Whispering Poems

Whispering Poems Chapter 78

2021-06-23

Chapter 78 blood mist

The evening wind passing under the grape trellis made the escaped Shade bear it Unceasingly trembling, even if the ring warlock, the head explodes like a watermelon, it must not be able to live. He sat there motionless looking at the scene in front of him, and the voice in his ear murmured:

[I thought you would throw the dice and try to throw another 20 to turn the situation around. ]

"No, I'm not going to gamble on luck. I'm just rolling the dice to force him to shoot, otherwise once he's cautious and kills me with other methods, I'll really go see Death God has spoken of which, the last time I voted 20, it was because of the counterattack [the puppeteer's script], so if the Blood Spirit School sends the script page again, can you still help me?"

[Of course. ]

The woman chuckled in Shade's ear, still sweet.

Shade had a stiff smile on his face, and his mood gradually calmed down. Still sitting there, each minding their own business in the heart said:
"I'm not trying one's luck, since it's called the gun of kindness, and it can't kill suicide, then under my luck tonight, Maybe it will work in the opposite situation."

[Do you have any other plans? ]

"The original plan was to feign death, but whether the suspended animation can hide from the other party depends on luck."

After saying this, after taking a deep breath again, put out a breath, Only then did I feel that I could control my body numb from the fear of dying. The back was actually soaked wet, and when the breeze of the summer night blew, the body couldn't help shaking.

Shade stood up, feeling like he was alive again than when he sat down a few minutes ago. Calmly and cautiously, he scrubbed the dice with the headless corpse's clothes, and put it back into his pocket along with the ring and the silver moon orb.

When I retrieved the [Goodness Gun] from the corpse's hand, I actually found that blood soaked the bullet casing of the firearm, revealing a circle of small inscriptions that were not found before——

No Hurt yourself, not others.

"Ha~"

He smiled dryly, and now his face and half of the front of his shirt were covered in blood, but he did not forget to take the [ The Puppeteer's Script].

The cortical writing of the little book appears to be blood-sucking, so it is not contaminated. It's a pity that the first nine pages have already been used, and the previous sentence was even blacked out in order to prevent the holder from discovering the previously used content.

Shade shook his head, took the small book in his hand, did not deal with the bloodstains and brains on the ground and tabletop, dragged the headless corpse away from the grape trellis with one hand, turned and walked into the labyrinth of the garden.

Being blown by the night wind, my brain was completely awake. After the panic and calmness disappeared, I thought with a sense of disappointment:
"I must gain strength, and don't gamble with my life again. God The afterglow of the ring, the power of the ring warlock, I will get it!"

【I will bless you, outlander. ]

Grabbed the corpse and walked into the grass behind the hedge, but did not continue to walk, after all, the blood on the ground could not be hidden.

Shade sat down, sitting next to the corpse, breathing in the breath of the grass, regaining his strength, thinking about what he could do.

I don't know how long he was sitting on the grass before he heard footsteps approaching. Before he could stand up, he saw Miss Anat who had left the fence a few minutes ago and appeared in front of him.

The female fortune-teller with short brown hair tilted her head and looked at the headless corpse, and then looked at Shade who was wearing a shirt face covered in blood, her brows with light makeup slightly wrinkled.

"I didn't kill anyone."

Shade, who was sitting next to the body with the gun in his hand, said that he noticed that his voice had returned to normal. Fear is far away, he is just thirsting for power now.

Miss Anat took another look at the corpse and raised her eyebrows in surprise:

"Although there is no head, judging from the attire, this seems to be the heart of [Blood of Mercury]. Collector. You actually died in your hands, what have you been doing in the past ten minutes?"

"It's only ten minutes past? It's very complicated to explain. This is a story of revolvers and luck. , may be more complicated than the matter itself. If you want to hear it, I can make a long story short."

He said, but the purple-eyed Miss Anat shook her head:

"Then for a while Needless to say, something happened in the mansion, and we need your help."

Handing out his hand to Shade, Shade looked at the blood on his own hand, not embarrassed to contaminate other people's hands, and finally called the head chooses to stand up by itself.

"Can you predict that I'm here?"

He asked while looking at the mansion in the distance. In the hazy night, unconsciously, there seemed to be a very thin layer of blood-colored light. Halo around it. Not only that, after he activated the [Echo of Blood], he actually found that there were traces of blood in the air, which was a blood mist that was difficult to detect by naked eyes. The Lakeview Manor mansion seemed to be wrapped in a huge blood-colored cocoon.

In his special field of vision, he seemed to see a huge and deep shadow crawling over the mansion, and the blood-colored blurry light beam connected to the depths of the dark night sky.

groaned, immediately turned off the spell, just a glimpse, his head was buzzing. He was very familiar with this feeling. It was the breath of God, and the power generated by the ceremony itself was amazing enough.

"No, the smell of blood is too strong here. I'm here to try my luck. Originally, I wanted to catch a cat to help me. Detective, now change into the clothes of the corpse and put on this Put on a mask, there's no time for you to rinse."

The headless corpse's wine red dress is not obvious even if it is stained with blood, and the mask is the twisted branches of Miss Annat after stroking the flowers. The formed wooden utensils are ordinary in shape and are tied to the head with straw ropes.

"Has Evil God descended?"

Shade asked, feeling the speed of his heart beating, naked eye looked towards the mansion, only to see darkness shrouded there. Secluded and mysterious, Lake View Manor seems to have completely changed at this moment.

"Not yet, we have met that Mrs. La Soya, or Mr. Ringo's warlock, and now the Doctor, Priest, and Dorothy have trapped him, or been trapped by him. Stuck. I need help."

"Bad luck."

he thought to himself.

The dangers of entering the mansion, Shade imagined. He could choose to leave, but he couldn't watch all the friends he had just met die. Now that he has become a ring warlock, he must be prepared to face danger, and he will not escape. Always run away, sooner or later he will have a time to escape:
"I'll go with you."

In this brief moment, the mood is surprisingly calm, and even the subconsciously curved corners of the mouth are somewhat pleasant , he knew he had made the right choice. Even if he really died in the mansion tonight, he would not regret this decision.

Miss Anat observed the detective's expression, and the fortune-teller understood Shade's mood now:

"This is the life of a warlock, after stepping into the extraordinary and mysterious, there is no turning back. Detective, maybe you just had a life-and-death decision not long ago, but forget about it for now, sorry, it's dangerous, but you're about to go through life and death again with me. Your story can wait until after tonight , tell us again."

"Will the Evil God come? Also, I noticed traces of ceremony in the garden as well."

Shade asked, getting dressed. Put on the mask and walk out of the grass with the valiant and formidable looking Miss Anat, who shakes her head in the moonlight, her purple eyes seem to be glowing:

"Whether the Evil God has come, I don't know, We can only do what we can do. The ceremony of the gods is very big, and the arrangement of the garden is very peripheral, not important, the important thing is the third floor of the mansion. Come with me, detective."

Only Leaving the headless corpse lying in the grass behind the hedge, the cloud drifted from a distance to cover the three moons, the Star River no longer flickering rays of light, the headless corpse was gradually covered by shadows and blood mist, Here once again peace and harmony have been restored.

PS1: 1W has been collected, and it has been adjusted to 13 updates (2K) on the shelves. Now that I have received 10,000 yuan, I don't know when it will be on the shelves. If there is a probability of good luck, there should be an initial order of 1K. This kind of result can be written down. The last book was the first book from 1K to 8K, which was written in 500W words, so there is no need to worry about the author running away.

PS2: Nagging again, ask for a recommended ticket at the beginning of the month, ask for a monthly ticket.