I Forged the Myth of the Old Ones

The old housekeeper didn't dare to say anything, he could only watch Xi Ya and Lu Juan quickly eat up the whole enshrined chicken, and they were full of wine and food.

The two of them didn't stay idle after eating, they began to study the coffin.

"We need to examine the remains."

Lu Jian said to the old butler, and added another sentence.

"Don't worry, I won't eat it."

He and Shia exchanged glances, and immediately lifted the lid of the coffin.

Moving the heavy wood away, the two took a look inside.

In the coffin, there was no body.

===637.Where did you go===

There was nothing in the pure black coffin.

No Browning corpses, no monsters, tentacles, slime, slime, zombies that move when they hear the music, or whatever.

It was empty inside, like new.

Lu Jian removed the cover and saw the whole coffin clearly.

He reached in and shook it to make sure it wasn't some transparent person lying there.

Fingers rubbed against the inner wall of the coffin, but Lu Jian didn't feel any liquid attached to the coffin.

No one ever lay in.

Lu Yi looked at the old housekeeper.

"No, I don't know, I really don't know"

The old butler looked astonished. He had never seen such a battle before. He hurriedly looked into the coffin, but he couldn't see his master.

"I clearly remember, how could it be that the master was indeed put in at that time?"

The old housekeeper felt that his decades of cognition had been challenged.

The body was gone.

Lu Jian and Shia looked at each other.

"It seems like we overlooked one thing in the first place."

Lu Bian said.

At the beginning of the mission, they thought that Browning was dead, and what was left here was a corpse, so they ignored a possibility.

That is, Browning is not dead, and has been active in this Stormy Mountain Villa.

The extra person was not Byron, but Browning.

However, how did Browning avoid the eavesdropping of "The Seeker's Soul"?

Lu Jian didn't hear Browning's inner activities in this mansion, so he didn't notice it before.

Thinking about it now, is this a bit outrageous?

If Browning hadn't died, there would be no way to talk about the night of calling the soul. It's a fart that the soul didn't even come out.

Lu Jian’s mission is to survive until the end of the night of summoning souls, which means that they will one day discover the truth about Browning’s coffin, whether it’s the first day, the second day, or the ninth day, no wonder the tampering of knowledge is so small.

Therefore, Lu Jian thought that this task probably has more than one branch line and a way to the answer.

Or in other words, all the clues they have come into contact with now are the pieces of the puzzle that can finally survive the night of the soul?

Now there is only one big problem.

That's where Browning went.

However, just when Lu Jian was thinking that he might be looking for Browning for a while, and seeing the evocation night approaching little by little, he heard a coughing sound.

"Cough cough."

On the other side of the hall, where there was no one just now, there was a person sitting at the moment.

He has gray temples, but he does not look old, like a 40-year-old mature man.

He was wearing an old and loose suit, was leaning on a cane, and had a kind smile on his face. Anyone who looked at him would think that he was an ordinary old man who knew his destiny.

But Lu Jian recognized him at a glance, after all, the black and white portrait was still hanging on the other side.

This is Browning.

"The progress of your investigation is much faster than I expected. I thought you would not find out about it until at least the seventh or eighth day."

Browning's tone was steady, and the wind suddenly blew up outside the window, causing the windows to slam heavily, thunder roared, and the lightning reflected the entire bleak hall. In the flickering candlelight, Browning's eyes were as deep as The endless abyss seemed to have light flickering in it.

"It was beyond my expectation that you found Byron. How did you find out that he was locked in a wine barrel?"

Browning asked unhurriedly. At this moment, he is not like a person who should die, but more like a teacher asking questions to students, calm and confident.

"We have some extraordinary items, we can detect Gothe's corpse, and from here we found something in the underground wine cellar."

Lu Juan replied, he signaled Shia not to do it first, because something told Lu Juan that Browning was not something they could deal with, or in other words, the person sitting in front of them now might not be the original Browning who was a mortal , but some kind of higher existence.

"Extraordinary item?"

Browning looked at Lu Jian carefully, as if thinking at the same time.

"This Rainstorm Villa is suppressing certain existences by relying on the paintings of the ancient capital. I want to know, are you the one who was suppressed, or the one responsible for the suppression?"

While the other party was silent, Lu Jian asked.

"I came here because I wanted to deal with the problems here. Unexpectedly, you almost unearthed all the deepest secrets in this Rainstorm Villa."

Browning didn't answer Lu Jian's words, but murmured to himself.

"It seems that detectives are indeed unreliable. They always have a curiosity that is different from ordinary people, and they always want to explore the truth of the incident. They will never believe in the happy ending on the surface, and they will only dig out the cruelest truth with their own hands."

"So, you are the one who was suppressed."

Lu Jian quickly understood what Browning meant from his words.

"Suppression? Not to mention."

Browning smiled, but there was no smile on his face.

"I still can't turn to that one to suppress me. The reason why I stay here is because I fear those who really walk on the earth."

"Existence that really walks on the earth? You mean, there is a real awakened god in waste?"

Lu Bian became interested.

He guessed before that the biggest feature of the abandoned capital may be that there are gods who are truly awakened and walk on the earth, just like the countless eyes he saw. Now, from Browning's words, Lu Jian's guess Maybe it's true.

"It is lucky to have a walking god, at least it is difficult for visitors from a foreign land to pollute the residents of this foreign land, but it is unfortunate to have such a god, because his existence alone will create pollution. "

The corners of Browning's mouth curled up, and he said with emotion.

"And the one here is a guy with a strong jealousy. I have confronted him to a certain extent. Unfortunately, at that time, I didn't become a complete appearance, so I lost and almost lost. I lost everything, so I was forced to hide here and rely on the technique of reincarnation to continue my life."

"Have you ever confronted him? The guy with countless eyes?"

Lu Jian said deliberately.

He knew that this message itself was a kind of pollution from the old rulers. If what the other party said was true, then naturally, this sentence would not have any effect. Then this sentence can produce enough damage.

"You seem to know a lot, too."

Browning was unimpressed, he said.

"Looking at it this way, you might be the next me."

He looked at Lu Bian.

"who are you?"

Shia couldn't help asking, she had some guesses, but still needed a definite answer.

"I?"

Browning's expression became serious.

"You can call me Taoist Heming."

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===638. Detective Reasoning===

at the same time.

In the room where Byron was held.

Stone looked at the down-and-out charlatan in front of him, and was also thinking about a question.

That's why Gothe's body viscera found in [Summer Records] points to Byron.

Obviously, after Lu Jian's inspection, there are no Gothe's body fragments in Byron's body, and he should not be the one who ate Gothe's internal organs.

So what is the problem?

Stone didn't know the status of Lu Jian and Shia's investigation. He took a sip of wine and watched the storm outside the window getting stronger and stronger. Due to the long-term erosion and soil erosion, some trees were directly washed away by their roots and staggered here and there.

Those trees piled up and blocked the road, making the road up the mountain even more difficult.

Seeing this scene, a little inspiration suddenly emerged in Stone's mind.

Obviously, Byron was not the one who killed Gothe, at least not the one who devoured Gothe's internal organs. As long as he believed that Stone's own [Summer Record] would not go wrong, there was only one explanation.

Gothe's internal organs and Byron's are the same thing.

When Stone thought of this possibility, he thought he might be crazy.

Under normal circumstances, it would be impossible for Stone to think of such a development, but now, after experiencing these, his ideas have become stronger and have even become mainstream.

Stone glanced at Byron. The man was staring at the clock in a daze, without the slightest notice of Stone's gaze.