Little Lord's Dark Castle

The mentality of the twin ghosts is immature, and many things in memory are vague and unclear.

Chu Xin also half-asked and half-guessed, and roughly knew something about it.

This relic space serves as the laboratory of the Crazy Lich. He has stayed here for hundreds of years, building spaces, transforming undead, and conducting various experiments.

After the Crazy Lich was completed from this castle, it has never been here again. It has been thousands of years now, and it is very likely that it is over.

And the twin ghosts have been staying in this castle.

She didn't know the other side of herself. Chu Xin guessed that it was like a split personality disorder. She didn't know that she had multiple personalities at all, and the personalities didn't know each other's existence.

The twin ghosts are very curious about the outside world, but they are bound by the castle and cannot leave the castle.

Taking advantage of this, Chu Xin successfully added the twin ghosts to the territory at the cost of helping her escape from the shackles of the castle.

Under the witness of the Lord of Justice, the two parties signed a contract, and the twin ghosts counted their fingers together for a long time, and finally agreed on a time of 100 years.

She has been bound to the castle for more than 1000 years, and 100 years is nothing in comparison.

Chu Xin's contract conditions are also very loose, and there are not too many restrictions on the twin ghosts. They only list a few simple ones for the safety of the territory.

The evil side of the twin ghosts did not come out again this time, and it was also extremely urgent to think about it leaving the castle.

After signing the contract, Chu Xin took back the soul-binding spider web.

"Go, take me to see if there are any items worth taking away in the castle."

"Hmm." The twin ghosts seemed to be in a much lighter mood, and they floated ahead and led the way.

Chu Xin followed closely behind her, and the first place to go was the place where the Crazy Lich worked.

"Do you have a name?"

"The master used to call me Xiaomeng." The master the twin ghosts spoke of was the crazy lich. It knew nothing about its life, and it had been following the crazy lich in its memory since it was born.

She has always called the Mad Lich her master.

"Xiaomeng? Since you have a name, let's call you that in the future." Chu Xin didn't mention the other side of Xiaomeng, but in his heart, he quietly named the other side Nightmare, which is a distinction.

I don't know if Xiaomeng's contract is signed, and Nightmare's side can approve it, but the Lord of Justice has already certified it, so there should be no loopholes.

After walking with Xiaomeng for a while, I came to a huge basement room, which was very messy, with a lot of sundries piled up together, giving people the feeling of a utility room.

Xiaomeng said that this is where the Crazy Lich works, and he spends most of his time there.

Atfield didn't notice this basement room, and he seemed to have gone to the third floor at the moment.

Chu Xin ran to the workbench in the middle of the room. There were a lot of research instruments on it, which was a mess.

Xiaomeng explained: "This is the master's workbench. Every time he doesn't allow me to play in it, I only dare to come in after the master leaves."

Chu Xin picked up a conical flask-shaped vessel, with a thick layer of ash inside, and some black crystals could be vaguely seen at the bottom.

The experimental vessels next to them are all the same, buried in thick dust, many of them have been broken, and few of them are intact.

These utensils were not made of expensive materials, and the overall value was not very high. Chu Xin lost interest after looking at them for a while.

On the left side of the workbench, there is a row of bookshelves with a lot of books on them. They are almost a little tidy in this room.

research material?

This is a good thing. Chu Xin happily picked up a book and was about to take it out, but she didn't know that just touching the book, with a slight movement of her fingers, it was dented, and the whole book was turned into a pile of powder.

Thousands of years have passed, and the corrosion-resistant and weather-resistant experimental utensils may still be preserved, but the paper without special magic protection cannot be preserved for such a long time.

Unless the entire laboratory is like Ryan's magic laboratory, equipped with a magic circle for daily maintenance and cleaning, it is impossible to survive.

This entire bookshelf should be filled with the experimental data and research experience of the Crazy Lich, but all of them have been discarded.

Even the little golden man couldn't read any useful information.

This made Chu Xin feel very sorry. He was still very interested in the research notes of a legendary strong man.

The entire studio was quickly searched, and except for some useless experimental vessels and residues, no useful items were found.

Immediately afterwards, under Xiaomeng's leadership, Chu Xin went to the mad lich's rest room and study... and found nothing in the end.

Before the Crazy Lich left, he took all the valuable items with him, and what was left was some sundries and experimental data, which had been destroyed under the double erosion of death breath and time.

Atfield stood blankly in the hall of the castle. He had just come out of the Crazy Lich's workshop, and the whole bookshelf of books that was expected but out of reach made him almost crazy.

The greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment. At this moment, the necromancer's heart is about to collapse.

Chu Xin frowned. The entire castle had been searched, but the core of the space was not found. Then, there was only one possibility left, and that was Xiaomeng.

"Do you remember, did your master give you anything special when he left?" Chu Xin changed his questioning method.

The Crazy Lich has controlled this space. It is impossible that he does not have the core of the relic space in his hands, but he definitely did not take it away in the end, because the core of the space is always inside the space.

Judging from Xiaomeng's tone, the Crazy Lich is quite good to her. If she leaves, it is very likely that the core of this place will be placed on Xiaomeng.

That's why Chu Xin asked this question.

Hearing Chu Xin's words, Xiaomeng grabbed the pendant around her neck in doubt, "The only thing the master gave me was this."

Chu Xin had seen this pendant before, but Xiaomeng's body was a ghost body. He thought this pendant was also an item transformed together, but he didn't expect it to be a real entity.

Chu Xin's eyes lit up, there was something interesting, he suppressed the excitement in his heart, and asked, "Can you lend me a look?"

Xiao Meng hesitated, but finally untied it and handed it to Chu Xin.

"Hint, you get the space cornerstone, you get 300 exploration points, and the exploration speed increases by 10%."

"Reminder, the current exploration rate has reached 100%, and you have obtained the special item "Crazy Lich's Experimental Log"."

"Reminder, you have fully explored the Crazy Lich's laboratory and have its space cornerstone. You can choose to relocate this space to the territory. Do you want to relocate?"

The small stone covered with star patterns hanging on the pendant is the cornerstone of the entire relic space, that is, the core of the space.

After Chu Xin's fingers touched the cornerstone of the space on the pendant, a series of prompts came out, and his heart sank, and it was finally completed.

It was beyond Chu Xin's expectation that the relic space could be moved back to the territory. However, he did not choose to move immediately. The grass ball and the magic pattern mecha were still guarding outside, so he had to take them with him.

The biggest harvest of this trip has been obtained, and then there is only one problem, and that is how Xiaomeng can break free from the shackles of the castle.

Now that he agreed, Chu Xin must find a way to do it.

Chu Xin handed the pendant back to Xiaomeng, and gave Atfield the task of unbinding the castle, and told him that if he did it, there would be a surprise for him, the research experience on the crazy lich.

Atfield, who seemed to have lost his soul, felt as if he had been injected with chicken blood in an instant. He patted his chest and promised to be small, and just leave it to him.