Chapter 39: The Good Show of Santa Rosalia's Day (Underground)

When the cool cold wind blows head-on, the feeling that is different from usual, even the most daring person, is a little strange.
The wind in the crypt is smooth and not depressing. It is obviously ventilated with the ground, but even so, the coldness and the high and low screams in the wind are still disturbing.
The torch was swayed and could not be shaken, and made a cry, the front was always black, it seemed that something would come out from there at any time.
A seemingly heavy iron door blocked the way, but the door was a cover-up. From the messy footprints on the ground, it can be seen that someone had just entered from there not long ago.
The bald man walking in front licked his lips, handed the torch to the person next to him, carefully pushed the door with the sword in one hand, and a heavy friction sounded, the door only moved slightly but was not pushed away, bald head The man simply leaned his whole body up and pushed his shoulders against the iron gate.
The sound of the door shaft moving makes people feel strange, everyone is tense, and as the iron door slowly pushes open, the first thing that catches the eye, makes everyone surprised.
A figure was standing in the doorway, and the large empty clothes could not help but flutter in the wind, and the whole body dangled. When the fire shone on his face, people saw the strange brown bones. The jaw bones of missing teeth are exposed under the empty dark eye sockets and triangular nostrils.
This is a skeleton that has been completely dried.
"God, what is this," the bald man can't stop drawing a cross on his chest. He is a mercenary. In this era, he means to make money entirely by killing and selling his life. He has seen many people who just died or died for a long time. Many people were killed by his own hands, but the strange skeleton in front of him made him feel terrified. "Aren't we in hell?"
"This is not hell," although Alexander was also taken aback by the bone, but after all, he was already prepared. He walked up and took a closer look, and found that the hand of the bone was slightly lifted, as if pointing in a certain direction, along Looking at his pointed phalanx, he saw a line of words engraved on the wall: "From here, to witness death."
As the torch was raised and the crypt was gradually illuminated, people's eyes grew wider and wider, and fear spread over everyone.
A long archway with an arch on top slanted and extended deep into the underground. On the walls on both sides of the crypt, numerous indentations with vertical and horizontal holes were cut out. In these caves, large and small, one Skulls of corpses wearing various styles of clothing stand or lie in the flash of torches. The eyes of the black hole are staring at the intruder strangely, and the big open mouth with teeth seems to make a creepy laugh at any time. .
That's it. Alexander secretly told himself that he knew he was right. He looked at the footprints on the ground that had been stepping on the dust for many years. He nodded to the people behind him and whispered: "We continue to go Go, but you have to be prepared, there may be a fierce battle. "
"We are not afraid of fighting against people, but if it is a devil or some other heresy, this is not what we should do," a mercenary panted, but his big face was nervous. "This How could there be so many dead people, and no one knows what else is inside. "
"What the is this," Osbourne also turned pale, and now he really regrets why he volunteered to do this errand. He is suitable for wandering between the noble master and the noble lady. Han Mao stood upright "Those who came here seriously?"
"Trust me," Alexander knew that he had to insist on not being ambiguous at this time, otherwise these mercenaries might fall apart. "Do you think those people are more brave than you? If they dare to come in, it means they are not afraid, and They should have mercenaries like you. Why do you think they are willing to get into this place? "
"God, it's gold," a mercenary suddenly whispered. He walked to a wooden frame. Although his clothes were old and discolored, he still looked very expensive in front of the corpse. He reached out and carefully lifted the corpse carefully. Slowly took off a string of shiny crosses from his bones "This is pure gold."
Because of his words, everyone could not help being refreshed, and the eyes of these desperate men began to glow, and their greed for wealth made them forget the horror scene almost instantly.
"If you only meet this gold, then stay," Alexander said in time, he deliberately dismissed these greedy soldiers. "There is real wealth in front, of course, those are not yours."
"What are we waiting for, don't let those take advantage of it," the bald man whispered first, his words resonated, and the mercenaries were completely blinded by wealth at this time, and they scrambled to walk in, even Someone didn't care if he knocked down the mummy around him.
"Let our people be more careful, maybe there will be some trouble behind," Alexander whispered to Osborne, seeing the tailor turned back to see the palace guards he brought, he patted Osborne's shoulder and After the mercenary, he walked deep into the crypt.
The wind in the crypt is getting louder and louder, and sometimes there is even a bright light shining in from somewhere, this is the moonlight leaking in through the ventilation holes.
Suddenly, the mercenaries walking in front stopped one after another, and they wandered around in situ, seemingly catching something that they could not see, and at the same time a look of fear appeared on their faces.
Then, Alexander heard the weird sound mixed in the wind.
It seemed like a scream, it seemed to be crying, as countless innocent souls suddenly came out of the ground, the sounds were wrapped in the wind and wafted everywhere in the crypt. For a time, people's eyes were wide open, their faces were full of fear, and the hand holding the weapon was shaking Shivering constantly.
"What sound is this, what happened?"
Osbourne was also frightened by the sudden sound. He grabbed the tape measure on his chest and leaned toward the wall with a trembling motion, but suddenly felt his shoulders sink, he turned slowly when he saw a The corpse of the woman in the long skirt was behind him, and when its dry hand bone was resting on her shoulder, the tailor was about to scream in horror, and was pressed back by Alexander, who quickly covered his mouth with his hand.
Alexander's scalp also felt a little numb. Although he didn't believe in ghosts, the sound was indeed too weird and terrifying. He sweated on his forehead and listened carefully. When he gradually heard the direction of the sound, he began to feel strange.
A flash of red or yellow flashed through a vent hole above the head, and then more of this bright light appeared frequently, and the disturbing sound became louder and louder.
"It's outside, something seems to be happening on the street," Alexander finally said, whispering to the mercenaries who still looked at each other, "Are you going to be stupid here or keep going forward?"
"If there is gold?" The bald man asked.
"Then half of you."
Understood his thoughts, Alexander promised to come down without thinking. Only he knew what would happen below. Seeing that the crypt had almost reached the end, he knew that the next real test.
Before Michelangelo gave him the drawings, Alexander did not know that he had made a so-called empirical mistake.
Because of his memory of the later city of Palermo, he took it for granted that Fischer was looking for the catacombs of the Capuchin monastery, which used to make Alexander feel strange.
He did n’t understand that the French old man was so expensive, what he was looking for in the tomb, and even if these things were precious, they could be compared with the current situation, so that the Duke of Orleans would not hesitate to disguise himself in disguise. .
Know that France is now fighting against the Italian city-state alliance, and Sicily is on the side of the alliance. At this time, once disguised Orleans is seen, it will inevitably become an important bargaining chip for the alliance against France.
Perhaps the Dukes of the city-states who are afraid of the power of France may not dare to treat Orleans, but the king of Sicily is Ferdinand of Aragon, and his wife is the famous Isabella. If the couple is determined to be reconciled If France is tough, Orleans's ending will not be so good.
For this reason, Alexander did not understand the purpose of the French.
But with the drawings in hand, I can see from the pictures that those still exist today, but in later generations, due to years of disrepair or natural disasters, many places that have been unrecognized, combined with what he knows about the city, Alexander Confirmed his findings.
The catacombs of the Capuchin are just an entrance in the underground labyrinth of Palermo. The French people have painstakingly sought out, but they are actually in the deeper part of the catacombs.
As for where that place leads, Alexander has guessed how much.
The end of the tomb is vaguely visible. It is slightly wider than other places. There are more eccentric corpses in the hollows carved in the walls, or they are hung on the walls by wooden supports.
There is no way ahead.
Everyone couldn't help looking at Alexander. They were disappointed in addition to their doubts, especially those mercenaries.
"Where are those people, and where is the gold you said?" The bald man looked around. "What's the matter?" He thumped the wall hard, but there was a muffled noise, and there was obviously no organ in the wall. .
The mercenaries began to clamor. In the monastery, they had no one except the gatekeeper. It was obvious that those people had entered this catacombs.
But now that the tomb has reached its end, the traces of those people are missing, which makes people feel even more horrified.
Because of the uneasiness, people's faces are full of doubts. Under the torch, everyone feels that something seems to be approaching quietly. Originally, because of the confusion of fear and the desire to make money, they became very keen and excited. At this time, they turned into disappointment. People's eyes became fierce, and anger appeared in everyone's eyes.
Someone's eyes turned to those mummies, although the jewels on the bones were not decorated with much gold, when they still showed a greedy look.
"What are they going to do?" Osborne murmured. He actually understood what was going to happen, but he was really reluctant to think about it, and his mood was so bad at the moment.
Because of Peillon ’s death, his position in Miyazaki ’s heart has been shaken. If it is not a desperate guarantee, a major conspiracy will be discovered, and because of the fear that there are Alfonso among the Aragon soldiers, Miyazaki struggles to encourage Miyazaki to take out his pocket He paid the money to find these mercenaries. He was probably angry with some husbands and creditors in his tailor shop.
Osborn put everything he had on this operation, but now looking at the solid walls and the horrible mummy, he felt that he was really ruined this time.
What if this young man is Modillo, even as legend says, he is the son of King Enrique, what is the use now?
Facing a group of mercenaries who became violent and brutal because of disappointment, even the king would be terrified.
Looking at those people's bold eyes, Osborne knew that they would soon start looting the mummy, and then when they could not be satisfied, they would transfer their anger to both of them.
The tailor moved her body in fright, but she met Alexander, who was staring at the mummy on the wall.
"Explore the secrets of life and death ..."
Whispered to himself, he remembered the sentence on the last page of the record he had read about Santa Rosalia's resident in the monastery.
Alexander did not believe that those people would disappear out of thin air. If there must be an explanation, it should be logical and reasonable.
Suddenly, a mercenary pulled hard, not only broke a necklace hanging on the mummy, but also collapsed the mummy that was fixed to the wall, and a pile of bones wrapped in shrivelled brown skin crooked and crooked. In the corner.
In this way, on the wall shone by the torch, a character that was originally blocked by the mummy and appeared quite strange appeared.
"What is this?" The mercenary raised his torch and looked at it, then immediately retreated in fear. "God, it's a curse. This place is cursed by the devil."
His words immediately caused confusion, and people stopped their hands and looked at the grotesque text on the bare wall tightly with their arms tight.
"It turns out this way."
Alexander whispered again, but this time his voice was full of surprise and affirmation, and then he walked straight to a mummy half-covered in the wall of the wooden coffin under the stunned eyes of everyone, and reached into the big bone. Open mouth.
"what are you doing?!"
Tailor exclaimed to stop, but was pulled by the bald mercenaries.
"Explore the secrets of life and death ..." Alexander looked back at the soldiers, and after making a careful gesture, he suddenly pulled hard!
The body of the mummy half hidden in the wall suddenly planted forward!
"All you need is courage!"
With Alexander's next sentence, a dark hole in the tomb behind the mummy suddenly appeared!
Almost at the same time as the opening of the cave, a black shadow flashed from the cave with a flash of light.
"Be careful," the alert bald man slammed Alexander aside with his shoulder. At the same time, his sharp fighting sword first picked up the enemy's weapon upwards, and then stabs along the enemy's sword.
The mouth of the attacker was forcibly blocked by the bald man, and the person slid softly, twitching, and there was no movement.
"You killed him," another mercenary grumbled dissatisfiedly. "We should ask what's going on in this bastard. There are many of them."
"If you want to make a fortune, don't be afraid of danger," said the bald man, glancing at Alexander. "If you let us continue to walk in, you have to increase your weight. I want your 70%."
"Liucheng, no discussion, UU reading www.uukanshu.com." Alexander just looked at the hole. "They sent this person to stay here. It seems that everyone is working. If you are still delayed, you may have nothing." "
"The stingy Sicilian," cursed his bald head, and waved to the companions behind him. "Be careful, the guys don't seem to be irritating."
Going down the hole, another scene made everyone secretly startled. When they walked through the narrow and came to the basement, which was filled with various tools like an execution room, they looked at the center of the room. The iron frame covered with spots and stains was empty, and even the bold mercenaries felt some inexplicable fear.
"Where is this place?" Osborne's hand shook slightly, looking at the weird tools and the terrible iron bed, he didn't even dare to guess what had happened here.
"This is the place where Santa Rosa once stayed. She used to study the Black Death here with those of the Capuchins."
"You mean ..." Osborne did not dare to say the following.
Alexander nodded, and who behind the saint knew what it was like and how terrible it would be.
"How is this going?"
The voice of the bald mercenary came, and Alexander looked at it, and then he couldn't help but stunned.
On the other side of the basement, there are two diametrically opposite exits. From the footprints on the ground, those people obviously divided into two teams.
"It seems that today is your lucky day," looking at the messy footsteps that branched to both sides, Alexander said to the bald mercenaries, "You are about to make a fortune."
Bald head looked at Alexander with some doubt, he really didn't know what this young man was thinking.
"They didn't just go to the cathedral," Alexander said. "They also went to the palace."