"Master, this way!"
A huge black figure poked its head out from the woods beside the mountain road, beckoning to the figure who just ran across the stone bridge.
The figure who came out of the castle late at night was naturally Qin Lun.
In the past few days, he deliberately left the impression of running in the morning to everyone in the castle, just for now. Although he was more than an hour earlier than usual today, even if he was discovered by the servants in the castle, they would at most think that he couldn't sleep at night, so he got up early for a run to avoid suspicion.
"Have you found the place?" Qin Lun glanced back at the castle, and pulled Frank into the woods.
"I found it, young master. Actually, I came back yesterday, and I stayed in the woods for a whole day, and no one found me!" Frank said softly.
"Take me there, our time is very tight, I will go back immediately after dawn!" Qin Lun led Frank into the small woods on the side of the mountain road, and the two gradually disappeared into the darkness.
Not long after Qin Lun and the others left, a small whirlwind slowly spun in the place where they stopped just now, and a vague white figure appeared on the spot. The figure seemed to look up, like a ghost, and slowly moved towards them. Floating in the direction to go...
The place where Albert Castle is located is a steep and independent cliff like a sword, connected to the cliff on the other side only by a stone bridge. On the back of the castle is a natural moat, across the river from the Maya Forest.
The cliff on the front of the castle connected to the stone bridge is actually a big hillside. The hillside is about 200 meters high and has a gentle slope. There is a winding mudstone road from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain, which is the passage between the castle and several small towns below the mountain.
The terrain on the top of the mountain is gentle and covered with sparse forests. Qin Lun and his two are currently advancing in the dark among the forests.
"Master, this is it!" About ten minutes later, the hunchbacked servant who was leading the way stopped in front of a stone tablet.
"Dig it!" Qin Lun looked up at the sky, and took the lead to pick up a shovel on the ground.
"Master, just let me come!" Frank stretched out his hand quickly.
"No, let's go together, time is too tight!" Qin Lun shook his hands and continued to work.
Soon, the stele fell to the ground, and a large hole was dug out in the mud behind it, revealing a coffin underneath.
"Open it!" Qin Lun looked at the coffin, his eyes sparkling slightly.
"Yes, master!" Frank agreed, spat on his hand, picked up the tool and jumped into the grave, nailing the awl directly into the crack of the coffin lid.
"Aggression!" In the silent night, accompanied by the chirping of insects, the knocking sound was heard far away. With the hazy moonlight through the treetops, the stone tablet that fell on the ground revealed the stone carvings on it.
"Stephen Albert"
"Fennett Calendar 1694-1732"
This is Stephen Albert's grave! In fact, this woodland is Albert's family cemetery, and the people buried around are the ancestors of the Albert family.
The death of Stephen Albert was not a secret. Almost everyone in the town of Odia knew it. The Albert family claimed that he died of a disease, but did not disclose whether he died of the disease.
A few days ago, when Qin Lun first arrived at Albert Castle, he asked Frank to ask the castle servants about the cause of Stephen's death and the location of his grave. Of course, all the content of the questioning was prepared by Qin Lun. They are all very simple and cryptic questions, such as: through the relationship of Elizabeth or Laura, inadvertently inquire about the whereabouts of their father and brother—Stephen, and find out whether they are buried in the family cemetery.
Qin Lun knew that the Albert family must have unified the external caliber about this, so these questions should not arouse the suspicion of the servants, and they can naturally confirm the location of the cemetery.
In fact, even without the incident of Little Miller, Qin Lun would have asked Frank to leave the castle at an appropriate time to find Stephen's tomb for him. For the hunchbacked servant who has been digging up the corpses of his master for many years and providing medical research materials, as long as he knows the general direction of the cemetery, it is easy.
"Creak!" The coffin made a piercing sound. Frank had great strength and was used to this kind of thing, so he quickly opened the nailed coffin lid.
"Bang!" The coffin lid was thrown aside by the hunchbacked servant.
"How did this happen?" Frank looked at the opened coffin and was taken aback.
"Hehehe!" Qin Lun's gloomy laughter sounded in the dark cemetery.
Sure enough! Qin Lun's eyes lit up, and he pinched his knuckles. Under the hazy moonlight, Stephen Albert's coffin was empty, and there was no corpse at all.
"Master, is this Stephen still alive?" Frank turned to look at Qin Lun in surprise.
The hunchbacked servant originally thought that the master wanted to use Stephen's body to conduct some kind of medical research as before. With his meager knowledge of the world, he still can't imagine that Stephen's identity is different from other ordinary corpses.
"Whether he's dead or not, we can't be sure yet!" Qin Lun shook his head. He didn't explain anything to Frank. The hunchbacked servant didn't need to know this, "Uh... Huh!"
Just as Qin Lun was about to order his servants to bury the coffin again, he suddenly felt a gust of cold wind blowing on his back, and felt a throbbing in his heart for no reason. He turned around like a whirlwind, and swung the shovel in his hand violently behind him.
"Dang!" The shovel swung empty, Qin Lun couldn't help staggering, the iron shovel head slammed into the ground, splashing a string of sparks.
"What's wrong, master?" Frank quickly climbed up from the grave, holding the hammer and awl in his hand, and stood beside the master.
Illusion? No, not right! Qin Lun narrowed his eyes slightly, and a little scarlet blood began to appear in his pupils.
"This is the second time!" Qin Lun yelled in a deep voice towards the empty forest in front of him, "Since you have something to tell me, come out!"
"Master..." The hunchbacked servant squeezed the tool in his hand, nervously looking at the gloomy woods in front of him.
He has dealt with corpses in the cemetery all year round, and he is no stranger to the current situation. Every time when there is silence around the cemetery and there is no sound of insects chirping, he will see some strange things. But now, this cemetery is like this, the surroundings are terrifyingly quiet, they seem to be isolated in another space, belonging to the world of the dead.
"Alas... be careful!" In the darkest shadow in front of the two of them, a hazy white figure flickered, erratic in the woods.
The white figure appears to be a long-haired woman in a white dress. The woman raised a hand towards them, and a black hole appeared on her hazy face, which seemed to be at the position of her mouth, and an inaudible warning came faintly.
"Young master, be careful!" Just as Qin Lun was staring at the white figure, there was a broken gong-like shout in his ear.
Before Qin Lun could react, he felt a strong force coming from his side, and his body was suddenly pushed to the ground. The force was so fierce that he couldn't help rolling several times on the ground.
It's Frank! Qin Lun tightened his arms to cover his head and face, knowing that it was the hunchbacked servant who pushed him down. If it wasn't for Frank who was close at hand, the demon in his body would never have had time to react.
What is this? When Qin Lun turned over in embarrassment and stood up, he was surprised by the scene in front of him. I saw the huge hunchbacked servant entangled with a monster with long bat wings and a height close to the shoulders of an adult, rolling and fighting on the ground.
The whole body of this monster is black, the wings on its back are like those of a bat, the head of a devil has a pair of goat horns on it, two rows of teeth are as sharp as knives in its wide open mouth, and the four fingers on its palm are like hooks. It has a long sickle-shaped tail.
"This is... a gargoyle?!" Qin Lun raised his eyebrows slightly. He is no stranger to this thing. There are many statues of this kind of thing on the stone bridge in front of Albert Castle.
This is really interesting! Thoughts were spinning in Qin Lun's mind, but the movements in his hands were not slow at all. Taking a step forward, the shovel in his hand swung away like a guillotine.
"Dang!" The sharp shovel struck the gargoyle as if it had hit a solid rock, but it just smashed it off Frank's body.
so hard! Qin Lun's arms went numb for a while, and he almost dropped the shovel.
The gargoyle rolled over on the ground and shook its head. There was a deep scar on its neck, but no blood flowed out.
"Aww!" Enraged by the unexpected blow, the monster turned its head and glared at Qin Lun angrily, with two faint blue lights shining in its gray pupils. "Huh!" A bat wing flew towards Qin Lun close to the ground.
Well done! Qin Lun's face changed, and he suddenly threw away the shovel in his hand, and a strange black dagger fell from his cuff into his palm.
A cruel smile floated on his calm face, he stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, bloodthirsty red light instantly ignited from the depths of his pupils, filling his entire eyeballs.
"Master, run!"
Just when the gargoyle was about to bump into Qin Lun, a figure rushed from the side, with its arms wide open, hugged the gargoyle horizontally, and slammed into a big tree next to it.
"Bang!" The trunk, which was more than one meter in diameter and needed two people to hug, trembled, and the leaves fluttered and fell, scattered down.
The hunchbacked servant squeezed the gargoyle against the tree trunk with its huge and thick body. The monster howled angrily, opened its mouth and bit Frank's shoulder, and its sharp teeth were deeply embedded in the collarbone like sharp knives.
snort! Qin Lun's usually gentle face twisted for a moment. He didn't appreciate Frank's behavior of snatching prey.
However, seeing the entangled posture of the hunchbacked servant and the gargoyle, a strange smile appeared on the corner of the murderer's mouth. He lowered his head and shoulders, and flew two steps. With a sound of "Boom!", he jumped up and hit Frank. on the back.
"Oh!" Frank's throat sweetened, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood involuntarily. However, before he could realize what was going on, he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder.
"Pfft!" A black knife tip went around his shoulder blade, protruding from the bottom up, and pierced into the gargoyle's mouth, nailing Frank and the monster to the tree trunk.