Chapter 150 Azik's Discovery

At No. 2 Narcissus Street, Klein nodded to Azik, walked quickly to the front of the house, took out the key and opened the door.

Melissa, who was already home, heard the sound of the lock cylinder turning, and hurriedly approached the living room from the kitchen.

Seeing Klein, she said with bright eyes:

"I've bought vegetables, chicken, potatoes, onions, meat and fish, turnips and peas, and I've bought a small pot of honey."

Sister, are you used to the occasional little "luxury"? Klein laughed lowly and said:

"You have to prepare dinner today, don't worry about my share, I have something to go out, maybe I have to come in the early morning, um, do a favor for Teacher Azik, a teacher of the History Department of Hoy University."

While speaking, he half turned and pointed to the carriage waiting outside the door.

Melissa opened and closed her lips twice, then pursed her lips again and said:

"OK."

Klein bid farewell to his sister, walked out of the gate, boarded the rental carriage hired by Azik, and arrived in the small town of Ramud in two hours and forty minutes.

It was nearly nine o'clock at this time, and the sky was completely dark, only the crimson moon and trivial stars occasionally piercing through the clouds to illuminate the place without gas street lamps.

After ordering the driver to wait in the small town, Klein led Azik on the road to the abandoned castle.

As he walked, he found that Azik was getting faster and faster, so that he had to trot to keep up. In the end, he even became Azik leading the way.

Klein wanted to say something, but when he saw the other party's silent face and tight lips, he swallowed the words wisely.

At this speed, it didn't take long for the two of them to arrive in front of the abandoned castle.

Almost turned into ruins, it stretched its body around in the thick darkness, branching out to the sky with spiers, desolate, barbaric, gloomy, and bleak.

Azik stared at the abandoned ancient castle and slowed down his pace.

He stopped there, his eyes were sometimes deep and sometimes blurred, as if he had been wandering between dreams and reality.

Suddenly, he snorted in pain, raised his hand to pinch his forehead, and the muscles on his face twisted to hideous.

"Mr. Ards, what's wrong with you?" Klein asked cautiously while activating his Spirit Vision.

As early as on the way to Narcissus Street in a taxi, he secretly made a quick divination by playing with coins, predicting that there would be little danger in returning to Ramud.

But he believes that divination is not omnipotent, and he is always on guard against mistakes in his interpretation, or problems with the organization of divination sentences. In addition, Teacher Azik is a mysterious and strong man. Caution, vigilance, and worry became Klein's normal emotions as to what would happen to him when he was stimulated.

Azik didn't answer right away, he took two steps forward with a painful expression, let go of the hand holding his forehead, pointed forward, and said in a sleepy tone:

"I saw this old castle in my dream."

"At that time, it was still intact, with its solid outer walls and its high spire."

"I remember that there were stables, there was a well, there was a barracks for soldiers, and there was a field opened up to grow potatoes and sweet potatoes"

"I remember there was a driving range there. My child, he was a boy, he was only seven or eight years old, and he liked to run around dragging a broadsword taller than him, saying that he would become a knight in the future"

"My wife always complains that the castle is too dark, she likes the sunshine and the warmth"

Klein, who was examining the color of the other party's aura, felt his scalp tingle, but he was also slightly moved, as if he was experiencing a supernatural story himself.

This ancient castle really has something to do with Mr. Ards. Could it be that he is really the first Baron Ramud, a mortal creature who has lived for 1,340 years? Is he a human, or a ghost? No, Klein, the evil spirit who ran around in the sun and had contact with the Nighthawks, couldn't control his thoughts, allowing them to collide with each other to stimulate more thoughts.

At this moment, Azik stopped raving and walked into the gate.

He walked all the way to the interior, and without Klein's guidance, he found the mechanism familiarly and opened the secret door leading to the basement.

Holding the cane tightly, Klein was two steps behind the other party, went down the stairs, and arrived at the place where the coffin was placed.

Unlike what I have seen before, the lid of the coffin has been closed, and the feeling of warmth and purity has dissipated.

The coffin was covered by Frye. This is the professional ethics of the "corpse collector". Klein nodded thoughtfully, watching the confused teacher Azik walk to the front of the coffin with his spiritual vision.

Ards reached out and pushed the lid of the coffin, pushing out a gap.

He stared at the headless bone inside for a long time, and suddenly let out a whine that seemed sad or painful.

Pushing, pushing, Ards stepped back heavily. Before Klein could react, he staggered and fell, sliding against the wall.

He covered his face with his palms, and sat down like that, the surrounding environment suddenly became darker.

Klein took two steps forward. He was about to reach out, but he retracted again, not daring to disturb.

At this moment, his inspiration told him that the current Mr. Ards is very scary, so scary that the basement has become gloomy and gloomy again.

Klein moved silently and approached the stairs.

He believed in Mr. Azik's character, but he was afraid that the other party would lose control.

In such uneasiness, he waited for a few minutes, and finally saw Azik put down his hands and stood up slowly.

Mr. Ards seems to have changed a bit. This is the answer inspired to me, but in the vision, the color of his aura has not changed significantly, and his mood is just as low, lost and painful as before. Klein quickly made a judgment, I feel that Teacher Azik has become deeper and more dignified.

"I remembered some things, but only a small part." Azik said in an emotionless tone.

Immediately afterwards, he looked around and said:

"Here, I sense the force that makes your fate uncoordinated."

"Ah?" Klein was taken aback for a moment, and then asked in surprise, "Can you trace its source?"

In addition to creating a coincidence secretly, the man behind the scenes who lived in the red chimney house also came to Ramud Castle and took away the head of the black full-body armored knight?

What exactly is he trying to do? What is his real purpose?

"It's been too long, but I want to give it a try." Azik's deep voice seemed to contain a volcano that was about to erupt.

"How to try?" Klein asked curiously.

Ards walked in front of the coffin, staring at the bones inside:

"He took my child's skull, and I want to find him through blood connections."

your child? Mr. Ards, are you sure that the black armored knight is your child? Are you really old fashioned? Do you really lose your memory every once in a while? And this is the price of a long life? Klein secretly took a breath, feeling like he was touching a mythical creature.

At this time, Azik stretched out his right hand and scratched his index finger with a suddenly sharp thumbnail.

A drop of red blood fell down, accurately staining the bones.

It quickly soaked into it, instantly turning the entire corpse into blood red.

Wow! Wow! Wow! Klein suddenly heard the baby crying, and felt someone staring at him from behind.

He pulled out the revolver sharply, pointed backwards, and then turned around slowly, but as far as his eyes could see, there was nothing, nothing existed.

There are not even stairs to the ground anymore!

Wow! Wow!

The baby's cries pierced into Klein's ears. He looked at the coffin again, and was shocked to see invisible or distorted faces mixed with black mist, turning into a strange door.

Squeak!

The illusory door opened, and pale arms rushed out, but in front of Azik, they all evaporated into black mist.

Through the gap in the door, Klein saw a white skull, which was randomly discarded under the dark brown tree, rotting into powder in the wind.

bang!

Countless pale arms were pinched off by the suddenly closed door and fell to the ground one after another.

At this time, Klein heard a long sigh, a sigh from Mr. Ards, a sigh that penetrated through the thick history.

With this sigh, the black mist disappeared abruptly, the baby's crying stopped abruptly, and everything returned to the original state, but it was much colder.

Klein clenched his teeth, shivering, and looked into the coffin, only to see that the red bones had turned white again, crystal white.

"Sorry, I didn't find him," Azik said in a low voice with his back to Klein.

At the same time, he reached out and closed the coffin lid.

"I didn't find it normal, but it's a surprise to find it." Klein comforted the other party.

Anyway, in this matter, I have been disappointed many times, he added silently in his heart.

Ards looked at the coffin in front of him again, turned slowly and said:

"I will continue to investigate and hope to get your help."

"No problem, this is exactly what I want to do." Klein resisted the urge to tell Azik about the "Red Chimney" right now.

Because it's useless to say it, and he can only confirm the target by himself.

However, this also solved his big problem, that is, how to introduce the Nighthawks after finding the red chimney house. He didn't believe that he could kill such a mysterious and terrifying mastermind by himself.

And now, he can seek help from Mr. Azik!

Azik opened his mouth, but finally said nothing, just sighed, and walked towards the stairs in silence.

After leaving the basement and closing the secret door, the two walked along the road overgrown with weeds and thorns, without speaking to the abandoned old castle.

In the dense night, Azik suddenly said:

"When this matter is resolved, I will resign and leave Tingen to pursue my lost past."

"Mr. Azik, do you understand what happened to you?" Klein asked curiously.

767e;5ea6;641c;7d22;3o1o;4e91;6765;96o1;3o11;;8bf4;7f51;7ad9;ffoc;8ba9;4f6o;4f53;9a8c;66f4;65bo;67oo;65bo;67oo;of;8bf4;79d2 ;66f4;65bo;3oo2;

Please remember the first domain name of this book: . Mobile version reading website: