Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 regained consciousness in a daze, revealing that the quilt feet had been stiff from the cold. There was something moving in the quilt on his chest. It was obviously chocolate that got in because of the cold.

　　 "What's the matter, the heating is broken?"

　　 He rubbed his face and sat up from the bed, grabbed the cat in his hand, and put on slippers to find the gas light switch at the door. But no matter how you press it, the light just won't turn on.

　　 Jenkins frowned, called out the monocle and looked around. The flame of his fingers lit the candlestick on the table and walked outside the door yawning.

　　 "Hi~ Mr. Williams!"

　　 Garcia, who lives next door, also walked out at this time, he looked strange with his pajamas wrapped in a coat.

　　 "Is this the pipe broken? I found that the steam pipe and gas lamp are out of service."

　　 Jenkins said, knocking on Quirk's door alongside Garcia, and after a few minutes, the three men in the corridor became three men.

　　 There was a sound in the corridor on the other side where the ladies lived. After the few people gathered, they went to find the servants in the house to ask about the situation. Among these more than ten people, only Jenkins was wearing only thin pajamas. Miss Rick suggested Jenkins to add a piece of clothing, which made everyone delay some time.

　　 There are few servants in the huge house, and the old housekeeper is the one with the most responsibilities. A group of people met him at the top of the stairs on the first floor, when the old man was walking out with the candlestick.

　　 "There should be a problem with the town's gas pipe. Look, there is no light over there."

　　 The terrain of this house is high, overlooking part of the town. There was no light in the small town at this time, even at night it was unbelievable.

　　 As for the steam pipe, after a simple inspection, it was found that the steam engine in the yard seemed to be broken. But now it is one o'clock in the morning, and he regretfully announced that everyone can only maintain this situation and endure until dawn.

　　 Although it is very unpleasant to encounter such a thing on the first day of travel, it is not something that human resources can change. After learning about the situation, everyone can only ask the old housekeeper for more quilts, and hope that they will not catch a cold because of the low temperature tonight.

　　 Ten minutes after they returned to their rooms, Jenkins walked out of his room silently again with chocolate, and raised his head to look at the oil painting in the dark in the lobby on the first floor. A few minutes later, Hathaway also walked out upstairs.

　　 After the two approached, Jenkins stretched out his finger and made a silent gesture, and then walked out from the front door together.

　　 Because all the gas lamps were out of use, the surrounding area was completely dark. After confirming that no one could hear the conversation between the two, Jenkins said:

　　 "Follow me, I just saw something wrong."

"What do you see?"

　　 "A piece of suspicious thing."

　　 They walked around to the back of the building, and Jenkins got a crowbar to pry open the large stone slab on the ground, exposing the underground steam valve. They hadn't checked the underground pipeline through here before, but Jenkins knew it was there.

"Be careful."

　　 He urged, and then he held a candle to light up the narrow underground area. I saw a cluster of weeds clinging to the pipe wall tightly on the rusty pipe covered with soil. Jenkins originally thought it was some kind of vigorous moss plant, but immediately realized that it coincided with the aura shape seen by the eyes.

"what is this?"

　　 He asked Hathaway, no accident, this was the culprit that caused the mansion to stop heating.

"I have seen this kind of plant from books. It seems to be a plant that lives on heat. It grows mostly in extremely cold areas and will spontaneously attach to the warmest objects nearby. If it attaches to humans, it will Causes the human body to quickly lose temperature and die. The name seems to be...cold snake grass.

　　 The temperature of the steam pipe is much higher than the temperature of the human body surface, so it appears here. But after learning that the pipeline was damaged, the old housekeeper had asked the servants to stop supplying fuel for combustion. Once the temperature of the pipeline dropped to a certain level, the grass would definitely attack the humans in the house.

　　 "But why does this thing appear here? I mean, it apparently only appeared tonight, and the steam pipes were still normal when we came here."

　　 Jenkins asked again, but Hathaway couldn't tell the answer either.

Chapter 675-The Six Hundred and Sixth Chapter Villa

　　 The nemesis of the cold snake grass is extremely high temperature, so Jenkins can easily burn it to ashes with his own fire. The volume of this mass is much larger than the visible part, and it can rapidly multiply in a short period of time by absorbing heat.

　　 But according to the growth habit, the entire Fediktli Kingdom is not suitable for its growth. Jenkins is worried that there are extremely dangerous people in this town, but unfortunately there is no church of sages in the town.

　　 But in any case, he was only here to travel. Even if he wanted to explore the dangers in the town, he could only set out again with his friends the next day to the mountains covered in snow.

　　 Young people obviously did not sleep well, and they are not used to winter nights without heating. Blessed by the hermit, no one has caught a cold because of this, otherwise everyone's journey will be over before it starts.

　　 The motorcade was winding along the small road in the mountains, and Jenkins leaned on the window to watch the scenery outside. Away from the city, he even forgot that this is a world with an extremely developed steam industry, but maybe many years later, even this pure land-like mountains will be occupied by humans.

　　 The convoy stopped for a short break at lunch. Although there are few large carnivores in the mountains in winter, the guards still remind everyone to be careful. Cold food is obviously not very appetizing, and Jenkins eats even less than chocolate.

　　 He stood not far from the carriage and looked at the mountains, and saw a strange bird flying on the top of the mountain peak in the distance. It was not like an eagle, nor was it like any bird that Jenkins knew. Considering that the distant mountains are truly inaccessible, it is normal for some rare animals to exist.

　　 Everyone is wrapped in thick cotton, and even the chocolate is shrinking in Jenkins's clothes. After entering the mountain, the temperature became lower, and everyone wanted to get indoors sooner.

　　 In the distance, large tracts of dark clouds are floating over, which means that a blizzard is coming. Somehow, Jenkins suddenly had another ominous hunch.

　　 Blizzard arrived just as Jenkins expected. When their carriage passed the only bridge, the wind and snow were too big to see the distant buildings. Therefore, when the horse-drawn carriage drove into the Snow Mountain Villa, everyone hadn't reacted yet.

　　 By the way, when I crossed the bridge, I took a look at the bottom of the mountain stream. I couldn't see the low end between the wind, snow and clouds.

　　 "If this bridge is broken... Hey, don't I have a flying mount?"

　　 He feels much more relaxed thinking about this.

　　 Snow Mountain Villa belongs to the Mandela family and is named after Mandela Mountain Villa. There are servants who are responsible for guarding and cleaning all the year round in the villa. Coupled with the servants and guards brought by the travelers, the originally deserted villa immediately becomes lively.

　　The person in charge here is Mr. Joel Bangkoks, who is dressed like a housekeeper, holding a black umbrella, waiting for everyone at the entrance of the villa, and arranging for the servants to provide everyone with blankets to keep them warm temporarily.

　　 Shanzhuang is warm and comfortable, and a sumptuous dinner has been prepared, which makes people from afar smile. The warm yellow candlelight and steaming bath water warmed their bodies and minds, and the exhaustion caused by the two-day long journey was also wiped out.

　　 The allocation of rooms is also already prepared. In the three-story main building, men are on the second floor and women are on the third floor.

　　All the rooms here are open to guests, and they can enjoy a perfect holiday.

　　 "What do you think?"

　　 In the warm first-floor lounge, Jenkins is sitting right in front of the fireplace, leaning forward and looking at the fire. The eyes showed a swaying fire, and the glass on the side also reflected the warm yellow tones of the room. Outdoors are night and blizzard, and the dark clouds seen during the day really brought this terrible weather.

　　 "When I think of snow and mountains, I think of avalanches. It shouldn't happen here, right?"

　　 he asked in a low voice.

　　 "Don't worry, unless the distant mountain collapses, this villa is in an absolutely safe location."

　　 There are two men playing billiards not far away, and the girls are standing in front of the cabinet and talking about the crafts placed inside. They plan to take a complete turn around the villa in the evening-even if they come every year.

　　 It’s amazing blizzard weather outside, but because of this, people inside can feel at ease and comfortable. This is a kind of happiness to avoid danger, and Jenkins feels the same.

　　 It was Hathaway who talked to Jenkins, she didn't care about chatting with Jenkins alone.

"I found that chocolate likes this kind of warm carpet. It doesn't seem to hate leaving its own territory like the average cat. But it is not an ordinary cat...Speaking of which, the three golden hairs behind its ears How did it come from? Malnutrition?"

　　 "malnutrition?"

　　 Jenkins repeated the phrase in a mocking tone, and the cat looked up at him alertly. Although Jenkins temporarily gave up the kitten's weight loss plan, chocolate is still vigilant.

"I think the possibility of overnutrition is higher. Let's talk about other topics. In fact, I am very curious whether there are any strange rumors about mountain villages like this, far away from human settlements, such as the existence of the name ' The Shining's monster or something."

　　 He made a joke that no one knew the meaning.

　　 "The Shining? What is that?"

　　 Hathaway shook her head indifferently, her long red hair swaying in the air:

　　 "But there are horrible rumors in this villa. Every year boys tell stories like this. Guess what they want to do?"

　　 Jenkins certainly knows what they want to do. This is a boring method. But he believes that he should not say what he understands, otherwise the direction of the conversation is likely to exceed expectations.

　　 "They are also writers, so want to collect materials?"

　　 The woman behind shook her head, such an answer was obviously pretending to be a fool. She knew it would be like this. The man in front of him didn't understand anything, but sometimes he just didn't want to understand. But it doesn't matter, Miss Mihail is here, and she doesn't know what to do now.

　　 "But why should I think about such a thing, it is impossible for me to be with him..."

　　 She looked at her lover subconsciously, and Miss Mihail also happened to look at this place, showing a happy smile at the two of them.

The people in 　　 Villa are not worried about the snowstorm outside, because the food and fuel stored here are enough for them to survive the whole winter. I just hope that the blizzard will not delay the trip, and the original plan is to hike to find the hot spring that does not freeze all the year round.

　　 Today’s journey into the mountain made everyone a little tired, and everyone had plans tomorrow, so they returned to their rooms one after another around nine o'clock.

Chapter 676 Chapter Six Hundred and Sixty-Four Extra Doors

　　 After everyone went back, Jenkins was the last person to stay in the lounge. He told the servants of the villa not to care about himself, holding "The Investigator's Record" and sitting on the softest chair in front of the fireplace.

　　 This is Jenkins found a novel on the shelf in his room. Judging from the publication date, it was printed half a century ago. The content is rather interesting.

　　 Jenkins rarely stays up late, even if he encounters an interesting novel, he never goes to bed more than twelve o'clock. He holds a book in one hand and strokes the chocolate on his knee regularly with the other. The cat is satisfied with his current state, but hopes that Jenkins can be more gentle.

　　 "Get ready to go to bed."

　　 When the wall clock on the wall rang again, it was half past eleven. He stood up with the doomed cat in his arms, put the book on the chair, then squatted down to cover some of the fire in the fireplace with a poker, before he stretched his waist and got ready to go upstairs.

　　 There are portraits of people hanging on the stairs. Jenkins did not recognize who they were. He held the candlestick while walking in the dark corridor and looked at it. This is a mountain villa in the snow-capped mountains, so there must be no gas pipes.

　　 Jenkins’s room is the innermost one at the end of the corridor. When passing by my friends’ rooms, no sound can be heard in it. Walking on tiptoes to the door of the room, the faint moonlight shone through the wind and snow, causing Jenkins's shadow to fall on the other end of the corridor. There was something like tentacles dangling beside the shadow, which was the dishonest tail of chocolate.

　　 "Tomorrow's plan is..."

　　 He was stunned for a moment and didn't open the door immediately. Instead, he leaned back and looked to one side, which is further in the corridor.

　　 "I remember my room is the innermost."

　　 He remembered this correctly, and the house number was correct, but now there is indeed an extra room in the corridor.

"What does it mean?"

　　 The door of the extra room is not the same as the standard door of other normal rooms. In fact, the stone door does not match the decoration style of the entire villa.

　　 "The mottled colored auras are also numbered items? When I came here just now, there was no such thing."

　　 He stood at the door and hesitated for a while, but he didn't remember what it meant.

　　 "Speaking of which, on the first day I came here, I encountered such a thing. Is this the price of the new savior emblem?"

　　 He stood in front of the unfamiliar door for a while, trying to reach out to the doorknob, but the pocket watch chain in his pocket immediately vibrated like crazy. In the end, he didn't dare to touch the handle. Instead, he returned to his room first, sat on the bed and stopped for a second before standing up, leaving the exact same shadow sitting on the bed.

　　 "Wait for me in the room."

　　 He also put his cat down, because the [real phantom] only acts on itself.

　　 "If I don't come back within an hour, I will go to Hathaway, you know?"

　　 Kitten looked up at him, then nodded hesitantly, before Jenkins returned to the corridor with the candlestick.

　　 He hasn't figured out whether he should go in, he just wants to observe again. But unexpectedly, that door had disappeared.

　　 "......"

　　 tapped his finger on the wall, but no strange sound was heard.

　　 "Oh, I was ready for an exciting adventure."

　　 He couldn't tell whether he was lucky or regretful, so he shrugged his shoulders and went back to sleep.

　　 There was no dream all night, and it was only six o'clock in the morning when I woke up again, but there was no sleepiness at all. The curtains are closed tightly, but the wind and snow roaring outside the window can still be heard. It seems that today's plan to go out will be delayed.

　　 The cat was still sleeping, so Jenkins crept into the hallway wearing slippers. The dark sky made the corridors still dark, but Jenkins, wearing that monocle, was not afraid of such an environment.

　　 He glanced again, and there were no more strange doors in the corridor deeper. If Chocolate hadn't noticed the door last night, Jenkins would even suspect that he had a hallucination.

"Strange."

　　 He took advantage of breakfast time to tell Hathaway of his discovery. But the girl didn't know what it was. Together, they asked their companions about the supernatural legends of this snow-capped mountain villa, and they couldn't find anything that matched the situation last night.

　　 "Since it disappears, it means that it is something that will move at any time. We just need to be careful when opening the door and don't go wrong."

　　 Hathaway comforted.

　　 The original plan for today is that everyone follows a fixed route and walks eastward, watching the scenery of the snow-capped mountains in front of a cliff. But because of the sudden blizzard, travelers can only be temporarily trapped in the villa.

　　 But the area of ​​this mountain villa is also quite large, if you want to kill time, then there is no problem in spending a few days here.

　　 Throughout the morning, Jenkins sat in front of the fireplace and continued to read the "Investigator's Record". During the period, Miss Mihail had come to invite Jenkins to go out to see the snow with them, but Jenkins, who was reading about the wonderful place at the time, could only regret it.

　　 I have to say that this semi-documentary novel is very exciting. Jenkins even thinks that the current hot-selling "Detective Knight Biography" is not as good as it. I just don't know why this book didn't become popular half a century ago. At least Jenkins has never heard of the content from his elders.

　　 He plans to spend the entire day today to read the book, so as to avoid delaying the next few days.

　　 While reading, Chocolate has been very well-behaved lying on Jenkins' lap for him to caress. It didn't run around everywhere, it really exceeded Jenkins's expectation. He planned to get a big meal to reward the cat when he got home.

　　Quick passed by the door of the lounge as it approached noon and told Jenkins to prepare. Lunch was about to begin. He then put down the novel, stood up and stretched, and then took the cat to the corridor.

　　 "Miss Mikhail, are they back?"

　　 he asked the servant.

　　 "Not yet, Mr. Williams."

　　 the servant replied.