Do not disturb the evil spirits [Unlimited]

【High Priest, if you really want him to die, you have to kick him farther away. 】The system speaks slowly.

Si Qingxuan was expressionless, and closed the window with a bang, without even looking at the person outside the window.

As midnight approached, the bells in the room began to echo "dangdang" again.Although Si Qingxuan had disposed of a few of them before, the remaining wall clocks were still playing their roles conscientiously: the crisp and loud metal knocking sounded one after another, making people's brains stunned by the noise.

Si Qingxuan was annoyed at the moment, and was even more annoyed by the ringing of the bell. He activated "Talent Judgment" in an instant, and precisely smashed all the wall clocks to pieces.

【High Priest, you have made progress!Now you have more and more control over the 'judgment' talent—hey, don't stop, don't ban me!I'm done boasting, so shut up! 】

The system wisely chose silence.

Si Qingxuan turned his head and glanced at the closed window.

Now it's the castle's "curfew" time, and the "consulting detectives" who are guests must return to their rooms.Si Qingxuan had already given a warning before, presumably the awakened ones would not take it seriously.As a member of the team, Zhao Lin must shoulder his responsibilities.

Even if he wanted to stay with Si Qingxuan again, it was impossible.Because they haven't figured out the rules of this ancient castle: What if the rules implement a continuous sitting mechanism, and one detective does not return to the room in time, all detectives will be punished?

Zhaolin cannot afford this risk.

After thinking this through, Si Qingxuan decided that Zhaolin would not come to pick up his window for the time being, and his mood gradually calmed down.

【...Are you alright, High Priest? 】

"I'm fine." Si Qingxuan replied almost subconsciously, "I can't be better."

[It seems that the awakened people have already started to investigate this castle.They are really in a hurry. 】

"After all, one of their team has already begun to be contaminated by illusion. They can't wait."

Si Qingxuan lowered his eyes slightly, stretched out his right hand, and a circle of unknown silver runes slowly appeared in the air, spinning rapidly around his palm.

A few seconds later, black flames rose into the sky.A giant black bird emerged from the center of the flame, like a phoenix reborn.

Talent · Ghost Control.

Si Qingxuan summoned the only strange creature in his hand, the Ghost Crying Thrush.

[Didn't you still despise him for being ugly before, why are you calling him now?This is called 'True Fragrance', right? 】

Si Qingxuan has no intention of correcting the words that the system is getting more and more deviant.He raised his arm slightly, and the giant black bird landed on his wrist docilely. It opened its eyes and waited for the order. It was quiet and did not make any neighing.

Si Qingxuan pondered for a moment, adjusted the shape of the Crying Thrush into an ordinary crow, then opened the window and let it fly out.

"I'd like to see what kind of monsters and ghosts there are in this ancient castle." Si Qingxuan leaned against the window, his cheeks were illuminated by the dim warm light, but his eyes were cold.

The ethereal and pale moonlight cast down from the sky, illuminating the bony black woods not far away.

Facts have proved that the advice that you must return to your room at midnight is extremely correct.

Domingo, the Spanish awakener, shuttled through the black woods, looking for a place where he could hide himself.The woods seemed to have been burned, from the tall tree trunks to the shorter bushes, there was a piece of bareness everywhere, and he could only hide in the shadow of the trees.

Unfortunately he was out of luck.

A gust of wind blew, the dark clouds moved lightly, and the pale moonlight poured down, dispelling most of the shadows in the woods.

There was nowhere for Domingo to escape.

And behind him, followed closely by a woman.

She lowered her head, her neck drooped in a twisted arc, her skin was lifeless bluish white.From the shoulders down was a wide gray petticoat, the hem of which was covered with rotting leaves and dirt.If you look closely, you will find that where she stepped, a few tiny white maggots are falling.

Suddenly, she raised her head——

"Uh... ah..."

There was a long howl that seemed to be squeezed out of the dilapidated bellows, and the moonlight illuminated half of her rotten face.

Domingo only glanced at it, then quickly disappeared into a shadow.

He just went to investigate the scene where the maid hanged herself, but unexpectedly, he happened to watch the whole process of the lady's "hanging herself"—at first, Domingo stood far away, only seeing a gray figure approaching a tall dead tree , A thick hemp rope with a knot hangs down from the tree, hangs the man's neck and pulls it upwards.In just a moment, the man's neck was twisted and he was hung on a tree like a cotton doll.

Domingo: "..."

Domingo ventured a closer look and found that the person hanging from the tree was a woman.In other words, it was a female corpse—judging from the degree of corruption of the corpse, it was obvious that she hadn't just been hanged.

Suddenly, the head of the female corpse moved.She turned her head slowly and stagnantly, only the whites of her eyes were fixed on Domingo's direction.

Domingo: "..."

Then the female corpse struggled crazily as if she was getting excited.

Domingo: "???"

If I'm not mistaken, she is Sophie who "hanged herself" in the woods, right?

Let’s not talk about whether this situation can be called suicide—but isn’t he consulting the detective? He’s here to investigate the inside story of the suicide case and tell Sophie the truth!He didn't expect that he would be chased by the victim of this case when he came out to investigate the scene in the middle of the night!

This is too outrageous!

Domingo took medicine from his medicine box while running for his life.All kinds of weird medicines were taken out by him - now what chased him was a corpse, is there any medicine that can work on a dead person?So these potions can only be given to Domingo himself.

Domingo doesn't care about so many drugs, blood-enriching, body-building, improving body reaction speed, stabilizing San value-he took all these drugs very familiarly, and after making sure that he is full of buffs, he He took out the dagger he carried with him and prepared to fight.

Seeing the corpse getting closer... Domingo calmed down and stopped running away. Instead, he kept adjusting his posture and aimed at the already fragile neck of the corpse.

However, a few seconds later, the corpse stopped right in front of him and never took a step forward.

The female corpse just lowered her head, turned her eyes up, and stared straight at Domingo's direction.

Inexplicably, Domingo suddenly had an illusion: she didn't seem to want to hurt him.

He subconsciously took a step back and stuck to the hard tree trunk.

Following the direction the female corpse was aiming at, Domingo turned around and looked up——

On the top of his head, on the high part of the branch, there seemed to be two lines of characters engraved crookedly.

"With respect, Ricardomorandon.

"After the game is over, both the king and the pawns are put into the same box.""

Domingo: "..."

When he reacted, the female corpse in front of him had disappeared.

Domingo tossed for a long time, returned to the room to gather with some teammates, and found that the pointer on the wall clock was already facing two o'clock.

"You mean, that female corpse has been chasing you just to tell you this message?" Garcia asked thoughtfully.

I have to say that he was the luckiest one tonight.Originally, dissection of the corpse was the hardest, most tiring, and most dangerous job. Unexpectedly, he went to the cemetery and found Sophie's coffin, but the coffin was empty—he felt so lonely.Unexpectedly, Sophie was actually afraid of being on Domingo's side.

Except for Garcia, both Domingo and Zhaolin are in bad condition: one saw a ghost, and the other lost his soul.

Domingo, who was still in shock, didn't say anything, what happened to Zhaolin?

After he came back, he has always been absent-minded, sometimes he stopped, and sometimes he wanted to rush out, his whole body exuded a breath of forbearance.

This kind of emotional state rarely appears in Zhao Lin.

It didn't take long for Zhaolin and Garcia to form a temporary team.Due to his familiar personality, Song Zan quickly became one with several awakened people in Spain.But Zhaolin is always mysterious and keeps a distance from his teammates.On the contrary, this is very close to the image of the shy and restrained Chinese in the impression of Garcia and others-it was later that they discovered that this impression was completely wrong.

Zhaolin just doesn't like wasting time.Especially bad at spending time chatting or joking with each other.

It's such a strong-willed and cold-hearted S-level awakener, but there is actually something that can tug at his heartstrings and affect his state.

Garcia felt a little uneasy about this.

"Don't mind me, just continue discussing the question that was prompted just now." Zhao Lin shook his head, indicating that he was fine, "I...just feel a little bad because of some personal reasons."

"Hahaha. That's how it is." Garcia subconsciously wanted to make a joke to ease the tense atmosphere, "Don't tell me, I often see you like this in my friends—you must be broken-hearted, right?"

Zhaolin: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Looking at Zhao Lin's face that suddenly turned cold, Garcia immediately yelled: "Huh?Can this also be guessed by her?

However, lovelorn?Where does Zhaolin come from? Love can be lost?

Although it was a bit inexplicable, Garcia decided to quickly skip this one.So he brought the topic back to the clues about this illusion: "The two lines Domingo saw before, the most obvious clue is the name of the person. The person's surname is Morandon, and he is undoubtedly the owner of this castle. , a member of the Morandon family."

"Speaking of which, the current owner of the castle, that is, the young master we met, what's his name?"

They chatted in low voices, but they didn't realize that there was a black crow standing silently outside the open window.

Si Qingxuan eavesdropped on their conversation with the help of Ghost Crying Thrush's ability without any pressure, and listened to all the information they collected.

He knocked on the wardrobe door: "Who is Ricardo Morandon?"

The young master: "Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

Si Qingxuan: "..." Oops, I forgot to take out what was stuffed in his mouth.

Si Qingxuan opened the cabinet with some guilt, and sure enough, he saw the young master looking at him accusingly.

"Sorry." Si Qingxuan touched his nose, "The situation was urgent just now, and I acted too suddenly."

The young master snorted lightly, and asked, "Did someone come to this room just now? Hearing the voice, is it a stranger?"

"It's one of the detectives who came to investigate the case." Si Qingxuan said without changing his face, "I sent him away."

"Really?" The young master was a little skeptical, "But I heard some of it in the closet just now. It seems that he came to ask your name, and the tone of the two of you is also strange..."

Si Qingxuan moved the corner of his mouth subconsciously, revealing a slightly distorted smile.

"Okay, okay! Stop laughing! Please don't make such expressions on my face, it's so scary!"

Si Qingxuan's expression instantly collapsed, and he returned to his indifferent appearance.

However, the young master stroked his chest and let out a sigh of relief: "It's much better, much better."

Si Qingxuan: "..." This brat really deserves a beating.

"Get down to business. Do you know Ricardo?"

"Of course I know, he is my father." The young master said, "I heard that the housekeeper Rudolph and my father grew up together. They lived in this old castle since they were young... just like me now .I once found a chess endgame in my study. It is said that my father and Rudolph played it together. They are friends who are equal in chess.”

International chess?

That mysterious text makes sense...

"You want to investigate my father?" The young master shook his head, "I advise you not to do this. My father's name is a taboo word among Rudolph."

Si Qingxuan: "Why? Aren't they very close?"

The young master: "Um, it's probably because my father was rebellious in middle age, swept away the family's property, left everyone in the castle and ran away?"

Si Qingxuan: "...?"

"It's unbelievable, isn't it. My mother already had me at that time—after my father disappeared, my mother died of illness soon." The young master shrugged, "I was brought up by Rudolph. He treated me very well, Always put me first, although sometimes the attitude is rather domineering and authoritarian, but it is no wonder: after all, he watched me grow up. He refused to treat me as a 'master' like he served my father, which is a matter of course, I Don't blame him."

"But now, he's changed. After the first time he turned into a monster, came into my room, and said 'I'm going to sacrifice you to him', I figured something out—"

"He didn't even see me as a junior who needed to be taught harshly. He only saw me as a precious lamb."

"He raised me to kill me at the right time."