NOVPUBChapter 927: 446 Silver Ring_1 Chapter 927: 446 Silver Ring_1 Three hundred years…
This number was enough to make one’s blood run cold.
A cool breeze whispered in the wind, Dallyn was sweating cold on her back.
Aubree Groove gently touched the mummy’s forehead with her delicate index finger, her eyebrows furrowed.
A strong resentment lingered in the air.
“Mistress.” Dallyn gingerly walked over, her eyes closed, fearing to look at the mummy.
“We…
...
we should call the police.”
Aubree didn’t respond.
She was silently muttering an incantation, her ethereal voice echoed within the oppressive and cold confines of the room.
Gradually, Dallyn started to feel a bit more calm.
The cell was eerily cold, an unbearable musty smell hung in the air.
A horror worse than any horror film, the mummy with a terrifying face.
Amid Aubree’s bright, ethereal incantation, it was as though a warm, comforting hand was calming their nerves, dissipating the fear.
When the incantation ended, Dallyn couldn’t help but ask, “Mistress, what were you chanting?”
“The Rebirth Mantra.”
Upon hearing Aubree’s calm response, Dallyn subconsciously shivered.
It was as if invisible eyes were watching her, the feeling was incredibly terrifying.
“Mis…
Mistress, please don’t scare me.”
Aubree shook her head, her expression full of compassion, “Life and death are impermanent, all phenomena are empty of inherent existence.
Due to a single thread of clinging, one cannot achieve reincarnation.”
“May the Buddha have mercy, Amen.”
A gust of wind brushed past her ear, something seemed to stir in the silence.
Dallyn’s eyes bulged with fear, just now, under the light of her phone, she had witnessed the mummy’s mouth opening.
Dallyn covered her mouth with both hands, her whole body trembling.
Gideon Moore staggered, wishing he could fly away right then and there.
Aubree, unfazed, reached out and took something out of the mummy’s mouth with two fingers.
From that day on, Dallyn’s admiration for Aubree was as endless as a river.
Gideon didn’t get a clear look at what it was.
Before he could ask, Aubree had already spoken, “Take off your coat.”
Gideon realized she was talking to him and obediently took off his coat.
Honestly, the terror this young girl in front of him inspired was far greater than that of the centuries-old corpse.
Aubree took Gideon’s coat and draped it over the mummy.
Only then did she rise to her feet and walk away.
The whole cell was semi-circular, split into eight separate cells.
In the middle of the room were various torture instruments, all rusty and covered in dust.
Aubree returned the way she came and said to Dallyn, “Go and call the police, tell Mr.
Madon Linggo everything about this place, but don’t cause a panic.”
“Butler Moore, you go with Dallyn.”
“But Mistress…”
Aubree didn’t look back as she walked back down the left passage.
The two of them really couldn’t be of much help, and might even slow her down.
Thus, they obediently left the cave.
As they sucked in the fresh air outside, Dallyn felt like she had been reborn.
Casually, Gideon asked, “I saw Mistress pull something out of the corpse’s mouth.
Did you get a good look at what it was?”
Dallyn shot him a wary look before breaking into a grin, “The lighting was too dim, I couldn’t really see.”
“But Butler Moore, I heard that your family has been managing the Dreamy Villa for generations.
How could you not know about a dungeon hidden within its grounds?
I feel like that person died a wrongful death.
It might even be related to a centuries-old case.”
Butler Moore chuckled, “Miss Dallyn, don’t be ridiculous.
Just as Mistress said, that person has been dead for at least three hundred years.
This is not a case for homicide, but for archaeology.”
“Three hundred years ago…” Dallyn began counting on her fingers.
“Wasn’t it still a feudal dynasty back then?
Nowadays is better, with a comprehensive legal system, no one can trifle with human life with impunity.”
Just as she finished speaking, an automated voice announced from her phone that service was unavailable.
Dallyn looked at her phone screen, only then realizing she had no signal.
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On the other side, Aubree was making her way alone through the pitch-dark cave.
The path on the left was even narrower than the one on the right, barely enough to fit one person.
Aubree, being tall, was forced to bow her head slightly to avoid hitting the ceiling.
If one were even a bit overweight, they wouldn’t be able to pass.
A soft “pitter-patter” echoed as stray droplets fell on Aubree’s face and forehead.
In the silence, these sounds were exceptionally clear.
The sudden feeling of weightlessness caused Aubree’s heart to tighten.
She quickly stretched out a hand to grab onto the cave wall.
Her other hand aimed her phone’s light at the ground beneath her feet – an abyss, inky black and seemingly infinite, like a beast’s gaping maw, constantly waiting to swallow someone whole.
