Magician's Magical Events Book [Comprehensive]

Sure enough, Rafe made good arrangements for Lixiang. On the weekend, she took the car keys and drove to the castle of Phantom Hein's family alone according to the navigation.

According to the information Lixiang saw, the castle of the Phantom Hein family was a nobleman in the Victorian period.And now the heirs of the noble family don't know where they went, anyway, the castle is considered deserted.

"But such a castle, even if it's not owned by the government, wouldn't it just be left like that?" Lixiang was talking to the person on the phone while driving with a Bluetooth headset. "Is there anything odd about all the castles?"

The person she was talking to was the industrious Professor Leif. He didn't pay much attention to the castle, but since it was something his master wanted to know, he had to find a perfect answer for her no matter what.

"It is said that the owner of that castle once summoned a demon." If Professor Leif made a move, the information he could find would be the closest thing to the truth. "People in this family are related to Black Mass."

After Lixiang came to the Clock Tower and studied magic systematically, she gained a professional understanding of some types of magic that she didn't know before: "I'm afraid it's not an orthodox black magic. A little knowledge will lead to accidents."

Professor Leif's words confirmed this point of view: "That's right, it's just a group of scum of the upper class. At that time, someone sold them some magic tricks that were not completely correct. They were used to exchange money. This kind of thing was very popular at the time, in private. "

Lixiang looked at the road ahead and turned on the turn signal: "That's right. At this time, I don't mention the secret nature of magic. It seems that everyone's morals are the same when it comes to money. But Ri can understand, There are not a few nobles who study the occult, and whether it is a real magician family is not so important."

"It's just social ethos," said Professor Reif.

"So, what did the Phantom Hein family do?" Li Xiang stepped on the gas pedal to speed up the car, "I don't think the summoning of demons should be a fake. They killed people, right?"

Professor Leif replied: "Yes, many people died at that time. Although some people survived by chance, it seems that it is impossible to track down what caused the casualties. At that time, the clock tower was also tracked down, but nothing happened."

The more Lixiang listened, the more interested he became: "It seems more interesting this way, are you sure it's a demon?"

"Master, I think you should know something about black magic rituals." Professor Leif was helpless, "So I can probably understand what happened at that time. As for how the demon was actually summoned, I don't know."

Li Xiang was very happy after getting the answer: "I just go out to play, don't worry too much about me."

Professor Leif: "...Okay."

So Lixiang hung up the phone, reached out and pressed the player in the car, and started listening to songs.There was still an hour's drive away from Phantom Hein's castle, and she couldn't wait to see it quickly.

There are not many people on the road, and the rural scenery makes people feel more relaxed and happy.Li Xiang drove the car to the terminal, she parked the car and walked towards the castle along the grassy road, the grass blades under her feet softly brushed her shoes.

The Phantomhein Castle in front of her was the same as what she saw on her mobile phone. Although there were marks of time everywhere, it looked pretty good overall.It's not like some castles that have been uninhabited for a long time described in some novels, exuding a decaying smell.

"It's well preserved." Li Xiang rubbed his chin. "That's even more strange. Didn't anyone take over this castle? If there is no weirdness here, I absolutely don't believe it. Could it be that the devil took over here?"

She quickened her pace and walked over. The castle no longer had a main entrance, but Lixiang could still see that there used to be a beautiful garden and a fountain pool.After walking past the fountain, Lixiang came to the front of the main entrance. To her, such things as door locks were just a fake.

"Squeak—" Lixiang pushed the door of the castle open, and she held her breath, lest some dust inside would be sucked into her nasal cavity.But Lixiang thought too much this time, the castle was not covered with cobwebs as she imagined, nor was it full of thick dust everywhere.

It looked like a place where no one had been back for a while, and the dust was within reason.And the remaining things in the hall are not completely decayed, it doesn't look like a place that has been deserted for so long.

Li Xiang looked more and more strange, she frowned and looked around, she had already walked into the hall for a long time before she knew it.Then she turned and saw a portrait that she should have seen upon entering, on the wall opposite the door.

On this huge portrait, it should be the Phantom Hein family.But Lixiang looked and looked, this portrait is very strange.Because the above is not the Patriarch's single person, nor the Patriarch and his wife, nor the Patriarch's family.

It was an aristocratic young man, with an aristocratic butler standing behind him.

"I've never seen this before." Li Xiang squeezed her chin and looked left and right, walked to the front of the oil painting and wiped the dust off it.According to her size, she just stood in front of the oil painting and was able to look directly at the noble boy. The dust on his face was wiped off.The revealed canvas has the delicate face of an aristocratic boy wearing a blindfold.The eyes are blue, and the expression looks very serious.

But Lixiang's attention was shifted to the above, and she was more concerned about the butler behind the noble boy.

This oil painting looks quite normal, but when you look closely, everything seems strange.Especially the butler behind him, when he saw it for the first time, he seemed to be a young man.

But when I look at it again, I always feel that the butler's face is not clear.This is quite unusual, Li Xiang wanted to wipe the dust off the butler's face in the oil painting, but she was not tall enough.

But these things are not troublesome, she took out a pack of napkins from her pocket, and then took out the selfie stick from her bag.You can get there by sticking a tissue on the selfie stick. The reason why people progress is because they can use tools.

Lixiang thought calmly, she couldn't be stumped just because of such a trivial matter without using magic.

So the paper towel carefully wiped off the dust on the butler's face, allowing Lixiang to see his true face.

"Is it so good-looking?" Li Xiang was taken aback. If the butler's face was real, then it would be too good-looking.

Although Lixiang knew many good-looking people, most of them were still in puberty just like her.Even Sesshomaru, whose age is obsessed, still has a sense of youth, not youth.

But this butler is different, his face is youthful, with a sense of charm in the adult world.It seems that some kind of boundary has been drawn to distinguish teenagers from adults, which clearly shows that we are different.

Li Xiang looked at the housekeeper's face with some fascination. She thought of a person. Although they were a little similar, there was still a big difference.

This butler gave her the feeling that she was a bit like Liu Dao Mu.Of course, Liu Dao Mu's so-called sexuality is superficial, like an immature beginner; but the butler's face reveals a dangerous sexuality emanating from his bones.

"It's not easy." Li Xiang took a step back and looked at it carefully. "It's just that such a person is suitable to be a housekeeper? Isn't it an existence that makes the host very uneasy?"

Maybe the noble boy didn't need to worry about this kind of problem for the time being, so Li Xiang took a few more glances at the oil painting before going to look elsewhere.

But she always felt that someone was staring at her from behind, but when she turned around, there was no one.

"This castle is really weird." Li Xiang touched his arm, "Will they hold the black magic ceremony here? If it is here, maybe they can find some relics."

She walked around the castle alone, not feeling scared or bored at all.She felt that this place should be where the spiritual veins are. Is Mo Feifei Dom Hein's family also a family of magicians?

But it didn't look like it, Lixiang went straight to the basement, but found nothing.She didn't find the so-called black magic ceremony she wanted to find, and the basement was empty.It's like a normal aristocratic residence, nothing abnormal.

Li Xiang squatted down and looked at the ground: "It's a contrast to being completely normal. Someone should have dealt with those things. Enemies? Friends? Or are they here to reap benefits?"

The rituals of black magic can be regarded as terrifying existences in the world of magicians, because they are different from what most magicians who pretend to be nobles pursue, some are too brutal and bloody.And many of them feel that they are not on the stage and not elegant.

Lixiang thought of the boy on the oil painting. Has he encountered these things?Those people's favorite sacrifices are this kind of immature children, which they call "pure souls" or something like that.

"Let's go take a look at that oil painting." Lixiang clapped his hands in fear, turned and walked to the hall.When she stood up, the faint light cast a shadow, and beside her shadow, there was the shadow of something falling.

But here is the basement, and nothing has fallen.

Li Xiang didn't know whether she noticed it or not, she returned to the hall.Then she stared at the painting again, there should be the name of the portrait under the portrait, but this oil painting did not have a name.Apart from knowing that the teenager's surname is Phantom Hein, she has no other information.

Of course, if the owner didn't even have the name, it was impossible for the housekeeper to leave a name.

Li Xiang stretched out his hand with some melancholy, stroking the canvas.It doesn't matter whether the dust will stain her fingers, but there seems to be something sharp on the canvas that punctures Lixiang's fingertips.A drop of blood was just smeared on the canvas. Coincidentally, that drop of blood was smeared on the back of the butler's white gloved hand.

"Huh?" Li Xiang's eyes widened, she seemed... felt the canvas move?