The two guests... No, the two gangsters had no psychological burden when they threatened people, and the witch doctor even had the illusion that "I'm actually kind and helpless".
Those animals were brought by him for bloodletting as sacrifices, and he never imagined that they would come in handy like this.
He can change all kinds of shells, which can be endured by men, women and children, and can be reassembled after being chopped up... But not a beast, let alone a beast that is dying in a dungeon and is dying of mold.
This is more useful than any threat.
The witch doctor was almost always answering questions under the pig's watch.
From his mouth, You Huo and Qin Qiu knew the general truth of the matter—
The real Black Death did break out in the area of Calton Hill. The disease spread so violently that almost no one was spared in the huge castle. The Duchess was weak and died in two days.
As the person closest to her, Lord Duke was also very serious, and only lasted two days longer than her.
Then there are the male and female servants.
Butler Douglas persisted the longest. He led people to clean up the dead servants and sealed the coffins for the Duke and Duchess.
The day before the burial, the witch doctor came to the castle.
At that time, the witch doctor hadn't borrowed the body from the nun. He hid in the previous body, and he was very old and had to shake every step.
Such a man, who seemed to die at any moment, said to Douglas, "I can bring your master and wife back to life."
"Find a pair of people who are similar to them, the more similar the better."
"Appearance and identity are second, and the most important thing is heart and soul."
Said the witch doctor to Douglas.
After giving hope, he added a reminder: "The process of resurrection is a little bloody, but it is a sacred ceremony. As the one who resurrected them, you need to sacrifice yourself willingly."
Douglas said, "Okay."
Late that night, he deceived a couple who passed by and dragged them into the bedroom.
He pried open the coffin to be buried, and brought back the duke and his wife.
He chopped off the Duke's head, limbs, chest and waist in the silent and empty bedroom, and put them together again. The candle oil dripped along the edge of the knife, and a milky white sealing film was condensed.
He drank a few glasses of wine, sat on the ground for a moment under the watchful eye of the witch doctor, and chopped up Eliza like a gourd.
White candles were placed in a circle around them.
The witch doctor pointed to the two unfortunate passers-by and asked Glass: "Okay, the last step is left. Let me confirm with you again, do you really look for these two poor people to be similar to the Duke and Duchess? Not like If so, it won't work."
Douglas half-kneeled in front of the passers-by and the couple, splashing them with wine.
With his back to the witch doctor, he said without looking back: "It's very similar, they are very loving."
Douglas put his hand on top of the couple's heads amid the cry of the passing couple's collapse.
…
The duke came back to life that night.
The rotten parts of his limbs were replaced by the passer-by's body, including most of his face with sores.
The moment he opened his eyes, the young housekeeper Douglas grew old at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into an old man in an instant.
Everything is as the witch doctor said...
Regrettably, the Duchess's resurrection failed.
***
The witch doctor licked his lips and said, "I still remember the Duke's expression at that time. Next to him was his chopped wife, and in the mirror was his face that he made up by himself. The housekeeper... tsk."
He squinted at the old housekeeper who was also bound and said, "You are the most ruthless person I have ever seen. The first time I tried to save myself from death, it was not as straightforward as you, and I even shed a few crocodile tears. ."
"But the Duke also surprised me."
In the eyes of the witch doctor, the castle is full of talents.
Butler chopping people is like chopping melons and vegetables, no burden at all. The resurrected Duke only panicked for a few minutes before accepting everything calmly.
The witch doctor said that there were too many servants in the castle, and it was too troublesome to resurrect one by one. He has a way to keep them alive, neither alive nor dead, like ghosts trapped in the castle's lifelong guard.
The Duke thanked him.
The witch doctor said again: "What about your wife? Buried again?"
The Duke found a large wooden box, instructed Douglas to put Alisha in it, and replied: "It doesn't matter, I can invite some guests from time to time..."
"If it's a couple or a couple, like me and Alicia," said the Duke. "I'm patient enough, and Douglas will always be with me, won't I?"
Douglas echoed: "I am always here, and I will find the most suitable and loving guest for you."
The two masters and servants are surprisingly compatible.
When the witch doctor proposed that "resurrection and constant replacement of the body will be cursed, and the flesh and blood will be lost", they did not hesitate to aim at the town on the back of Calton Hill.
***
"How did the curse transfer?" You Huo pinched the opponent's wrist.
The witch doctor hesitated and didn't want to speak, and his fingers were arguing with You Huan, trying to shrink back a little, at least an inch away from the pig. However, no matter how hard he tried, the opponent was always as stable as Mount Tai.
The witch doctor's face was fucking red.
"Why do you have the heart to be so cruel to women?" He asked Wandering while holding the nun's skin.
Youhuo is indifferent: "It can be more ruthless."
The witch doctor is angry.
Taking advantage of Yu Yu's approach, he stared at Yu Yu's eyes, and he tried to bewitch Yu Yu by saying, "This beautiful gentleman, in fact, I have a lot more - uh!"
Halfway through his words, Qin Jiu pressed his knees on his back.
The witch doctor collapsed and kissed the pig on the spot.
"… "
Qin Qiu glanced at You Huo, and lowered his head to threaten the witch doctor with a smile: "The fascination soup was poured into the wrong person, can you see that this beautiful gentleman is very impatient now? But I am worse than him. "
His deep voice sounded in the witch doctor's ear, like a devil: "I have no problem with chopping a pig, and I have no problem with chopping you as a person. If you are always so uncooperative, I am afraid you will even fish a whole pig. No, I can't wait to give you a single head."
"Pig and sheep can also be combined."
Witch Doctor: "..."
The pretty gentleman sang with the devil and said coldly, "Choose one of the three, I'll give you three seconds to think about it."
The witch doctor thought he had encountered a pervert.
"3."
"2."
The witch doctor immediately said, "It depends on food and wine."
"The food and wine prepared by the Duke for the townspeople are all mediums. Eating these things is about committing to self-sacrifice. The more you eat, the deeper the bondage, and the sooner you will be cursed."
"Food and wine?"
Youhuo suddenly remembered Zhou Qi's reaction when he couldn't eat and suddenly had a fever, and turned to ask the housekeeper, "Is this what the castle provides to guests?"
Douglas was silent, apparently a tacit consent.
The witch doctor interjected: "Of course, the guests who have finally tricked in, even if the duke can't use your body, he can use you to block some of the curse, why waste it?"
You Huo and Qin Jiu looked at each other and frowned.
Can't think about this.
If the scope of the curse is not only limited to the town, but also the candidates. Then those people in the church who are neither dead nor alive, probably not all townspeople.
"How to solve the curse?" You Huo asked the witch doctor.
The witch doctor said: "Didn't you eavesdrop for a long time? As I said, just transfer it to another person."
"I'm talking about complete relief."
Youhu bent down and looked at him coldly.
The witch doctor looked at him for a moment, then defeated and said, "Kill the cursed man, or kill the duke."
"you-"
The butler with his head down suddenly jumped up, and just as he was about to open his mouth, Qin Zhou shoved his pig's trotters.
The witch doctor giggled and repeated, "Just kill the duke."
One-sided words are inevitably deceitful. Qin Jiu looked at the bloody man curled up in the corner and said, "Father?"
The bloody man seemed to be dead. After a while, he raised his head weakly and nodded: "I remember this..."
Qin Qiu: "Thank you."
His eyes swept between the witch doctor and the housekeeper, and he suddenly said jokingly, "The interrogation is temporarily over. What do the examiners think about their performance? What is the rank of ABCD?"
You Huo let go of his hand, pointed at the witch doctor with his chin and said, "This C, retake the test."
Witch Doctor: "..."
He pointed to Douglas again: "D, just get eliminated."
Qin Qiu raised his hand and touched his forehead, and gave a sullen salute: "Give me half a minute."
The corners of Douglas's mouth were wrinkled, and there was a hint of hopelessness in the numbness.
***
The dark underground environment made people ignore the time. You Huo and Qin Qiu came out of the hut with their dresses, and it was almost evening.
The sky in the distance was covered with overcast clouds again, and the moist water vapor gathered here.
They put on their gowns and returned to the church, only to find that the group of bowling balls were surrounded by people, and the atmosphere was a bit weird.
Gao Qi said to them from afar, "It's time to come back, and we're going to dig the backyard if we disappear."
"What is this for?" Qin Qiu glanced at the crowd.
"We found some clues about what it means to cure a patient," Gao Qi said.
Everyone turned over the stretcher beds and showed You Huo and Qin Qiu the blood on the back.
"There are repeated parts, but in general, it's just one sentence..." Gao Qi took a deep breath and said, "Killing them is liberation."
He also pointed to one of the bed boards and said, "This must be left by the examinees. Killing a patient gives 3 points, and the top is not capped."
After killing them all, maybe this exam is over.
But you can roughly count, except for the free priests, there were originally 25 patients here, and now there are still 25, not less than one.
Not a single candidate took the grades.
Qin Qiu raised his eyebrows.
Before he could speak, someone among the candidates muttered: "Besides, some traces were found. We think... At least four or five of these patients are candidates for a certain field like us."
If it was just a simple NPC, they wouldn't be burdened to kill.
Until now, who hasn't killed a few mobs.
But when they learned that there were real people among them, no one could do anything about it.
3 points, a lot for most people.
But as Gao Qi and Zhao Jiatong said, not to the point.
They haven't been forced to kill candidates for 3 points, which is one thing to be thankful for.
However, this atmosphere was soon broken, because Qin Qiu told everyone what he inquired about in the dungeon.
Everyone's faces turned green.
Among them, Gaoqi is the most verdant.
He drank more wine than all the people present put together. If the curse is fulfilled on the candidates in this field, he will be in the top three.
***
The torrential rain fell before nightfall.
The ancient castle stood under the rain curtain, like a still beast.
In the spacious bedroom on the first floor of the West Tower, the Duke was throwing a tantrum at the servants. He smashed a glass, wet a painting, and kicked everything in the room that could be kicked...
Because the butler has long disappeared.
More than a dozen carriages picked up all the guests, but Douglas was nowhere to be seen.
Isn't he the best at luring guests into making mistakes? What has delayed him until now
The Duke turned the ring in his hand, the air pressure was so low that no one dared to approach.
For a split second, he suspected that Douglas had gotten involved with the witch doctor, perhaps doing something secretly behind his back.
But soon, he convinced himself.
Anyone can be sorry for him, except Douglas.
"Sir, it's dinner time," a footman reminded him.
Even though the servants were no longer alive and behaved with a deadly air of rigidity, they were still terrified.
The Duke paused for a moment, then explained with a sullen face: "If Douglas comes back, please come here and wait for me. I will teach him what it means to be punctual."
After speaking, he put on a formulaic smile and turned to the banquet hall.
Today's dinner is very strange.
The guests stared at the wine and roasted chicken with solemn expressions. Only three gentlemen stand out—
You Huo and Qin Jiu tasted all the food as if they didn't know the curse, just like last night.
As for Gao Qi...
It was hopeless anyway, so he simply let it go and had a drink.
The duke tapped on the wall of the cup lightly, smiled and said, "What? My dear guests are losing their appetites today? This is what I have carefully prepared in the kitchen. If I don't eat it, I may be a little sad."
"… "
Well, you are the subject of your face the biggest.
The candidates took a deep breath, and with the expression of a strong man choking their wrists, they hooked a little bit of chicken skin with a fork...
The Duke clasped his hands, his eyes curved behind the mask.
At 10 p.m., the dinner is over.
The Duke sat at the head of the table and watched the candidates leave the hall. His eyes were always chasing the two perfect gentlemen, and he hoped that Douglas would come back sooner and bring him some happy little news.
The last candidate left, and a valet hurried over.
"My lord the duke."
"Well, is Douglas back?"
The valet's gray complexion could actually change into several colors. He nodded stiffly for a moment and said, "Well, I just came back..."
"What about the others? Are you waiting for me in the bedroom?"
The valet said hesitantly, "No."
The Duke frowned. "Why?"
The footman shrank his neck back and said, "The housekeeper... um... as soon as I got back, I got into my bedroom."
The Duke was a little angry and a little puzzled.
He let the footman lead the way, and slayed Douglas's bedroom with a stern face.
"Douglas, what trick are you playing?" the Duke reprimanded when he pushed the door.
The expected response did not come.
The expected figure is not there.
"Where are the others?!" The duke glared at the servant.
The footman pointed to a corner of the bedroom and said, "At... where..."
The Duke looked intently:
There lay a pig wrapped in a butler's shirt with a piece of parchment pinned to the collar.
The Duke strode over and took it off to take a look.
The handwriting on paper is flying and flying:
My lord, I am Douglas, and you have asked me to trouble my guests.
Are you satisfied with this little trouble
Wish you be happy.
“…………………”
The Duke almost died of anger.
Shivering, he rubbed off the parchment, turned and walked to the bedroom.
As he walked, he said to the servant: "Tonight, I want the bodies of these two guests! Don't even try to run away!"