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But one thing Hassan was so sure of was that he knew he was still haunted by the curse, whether it was a dream or not

Because since he woke up, he has been faintly hearing that music in his ears, without interruption!

Outside, the sunlight came through the crack in the door, and Hasson opened the door, and it was already dawn outside, and the sunlight was shining all over the corridor, and the abundant light calmed Hasson's mood, and he washed up a little, and left the hotel after settling the bill, and returned to the outside of the Doon house.

Knocking on the door, the old woman Caitlin Doon opened the door, and when she saw Hasen, she did not have any surprised expression, as if she had expected him to return, and invited Hasen into the house without saying anything.

Settled Hasen in the living room, Caitlin Doon went to pour coffee, Hasen looked around at the old mansion, the house had been in disrepair for many years, the interior decoration looked dilapidated, the white walls were covered with black mold, the wood furniture revealed a smell of decay, Hason looked at the mold spots on the wall, and suddenly remembered the scene in last night's dream, and couldn't help but shudder.

There are few decorations in the old house, there is a painting hanging on the front of the living room, which is also corroded by mold, on the mottled canvas, you can vaguely see that it is a family of four, a man and a woman The faces of two adults are covered by black mold, and they can't see their faces clearly, and there is a little girl standing next to them, only the little girl next to the lady can still recognize the appearance, and the girl next to the man can also not see the appearance clearly, but from the clothes and hairstyles that the two girls can distinguish, this seems to be a pair of twins.

The old woman, Caitlin, came over with a coffee tray, and Hassan stood up to help, and with the eye of an antique hunter, he was keenly aware that the silver coffee tray was at least fifty years old.

"From the moment you said you listened to the music box, I knew you were coming to me!" said the old woman, Caitlin, as she took a sip of her coffee and said in a hoarse voice.

"The music box!" Hasson suddenly found that the music that had been ringing in his ears since entering Doon's mansion had abruptly stopped, and no longer appeared, "Is there really some kind of curse?

"That's a demon's whisper!" the old woman shook her head

"Devil's whisper?!" Hasen broke out in a cold sweat, the word seemed more terrifying than "curse"!

"Father is a historian and explorer!" the old woman looked at the painting in the living room, showing a look of remembrance, "The ancestor of our family was one of the first people to discover the soul stone vein in Santa Fe, and Santa Fe was also established with the help of the ancestors, and by my father's generation, the wealth of the family no longer needed to be maintained by my father himself, so he became an explorer, and spent his life chasing the secrets of the emergence of the Ten Peaks and the Great Rift, trying to explore the source of the world!"

"He organized an expedition to explore the depths of the Ten Peaks, and during one of his adventures, the expedition found a monument, and found a passage on the wall of the monument, and the historians of the expedition translated it and found that it was a scarlet verse, and the musicians of the expedition adapted this scarlet phrase into a piece of music, and the tragedy came!"

"When my father came back, he made the music into a music box and gave it to me as a birthday present, and soon after, my father killed my mother and sister with a gun, never listen to the music box, it was a devil's whisper, and after my father said this to me, he committed suicide!".

Caitlin Doon told these stories in a very flat tone, as if she were telling someone else's story, but Hasson listened with horror.

"A few years after my father's death, a monk from the monastery came to the door, and after the expedition team got the scarlet sentence, they passed by the monastery on the way home, and it happened that the monastery held a musical festival, and the musicians in the expedition team played this music, and when my father's expedition left the monastery the next day, they did not know that a tragedy had happened in the monastery, and all the people who listened to the music went crazy, and only a few people survived!"

"The surviving monks knew that it was the music that caused the tragedy, and after years of searching, the monk finally found me, but my father had died, and the monk said that he had found a way to seal the music box and took it with him!

"What happened to him, monk?" asked the old woman.

"I don't know!" the old woman shook her head, "he did not appear again, and not long after he took the music box, the monastery sent me a letter, in which they told me that the monk was missing, but he left me a letter!".

The old woman placed a yellowed letter in front of Hassen, "The monk wrote in the letter how to seal the music box, but he and the music box are missing, so there is no way to determine if this method works!"

"Take it!" the old woman pushed the envelope in front of Hasson, "that's all I can do for you." "

Hassan took the envelope in his hand, and instead of opening it in a hurry, asked, "Ma'am, I wonder if you have ever heard music?"

"Yes!" the old woman nodded and smiled, "but nothing bad has ever happened to me, and perhaps I am favored by God!"

The old woman spoke, closing her eyes and muttering to herself, praying earnestly.

After a short prayer, the old woman got up and left, and after a while she came back with the music box, and when Hasan saw it, she jumped up like a viper spitting letters at him.

"I hope you succeed!" the old woman placed the music box in front of Hassan.

Hasson hesitated for a long time before he took the music box into his arms, and he put away the letter left by the monk and thanked the old woman.

"If you can seal it successfully, I hope you can tell me the result!" the old woman said lightly.

Hassan gestured and left the Doon Mansion with the music box in his arms.

As he left the confines of Doon's house, the damn music was in his ears again, and the music box seemed to be moving on its own.

Hasan endured the idea of being driven crazy by the music, and ran back to the hotel last night with the music box, the erosion of the music became more and more intense, and he knew that he couldn't go back to Samsara Town and find a way to seal it, so he could only deal with it nearby!

Back in the same room last night, Hasson returned to the room, locked the door, and then tied the music box with a rope to stop it from functioning on its own.

He couldn't wait to open the letter left by the monk, and time had eroded the letter, but fortunately, the writing was still clear on the yellowed letterhead.