

   Along the way, there are dim candles, shadows and shadows.

She kept walking in, with the golden key in her hand, and suddenly saw something, her pupils shrank to a point, her legs were weak, she covered her mouth in disbelief, and all voices were silenced In the throat!

   "Oh, caught another disobedient mouse."

   There was a strange voice behind him.

  The queen stepped forward gently, stroking Louise's face: "Do you think so?"

  …

  In the old castle.

   "Grandma, hello." Qi An bravely stepped forward and greeted her.

  The flames danced again and again in the fireplace, outlining the girl's soft and beautiful side face, with many eyelashes drooping like silhouettes of butterflies, and those amber eyes were clean and beautiful.

  Ryan stood by, gripping the sword vigilantly.

  The old man looked up, every movement was very slow, looking at them: "Here comes another..."

  She shook her head, sighed, and didn't stop knitting: "Let's go, let's go."

  Qi An faintly felt that the old lady in front of her looked familiar, but for a while she couldn't remember where this familiarity came from.

   They finally found this place, and it was impossible to leave.

   Qi An pursed his lower lip, squatted down actively, and looked at the old man at the same level. His long chestnut hair showed a dark brown warm tone under the candlelight, and his nose was fair. Looking at the sweater in the old man's hand, it seemed that it was knitted for boys.

   She said: "The sweater is beautiful, and my mother will knit it for me."

  The old man was silent, threading needles and threads under the firelight. As he got older, his eyes were not working well. He squinted his eyes and it took a long time to see clearly.

   "Let me help you." Qi An offered.

   "If you don't want to die, go quickly."

   "Our friend has been taken by a dragon, we must save him."

   Qi'an raised his head and saw the clock hanging on the wall of the ancient castle. The hour hand on it had already pointed to eleven o'clock, and there was not much time left for them, insisted.

   "Grandma, have you seen a dragon here? Or, have you ever seen a man in black? Looks like a doll."

   "Yeah, grandma, just help us." Ryan said.

  The old man stopped and looked at them: "Why are you disobedient?"

   Qi An still wanted to say something, but suddenly, the old man's face changed slightly, and something subtle flashed through his cloudy eyes that could see the beauty of the years, and he said hastily.

   "Calle is coming back, if it sees you, you will die!"

   "Kalai?" Qi An was stunned for a moment, "Is it a dragon?"

  The old man didn't answer her, stood up, walked around, and finally lifted the tablecloth under the table.

   "Hurry up, hide here, wait until the next morning, and run out!"

  (end of this chapter)