Li Ze was stunned: "Brittany? Brittany Peninsula? The one in France?"
"That's right." Chamille said, "Back then, Original Sin had a property here, which is the castle we are in now. At that time, Original Sin was still an honorary count in France!"
He felt very uncomfortable. To be precise, he felt jealous and envious of the identity of the original sinner.
What is it? Original sin! One of the big devils in the Seven Deadly Sins, just like the one in the Lion Camel Ridge in Journey to the West, maybe like Brother Golden Winged Dapeng, he also has a background as a Buddha. But I didn’t expect similar companies
A high-level CEO would actually become a job seeker in order to experience the life of a company employee. Because of his outstanding performance, he became the general manager of the company.
This is too ridiculous.
"Is it for experiencing life?" Li Ze pestered the window sill with his hand.
"It can be understood that my brother is looking for a respectable position in human society in order to hide his identity." Chamier said.
"That means we are in France now?"
"Memory fragments."
"UK?"
"Almost, but in a while, I will take you to France."
"Where?"
"Brittany."
The sky was full of thunder and lightning. It was a midsummer night. The sea wind howled, almost breaking the trees. One after another lightning struck straight from the sky and exploded the sea surface. The dark sea water bubbled like boiling and was swallowed up by huge waves.
The cliff.
Two wet lost girls, shivering with cold, entered the territory of the castle at this moment and knocked on the door of the castle.
"The two of them..." Li Ze hesitated, because one of the girls looked too much like one of the girls in the portrait, but she was much younger than that one.
"One is named Shaya, and the other is named Mary." Chamille explained.
"Queen Mary...that means it's France two hundred years ago. Is this about the first meeting between Queen Mary and Lord Original Sin?" Li Ze's face was full of doubts.
"Go down and take a look, brother. We won't interfere with anything happening in the memory fragments." Chamille suggested.
Two girls were shivering in the dark Gothic hall.
Both of them are very young, they look like little girls of sixteen or seventeen years old. Their original unique hats have completely collapsed due to the rain, their big locks of hair are dripping wet, and their brocade dresses are even more wet.
Splattered with mud, the small and expensive shoes were soaked in mud, and even the color could not be distinguished. They looked extremely embarrassed.
Servants had already brought dry towels and woolen blankets. But they huddled together near the fireplace wrapped in blankets, looking around nervously and alertly, like a group of frightened little animals.
"Please forgive me for my servant's dereliction of duty." The tall man performed the knight's salute, his tone was elegant and gentle, and he did not have the pretensions of the master at all. "Welcome two noble and beautiful ladies to your castle. I am deeply grateful to be able to serve you."
I'm honored."
The petite Mary stood up boldly and made a perfect curtsy to the man.
"Thank you for taking us in. We came here late at night and caused you trouble."
Mary raised her head and stared at the man, looking at this tall man with a beard and weird black hair.
The men around her didn't have beards. But they always wore snow-white wigs, sprayed with fragrant hair powder, wore silk and satin, and admired the canary in the cage and the pug at their feet. They were at the dance.
The women on the bed are dancing under their skirts and sipping on the wine table in the salon. They feel that they are more delicate than women.
Mary has had enough.
So on this stormy night, in this dark castle hall, facing this rough and brave man who called himself Beluseppe, little Mary felt her heart being electrocuted for the first time.
So, when Belusa left after preaching good night, and they followed the servant to the guest room, Mary and another girl whispered words such as "He must be very good" and "This is a real man".<
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Then, the servant led them to the guest room of the castle.
There are numbers from 1 to 7 marked on it, indicating that there are seven rooms here.
"Are those seven doors?" Li Ze's eyes went straight.
Chamier nodded.
"The ladies can choose any room here to rest. From Persia to India, from Egypt to France, each room is decorated in a completely different style. Hot water for bathing, brand new pajamas and skirts are all prepared.
Good ladies can use these rooms as they please." The servant bowed and left.
Mary couldn't wait to open the first door.
They followed behind, and everything was seen. Just when Li Ze was still thinking about whether Queen Mary could accept the Japanese hot springs, an Indian palace appeared directly behind the first door.
The hot and humid air is so dull that one can't breathe, but the fragrant Indian spices linger in the room. On the table are colorful and exotic cakes, and behind the white cigarettes, the dancing king Shiva can be vaguely seen with three eyes and four hands.
The statue has a beautiful face with corners of its mouth raised, revealing a seductive and bewitching smile. The curtains from the top are covered with golden bells on each curtain rope. Outside the hall, it seems that the gold ornaments on the girl's dance skirt are flapping.
The sound is like a strange and charming dream.
This is wrong!
At the second door, they entered the ancient country.
The carvings on the mahogany window lattice should be patterns created by the royal engraving masters. Two huge blue and white porcelain vases are decorated on both sides of the window. Unfortunately, the owner used the blue and white porcelain vases as flower arrangements, which was a waste of natural resources.
, there are scrolls hanging on the wall, with fresh and beautiful landscape and ink paintings on them. And the bed with a gauze curtain is covered with real silk quilts, as if it comes from a distant water town in the south of the Yangtze River, with complex and lifelike pictures of flowers embroidered on it, as if
The flowers in the entire garden are displayed on it, and you can even smell the fragrance of the flowers with your nose.
In the center, there is a large square table carved from agarwood. A pot of scented tea has just been brewed on the table. It is held in a rather expensive purple clay pot. In the teacup prepared in advance, small petals are lying leisurely.
In hot water.
This should be what’s behind the fifth door, and the second door should be Sunny Beach!
The third door. This is the palace hall of ancient Persia.
The floor is covered with gorgeous retro handmade carpets, warm red, bright blue, dazzling yellow, elegant purple, and deep black. The layers of translucent gauze curtains seem to create an intangible world.
At the other end of the dream, there is a Persian-style bed and cushions with simple patterns. Fresh fruits are dripping with water, and exquisite tobacco bottles decorate the room. Aged alcohol carries an indescribable sweet aroma.
And as drunk as a drunk, it is like a fairy tale from heaven, and like a story under the night pool.
Wrong!
The fourth door is the Turkish palace.
The fifth door is Arabia.
Behind the sixth door is Egypt.
"Why doesn't it match what I saw?" Li Ze was puzzled.
Immediately afterwards, Mary opened the last door, which was a European country house. It was a simple wooden structure with only simple wooden tables, chairs and a fireplace. A few dogs and cats were basking in the sun comfortably inside.