Do not disturb the evil spirits [Unlimited]

The wall of the study moved a little, revealing a square entrance.There was a cold and damp wind blowing against my face.

"...there is still a secret passage?" Si Qingxuan was a little curious, took the kerosene lamp in his hand, and walked towards the dark passage.

Squeak, squeak.The wooden steps that were about to rot seemed unable to bear Si Qingxuan's weight, and could not stop crying.The further you go down, the heavier the surrounding water vapor feels, and Si Qingxuan even feels that he will step on some sticky things on the soles of his feet from time to time.

He frowned, leaned over and moved the light to his feet to see, and found that the soles of his feet were covered with a pool of transparent, viscous liquid at some point.

Going down a few steps, the stone wall beside him and the steps in front of him were all covered with this kind of slime, and there was still a faint silver-green glow under the light.

Si Qingxuan: "..." What place is this?Worm nest?Does the ouroborcus vomit here every day?

【High Priest, please don't wrong him. 】The system said leisurely, 【The ouroborcus will not secrete so much mucus.This looks like a trace left by some other strange creature...]

Si Qingxuan sighed.

Fortunately, although the mucus looks a bit like snot, it doesn't have a strong smell.Si Qingxuan could barely bear it.

So he continued to walk into the depths of the secret room.

After about dozens of steps, the winding stairs finally came to an end.A carved stone gate appeared in front of Si Qingxuan, with intricate and strange patterns carved on both sides of the stone gate, like water flowing, or like a long snake dancing wildly.

Fortunately, there was not much strange liquid stuck to the stone door... It just looked old, with a layer of soft green moss growing on the edge.

"Is there anything in here?"

[Looking at the movement, it is a bug that is still transforming.Of course, it’s not ouroboros, maybe it’s at most an appendage of ouroboros…]

Si Qingxuan cautiously approached the stone gate—in an extremely quiet environment, his enhanced hearing could even hear the direction of a gust of wind—so he heard the sound of water dripping along the stone wall, and a A more pronounced, scalp-tense crunching sound.

Si Qingxuan listened for a while, then stood up straight, raised his hand and gently opened the door.

The target is a piece of slime that exudes a faint green color.Compared with the slime outside, the slime here is thicker and more shiny.The green bricks that have been carefully divided into various shapes are laid neatly on the ground, forming a huge, snake-like magic circle connected end to end.

In a corner of the magic circle, there was a giant worm lying on its stomach——it was about as big as a two- or three-year-old child.Calling it a worm seems a little out of place, since it has a distinctly human face.It's just that the body is fat, and short insect feet have grown where the limbs should have been.The skin of its whole body is like foam, thin and swollen, and the pink blood flowing under the skin can be faintly seen.

It seems to be "uncocooning".Its lower body was still wrapped in a jelly-like green sac, and the worm tail was curled up and not fully come out.

And what it is gnawing on - according to what Si Qingxuan glimpsed from a distance, is a mutilated human thigh.

Si Qingxuan: "..."

The worm didn't even seem to have well-developed eyes, and its facial features were all in one piece. It seemed to sense Si Qingxuan's arrival, but it seemed too lazy to talk to Si Qingxuan. It carried the food into its arms and continued to slowly eat , Eating greedily.

There seemed to be something faintly glowing in the corner.Si Qingxuan took a closer look, and saw that it was a badge with blue patterns on a gold background, with a few lines of letters and a string of numbers engraved on it.

... If he read it correctly, it was the police badge that the drunken police officer had hung on his chest.

[Oh, poor police officer.At first, he thought that he quit the sidelines to be lazy, but he didn't expect that he was slaughtered and thrown here as insect feed. ] The system's hypocritical aria sounded.

Si Qingxuan looked at the... unspeakable thing in front of him, and asked the system: "What the hell is this thing? Why can't I feel any threat from it?"

The aura value of high-level strange creatures is also very high, which will bring a great sense of danger.But the one in front of him... Aside from being disgusting, it didn't even have half the presence of the crying thrush he tamed before.No, not even half.

[This is a human who has been deliberately 'insectized', right?This is actually a common method of sacrifice.Believers with faith will dress themselves up to be more similar to the 'gods' they believe in at a specific time or place - if the object of belief is incarnate as a bird, then wear colorful feathers; If it is a horned beast, then wear an ornament that resembles a horn. 】

[The most extreme is to directly reproduce the mimicry of belief, and become a "similar" that is very similar to a "god".But few people do this to themselves, they often cast spells on other people's bodies, turning them into creatures similar to 'gods'. 】

[For example, the object of people's belief here is the 'Ouroborcus', so they found someone to turn it into what it is now, offering delicious food and drink to express their desire for the coming of the gods— — To put it simply, you can’t meet the real idol, so try to collect a peripheral first — oh, do you understand? 】

Si Qingxuan slightly rolled his eyes.

After a lot of verbosity, the last sentence is the most expressive and effective.

But from the perspective of the system, the "bug" in front of him is very likely to be another innocent victim.

"Does he still retain consciousness?" Si Qingxuan asked.

【Hard to say.It depends on when he was transformed.If he had become like this recently, he would have retained somewhat of his human character and habits. 】

Holding the lamp, Si Qingxuan took a step forward - the bug ignored him.

He takes another step forward.The bug dragged the "food" in its mouth and shrank towards the corner of the wall, as if it was a little afraid that Si Qingxuan would come to grab the food.After shrinking himself into a ball, he pretended that Si Qingxuan couldn't see it, and even lowered the sound and frequency of chewing.

Si Qingxuan: "..."

Si Qingxuan was speechless, and summoned a crying thrush.The big black bird flapped its wings and snatched away what was in the worm's arms.The worm panicked instantly, twisting its four short worm legs, twisting and turning its upper body continuously, but couldn't get rid of the eggs that hadn't hatched yet, and was in a hurry.

"babble--"

Finally the worm uttered a cry.

What makes Si Qingxuan feel horrified is that the weak cry of this worm is very similar to that of a human baby!

After tossing a few times, the worm quickly lost its strength.A lot of mucus flowed out of the egg sac on its lower body, which was transparent and faintly fluorescent in the dark night.The fluorescence rises and falls with the breathing of its body, revealing an unusual sense of fragility.

It even makes people feel that it doesn't need to use any talents, just a random weapon - it can solve it.

……

the other end.

The Awakened Four decided to ignore all the "evidence that clearly identified Master Morandon as the real culprit of the suicide case" and investigate who "Ricardo Morandon" was.

They asked the servants in the castle about the Morandon family in an indirect way.But what he got was either "I don't know" or a cold stare.

Later, it was Domingo who learned to bribe those who were willing to speak with gold coins without a teacher.

To be precise, there is only one person who can open this mouth.It is the physician of the Morandon family.

"You have to know that this town is not well-populated, and there are not many physician families with accumulation, and you can count them on one hand." In this era, most people uphold the simplicity of inheriting their father's career. Therefore, this doctor has been a doctor for three generations, "Although my family is not a servant of the Morandon family, it is also a close relationship with this family. Mr. Ricardo you mentioned, his illness is my My father saw it—I saw it when I checked my father's medical records."

Domingo said: "What is the relationship between this Mr. Ricardo and the current Master Morandon?"

"Father-son relationship. Mr. Ricardo is the previous owner of the Morandon family, and of course the previous owner of this castle." The doctor said with some emotion, "Most of the people who come to the castle are newcomers, who have never experienced When Mr. Cardo was still alive, if you ask them, of course you won’t get any information.”

"Has Ricardo Morandon been seriously ill?"

"Yes. It was so serious that my father asserted in the medical records that he had no hope of recovery. And the disease was fatal... Later, Mr. Ricardo was weakened day by day. Until one day, my father When I visited him again, it was not his chronic illnesses, but because his mental condition was too bad. He claimed that he was the apostle of God, and only he could get the response of God. When he summoned the god, the god It will come... nonsense like that." The doctor said helplessly, "Mr. Ricardo said this to my father in private, which shocked my father, and subconsciously recorded these words in the notebook He also invited my father to join him in the ranks of the apostles. Fortunately, my father did not agree, otherwise I am afraid that he will die with him."

"Ricardo Morandon died of illness later?" Song Zan said with some surprise.

"Not necessarily. He just disappeared from a certain day. Steward Rudolph and the others insisted that Ricardo left here after looting the money in the castle, and disappeared—that's what everyone said by default. But After I read my father's visit records, I wondered how a person who was so sick could hide from the sky and leave the castle with the money. The most important thing is that the castle is his property—what did he run away for? The doctor shook his head, and there was a hint of ridicule in his eyes, "In my opinion, Mr. Ricardo might still be staying in this castle."