Haunted Places Live

Hearing that burst of singing, Chu Yang's piano sound suddenly stopped.

He was all too familiar with that old ballad.Lynch has used this song more than once to comfort him who was tortured by the Hound and the chaotic Sanity.

green sleeves...

Greensleeves was my delight,

Greensleeves my heart of gold

Greensleeves my heart of joy

And who but my lady Greensleeves.

The soft and melodious singing sound seems to be a soft chant floating in the distant dense fog, like an affectionate woman calling for her lover standing in the desolate wilderness with endless sadness and nostalgia.The voice has indescribable magic power. The siren song described in the Odyssey will fascinate the sailors and lead them to the fate of death.Thinking about it, the voice that makes people lose their guard and yearn for it is probably like this.

Chu Yang put down the cello and opened the door.The strange thing is that the bodyguard in front of the door is gone, and what stretches in front of him is only a quiet corridor with swaying lights and shadows.This corridor seems to be a little different from before, the wallpaper looks brighter, and there are no signs of peeling.The portraits hung in the picture frames have not yet been dusted, and the red candles on the silver candlesticks are shining with gentle light.

He walked all the way to the stairs, and he found that the whole manor was different.The huge crystal chandelier reflects the luxurious and rich light, the floor is bright and spotless, the vases are filled with beautiful bouquets of flowers, and the faint fragrance permeates the air.Suddenly there were whispering voices approaching from not far away, before Chu Yang had time to dodge, he saw a few women dressed as maids holding silk bedding or something in their hands, talking and laughing and walking out from behind an arched door, turning a blind eye to him Usually, pass by him, turn a corner and run up to the third floor.Not long after, two servants hurried past downstairs and walked towards the kitchen.

Chu Yang's heart is beating fast. Could it be that he has entered another parallel reality?

But looking at the dresses of those maids and male servants, it doesn't look like the 21st century... Is there a time gap between different realities?Or is the historical development process different?

He always felt in his heart that it didn't seem to be the case.Entering a parallel reality, even entering the most similar reality, he could always feel a slight difference in the air.Whether it's temperature, smell or white noise, there will be some subtle differences.And here, although it looks very different, it is different from the reality of different reality.

The singing sound was still faintly coming, it seemed to come from the third floor.He turned around and walked upstairs following the footsteps of the two maids just now.

The third floor, which should have been covered in dust, was as bright as the second floor. The red Persian carpet on the floor was soft and gorgeous, and the carvings on the pillars and walls were spotless, not even a spider web could be seen.The singing became more and more clear, and finally he stopped outside a beautiful peacock blue and gold gate.He was just about to put his hand on the brass doorknob, but the door suddenly opened, and the two maids just came out with smiles and brushed past him.Chu Yang found that the corners of their skirts passed through her body.

What's happening here?ghost?

But aren't ghosts all illusions caused by overlapping realities?

He walked through the slowly closing door and entered the room.

A fire burned in the fireplace, and the air was filled with an intoxicating aroma of milk and roses.He saw a woman in a red velvet dress sitting next to a crib, her upper body stretched over the rail of the crib, her hands wearing lace gloves.Her long dark golden hair was coiled into a low bun, and her slender neck seemed to have been washed with milk, making it white and smooth.From Chu Yang's perspective, she could only see her slender eyelashes fluttering from time to time.

Suddenly she stopped singing and turned her head.

Chu Yang opened his eyes slightly, and his mind buzzed.

This is... this is the woman in Lynch's photo, Lynch's mother!

Her face has a classic beauty that is rarely seen among European and American actresses today, with curved and thin eyebrows, rosy cheeks, and blue eyes with candlelight that cannot escape.She smiled at Chu Yang, "Come and see, he slept soundly."

Chu Yang almost thought she was talking to him, but at this moment, another tall figure passed by him.It was a tall and elegant figure with a long black coat with a sense of age, and slowly took off the top hat on his head with one hand.Lynch couldn't see the man's face, but he could feel a deep sense of oppression and mystery.

I finally know who inherited Lynch's tall stature...

The man walked over to the cradle and placed one hand gently on Mary.Campbell's shoulders.

So the baby Lynch was in the cradle?

Chu Yang was curious, and just took two steps forward, but suddenly saw Mary's face change.

It seemed to be a tall man——what Lynch's father said caused her complexion to change, she stood up abruptly, and said loudly, "No!"

The tall man said something again, and even reached out to touch her cheek.But she waved his hand away angrily and stood in front of the crib, "You can't take him away! He is my child!"

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and Mary's expression was completely different from the loving and happy look just now. Her red dress was shaking slightly in the wind flowing from nowhere, and strange colors began to swirl from the gap in the gloves.

Lynch's father took a step back, as if to reassure her.However, she couldn't be appeased, she stared at her husband with a mixed expression of anger, sadness, and guard, and confronted her husband with a strong aura that was completely different from her soft and quiet before, "You promised me, you promised But I can raise him myself! I will protect him! I can protect him!"

Lynch's father seemed to sigh.

Chu Yang wanted to go around to see Lin Qi's father, but he had just walked halfway, and suddenly the scene in front of him shook like water waves, and then everything changed.

The cradle was gone, and the room was furnished differently, as if years had slipped by and sucked away something bright and light from the room.As a result, the oppressive coldness permeated, and even the window was filled with thick fog.

The singing came again.

Chu Yang saw that Mary, who seemed to have grown a little older, was still wearing the red velvet dress, with her long hair loose, lying on the bed.Her eyes were fixed on the top of the bed, her lips were slightly opened and closed, singing the song Green Sleeves.Her hands were not gloved, and Lynch's deformed, scarred hands were spread out on the crimson mattress with their palms up.On the floor of the entire room, the carpet was removed, and the red blood-like liquid was densely written with runes and painted with layers of strange geometric patterns.The whole room smelled of blood, and some kind of animal hair could occasionally be seen among the patterns.

She sang, her voice so sad, full of fear and trembling.

Chu Yang suddenly had an intuition that what he saw now was Mary's last appearance.

An inexplicable sense of guilt suddenly surged, and he felt that he had seen something he shouldn't have seen.

But he couldn't help but keep reading.

I saw Mary singing while taking out something from the quilt.

It was a short knife, a bright red short knife made of unknown material that looked extremely strange.

"Hasta, the great king in yellow, I surrender at your feet. May I build bridges with my bones, pave roads with my filth, fill ravines with my blood, and irrigate scorched earth with my slurry..." she whispered softly As he spoke, his voice seemed so helpless.

Chu Yang walked quickly to the bed and tried to touch her again, but it still passed through his fingers like a ghost.

It was something that had already happened and he couldn't stop it.

Her prayer gradually became a language that Chu Yang could not understand. It seemed to be a cipher text used by the Presbyterian Church. He had heard Lynch say it, but he still had no time to learn it.After saying it a few times, she seemed timid again, her hands were shaking.She started singing again, as if singing could bring her courage and peace.

When her eyes became calmer and firmer, Chu Yang heard her whisper, "Farewell, mylove."

But at this moment, the door of the room was knocked open.Chu Yang turned around, but suddenly held his breath.

When he saw Lynch, his face was pale, he staggered slightly, leaning against the door, but his face was full of confusion.The moment he saw him, Lynch showed disappointment.

"It's you?"

Chu Yang felt a sudden pain in his heart, but suddenly realized something was wrong.

He turned his head and found that there was no bedding on the bed at all, only the empty bed frame and dusty mattress.The entire room was covered with white cloths, and there was a strong smell of dust in the air. It was obvious that no one had been in for a long time.There was no magic circle on the ground, only his footprints spread around.

But he couldn't care less.He rushed to Lynch and hugged him.Through the thin clothes, he could feel the beating of Lynch's heart, and the excitement surged in his throat, and he couldn't speak.

But Lynch's expression was a little dazed, "Just now...there was singing..."

He could hear, too, hear his mother singing.

Could it be because of this that he struggled to wake up from the coma?

"Hush..." Chu Yang put his arms around his waist to prevent him from falling.However, Lynch was half a head taller than him. Although he was still weak, he was struggling to support himself, "Shall we go back first?"

"I heard……"

"Bai Dian!!! Zhao Cen Shang!!! Is anyone there???" Chu Yang shouted, while Lin Qi was still stubbornly walking into the room.As soon as his footsteps softened, he was about to fall. Chu Yang tried to pull him, but he was also taken down.

As a result, Lin Qi fell to the ground, and Chu Yang lay on top of him.

Lynch was so overwhelmed that he almost lost his breath, but the fog of confusion in his eyes also dissipated. He moaned and muttered, "Do you want to murder your husband..."

Chu Yang quickly got up and nervously touched Lin Qi's chest, "Where is the pressure?"

Lynch raised his hand and grabbed his wrist, opened his eyes and stared at him, "You heard the singing too, didn't you?"

Chu Yang nodded.

"I've never heard her singing here...I've tried so many times, but I still haven't heard it." Lin Qi murmured, holding Chu Yang's hand unexpectedly firmly, "You did What?"

"I……"

Before Chu Yang finished speaking, there were already footsteps approaching.Bai Dian and Zhao Censhang rushed in one after another, followed by the confused bodyguards.

"What are you two doing!!!" Bai Dian yelled in a non-masculine manner, "Do you want to scare dad to death just after waking up?!"

Zhao Censhang helped Lin Qi get up, and sent him back to the room on the second floor in the chaos.Chu Yang followed behind, but was grabbed by Bai Dian.

"How did you come up here?" Bai Dian frowned, "I didn't see you coming from the room, neither did the two bodyguards. It is understandable that you ran out when looking for you and the source of the voice, but how did you get out?"

Chu Yang looked confused, "I opened the door and went out. I wondered why I didn't see the bodyguard. And... I feel like I have traveled back in time, and I saw Lynch's mother."

Bai Dian clicked his tongue, then quickly said "I'll talk about it later", and followed Lynch's room.

After busy work, Zhao Censhang helped Lin Qi and covered him with a quilt, and asked the bodyguards to invite the housekeeper.However, before the bodyguard reached the door, the housekeeper arrived with a medical kit. He skillfully took Lynch's temperature and pulse, and said, "Young master is fine. You'll be fine after two days of rest."

So fast?Both Zhao Censhang and Bai Dian looked at Chu Yang.

Is it because he played that piece for the second time?

After a lot of tossing, when the bodyguards had left, Lynch asked, "What happened just now? You heard it too, didn't you?"

Zhao Censhang looked at Chu Yang and replied, "My guess is that Chu Yang's music caused memory fluctuations in this manor..."

"Music?" Lynch's eyes fell on the cello that had just been used beside the bed.He had already seen it when he rushed out of the room before, but at that time he was fully focused on the singing, so he didn't think much about it.

Xiaoyang...

"I don't know why Chu Yang's song... has the effect of sharing life. His original intention was to heal you, but after all, things like sound can't be so accurately oriented, so the whole manor is also listening. So old memories are injected Life will naturally reappear for a short time." Zhao Censhang explained.

Lynch's eyes dimmed, and he seemed to understand something.

But Chu Yang was still at a loss, "The memory of the manor? What do you mean?"

Bai Dian said, "All the matter you see, even if it is considered lifeless, is actually interacting with everything around it. Many things that have happened, if you have strong enough observation power, may exist in the lifeless world. Things like memories are left on objects. But in general, these memories are 'dead' and will not show up. Unless they get some kind of activation power, such as life force."

Therefore, what he saw was indeed what had happened in this manor.

Chu Yang looked at Lin Qi in astonishment.

He saw the death of Lynch's mother.

And Lynch seemed to have guessed something, staring at him blankly.

Bai Dian and Zhao Censhang felt that the atmosphere between the two of them was getting thicker, and they probably couldn't listen to anything else, so they winked at each other, left quietly, and closed the door.

Chu Yang sat down until Lynch had been born for a hundred years, and saw that he was still a little haggard, but his face was no longer haggard, and he was so excited that he wanted to cry.

"You saved me." Lynch said, smiling slightly, stretched out his hand from under the quilt, and took Chu Yang's hand.

When Lin Qi was in a coma, Chu Yang thought many times that when Lin Qi woke up, he would definitely scold him.Why did you leave quietly without telling him, why was he the only one who couldn't see his weakened appearance, why did you always have to hide it from him.

But now, seeing Lynch's smile and feeling Lynch's scarred hand holding his hand, he couldn't even swear a word.

"You bastard..." Chu Yang could only say this.

Lin Qi laughed lowly, and with all his strength, he pulled Chu Yang down on top of him.Chu Yang frantically tried to support his body, fearing that Lin Qi would be crushed.But Lynch held him so tightly that he didn't allow him to struggle at all.

"Cello, huh?" Lynch said slowly in his ear, "For me, even the oath is broken. So you like me so much."

"... Can you enter narcissism mode as soon as you wake up..."

Lin Qi smiled lowly, and stretched out his hand to gently stroke the hair on the back of Chu Yang's head, but his eyes were a little blank.After a moment of silence, he asked softly, "Did you see her just now?"

Chu Yang hesitated and nodded.

"In the end... what does she look like?" Lynch's voice was pretending to be calm, but Chu Yang could hear a tremor in the end.

He suddenly realized that if Mary performed the ceremony when Lynch was on the verge of dying on the battlefield... then Lynch would definitely not be able to see Mary for the last time.

Chu Yang tightened his arms around Lynch's waist and said, "She is very peaceful, she said: Farewell, mylove."

Lynch was silent.Chu Yang could feel that he was suppressing something.

"Do you know..." Lynch's voice began to tremble, "I was the one who had to join the army. She tried to stop me, but I had to go. Because everyone around me went, and if I didn't go, I would coward……"

Chu Yang raised his head, only to see a tear streaming from the corner of Lin Qi's eye.And those beautiful eyes hidden behind countless masks are filled with bottomless guilt and sorrow.

It turns out that for so many years, he has been blaming himself, blaming himself for killing his mother.

Chu Yang sat up on his knees, supported Lin Qi's shoulders, asked him to wrap his arms around his waist, and buried his head in his lapel.Chu Yang hugged his shoulders and gently stroked his soft and slightly curly hair. Something wet soaked through the front of his front, accompanied by a slight tremor of his shoulders.

Chu Yang didn't say a word, just hugged him quietly all the time.