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Chapter 500: Bitter Winter
The door on the first floor of the resort was closed. Although there was wind and snow outside, the house was not greatly affected and was dry and quiet.

"This middle-level dream is very wrong. Tang Qing didn't give us any clues." Qian Jin looked very bad after checking the communicator: "He said that the information of the dream owner was sent to us in advance, but there is nothing in the communicator!"

"Eternal Life Pharmaceuticals won't deliberately conceal it. They also hope that we can conquer Nightmare. There must have been some problems in the middle." Raorao is very confident in Everlasting Life Pharmaceuticals, mainly because Everlasting Life Pharmaceuticals is their only backing.

"Heavy snow, manors, resorts, and young people with strange diseases." Gao Ming pondered for a moment and said, "Most nightmares are based on reality. Perhaps we can determine an approximate time range through the old books and newspapers inside the building, and then narrow it down little by little."

"Your tricks may work for shallow nightmares, but mid-level nightmares have little to do with reality and are absurd in every way..."

"Do you think this surrounding is absurd?" Before Zhi Ge could finish his words, he was interrupted rudely by Gao Ming.

"Boy, respecting veterans can help you live longer." If Bai Huang hadn't been present, Zhi Ge would probably have been unable to suppress his anger. He looked at Gao Ming with an unfriendly look.

The melodious violin broke the silence in the manor and diverted Zhige's attention. They looked towards the third floor together.

"Someone is playing the violin?" Zhi Ge did not move his body, but turned his head to look at Gao Ming: "Don't you want to find clues? The clues are delivered to your door, why don't you move?"

Without wasting time talking to Zhige, Gao Ming took the Fool and Xu Deyi up the wooden steps to the third floor.

The sound of the piano is melodious and sad, contrasting with the withered winter.

"It seems to be coming from room 3003." Xu Deyi didn't dare to get close, he hid behind Gao Ming.

Looking around, Gao Ming gently rubbed the wall with his fingers. The whole manor was divided into four floors, but the third floor was the top. The fourth floor was considered an attic and was not open to tourists. A sign prohibiting entry was hung in the corridor. There was also a very thick iron fence built between the third and fourth floors, as if it was used to prevent some ferocious beasts.

Putting his fingers under his nose, Gao Ming smelled the faint fragrance of sawdust. Most of the building was made of wood, but Gao Ming couldn't tell what kind of wood it was made of. It was dry and solid with a milky aroma.

The piano sounds soothing and floating, like the deep winter sunshine dancing on a frozen stream, bringing a sense of freedom and joy.

"There are no doors installed in any of the rooms on the third floor." Gao Ming looked at the room that could be entered and exited at will: "Do you remember what Tang Qing said before we entered the nightmare? The owner of the dream suffers from a disease that prevents him from seeing doors and narrow passages without lights."

"The one playing the violin is the master of the dream?"

"Let's go and take a look." The temperature was rising, and besides the sound of piano, there was also the sound of burning firewood in room 3003.

The warmth dispelled the severe cold, and Gao Ming arrived at the door of 3003. The room without a door was covered with thick carpets. Although it was daytime outside, there were still several oil lamps lit in the room, and the fireplace was filled with firewood.

The firelight and the light together illuminated a tall young man in the middle of the room. He was dressed very thinly, with a shotgun and a wine glass placed at his feet, but his fingers were gently plucking the strings of a guitar. He looked like a prince in a castle, opening a fairy tale book and walking out.

When the song ended, snowflakes filled the sky like a tribute from heaven. The man stood by the window for a long time before turning around: "The mountain is blocked by heavy snow. How did you get in?" The man noticed them early on, but he didn't like interrupting the performance, so he didn't say a word.

"We are tourists. The way out is blocked. I wonder if we can stay here for a while." Qian Jin asked politely, "We will pay."

His eyes wandered between the wine glass and the shotgun, and the man finally smiled gently: "You can all live here until the snow stops."

"Thank you." Qian Jin's face was full of gratitude, but Gao Ming was thinking about another thing. They could live here until the snow stopped, but if the snow never stopped, would they be trapped here forever?

"This is my grandfather's villa. After he passed away, my parents and I converted it into a resort. However, we only operate in the summer. It is too cold in the winter. The East Lake and the streams are all frozen, and all water sports cannot be carried out." The man picked up the wine glass and took a sip. "Compared with the hot summer, winter is too long and lonely. I didn't expect you to come here to play in winter."

The man didn't mention the room fee at all. After counting the number of people, he took out a bunch of copper keys from his waist and said, "You can choose any room on the first or second floor. If you want to live on the third floor, you can too. But don't go to the fourth floor. There are great safety hazards on that floor."

Seeing that the man had already taken three keys and wanted to take more, Qian Jin hurriedly stopped him: "Three rooms will be enough."

"Seven people living in three rooms?" The man waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about the money. They are empty anyway. There are basically no people in the manor in winter. You can live here without worry."

Everyone got their own key, and except Xu Deyi and Raorao, everyone else was on the second floor.

"The kitchen is on the first floor. A small amount of food is stored in the refrigerator, and some is stored in the cellar. You can use whatever you want, just don't waste it. The dry firewood for burning is in the brick house on the left side of the main building. I only prepared enough for my own use. If the heavy snow continues, you may have to bring an axe to chop firewood nearby." The man finished the wine in his glass: "There are all kinds of tools in the utility room on the first floor. Remember to close the door when you go in and out."

Everything the man said was normal, and there was nothing wrong with it.

"By the way, when you go to bed at night, be sure to close the doors and windows." Putting down the wine glass, the man wiped the hunting rifle: "It's freezing cold, and the wild animals in the mountains can't find food. Be careful that some hungry guys sneak into the manor."

"Okay, we'll pay attention."

"There's nothing else. You can walk around while it's daytime, but don't go too far from the manor." The man ignored the crowd and picked up the photo album on the table and started flipping through it, as if he was immersed in memories.

The testers walked out of 3003 with their keys. They tacitly agreed not to talk to each other and only looked at each other after entering the corridor.

"Safe during the day, dangerous at night? According to what he meant, are we going to stay in this nightmare for days?" Raorao took off her glasses and wiped the mist off them: "Other nightmares can be resolved in a few hours, but this one is so weird!"

"I compared the figures of the man and the young man on the hospital bed. They are probably not the same person." Qian Jin has strong observation skills and a good memory. "I suspect that this man is not the owner of the nightmare. There may be other people in this manor."

After Qian Jin finished speaking, everyone looked towards the stairs leading to the fourth floor. The corridor was separated by iron railings.

(End of this chapter)