"Look at that Guan Mu, doesn't it look like an old evil spirit man who is fifty years younger..."
"What?" Li Feng was shocked. This was a situation that no one had thought of before. All the executors have not considered the identity of the evil spirit old man. Instead, they have spent a lot of thought to find the owner of the castle.
Guan Mu's identity was finally confirmed in Gabriel's diary. He thought it was an insignificant clue, but he didn't expect everything to find a weird fit in the only room on the 4th floor.
Guan Mu 20 years ago, the evil spirit old man 20 years later... Is there really a connection between them
Wuming stood up from the ground, his eyes Shuosuo carefully observed the family portrait, the photo was still clear, you can see Guan Mu, who was in his 30s, was in high spirits, revealing a breath of art, and it seemed to be a very gentle one. the man.
Moreover, it can be seen from the layout and furnishings of the rooms that Guan Mu has a very good relationship with his family.
I have found the portrait of the deceased Lin Lan. If Guan Mu is really the old man, what makes him so crazy and his temperament changed so much that his beloved wife can get it
Wuming stared at Guan Mu in the family portrait and unconsciously compared the old man's appearance.
Although the old man’s face is already wrinkled, his eyes are very similar. Wuming frowned and wondered to himself whether they are really the same person
But why is there such a big difference in age? Even after twenty years, Guan Mu will not be extremely old like this.
At this time, the open door of the room on the 4th floor quietly heard footsteps, interrupting the thinking of several people in the bedroom.
Wuming's face changed, and clues came suddenly, and the speculation of Guan Mu's identity made everyone forget that this was the old man's residence.
Zhu Zixing and Li Feng were pale, and they obviously heard the footsteps outside the door. If this was blocked by the old man in the bedroom, it would basically be a deadly situation.
No one knows how far the restrictions on the murder of the old evil spirits have been lifted!
Wuming quietly gesticulated, letting everyone hide against the bedroom wall. The three of them stood side by side in a row, Wuming stood near the door of the room, and slowly took out the golden dagger behind them.
Holding the golden knife upside down, he swallowed. Although knowing that this weapon is not enough for evil spirits, Wuming is not a person who is waiting to die.
I saw Wuming, holding the knife in his left hand and preparing to move forward, turning his right hand behind him and leaning against the wall, opening his palm ready to grab something.
That's right, Wuming is not aiming for nothing. Behind him is the trembling Li Feng.
The left hand is just a little momentum, once there is a situation, he can take advantage of Li Feng's unpreparedness, grab him and push him towards the evil spirit, so he has enough time to escape this desperate situation!
If it was Zhu Zixing or someone else, Wuming might be another plan, but it just so happened that Li Feng, out of fear, first Zhu Zixing stepped closer to Wuming for protection.
Knowing that the person behind him was Li Feng, who he had always wanted to get rid of, Wuming did so without a psychological burden. This Li Feng seemed to be loyal and honest, but his heart was sinister and vicious. He had long seen that Lu Xiaozhi had harassed Xu Lang and others. This must have something to do with Li Feng.
At the moment when Lu Xiaozhi turned black, a smile flashed across Li Feng's mouth in his eagle-like eyes.
What he hates most is the person who hinders the progress of the mission, and Li Feng is the one he will kill.
Although Li Feng was a little unsteady at this time, he leaned against the wall, staring at the nameless in front of him. He also had some thoughts in his heart. The reason why he stood behind Wuming in the first step was not just to seek protection.
If there is an evil spirit, he has already prepared to push the nameless in front of the evil spirit first, so that he has the opportunity to escape from the bedroom!
Zhu Zixing at the end is completely ignorant of the thoughts of the two. He has stopped thinking now, and the sound of footsteps outside the door has disrupted his logic. Now he has some minds leaning against the wall.
The three people in the bedroom have their own thoughts, as if they were facing enemies. But the sound of footsteps outside the door seemed to disappear, and there was no more movement.
Wuming was calm, but the palm of his left hand holding the golden knife was sweating, and there was no sound around him except for his own heartbeat, which made him feel uneasy.
He remembered that this time the evil spirit had the ability to teleport, which made the situation more difficult to control. Maybe the old man would appear in front of him out of thin air.
After the footsteps outside the door disappeared for a while, it suddenly sounded again, and Wuming heard it more clearly!
Not alone, it turned out that two steps entered the room at the same time.
Wuming was a little confused, he put his ears up and listened carefully, trying to distinguish whether it was a human or an evil spirit.
Not long after, one of the footsteps got closer and closer to the bedroom, and the sound of the footsteps became heavier. The three people inside the door were extremely nervous. Wuming held a golden knife in his left hand, and a virtual grasp with his right hand was ready to attack at any time.
Suddenly a black figure appeared in front of him, and he subconsciously shot a knife with his left hand, grabbed Li Feng's collar with his right hand, and threw it forward fiercely.
Li Feng had already made preparations to launch Wuming, but who would have thought that Wuming's strength would not give him a chance to react, so he was thrown forward with a violent force in front of him.
The golden knife in the left hand seemed to have been hidden by the black shadow in front of him, but Li Feng's large-area "sandbag" had no time to escape, and directly threw the black shadow to the ground.
Wuming and Zhu Zixing reacted extremely quickly, rushing out of the bedroom and ran to the door, but they ran into a person heading on.
Wuming suddenly looked up, it turned out to be Cheng Guoguo.
At this moment, he was bending over and covering his stomach, cursing in his mouth, and looking back in surprise, Li Feng was covering his neck and lying on Xu Lang's body.
Wuming's expression was a bit ugly, and the secret path was a bit too nervous, and he had forgotten the existence of Xu Lang and Cheng Guoguo. Under such a high pressure, the nerves were so nervous that they could not even hear the sound of evil spirits or human footsteps.
Zhu Zixing flashed a flashlight, and he also saw that this was a misunderstanding.
Seeing Xu Lang who fell on the ground and was pushing Li Feng all the time, he leaned in surprise, moved Li Feng's body, pushed him to the ground with force, and helped Xu Lang up: "Brother Xu, you are all right. Great!"
Xu Lang waved his hand pale, it seemed that the impact was not light.
Li Feng finally reacted at this time. It turned out that Xu Lang and Cheng Guoguo's footsteps had been the sound. But what made him most depressed was that Wuming unexpectedly acted first and threw himself out like a sandbag.
Fortunately, I met Xu Lang this time. If next time I face the old man with evil spirits...
Li Feng looked at the nameless back, his eyes were fierce, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Cheng Guoguo was clutching her stomach, and it seemed that she was also hit hard enough. After a while, she accused Wuming and said, "You are right. I didn't die in the hands of the evil spirit. I was almost killed by you."
Wuming ignored him, turned his head and looked at Xu Lang: "Are you okay?"
When Cheng Guoguo heard Wuming not only did not apologize, but instead asked about Xu Lang's situation, he was even more anxious: "What's the matter with you, I was so miserable by you, why did you go to Xu Lang to talk?"
Of course Xu Lang understood the way Wuming and others did, and didn't care too much, so he waved his hand to indicate that it was OK.
Wuming then said to the two of them: "I have a situation here, go into the bedroom and say."
The group returned to the bedroom again and stood in front of the family portrait photo.
"This is Guanmu's family. We found this line of lettering." Wuming first informed the situation and handed Zhu Zixing the black book to Xu Lang, "This is a collection of portraits of the deceased."
"We suspect that the identity of the evil spirit old man is Guan Mu himself."
Cheng Guoguo's eyes widened, covering her mouth and putting on the frame of the family portrait, while looking at it, she said, "No, this is too evil!"
Xu Lang's face was also full of weirdness, and he began to flip through the black booklet, then leaned against the wall, carefully observing the family portrait photo.
Not long after, the two returned to their original positions together. Xu Lang bowed his head for a while and then slowly said, "I'm afraid your guess is correct..."
"We have never known the outcome of the Guanmu family, but it is logically impossible to survive. From the portrait of Lin Lan in the black booklet, it can be seen that his wife is dead."
However, Guan Mu and his son Guan Chengran are the only ones missing.
And the lettering of this family portrait was carved before the time when the evil spirit appeared, which shows that Guan Mu's habit is like this. Let us recall carefully the various portraits in the castle, which fits the style of artist Guan Mu.
But if he is not the evil spirit old man, the evil spirit does not need to learn Guan Mu's style and preferences.
The most likely thing is that after Guan Mu moved that huge mirror to his home, he got in touch with that mirror, and unexpected changes occurred. This change made him lose his mind and began to degenerate step by step. For the evil spirit! "
"In other words, it is very likely that it is an evil mirror with the ability to turn living people into evil spirits!"
Xu Lang finished his conjecture in one breath, and continued: "As for why the age difference is so great... I'm afraid it is the power of that strange mirror. After all, the evil spirits' methods are beyond our understanding."
Wuming and others thought about Xu Lang's speculation, which is indeed the most likely speculation at present, and then Zhu Zixing asked: "Then how do we act now?"
Xu Lang smiled, and then said: "Don't forget, there is a special person in Guan Mu's family, Guan Chengran."
"He also didn't appear in the book of death portraits. If you count the time, will a seven or eight-year-old boy look like the middle-aged man we saw in twenty years?"
Zhu Zixing said with some doubts: "Even after twenty years, he will not be thirty years old, but as you describe, that middle-aged man seems to be forty or fifty years old."
Xu Lang shook his head and said, "You think about it, a boy who is still immature, has lived in such an old castle of evil spirits for more than 20 years, and has never paid attention to his image. Doesn't it seem to be older?"
"If you take care of the beard and hair on his face, he will be a young man."
"So, now we are one step closer to the truth, the identity of the middle-aged man has been confirmed, and Guan Chengran has been found!" (End of this chapter)