Rolls-Royce parked on the south bank of the Thames.
You can see the history museum on the other side from the pier.
Winston was a little nervous——
——Because along the way, he was chatting nonsense with Robert Downing, and suddenly realized that all the awesomeness he had boasted about in his life seemed so pale and insignificant.
The two came to the Third Pier and went to the Imperial Military Museum.
They talked about work without saying a word.
"Master, you have always told me that in the Imperial Military Museum,
There is a spiral staircase leading underground."
"right."
"This story is so bizarre that I can hardly believe it."
“What we see is what we believe.”
"I both look forward to it and regret it..."
"What do you regret, Winston?"
"I regret that I have lived for such a long time before meeting you, young master."
The two followed the queue of passengers and stepped onto the deck of the Belfast battleship - this ship is the Imperial War Museum.
Tang Ning and the station staff showed their Braille security cards, and armed employees came to greet them. They took the two distinguished guests into the cabin and found the trap door and iron wall tunnel.
The armed employees took them to the corridor, and the passengers had to walk the rest of the way by themselves.
Winston felt very magical,
He is like Alice falling into the rabbit hole, and the adventures and adventures she has dreamed of are about to begin.
Judging from the shape of the observation windows on both sides of the corridor, it looks like it is made up of many submarine lounges. At the beginning, the trend is steep and rapid. The sound of footsteps changes from crisp to dull, which means that you have stepped on a stable river bed.
.
Walking forward for more than 800 meters, this seemingly endless steel corridor turns into a translucent dark green glass cover.
Winston looked straight at it. It was the metropolis under the Tower of London.
The Thames River is connected to the underground reservoir. Following this tunnel, it turns into a large waterfall with a height difference of nearly a kilometer, falling into the water circulation inland of the underground city.
At the end of the waterfall is the baptismal pool at Sky Dome Station——
——The first place each passenger arrives at when walking out of the corridor.
It was a huge pond that was diluted with White Lady products at a concentration of about 3% into about 40 tons of anti-virus water. Its height was just right enough to flood the guests' knees.
Its decoration is luxurious,
Far beyond all Winston's imagination of luxury and wealth,
When passing through this inevitable road,
Winston lowered his head to look at the decorations in the pool, which were twenty-four silver statues of cats, with clear water spewing from these beastly kisses.
Tangning grabbed Uncle Winston's arm and the two of them waded forward, one foot deep and one foot shallow.
"This is the station's anti-virus program. If any vampire dares to step into this sacred place, they will be turned into a puddle of flesh in the baptismal font."
Winston immediately started thinking and using his wonderful imagination.
"Can't vampires fly?"
Tang Ning immediately pointed to the rock walls surrounding the road to the baptismal font, where the red monitor light source lit up in the relief mural of the giant image, and told the steward.
"It's useless if you can fly. Why don't you try jumping?"
Winston stepped out of the baptismal font and bounced a few times on the marble tiles——
——The thermometer gun stretched out from the giant's mouth and "tipped" the naughty guest.
"If your body temperature is lower than 20 degrees Celsius." Tangning smiled meaningfully: "The thermometer guns in the mouths of these reliefs will be replaced by Phalanx - do you know what Phalanx is?"
"Many decommissioned ship equipment were finally sent here to continue to protect the British Empire." Tangning said as she continued to lead the way.
Passing through the auxiliary hall of the baptismal font, there is a huge tower next to it.
It almost runs through the entire Sky Station, like the Tower of Babel in Babylon.
As a tour guide, Tangning talked to Winston about the historical origins of this place.
"Above us is the Tower of London. Walking down the tower,
Can reach the area under the jurisdiction of Tianqiong Station,
Its name is [Rain City], or the City of Tears."
Winston walked all the way down the stairs and looked at the scenery outside the tower window.
It is a continuous wilderness plain, and you can see extremely distant scenery from an altitude of more than a thousand meters.
The sound of a train came from the deep underground, the rails roared, and the whistle sounded distant.
"The name of this tower is [Arthur] - it is four hundred meters high." Tangning gestured to describe: "It's about a hundred floors, and we need to use our legs to walk it step by step..."
Winston was ashamed: "The manager of this property has never thought of adding an elevator?"
Tangning showed a strange expression: "Maybe it's a weird sense of ritual. There is a one-way elevator in Arthur Tower."
Before he finished speaking——
——A golden birdcage quickly rose in the center of the giant tower.
It comes and goes as quickly as it comes, and the passengers are like riding a roller coaster, being pulled by a huge force from the bottom of the tower, almost straight into the sky at a speed of 60 kilometers per hour.
Winston leaned on the spiral staircase railing in the tower and looked up. This one-way elevator consisted of two steel cables and a simple pulley device. One end was connected to a strange golden skull, and the other end was the birdcage elevator.
Whenever a guest enters the elevator from the bottom of the tower, the golden skull will fall from the height, and natural gravity will pull the golden birdcage to the surface.
From the deep pit of the tower came the long ringing of an ancient bell, as if the bell was emitted when the shining golden skull collided with the iron urn.
Tangning explained: "BOSS calls this ceremony the Christmas gift."
Winston was puzzled: "What does it mean?"
Tangning went on to explain: "Passengers walked out of the Merlin Elevator, left the Sky Dome Station, returned to the earth from hell, and went from earth to heaven. Returning to the Belfast from Rain City - the bell means that Christmas Eve is about to pass and dawn is coming.
.”
Winston: "Why use skulls to ring bells?"
Tang Ning was thinking and recalling that he, a stupid young man, hadn't read much about the station's history after coming out of the big library, so he could only piece together a relatively vague answer.
"It may be an allusion from Celtic mythology. The heroic spirits of the warriors will return to the sky and use the enemy's skull as a wine glass. The wine glass falls, the bell rings, and the bird flies up to the sky with the cage, and finally breaks through the cage and returns.
To my hometown.”
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Winston showed expectant eyes: "It's really interesting..."
Tangning began to mutter and looked at the endless stairs: "But I say, this road is really difficult to walk. For an overweight fat brother, his knees will definitely hurt for a whole day if he goes down a hundred floors in a row.
sky."
When the master and servant reached the area of Tears City, they stopped going down.
Further down is the jurisdiction of the station. Winston has no inspiration, no spiritual vision, and cannot clearly see the inverted pentagram mark on the ticket, so he can only move around in the City of Tears.
Tangning and Winston boarded the bus——
——In the car, Winston can see many strange people.
Like the young master, most of these people were wearing long beige clothes. They spoke few words but made many small movements.
For example, write and draw in a diary, and turn on your mobile phone to send and receive messages.
The jewelry they wear looks expensive and exquisite, and their perfumes, shirts, shoes, socks, scarves and baggage are all high-end goods.
Tangning and Winston said, "Uncle Spencer, I want to ask you to do something."
Winston then replied: "I have defeated the danger. I have been waiting for this opportunity for more than twenty years."
So next, Tangning told Winston his story exactly as it was.
Including Martha, the vampire ex-girlfriend.
Including why you should buy a house in the suburbs of London.
Including how the Rolls-Royce car was purchased.
Including the origin of the money and the true identity of the BOSS.
By the time Winston heard it, he could probably understand how strong the hatred in this boy's heart was.
He thought about what if he found the lover of his dreams.
After staying together for several years, they realized that the lover they shared the same bed with should have been sent to a museum as a cultural relic long ago. In the end, he died in front of him because of this sad and hateful curse. I am afraid that no one can accept it.
Wait until Tangning explains the rules of the underground world clearly to Winston.
The bus has stopped near a cemetery in Shakespeare City.
Tangning explained: "I'm going to do something, I don't need you to come with me."
Winston nodded: "Going to find the vampire minions who stole the corpse?"
Tangning nodded accordingly.
Winston asked: "Why do you want me to stay in the cemetery?"
Tangning: "Standing guard for me is a very simple job - you don't need to put yourself at risk. If there are other suspicious people or suspicious movements, you should blow the whistle immediately. If these suspicious things are sensitive to the whistle, you can blow the whistle immediately."
Ring the bell.”
He handed the summons bell and whistle into Winston's hand, and said, "Ring the bell first, and then call me."
When Winston received the summons bell, he suddenly felt a heavy responsibility weighing on his heart.
"Okay, Master, I hope you can spend a Christmas Eve."
The old uncle stood next to the large iron fence of the cemetery, looking at the deep and dark mass graves and the tall petrified forest two kilometers away. He finally returned to reality and suddenly woke up from the state of excitement.
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The bus slowly left, puffing out exhaust fumes.
The young master didn't look back, holding the shotgun and silver stake, and ran headlong into the endless night.
Winston was alone, following the road outside the cemetery, listening to the cold whistle coming from the underground cavity, and found a shelter from the wind. It seemed that a guard was on duty here a long time ago, but now it has become abandoned.
Isolated building, dilapidated board house with nothing in it.
Winston squatted in front of the door, looking around, always alert.
Suddenly I received a text message from the young master.
[Uncle Spencer, after thinking about it for a long time, I still feel that I should make things clear to you.]
[I'm sorry for getting you involved in this. When I stepped into this dark cemetery, I began to be afraid again, and my slow brain remembered that I had left you alone in this underground place.
What a horrible thing the world is.]
[No matter what happens, you can catch another bus back to Arthur's Tower, sit in the birdcage and return to Belfast. I won't blame you. If I don't come back, everything in the house will be yours.
, my car is also yours.]
[You are a good person, thank you.]
[If you insist on standing guard for me, please be careful. These vampire monsters are good at camouflage. Body temperature and allergic reactions to silverware can make them reveal their true colors.]
[Shakespeare Cemetery is the largest public cemetery in the City of Tears. It has an almost six-kilometer main cemetery area. The poisonous miasma and thick fog in the corpse dump can make people hallucinate. It is common to get lost in the cemetery. There are many
Hunters take their prey to Tianqiong Station for value evaluation, and the corpses of unsellable beasts are randomly discarded here. They may not be completely dead, or they may come back to life by eating the corpses.]
[There are many scavengers who come here to try their luck at finding treasures. Don’t talk to strangers. You look very scary. I believe you can protect yourself.]
[In short, Uncle Spencer, no matter what happens, don't take the initiative to enter this cemetery.]
After reading the news, Winston felt that the young master looked like a sentimental lady.
He said viciously: "Little brat! How dare you look down on me?"
...
...
Four hours later, in the lonely land of eternal night, this quiet and strange tomb area welcomed its first guest.
Winston yawned and let the guest go - he simply glanced at the guest's clothes and demeanor. Judging from his sharp eyesight, this was not a target that the young master needed to be wary of, but more like he was here to have fun.
of tourists.
Half an hour later, a suspicious-looking bald man got off the bus.
Winston finally cheered up, turned on the recording function, and described the bald man's appearance and clothing details in detail.
"Master, it is now 9:11 in the evening. I saw a sneaky bald man carrying a fishing bag enter the cemetery. He is about thirty years old. He is not afraid of the cold and likes to drink. His watch and ring have scratches.
The unnatural upward arch of his right eyebrow is a muscle reflex characteristic left by his often aggressive facial expression."
This chapter is not over yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "His right leg is a little longer than his left leg. This obvious feature of long and short legs is rare. The things in the fishing bag are very heavy, including nylon ropes."
It's almost broken, I'm not sure if it's a digging tool or a corpse."
"He has no hair, no eyebrows, and no beard on his face. This is the characteristic of a professional killer. There will be no hair left at the crime scene - his fingertips have the sheen of nail polish. Killers usually use this method to remove hair."
fingerprint."
"He left his fishing bag and was about to leave. Do I need to ring the bell?"
"If you're busy...you don't have to reply right away."
Recording the audio, Winston did not hit the send button——
——Because the bald man has already looked over.
The bald man heard clearly what Winston had just said.
The bald man just showed a very scary smile and shouted to Winston from a distance: "Old man! What are you talking about here?"
Winston responded immediately: "Little thing! I said you look like a killer! I want my young master to be more careful!"
The bald man took out a wide-brimmed hat from his coat, covered his face, and his tone became soothing. He took out a cigarette case from his clothes and threw a cigarette with Winston: "This young master you are talking about? He is here
Hunting in the cemetery? Are you on guard for him?"
Winston caught the cigarette rod, looked at the trademark, lit the fire in disgust, and said with a familiar look: "That's right!"
From under the wide-brimmed hat, you can see the big white teeth of the bald man, with a bright smile: "Sounds good! If you meet someone like me again, be more careful and don't read out everything in your heart - I will not be with you.
If you care about these things, you are afraid that some people will be poked into their weaknesses by your criticism and will come to trouble you."
"Hey! Thank you for your concern!" Winston asked, "What do you call me?"
The bald man didn't move, just stood there waiting for the bus: "Barry, Spanish, thirty-one years old."
Winston did not move: "I am forty-six years old, Winston Spencer, English."
There was a distance of about ten meters between the two of them, one was inside the house and the other was outside.
"Relax, I'm here to dump the body. I don't want to step into this cemetery. If you can do this for me, I'm willing to give you a sum of money." Barry talked about the friendship of a cigarette and wanted to ask Winston to do it.
Something.
"Ah..." Winston was speechless for a moment and decided to immediately end this cigarette friendship, "I promised the young master that I would never step into a cemetery."
Barry's face was full of regret: "It's a pity... If the Lazuli Guards find this fishing bag, I will have to pay a large fine."
Winston asked curiously: "What is it?"
Barry: "It's a monster."
Winston: "What kind of monster is it exactly?"
Barry shrugged helplessly: "I don't know. I haven't read for a few years, and I have to kill monsters I don't recognize."
Winston: "You just leave it here? Leave it alone?"
Barry was a little embarrassed. He turned around and took a photo, preparing to reason with the green gold guard: "Yes...if it weren't for the concentration of spiritual disasters in several other cemeteries that recently exceeded safety standards, I wouldn't come here to dump corpses——
I’m not familiar with this place. It’s my first time here. After dumping the body, I’m going to take the bus back to pay the fine.”
Winston laughed: "It's my first time here too."
Just at this time--
——The fishing bag trembled for a moment.
Winston's eyes were sharp and he immediately exclaimed.
"Barry! The bag behind you moved!"
Before he finished speaking, the bald man just glanced back, pulled out a gun from his coat, and fired several shots into the body bag.
The sharp and piercing sound of gunfire spread far and wide.
It was a lever smoothbore shotgun that looked a lot like the M1887.
Winston couldn't see Barry's expression clearly. Under his wide-brimmed hat, he could only see the cold sweat on the strong man's chin under the cold street light.
Barry asked: "Winston, are you sure it just moved?"
Winston replied persistently: "I'm sure it moved just now."
Barry then asked: "Do you think it will still move?"
Winston looked at the fishing bag, and through the ragged bullet holes, he could see white pieces of flesh and blackened wounds.
"it..."
At this moment——
——The fishing bag suddenly expanded. What was originally a strip like a human body suddenly swelled into a round sphere.
Winston felt a splitting headache, as if there were sharp and vicious thoughts piercing the grooves of his brain like steel needles.
At that moment, Barry's eyes were blank, and a fat, twisted spherical monster emerged from the scattered pieces of fishing bag cloth.
It is a grotesque fish that resembles a pufferfish. Its back has sharp spines that are as long as two feet long. Its flexible belly has bullet marks, and the sticky oil colloid blocks almost all bullets outside the body. There are no bullets at all.
Injury to the internal organs.
Its gills spit out moist water vapor, its fish-shaped head swayed slightly, and its two blood-red fish eyes rotated flexibly, finally locking on to the target.
It was full of fangs and smiled strangely at the sky, as if it had finally found an opportunity, a chance for the hunter to be alone - to turn over and feast on the salted fish.
Its skin still bears the red spots of Vita's mark, and its two twisted and deformed thighs support its bloated body.
From the soft flesh of the puffer fish's neck, a sinister face that looked like a skeleton suddenly protruded, whispering sinisterly: "Kill, eat, absorb..."
For a while, Barry almost forgot to resist. He was indulged in this weird and huge fear. He smelled the strong smell of rotten mold and lost consciousness in the huge sound. The super close contact with the blood-giving monster made him lose everything.
His rationality and brain nerves were frozen, and he fell into the door of death in an instant.
The two flexible arms with sharp fins wanted to chop Barry's head into pieces, and they wanted to grab Barry's skull and make a crunching sound——
——At this moment.
The sharp and harsh metal notes overshadowed the weird smile of this fat fish.
From its fat belly, a tall figure emerged.
The shining silver sword cut it open almost from tail to head.
No part of Barry's body was clean anymore, and he became a bloody man.
Winston could see clearly and think clearly.
A tall man in a black coat flashed past the cemetery just now. Almost his whole body crashed into the monster's body, and he broke out in an instant.
The wolf-shaped mask was stained with smelly blood and fish oil.
The gleaming golden rifling and light sword almost cut the monster into pieces.
Until it fell, the strange wolf-headed man as strong as a mountain immediately rushed back to the depths of the cemetery without stopping, leaving only the body of the dead fish shaking.
Barry's pants were so cold that he was so scared that he was leaking urine.
Winston could not understand such incredible people and things.
He could vaguely see that the wolf-headed stranger was holding a giggling human head in his hand. She looked like a young girl about twenty years old, and was wearing a miner's lamp hat suitable for lifting.
After the head was stained with blood, it would only scream curses similar to those in Japanese horror movies.
Immediately afterwards, he was convinced that this was the "suspicious person" mentioned by the young master——
——In other words, using "suspicious" to describe it is too conservative.
Uncle Winston was trembling all over, and his brain was trembling.
So it was so natural to ring the young master's summons bell.
The next bus is coming——
——Barry ran away in panic, sitting in the car window and yelling at Winston.
"Don't you go?! Don't you go with me? Your life is at stake!"
Winston said persistently: "This business is not finished yet!"