Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

Chapter 4: Horror Basement

For the next week, everything went smoothly.

Because Emma and Mary are cute, they are still often called over by Lady Emilia to serve her, while Louis and Hayley secretly observe the structure of the manor during the time of exercise.

After returning home at night, they will gather together again to summarize the results.

After a few days, Emma found a large number of forks and iron tools that were obviously picked off from somewhere. Louis used these to quickly make props shaped like iron claws. Thanks to the various short videos in his previous life, although he often only collected them and did not watch them, all kinds of miscellaneous information still remained in his mind.

"I've looked at the yard. The northeast corner has a few trees for shade, and the wall is relatively low, so it's the best choice."

"Okay, then let's practice the human ladder again, and then start looking for an opportunity."

I have to say, for a group of kids to form a human ladder or something like that, there is absolutely no problem in terms of flexibility and weight, but it does look a bit funny.

Haley was the oldest and at the bottom, followed by Louis, then Emma, ​​and at the top was Mary. The four of them were staggering and often fell down, but even Mary didn't cry out.

After this kidnapping and beating, I did grow a little.

Time passed slowly and peacefully, and the plan went smoothly. Only occasionally, Emma and Haley would find Louis facing the wall, growling and cursing with a hideous look on his face, the words on his lips were completely different from their own language...

Forgive their limited vocabulary, but it is still hard to imagine how they came up with those vicious words that spread from the other party's mother to eighteen generations of ancestors.

It's absolutely terrifying!

Especially the youngest Mary, who looked at Louis with some fear in her eyes at this time.

……

Something special happened today.

night.

Not long after the four of them fell asleep, Haley, who was closest to the door, woke up suddenly, woke up Emma, ​​Louis and Mary, tiptoed to the door and listened.

Kalala... Kalala...

click!
crunch...

The sound of the door bolt turning is right across the street!

Then, there were faint footsteps that were difficult to hear and quickly disappeared.

"The Carola guys across the way ran away."

"They can actually pick locks?"

"What should we do now?"

"That's a good thing." Emma suddenly smiled.

The cute little face had a hint of a smile on it, but now it looked strangely dark.

"No matter how much we plan, it's not as good as someone else trying it all at once. If they manage to escape, they'll definitely leave traces. If they fail, it can also provide us with lessons."

"Now, we should go back to bed and wait for tomorrow."

Louis looked at Emma in surprise, then nodded without hesitation, "That's right."

Haley nodded after a brief hesitation. Only Mary was worried about the safety of Carola and others, but she could not say anything or do anything.

Fifteen minutes later.

Wowaaaaaah!!!

A shrill scream resounded throughout the entire manor, and everyone woke up instantly.

Louis and the other three also suddenly opened their eyes. They were not asleep.

Soon, the doors opened one by one, and Nuel took the children out one by one with a bad look on his face. Louis vaguely saw fresh blood on the other's cuffs, and his heart shuddered.

Oil lamps were burning in the hall.

In the center, four curled up children were groaning, their heavy breathing seemed to be fighting for air, like a broken bellows.

Emilia was wearing a nightgown and had an angry look on her face. When she saw everyone had arrived, her eyes rolled back.

An invisible force appeared. Boom!
The tearing low hum disappeared instantly, replaced by the fine sound of an extruder squeezing oil.

Grease, blood, fat...

vomit!
The sounds of vomiting, crying, and screaming came one after another.

"This is what happens when you run away, nine years old. As long as someone meets my standards, then everyone can live. Otherwise, just like them."

"Let's go, Noel."

Nuel helped Emilia slowly walk up the attic and towards the room.

After a while, everyone spontaneously returned to their rooms.

Sitting on the sofa, Louis looked grim.

That move just now was truly terrifying. We absolutely cannot confront it head-on! And how did they discover that Corolla and the other three had escaped? Without figuring this out, the rest of the plan couldn't be implemented.

Damn it, why are my cheats just some little tricks!

Forget it, it’s useless to think about these things. Since the opponent’s ability is so strong, you can’t take being pursued into consideration when escaping. You must be more cautious.

"Mary, how long will it take to find the hidden room?"

Mary, still in a daze, immediately responded, "Almost there. I've already done most of the calculations and can probably determine the approximate location."

"Okay, then let's put the first plan on hold and proceed with the second plan first."

Seeing that Louis could still make a decision and remain calm, the other three finally calmed down a little.

No one slept well that night.

……

The next day.

When Louis and others were cleaning the hall and the residue with mops, Mary suddenly tugged at the corner of his clothes.

Using the excuse of cleaning, and with Emma and Haley as cover, Mary pulled Louis to a corner of the attic and carefully walked into one of the rooms. "This is it. I calculated that the missing hidden room is in this location, but I can't find the door."

Louis' eyes quickly scanned the area and he said, "You go back first. You and Emma might be called by the old witch. It will be troublesome if she finds out you're not here."

"Are you alone? It's too dangerous." Mary was a little worried.

"Don't talk too much." Louis frowned.

Mary nodded aggrievedly and tiptoed out.

An ordinary room with a framed oil painting, a bed, a cabinet and a dressing table.

The space is limited, the items that can be placed are limited, and there are not many places to hide...

Louis narrowed his eyes, opened the wardrobe, nothing, felt under the bed, nothing.

Move the painting aside and a crude single-sliding door appears.

Louis smiled, "There really is a problem."

Then Louis took out a candle, lit it, and walked in.

Candles were also one of the things I had prepared these days. As for venturing in, I had already considered it before searching, so I naturally wouldn't hesitate when the time came.

The stairs led all the way down, and the environment was dark, illuminated only by the faint candlelight. But soon, electric lights appeared in front of us. The light was very faint, but it still illuminated the way.

Go down the stairs and turn a corner.

Louis finally saw the end, which was a small basement filled with all kinds of things!

More importantly, opposite this small basement is another staircase, and there is a faint light!

This could very well be another exit.

But before Louis could move forward, a hand suddenly stretched out from the ground at the basement door.

(End of this chapter)