Lord of Secrets

This is definitely not Guisi's ability... Damn... who else is secretly attacking me...

At this moment, many thoughts flashed through Kezibe's mind.

Guisi, who was about to die, suddenly became violent and revolted, and his actions were hindered. No matter how stupid Kezibe is, he still knows that someone secretly guided the current situation.

Because Kezibe believed that Guisi's blow to kill Nihuiji had exhausted all his strength and lost his ability to follow up. How could he continue to attack him?

After all, if Guis really wanted to kill Keqibe, he should have attacked Keqibe in one go at the moment he killed Nihuiji, instead of letting out his last breath and falling to the ground.

However, even though Kezibe had figured this out, it was difficult for him to react.

The desperate outburst of the "drowning man" was so fast that Kezibe couldn't react. Therefore, before Kezibe's fist landed, he was severely pierced through the abdomen and knocked into the gray wall.

The old house shook, dust flew away, and some broken soil fell down. Kezibe suddenly leaned forward and landed, revealing some cracked walls with large blood flowers blooming on them.

And Guisi's body gradually cracked, like a broken bottle that had been reassembled. Dense drops of blood oozed from his body, and then they gathered together and began to slowly flow around.

Kezibe died because those organs were shattered.

Guis also died because his body was almost broken.

After a few seconds of silence, a slim figure slowly walked out. She stepped lightly on the ground and walked forward, ignoring the misery on the ground.

After a while, she took out a box from the room and left here immediately.

Ban Laluo slowly walked out and stopped next to Guisi's body, holding a painting in his hand. Suddenly he saw something about to fall from the other person's arms.

Immediately, Ban Laluo took it out from the blood-stained clothes.

It was a photo that had been yellowed for a long time, and now it was stained with a little crimson.

Inside were a man and a woman, plus a boy of several years old. The photo was already a bit blurry. Immediately afterwards, Ban Laluo turned over the photo and saw the writing on the back:

"Endor...Binus...Jenovi Daemon."

After looking at it, Balaluo put it back into Guisi's arms. He had no intention of taking the photo away. Obviously, this photo had been lost in his thoughts. The best choice was to accompany Guisi's death. .

After briefly glancing at the ancient gold leaves on the ground, Ban Laluo immediately looked away.

When he came to Nihuiji's body, Balaluo removed the other party's mask, then was silent for a while, and whispered: "Nihuiji... and Talido?"

Putting the mask back on, Balaluo gently shook the scroll in his hand and left here immediately.

…

Ban Laluo put the scroll in his hand on the table, and then said softly: "It doesn't have to be my turn to take action tonight."

"Have things changed?" Hearing this, Ubermo was a little confused. He did not take the scroll directly, but asked, but the movements of his hands did not decrease.

Ban Laluo watched the other party pour the boiling water into the cup with the tea bag on it, and then said: "Guisi has been hiding for many years, and just when Ni Huiji came to the door, Guisi exploded and killed him."

"Nihuiji... Baron..." Ubermore whispered.

From Ban Laluo's words, we can know that the mastermind of child trafficking is Ni Huiji.

However, Umbermo had a vague feeling that the matter was not that simple and that there should be a follow-up, so he did not say anything and waited for Balaluo to continue.

"Guisi is the 'Drowning Man'. The fate of Ni Huiji's subordinate is a bit unclear. After all, he was punched to death by Guisi just as he was about to make a move. However, it can be judged that he is a powerful extraordinary person."

Prajna did not stay there for too long and did not collect their special items because it was not necessary. Instead, taking it away may really lead to some unnecessary things.

Caution is necessary.

"Tell me about the whole process first. You sound a little tired when you talk like this." Ubermo picked up the cup, felt the slightly warm temperature, and said immediately.

After hearing this, Ban Laluo thought for a moment and organized his speech: "Guisi and a group of people first handed over the children, and then put the boxes obtained from the transaction in the room. Then, Guisi went to the house I met Nihuiji and his subordinate Kezibei and killed Nihuiji with the explosion of 'Drowning Man' at the moment when he presented the gift."

Ubermo remembered that Guis was already very old. Even if he was a transcendent, he was already close to death at this moment.

Immediately afterwards, Balaluo's deep and thick voice preached again: "Faced with Kezibe's angry attack, Guisi was already ready to die, but Talido secretly influenced them, and eventually both of them died at the same time."

"Talidor?" Ubermore asked.

His mind instantly recalled the woman he saw at Bui's coming-of-age ceremony. Ubermo remembered that the other party was Nihuiji's wife, but now it seemed that Talido was also a little cruel!

Ban Laluo nodded and said: "That's Talido."

Ubermo didn't ask any more questions about this issue, but just asked: "You should have rescued those children! So, does Talido have anything to do with this matter?"

Indeed, after Ban Laluo left the group, he followed them first, placed the children in the wine barrels, and waited until everything was over before arranging them.

"It should have nothing to do with this matter."

Then, Panlalo said: "After they all died, Tarido took the box. But the scroll in the box was taken away by me a long time ago. After she left, I found a photo on Guis."

"It shows a man and a woman, holding a boy, and their names are written behind them, Endo Damon, Bidora Damon, and Genovi Damon."

Ubemo took a sip of the hot tea, and his stomach felt warm. He had never heard of these names, and they were just ordinary people's names.

"Then I left directly, smelling the other party's scent, and followed to Nihuiki's home, but did not find any evidence of Tarido's involvement."

Suddenly, Ubemo said: "Does it smell good?"

Panlalo was stunned for a moment, and then answered honestly: "It's a bit pungent, like those rats in the dark ditch."

Ubemo looked at Panlalo, wondering how the other party could tell the difference. It really impressed him.

At this time, Panla Luo frowned and continued: "I was wrong, it should be a rat in heat."

Ubemo drank the tea in one gulp, without any care, and just whispered: "Becoming a 'whisperer' means talking more? Why do I feel a little more mocking?"

"I just liked to communicate with Xiaola before, and I felt uncomfortable when I opened my mouth, but now, I think there is nothing wrong with talking, but the key is to control your ability." Panla Luo suddenly explained.

Fortunately, Ubemo didn't intend to waste more words on this issue, looking at Panla Luo and said: "Panla Luo, Tarido is not a simple woman."

Ubemo just mentioned it briefly.

Panla Luo didn't say much when he heard this, but was silent for a while, as if thinking.

...

Panla Luo left, Ubemo took the scroll back to the room, and then slowly opened the scroll.

...

The girl curled up in the soft quilt, but kept trembling, as if she was afraid of something.

Suddenly, the girl broke free from the quilt, covered her ears with her hands, and her lips kept closing, as if she was venting something.

But Ubemo could not hear her voice.

In the dim room, something was moving on the black shadow, as if a monster was living in the darkness and was constantly surging.

The girl staggered to the door, and her hands kept tearing at the solid door wall, but after a long time, it was in vain, and her fingers were more red.

The black shadow monster seemed to be behind the girl, constantly threatening and playing with her, but not taking the next step.

It seemed to be full of bad taste.

Ubemo could not see her face clearly, but he could feel the girl's helplessness and panic, even madness.

After a long time, the girl collapsed on the ground, as if she had fainted.

...

The picture ended, Ubemo closed his eyes and sighed slightly.

Then, according to the first method, he tried to shine the candlelight diagonally on half of the oil painting.

Soon, the painting became clear.

It was a monster made of countless shadows, and at the edge of darkness, there was a trembling girl with her head buried in her legs. And those slender fingers were a little scary, revealing some finger bones, and blood marks appeared on the legs that were put together.

Ubermo didn't know what secrets these paintings hid, so he could only put them away temporarily, putting away the painting he named "Invasion of Shadows".

...

Horus had inquired that Forna would hold his birthday party at 8 o'clock tomorrow night, and many nobles would attend.

The location was Nahapin Manor, where he thought it was very likely that the children were hidden.

This was a great opportunity. Although the secret security was a little tighter, it was easier to blend in. Even if his action failed, and once this matter was exposed, Forna's enemies would definitely not be stingy to use this opportunity to drag Forna into the water.

In short, Horus felt that tomorrow night was his chance to rescue those children, and he was even considering whether to directly reveal Forna's true face.

After all, it was not enough to just rescue those children!

As long as Forna was alive, those children would not be able to live safely. Horus did not think that he could escape Forna's revenge with a group of children.

So after thinking for a while, Horus decided to take this opportunity to drag Forna into the water in one fell swoop.

However, how to enter the Nahapin Manor was a serious problem. He definitely did not have an invitation.

After a moment, Horus made a bold decision and used his ability to sneak in directly. He only needed to wear the clothes of those nobles, plus his appearance, he could confuse them.

After all, after entering the manor, no one knew whether he was invited or not.