Tension prevailed in the castle of André, and all the servants were instructed to stay in their rooms and not to go out at will.The muffled roar and eerie screeching sound that emanated from beneath the castle reminded of hundreds of behemoths fighting in the depths of the abyss of evil, the sound reverberating through the walls and floors and the heavy velvet carpet as if they were piercing the human brain.Shivering in their rooms, wrapped in heavy quilts or blankets, an eerie cold wind had been circling all over the castle for hours, and even though there were thick walls, it still penetrated every room, making the castle as cold as it was outside.Some of the servants who lived on the lower floors of the castle were even moved to the hall on the second floor in terror when they saw phantom snowflakes appear out of thin air in their rooms.This strange phenomenon has not happened in many horrors that have happened in this damn castle, and people think of the exorcists who went underground to fight the evil spirits earlier, and they know that the supernatural phenomenon in front of them must be related to the fierce battle that is taking place deep underground.The cold winds and snowflakes that passed through the walls weakened a few times and then intensified again, and there was a nervous speculation that these strange phenomena had something to do with the fighting situation deep underground—whether they strengthened or weakened, and it was a comfort to the people, at least as evidence of the stalemate.To the poor people of the castle, the evil spirit has always been synonymous with invincibility, and it would be a great encouragement to anyone who could fight it to a stalemate.While most of the people were confined to their rooms and afraid to go out, Igor, the owner of the castle, stood in the courtyard behind the main building, his heavy fur coat and a layer of snowflakes on his body, the cold almost soaking his bone marrow, but his eyes were still fixed on the door of the chapel.The zombie-faced butler stood beside him, shivering from the cold, but he dutifully kept his upright, and tried to admonish his master: "Master, go back to your room, at least it will be warmer up there." ”"No, wait."
Igor muttered as if to himself.He glanced up at the high walls behind him, the outer walls of the castle were gradually covered with a layer of frost that had not been seen in the past three hundred years.The castle has always been one of the most special places in the snowfield due to the presence of the wraith, and the wind and snow from the natural world outside have never entered the radius of the castle within a hundred meters, but now, a blizzard from some twisted nightmare is drifting up from the depths of the ground, gradually freezing the fortress.He saw that the heavy rocks were covered with large crusts of ice, and that snowflakes were emerging from the surface and swirling as if consciously covering the outer walls of the fortress.At the same time, snowflakes seeped out of the walls and drifted high into the sky: it was a heavy snow flying out of the room.This strange phenomenon was reflected in Igor's dark brown eyes, and he seemed to see an ancient and powerful soul rushing violently to the surface, and behind this soul there was another, more powerful and strange thing chasing him, that even more powerful strange thing with a wonderful melody, light and eerie, as if it were a song......
Song?
Igor shook his head, he knew that the angry spirit had invaded his consciousness just now, and he might have received the scene deep underground through the angry spirit's senses, but what was the song?
Just when Igor was puzzled, the blizzard that poured from the bottom up suddenly stopped."
It's over?"
Igor stretched out his hand, which was almost frozen, to catch the snowflakes that were drifting back from the sky, the latter penetrated his palm like a shadow, and the butler next to him subconsciously asked: "Master, who won?"
”Igor felt the voice that had been entrenched in his head for decades slowly fading, and since that nightmarish birthday at the age of six, he finally felt an indescribable peace again: "Perhaps......
The evil spirit is finally dead. ”After a while, he heard a noise coming from the chapel, and the butler subconsciously nervous, but when he saw that it was a human who pushed the door open, he relaxed again.Hao Ren was surprised to see Igor standing at the door waiting for him, looking at the thick layer of snowflakes on the old man's body, it is estimated that he has stood at the door of the chapel from the beginning and has never left."
Grab it, we'll take it away."
Igor finally heard the result with his own ears, and immediately wanted to step forward to give Hao Ren a hug, but as soon as he took a step, he almost staggered to the ground: the old man's legs were frozen."
Thank you, thank you......
I don't even know how to express my gratitude, no one has been able to lift this curse for three hundred years, I never thought that the nightmare of the Andrei family would end in my generation......"
Igor came to Hao Ren tremblingly with the support of the middle-aged butler, "I ......"
Hao Ren waved his hand at him: "I'll talk about these things later, and now I have more important things to ask you - you still remember the gift your ancestors received from the witch, right?"
A stone. ”Hao Ren's expression was very serious, deliberately creating an eerie atmosphere, and Igor really became nervous when he saw this situation: "Yes......
What's wrong with that stone?
”"It's related to the 'curse'," Nangong Sanba stepped forward and said solemnly, "Give it to us." ”Igor really showed a hesitant look when he heard this, and he quickly calmed down from the joy of the curse being broken, obviously that the stone meant a lot to him, and could even overwhelm the suffering of the Andrei family for three hundred years: "This ......
That stone is the foundation of Andrei's family......"
"A stone is heavier than the curse of the evil spirits, or is it?"
”Betsy couldn't help but mutter.Igor smiled bitterly: "The ancestor once passed down a saying, that stone is a gift from the witch, and future generations can enjoy it, but it must not be lost or destroyed, otherwise it will be punished more severely by the witch - I don't believe your words, but I believe the warning left by the ancestor more, after all, we have been punished by the witch once: the evil spirit is." ”Hao Ren looked at Vivian with a smile: "What a mess did you leave back then......
Vivian turned her head innocently: "What does that have to do with me - people back then were superstitious, and no matter how normal a sentence was, they were talked about for three generations, how did I know that they would make this matter so mysterious later." ”Igor looked at Hao Ren and Vivian muttering in confusion, and the old man couldn't understand the Chinese they used.But soon Hao Ren turned to him: "You said the witch, right?"
Look at the guy next to you. ”As he spoke, Hao Ren pushed Vivien forward: "This is your family's ancestral witch." ”Vivien rolled her eyes: "What is an ancestral ......"
Igor was stunned: "......
Yes?
”Hao Ren repeated it again, Igor really shook his head, with a crying and laughing expression: "Please don't make this kind of joke, I know that masters have some quirks, but this joke is ......"
Hao Ren didn't talk nonsense, but took out the huge portrait from the carry-on space: "This is what we found underground, the portrait of the witch left by your ancestors in the underground palace."
Since two hundred years ago, people from your family have not been able to enter the dungeon, so the portrait inside is still the original version - see for yourself. ”Igor watched in amazement as Hao Ren conjured a painting out of thin air, and then looked even more dumbfounded at the contents of the portrait.He could see at a glance that the frame was indeed an authentic old one, and that the decoration style was very similar to the portrait of the witch in the castle, but he still couldn't believe what the portrait was about—the witch really looked like the girl in front of him."
This looks ......"
Igor glared at the witch in the portrait and the hole with scorch marks, "This hole ......"
Lily scratched her hair embarrassedly (now she is in human form, so she can't wag her tail but scratch her hair): "I accidentally poked it out, this is not the point." ”Igor was silent in front of the portrait for a long time, and after a fierce battle of ideas, he was not easily fooled: "I can't easily believe that the witch would appear so suddenly......
And why didn't this young lady ...... directly at the beginning" Vivian glanced at Igor with her hands on her chest: "Because I didn't think about it, who would have thought that the stupid boy would become a rich man back then, and the future generations would develop like this."
It doesn't matter if you don't believe it, you touch your eyes. ”Igor rubbed his eyes in surprise: "Huh?
”"Your eyes are not dark brown when you were born, but grayish-blue, but after a few months of birth, they will gradually change to what they are now," Vivien remembered exactly what had happened, and she had found something that would prove her identity, "Do you have a mirror?"
”The middle-aged butler next to him silently handed a small hand mirror to Igor, and Vivien snapped her fingers, and Igor was shocked to see that his eyes were gradually receding from brown to gray-blue that only newborns in the family would show."
I left these eyes for you," Vivien laughed, "I left a mark on those two henchmen: because I have a bad memory, especially in those years, and I was afraid that when I met those two boys after I got separated, I would forget that they were my own people, so I left a mark on their blood. ”Lily muttered beside her, "As a result, you forgot about the mark—with your memory, you don't know anything?"
”Vivian: "......"
Igor watched his eyes turn brown again, remembering the admonition that had been passed down from generation to generation in his family, and finally realized what figure was standing in front of him.The old man Ga's pumping was all at once (to be continued.) )