Paranoid Love Poem [Quick Transmigration]

The pianist played beautiful classical music, and the brilliance of the crystal ceiling lamp penetrated his translucent body, illuminating the dancing black and white keys.The long table was covered with delicacies, and the nobles shuttled through it like butterflies, toasting and chatting with each other. Their eyes touched each other's bodies, as if they really existed.

They discussed who had built a new estate, who had received a new title, counted the endless genealogy of in-laws, talked about business partners, new things, some famous people of the time.

The characters from a hundred years ago have returned. Their flesh and blood have long since disappeared into the soil, but their souls still remain intact. Judging from the content of the conversation, there is no major loss of memory.

Suddenly, a figure appeared at the end of the crowd.He raised his glass and shouted: "My distinguished guests, thank you for overcoming all difficulties and coming to this island banquet."

It's Kane Rottrian.Behind him are two women, one old and one young, who are his cousin and mother.The Rottrin family is all here.

The 'people' who were talking stopped and looked at Kane.Although the facial features of these 'people' are blurred, Kane can still enjoy the pleasure of being noticed.

He uttered a long series of fancy speeches, interspersed with various classic allusions during the period, and he was more eloquent than the writer who dragged the manuscript. After speaking for 10 minutes, he waved his hand and made the final concluding speech.

Amid the applause of everyone, Kane bent over and took off his hat after declaring his master's identity, and winked at the pianist.

In the continued waltz, the ball officially began.

These phantoms are undoubtedly the best of the times. No matter how the later film and television works are restored, they cannot reproduce the arrogance of dancing on the skulls of the poor and the self-confidence in their own blood.

No matter how beautiful it is, in the eyes of living people, it is a group of demons dancing wildly.

In an inconspicuous corner on the first floor, Kane was talking with a ghost who was prominent during his lifetime.He noticed the people on the second floor, raised his glass to them, and pointed to the dance floor, as if to say 'Welcome to join'.

This generosity of hospitality is almost overwhelming.

Fear pinned them in place, afraid to make a sound.Just imagine how creepy it would be to see all the faceless ghosts on the first floor looking up.

In fact, some 'people' have already noticed them, but the little-known faces are full of poverty, so they don't deserve their attention.

Ji Churong discovered this, and he suddenly said, "Let's go to the dance floor."

"Go... to the dance floor!? Why?"

"Maybe they know something." Ji Churong asked, "Do any of you know how to dance?"

He avoided his questions and asked them one by one, only Chen Ce remained silent, leaning on the railing and laughing.

Ji Churong: "..."

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The new continuation of the dance music is full of gothic colors, and every accent in the solemn elegance releases a sense of deafening desperation.Immersed in the phantom dancing in despair, there are two more distinctive figures.

"Help my waist." After being trampled on twice in succession, the smile on Chen Ce's face could hardly hold back. He put his left hand on Ji Churong's right shoulder, leaving a little friendly distance between them.

The music turns faster.

"Take me back."

Following the rhythm of other 'people', he stepped on Chen Ce's feet while switching dance steps and quickly retreating.I can't remember how many times this is, Ji Churong was a little embarrassed and said, "Sorry."

"...It's okay." If it wasn't for the height restriction, it would be better for him to dance the men's step, Chen Ce thought bitterly, and continued to guide Ji Churong: "Push me away and hold my hand."

The two separated during the stress.

"Pull me closer."

When the lingering sound is not exhausted, it will be eliminated separately.

Chen Ce put his hand on Ji Churong's shoulder again, and the face close at hand was quite attractive, and he gave him a reason not to stab someone immediately: "Help me by the waist, turn me around, turn right, don't go too far." Quick, listen to my password."

Rotating along the strength from the waist, the woman in this ballroom dance is involuntary, innocent and passionate, dancing with another person.

This is exactly what Chen Ce hates the most.

Fortunately, before the teacher couldn't help hacking the student to death, the student with a strong desire to survive finally stopped panicking.So, at the next spinning moment, Ji Churong pushed Chen Ce without pulling Chen Ce back, and exchanged dance partners with the ghost beside him.

When he put his hand on Miss Ghost's waist, a coldness penetrated from his palm to his body.

"Are you a new nobleman? I haven't seen you before." The young lady was not as rigid as the old lady, and they still had curiosity about new people in their hearts.

Ji Churong said: "It's a great honor to be appreciated by Mr. Roterian."

"That's a great gentleman. His family has a long history. Unfortunately, his luck has been bad recently." Miss Ghost said again: "What's the matter with your clothes? I haven't seen this style of clothing, and your man Why is he still in chains, mate?"

"To tell you the truth, I mistook the nature of the ball. I misremembered it as a masquerade ball."

Miss Phantom chuckled, and the eerie air she exhaled caused goosebumps.She said: "You are really interesting, I rarely meet such interesting people as you." The implication is that there are not many idiots in our upper class.

Before freezing to death, Ji Churong got a lot of information from Miss Phantom.They were all invited by the Rothrian family to come to the island to attend the island banquet.And, according to Miss Phantom's speculation, this island banquet is actually a rehearsal.Her uncle's cousin's cousin has a lot of friendship with Mr. Pedal, that is, Rothrien's father-in-law. He learned that Mr. Pedal intends to hold a grand and special island wedding for his daughter.

"In order for the wedding to not go wrong, we will hold an island banquet in advance here." Miss Ghost said: "There are so many things to worry about, such as the boats to pick up the guests, how to supply food in time, and the preparation of entertainment items. More complicated than this banquet."

"So, are all the people attending the island banquet this time the intended invitees of the wedding?"

"Yes, a large part of them are. After all, the main relatives and friends are those people."

Ji Churong said: "After the island banquet is over, the wedding will be coming soon."

"It was originally like this." Miss Phantom sighed: "But Miss Pedal suddenly contracted a cough. Her illness is good and bad. I don't know when it will be delayed until it recovers. The wedding may be postponed because of this. , You see, at such a solemn banquet, only Viscount Kane came forward to speak, and Miss Pedal must not be able to get out of bed."

"If you want me to say, in this world, good intentions are really not rewarded. Some time ago, a large-scale epidemic broke out in the slums. Ms. Pedal was kind-hearted. She hired many doctors for the poor, and even brought her own family doctors to the hospital to help. Later, the epidemic was brought under control, but Miss Pedal suddenly developed a cough."

This is consistent with what the maid said 'Miss has a cough', so the possibility of the maid imprisoning the lady is greatly reduced.

"What else can such a good thing bring besides embarrassing herself? You see, she tossed herself so hard that she couldn't get out of bed to make room for others." Miss Phantom 'looked' towards a corner.

The system said: "Host, Roterian is talking to his cousin in the corner." ’ In order to restore that scene 100%, it added: ‘Well, they were very close, talking and laughing, and making eye contact a lot. '

Going any further would become backbiting, so Miss Phantom fell silent, just danced, and never continued that somewhat impolite topic.

Ji Churong also wisely stopped asking, and turned to inquire about Miss Pedar.That young lady of the new school was very popular with the noble ladies at that time. She was kind-hearted and warm-hearted.

The dance lasted until midnight, when the twelve o'clock struck, the magic disappeared, the phantoms stopped dancing, they separated from each other, and in the bright moonlight, the figures faded and faded until they faded into moonlight. floating dust.

Just as he was about to go back to his room, a hand stretched out diagonally and dragged him into the shadows.Xia Qing suppressed her voice and said, "Mr. Ji, the maid didn't mean to seduce the master, we misunderstood her."

In fact, from beginning to end, her own misunderstanding was the deepest.

She said: "I heard the conversation between the maid and Kane at the corner of the second floor. The maid asked Kane to visit the lady, saying that she had a bad cough, she was a little unconscious, and she was still calling your name." Speaking of this, she Recalling Kane's face, he said with disgust: "But that arrogant man disagreed. He said that he needs to host the banquet, and he can't leave the guests alone, and he can't leave at all."

This is a lie, he is clearly hiding in the corner chatting with his cousin.

"The maid kept begging him, stopping him begging him, and then Kane seemed to get annoyed, and suddenly he said, 'Besides, she's so sick, who knows if she's infected'. After a while, he said, 'here There can’t be no person in charge, so both of them can’t fall ill, right’, and then said to the maid Rory, why you should take care of her more, why tell her that I’m worried about her and other nonsense.”

After repeated pleadings, the maid seemed to have given up on this man, so she finally stopped being humble, bowed indifferently, and went back to the young lady.

It was the begging that really dispelled Xia Qing's doubts.From the moment they met, the maid had shown a dead face to everyone, even though she was a servant, she was even more difficult to deal with than the master.When she knelt on the ground and begged for the young lady, she willingly gave up all her dignity.

But she is an inferior person, and her dignity impresses no one.

Maybe it moved Xia Qing who was eavesdropping, but it didn't help.

At two o'clock in the morning, Ji Churong quietly went out.The villa with the lights out had a strange emptiness, perhaps because it was always raining and there was a musty smell in the air.

He groped along the maid's usual route and entered the second corridor on the left side of the second floor.The walls on both sides of the corridor were bare, and the wall lamps were all extinguished.There was no light at all in this villa at night, if someone came out to walk around at night, they would have to stumble.

There is only one room at the end of the corridor.

Ji Churong leaned against the door and listened, but there was no sound in the room.

Not to mention coughing, not even breathing.

The wire poked open the lock cylinder, and Ji Churong gently pushed the door open.

The white window screens fell to the ground, the bedside lamp cast a soft light, and there was no one on the neatly made bed.

System: 'Host, the room is empty! '

The lady that the maid said was absolutely true and existed was not in this room at all.

'how so? Ji Churong frowned.

Suddenly, the cry for help from last night came again from behind.

"Help."

"Help!"

"Help--"

Hiding in the shadow of the corridor, Ji Churong said systematically, "Host, it's...a woman in a wedding dress." '

Amidst the high-pitched cries, the woman who had called for help outside his door appeared.

In the circular corridor on the second floor, the white figure was dragging a long veil. She sobbed and stretched out her bloody hands, and the few intact nails left fiercely scratched the door.

"Help me, woo—please help me!"

Fortunately, Ji Churong reminded them in advance that although the crying was unbearable, no one opened the door.

The woman wrapped in a torn wedding dress hysterically knocked on all the doors. Frightened and resentful of these helpless people, she roared and beat on the door, saying: "Open the door!! Open the door! Open the door!! "

Amidst the roar, there was the sound of unhurried footsteps.

The sound of footsteps aroused the woman's fear again, and she pleaded: "Please open the door, I will die here, I will die because of you, my soul cannot be redeemed, all this is because Your indifference! You are an accomplice, you are also a murderer! Open the door! I beg you! Open the door!!!”

Thunder and lightning penetrated the floor-to-ceiling windows at the end of the stairs. In the blue-purple lightning, the silhouette of the maid was like a marble statue.

The stone statue carried a hunting gun on its back, and approached the panicked prey step by step.

As the woman screamed in pain, the maid grabbed her by the hair and dragged her along.

When the woman was struggling, the maid hit her on the head with the long butt of the hunting gun.The blood spattered on the maid's body, face, and hands. She unconsciously hit it again and again.

The eerie moonlight illuminated the woman's face, which was a bloody face that had been smashed to pieces.

The white wedding dress was covered with blood stains, and the woman dressed as a bride did not have any good flesh on her body.Because of the excessive crying, her voice was also distorted, and her begging for mercy turned from sharp and harsh to hoarse and silent.

In the end, the woman who was dragged by her hair left only bloodstains and broken sobbing.

System: 'This... this maid is too perverted! 'It used to be very afraid of that weird bride, but now it is even more afraid of that human-looking maid.

The maid dragged the woman to the first floor.

The last time he was discovered very quickly, Ji Churong didn't dare to act rashly, and stayed far behind the maid, trying to hide in a place where the moonlight could not find it.

The system said: "Host, the maid dragged that woman into the basement!" '

He suddenly remembered a sentence that the maid had specially explained.

"The basement floor is very dirty, please don't set foot here, distinguished guests."

After they entered the basement floor through the ground door, the maid never came out again.

Ji Churong didn't go back to his room immediately either, he re-explored the villa after nightfall, and a guess gradually became clear in his mind.After returning to the room, the strangeness on the desk completely portrayed this guess.

The twenty letters, stolen from the maid's room, were yellowed and rotten.The incense turned into a foul stench, and the water and blood that seemed to be traces of tears blurred the beautiful calligraphy.