If grapes are human eyes, the grape forest in the manor...

Zhou Ran immediately stopped herself from thinking about this creepy possibility and temporarily focused on the next itinerary.

Behind the castle is a vineyard. The owner of the manor is very good at enjoying it. There is a clearing space between the castle and the orchard. A horse farm was built on the open space and a fence was built in the middle. There are no plants in the fence, all of which are fine sand, which looks like a venue for equestrian performances.

An audience seat was set up around the fence, and a pergola was set up above the head. Every seat on the mat was set up exquisitely and luxuriously. There was a small table in front of the seat for serving fine wine or food.

The prince and the butler had not arrived yet, the venue was empty, and several people chose positions to sit down one after another.

Zhou Ran and the other three sat together, the lawyer pulled the child together, and the poker face was high and wide and lost his companion. He was too arrogant when dealing with people before, resulting in no one willing to be with him, so he had to sit aside by himself.

After Zhou Ran sat down, she briefly told Xiang Jiangming what happened last night.

"Didn't you encounter anything last night?"

Xiang Jiangming frowned: "No. But I heard footsteps and knocking on the walls over you. I asked you what happened. You didn't respond. The passage was blocked and the outside of the house was occupied by insects."

Zhou Zesheng even said that there was nothing: "I fell asleep when I got back. I woke up in the morning when I heard Gao Kuan's shouting."

Zhou Ran: "So, that thing only attacked me."

As Zhou Ran guessed, the unknown ghost should have only attacked her.

After all, if Zhou Ran had no ability to night vision and the blessing of two little paper men, it would have been a long time since then, and it would be difficult for anyone here to survive.

"But why I chose me? Is it because I said 'wonderful equestrian performance'?"

Xiang Jiangming: "Maybe yes, that thing seems to hate Prince Miller."

Zhou Ran: "What's going on with Tian Lele's death? She doesn't look like she was killed by a ghost, but she seems to have been plotted against by someone. Could it be Prince Miller?"

Xiang Jiangming: "It is possible that Prince Miller doesn't know everyone's camp, so it is possible that he mistakenly killed his team."

Zhou Ran nodded: "But if Prince Miller did it, he must have a specific killing condition, otherwise he could do it directly at the dinner yesterday, without waiting until the evening. Let's ask the person on the other side if he heard any sound."

Xiang Jiangming and Zhou Zesheng both agreed and unanimously decided to ask Zhou Ran to ask the lawyer and the junior high school student. Zhou Ran said why don’t you go?

Zhou Zesheng waved his hands repeatedly: "I dare not, I really dare not. I am so scared that I can't even speak."

Xiang Jiangming smiled and said, "I am a rough man. They definitely don't like me. You are different. You are a girl and so beautiful. Not only do they not know how to guard, they will also tell you everything."

Zhou Ran: “…”

So you admit now that I am a girl?

Xiang Jiangming solemnly patted the back of her hand, clenched his fist with one hand, and stretched out his index finger with the thumb of the other hand and compared it with a gun gesture: "Go, we have a gun and a crossbow, which will be your most solid backing!"

“…”

Ho, man.

Zhou Ran stood up and walked to the position of lawyers and junior high school students.

When Xu Ziqing saw her coming, she politely greeted her: "Good morning." After he said that, he patted the child's nervous shoulder and told Su Ziwen that this sister was also a good person.

I don’t know what the lawyer said to the child, Su Ziwen trusted the lawyer very much now. He immediately put down his guard and raised his head: "Good morning, sister."

But lawyers are in the demon camp, and this child must be from the God camp.

The devil and God sat together, and Zhou Ran looked complicated: "Good morning."

They went in the wrong position and let Zhou Ran sit down.

Xu Ziqing asked with concern: "This child is also the camp of God. Your two companions must have demons. They are lying to you, you are not injured, are you?"

As an elder, he is an eloquent lawyer. He expressed this kind of care and emotion very well, as if his father was really caring for the children. Zhou Ran looked at him and understood why Su Ziwen believed him so much.

"Not hurt." Zhou Ran asked Xu Ziqing without waiting for him to speak, "Tian Lele is dead. Have you heard anything last night?"

"Oh, you have to ask Ziwen about this. I live in Gaokuan. Ziwen's room is next to Tian Lele."

Zhou Ran turned her gaze to the boy.

Su Ziwen is only thirteen years old, and her bones are not too long. Her baby face looks younger than her actual age. Her nerves are always tense, and she speaks with trembling scent: "I, I heard it."

"You hear something, don't panic, think slowly."

Zhou Ran's soft tone comforted the child's emotions well. His shoulders slowly relaxed and his breathing calmed down: "I heard footsteps, the sound of heavy objects falling down, and a scream, but only half of the screams, and the other half seemed to be blocked."

It must have been blocked from behind. Zhou Ran nodded and encouraged him to continue talking.

“And then, then.”

The boy showed fear again. He blocked his ears with his hands and looked painful, and seemed very reluctant to mention the gloomy memory: "I heard a voice singing, it seemed like a nursery rhyme, and the sound was very thin. I don't know if it was a boy or a girl, but it was very close to me and it was very scary."

Zhou Ran felt a little distressed, stretched out her fingertips and helped the boy wipe away the cold sweat from his head: "Don't be afraid, it's all over, tell my sister, how did that person sing?"

"I still remember." The boy rolled his throat and hummed in a trembling voice: "The grapes are ripe, and the juice is flowing out. The grapes are ripe, and the juice is flowing out. Why should I give it to the ugly bug? Isn't it good to pick them off as my eyes?"

This tune is an ordinary nursery rhyme with simple beats and repeated cycles, but the slender tune sounds very gloomy and terrifying.

"Sister, I'm really scared."

Zhou Ran glanced at the lawyer, then lowered her head and said to Su Ziwen: "I know you are afraid, and I am also afraid, but the more you are afraid, the more you have to learn to think, otherwise you will be afraid forever. Do you hope this is the case?"

Yes, she might be able to save him this time.

But what to do in the future? The game is a world of the strong prey on the weak. Can he be protected forever?

It still depends on yourself.

Su Ziwen Shao seemed to understand it in his inexplicable big eyes, but he still said to Zhou Ran: "Thank you sister."

Zhou Ran comforted him for a while, but his expression slowly solidified.

She walked back to her seat, with clouds all over her eyebrows and eyes, and she whispered to Xiang Jiangming about the content of the conversation just now.

Xiang Jiangming: "So grapes are human eyes. Prince Miller's eyes are sick, so he has to pick human eyes constantly."

"It's so fucking scary!" Zhou Zesheng was cold all over his body while listening, hugged his arms tightly and rubbed the goose bumps on it, and said with a sad face: "I want to leave this immediately, Zhou Ran, let's leave here!"

Zhou Ran asked him to calm down and promised not to say anything scary anymore. She turned her head to Xiang Jiangming and said, "So the grape forest behind us is full of human eyes?"

Zhou Zesheng's body stiffened and almost fainted on the spot.

Isn't this scary?

Zhou Ran, you did it on purpose, it was intentional!

The reason why he was not deceived down the cliff was entirely because he was too afraid of the darkness and was unwilling to move forward. No one told him, he was useless. He squatted in place and shouted, and finally exceeded the time limit. The housekeeper had no choice but to turn on the light...

"It should be a trick, so many people won't die."

Zhou Zesheng's fearful consciousness was pulled back by this sentence. He was about to take the opportunity to relax his nervousness, but unexpectedly Xiang Jiangming immediately finished shooting: "But there must be eyeballs inside. Zhou Ran, do you sing that song to me again?"

Zhou Ran hummed the nursery rhyme again without hesitation.

"The grapes are ripe, and the juice is flowing out..."

One of them was listening carefully and the other was singing seriously. Zhou Zesheng's hair was blown up, and ten thousand grass and mud horses were running by in his heart.

Who am I, where am I, why the hell am I here!

Finally, Prince Miller and the housekeeper walked into the horse farm together.

Prince Miller is dressed very grandly today, as if he is going to participate in a royal event. The top hat is decorated in complex and expensively. The bright red coat has a black double-breasted black belt, the black belt pinchs out a slender waist, the pair of riding boots under his feet is polished brightly, and a bit of a sick smile is hung on his fair skin.

He stood still, like a noble flower, politely owing to everyone.

"Oh my dear guests, why are you sitting so scattered? You won't see a wonderful performance like this. Come to me quickly."

His arm swept across the front row and signaled them to sit over. Despite this, no one moved as he wanted.

Obviously, no one wants to be the first to stand up.

Gao Kuan looked at the other two groups of people vigilantly. The lawyer and the child turned their heads to look at Zhou Ran and the others. Xiang Jiangming stared at the lawyer with a smile, and Zhou Ran turned his eyes to Prince Miller, not knowing what he was thinking.

Seeing that they were not moving, Prince Miller showed a look of grievance on his feminine and handsome face.

The purple-black eyes were stained with a layer of fog, almost crying: "I have prepared for half a month for the performance. Are you not willing to appreciate it even if you get closer?"

Zhou Ran looked at his eyes and faintly saw Tian Lele's charming expression. He dug down her eyes, put them in his own sockets, and then used such eyes to make a look of care.

Xiang Jiangming's low voice rang out: "He is indeed a demon, and only the demon knows how to disguise the most."

Others can't tell the disguise like this. Prince Miller is born with a handsome daffodil, and has a slightly drooping curve at the corners of his eyes. His every move is noble and gentle, making people feel admiration and pity at first glance.

Sure enough, the child couldn't help it anymore. He stood up and pulled the lawyer to walk forward.

Zhou Ran stood up.

Five people lined up in a row and sat in the nearest row to the fence. Zhou Ran was next to Xiang Jiangming and Zhou Zesheng on the left, and Su Ziwen and Lawyer on the right. Gao Kuan finally came over and sat next to Zhou Zesheng.

Prince Miller raised his hand, gently wiped away tears that had never existed before, and asked with a choking sob: "Do you really don't like this place?"

This is what I asked.

Who would like this place?

Is anyone willing to get up in the morning and get rid of flesh and blood by insects and turn it into a human skin?

"If this is the case, don't force it. There are a few carriages outside the castle, and you can take it to leave here."

Finally, Gao Kuan couldn't help but roared loudly: "Where can you go if you leave here? This castle is surrounded by human-eating monsters. Can I leave here by getting on a carriage?"
To be continued...