Mason Xuan and the Mirror of Mystique Chapter 78

The ceiling of this room is extraordinarily high, more than half a foot higher than an ordinary gate house.

There is a threshold in front of the door, but there are many twisted characters engraved on the edge of the threshold, and some nails are driven into the corners. The entire wooden threshold is not known to have been splashed with blood, or maybe it is simply soaked in blood. After being soaked, the color of the wood is extremely dark and always a little damp. It exudes the smell of blood and rust that has lasted for many years. It is looming in the corpse gas that fills the room, which is a bit nauseating.

There are no ordinary wide wooden windows on both sides of the house. There are only two ventilation windows on the top of the extremely high wall, which look like two narrow holes.

Because the transom is too narrow, there is little light in the room, and it is always dark and damp. A stranger would feel extremely uncomfortable just by getting closer, let alone being able to see clearly what is inside the room.

Xavier Xue frowned, raised his hand and slapped his nose twice. Finding that it was of no avail, he could only hold his breath silently with his face paralyzed. He glanced around and saw a sign hanging on both sides of the door. However, it had been so old that it was already mottled with arms and legs missing.