Altar of Infinity

The gardener replied very readily after hearing the words: "No, everything is normal."

After speaking, I was very puzzled, and my face was full of regret: "Miss Jiao is such a kind person, why did such a thing happen."

The huge castle is just an inconspicuous corner of the seabed. No matter how dazzling the lights are, they are like beans. The darkness is isolated from the outside, but the people and things inside are set off like sharp silhouettes on the curtain.

Xie Ji's outline was already distinct, and he usually suppressed it with a smile, but at the bottom of the sea, he faintly showed some imperceptible sharpness.

His heart moved, and he continued to ask without any trace: "What kind of person is Zhang Hong?"

The gardener scratched his head: "It's just an ordinary person, good-looking, an architect, and has a good temper. The main reason is that he is very nice to Miss Jiao, and the two of them have always been very affectionate."

Xie Ji: "Has Zhang Hong had any conflicts with anyone in the underwater castle?"

"I haven't heard of it..." The gardener suddenly paused, glanced at the lawn, as if avoiding something, he quickly realized his unnaturalness, immediately turned his gaze back, and smiled at Xie Ji covertly Laughing, "Zhang Hong is a nice person."

Xie Ji was noncommittal: "Miss Jiao is also very kind to you?"

The gardener gave a strong "hmm": "Yes, Ms. Jiao is very kind to each of us! She is gentle, generous, and she sings very well, and she is also very beautiful!"

Xie Ji: "Since Ms. Jiao is so kind to you, you should tell us what happened so that we can find Zhang Hong as soon as possible, so that Ms. Jiao can get what she wants."

The gardener's smile froze on his lips: "What are you talking about..."

Xie Ji: "There is someone in the underwater castle who doesn't like Zhang Hong, who is it?"

The gardener instantly understood that he had lost his composure and exposed himself, looked to the left and looked again, and finally approached Xie Ji helplessly.

Twenty or so is the age when the blood is vigorous, and the gardener is used to doing physical work. His broad and strong palms are placed on Xie Ji's chest in a posture that is convenient for whispering, and even the heat of his breath is hotter than others.

"If someone really harmed Zhang Hong in the castle...it must be the housekeeper."

Xie Ji glanced at Jiang Jichu for no reason. The latter had his arms folded in front of his chest, and he tapped his fingers on the knife one after another, as if he didn't respond.

He resolutely grabbed Jiang Jichu's shoulders and pulled him over, ignoring the question mark on the other side's head that was quickly turning into reality, he pulled the gardener and three people into a circle, and held a small meeting openly: "Why did the housekeeper harm Zhang Hong?"

The gardener tried to grab Jiang Jichu's other shoulder, but found that Jiang Jichu's whole body was firmly surrounded, and the raised arm had to hang back to his side: "The butler watched Miss Jiao grow up, and he always felt that Zhang Hong was not worthy of her." Miss Shang Jiao."

Thank you very much.

The butler may not be the only one who feels that Zhang Hong is not good enough for Jiao Wanshu.

When he asked the gardener Zhang Hong if there was anything unusual, the gardener's answer didn't care at all where Zhang Hong was, whether he was in any danger, whether he was still alive, and only sighed that Jiao Wanshu had encountered such a thing.

Moreover, when the gardener commented on Jiao Wanshu, he couldn't hide the light in his eyes, but when he commented on Zhang Hong, he was more formulaic, as if he had managed to pick out a few positive descriptions from the dictionary.

Even if he cared more about his employer, he shouldn't be so indifferent to a life.

Xie Ji said goodbye to the gardener and went to find the butler according to the clues.

In the spacious and bright hall, the butler was wearing a neat tuxedo and a pair of white gloves, carefully adjusting the angle of a picture of a dolphin coming out of the water on the wall.

"What kind of person is Zhang Hong?" Hearing Xie Ji's question, the housekeeper thought for a while and assumed an objective attitude. People, but sometimes they are too cautious, but they seem a little weak. Master degree, no father and no mother at home, engaged in the construction industry, with an annual income of around 20w-25w."

Xie Ji went straight to the point: "I heard that you don't like Zhang Hong very much."

He looked straight into the butler's eyes when he spoke, not wanting to miss any of the other's mood swings.

The housekeeper's eyebrows sank: "Although I don't know where you heard about it, I really don't appreciate him very much."

The butler took off his gloves, and there was a hint of tangled helplessness on his usually serious and rigid face: "Mr. Xie, I heard another Mr. Xie call your brother, and it must be your younger brother."

Xie Ji: "Yes."

"Then you must understand my feelings," the butler walked to the table, opened three upside-down cups from the tray, and filled them with water one by one. I hope she can have a good marriage."

Xie Ji didn't quite agree with this kind of remarks: "Miss Jiao is smart and beautiful, and the bride price is excellent. I think that compared with the well-off family, you, as a half-elder, will care more about whether she is happy or not."

The butler pushed the cup in the direction of Xie Ji and Jiang Jichu: "It's fine if it's purely about family circumstances. Later, Zhang Hong encountered an accident at work, and one arm was amputated, making him a cripple."

There is another reason...

The housekeeper continued: "Although I am very dissatisfied with this future male host, I, Miss Nai He, likes her and I respect her choice. Mr. Xie, Zhang Hong's disappearance has nothing to do with me."

The tea set has a pure glaze color, and a set of marine life is hand-carved on the outer layer. The carving is bold and delicate, and it looks like a famous work.

Xie Ji stroked the raised pattern with his thumb from the inside, and what he got was a southern right whale: "Are you sure it has nothing to do with you?"

The butler nodded: "Mr. Xie, instead of wasting time with me, why don't you ask Miss's cousin, Jiao Ge."

Xie Ji: "Jiao Ge?"

The housekeeper: "That's right, the master's family property is rich, and he planned to leave most of it to the young lady and the rest to Mr. Jiao, but if the young lady gets married, the money distributed to Mr. Jiao will fall on Zhang Hong's head."

The gardener said it was the housekeeper, and the housekeeper said it was Jiao Ge.

Who will Jiao Ge point out?

Xie Ji smiled: "Thank you, I will consider it."

·

The facilities in the manor are complete enough, gardens, gazebos, wine cellars, swimming pools, collection rooms, and a small court.In such a large manor, it is too easy to hide a person or a ghost.

Xie Ji was not in a hurry to find Jiao Ge, but first took a brief tour of the castle and had lunch along the way, but he didn't find any obvious directional clues, only found some fragmentary details that inspired him.

He walked slowly on the road, and said to Jiang Jichu beside him, "What do you think?"

Jiang Jichu: "Rashomon."

The six people insist on their own opinions, and they have to pick and choose from them to piece together the truth behind it.

Is the boss Jiao Wanshu who is sitting high on the top floor of the castle, or Zhang Hong whose whereabouts are unknown.

What exactly does a wedding mean?

Xie Ji smiled: "The level of 'kinky' seems to be a test of intelligence, not as strenuous as the previous levels."

Jiang Jichu wished he hadn't blocked Xie Ji's mouth before he opened his mouth: "I advise you not to talk nonsense."

Xie Ji: "..." Not really.

He coughed lightly, turned a corner with Jiang Jichu, and ran into an incinerator with a tall chimney.

The outer wall of the incinerator was stained with mottled mud, apparently it had been abandoned for a while, and the door was half-closed, as if it was waiting for someone who couldn't resist to open it.

Xie Ji looked at Jiang Jichu, who looked back almost warningly.

Xie Ji: "It's just a stove..."

Jiang Jichu: "It's the incinerator in the altar."

With the size of the incinerator, it is more than enough to hold an adult.

Xie Ji had an instinctive resistance to this incinerator, coupled with Jiang Jichu's warning, he did not go to the thunder for the first time, and even pulled Jiang Jichu away from the far side.

As long as he doesn't die, the title of non-chief will not be welded to his head.

Even if Siyou came to check it every other day.

The two quickly walked away from the incinerator and came to the lawn outside.

The temperature of the castle was controlled, and the artificial wind blew across the lawn, causing ripples. He and Jiang Jichu walked on the cobblestone path, alert to the dangers that might appear around them at any time.

Xie Ji couldn't help being a little proud of not waiting for a change for a long time: "Things are constantly evolving, and you have to look at problems from the perspective of development."

Jiang Jichu was skeptical: "Really."

Xie Ji: "Unfortunate luck must have an end, you say..."

"Ah—! Help!"

It is the direction of the incinerator.

Xie Ji: "..."

Jiang Jichu: "..."

Xie Ji narrowed his eyes and pulled out a smile: "It's not you who was targeted by the altar, but me, right?"

Two men and two women ran towards them frantically, and behind them was an extremely ugly monster.

Its only upper body is shriveled and thin, and its head is pitch-black, with bumps and hollows, and its facial features cannot be seen clearly. Although it has no feet, it moves very fast.

Jiang Jichu held the handle of the knife: "I shouldn't have any expectations of you."

Xie Ji talked about him from left to right: "This monster can't grow just because no one is watching it at the bottom of the sea. What is it, is it flying stiff?"

Jiang Jichu: "I've seen Flying Zombie, he looks much more regular than it."

Although the two rushed to help the first time they saw the monster, they were still one step too late.

The monster had fallen on the last man, and it was torn in two. The blood rained on the lawn like fresh morning dew.

"what--!"

It threw the man's body aside and continued chasing the next woman.

The woman was quite sensible, and suddenly pulled out a stick from the green belt, turned around to block the monster's attack.

She was more or less skillful, and seized the opportunity to kick the monster's chest hard.

The monster was kicked into the chest by her, grabbed the blood grass with both long arms, bent down at the waist, and rushed towards the woman like an arrow.

The woman repeated the same trick, and after dodging, she used a wooden stick to resist.

And the monster opened its mouth to bite the wooden stick, and it shattered the wooden stick with a "click".

Without support, the monster fell to the ground and rushed towards the woman again in an instant.

It was bathed in the man's blood, with saliva dripping from its mouth, and its unclear facial features forcibly put together a ferocious smile.

The woman glimpsed a fist-sized hole in that smile, and the coldness gushing out of it made her tremble all over, and the movement that should have been dodged also stopped in mid-air.

In just an instant, the fangs had pierced her heart.

Desperation took her breath away.

"boom--"

The imaginary pain did not come, a stream of air passed through her hair, and the monster had to dodge with a low body.

Immediately afterwards, a soothing force came from her shoulder.

Between life and death, she didn't have any resistance, and she took a few steps back along with her strength. Two figures jumped over her, one left and one right, and kicked the monster that was about to get up from the ground again.