Chapter 91: One more

The Duke just went to the housekeeper's bedroom, soothed the pig, and came back to the room to find that something was wrong.
The curtains on the bed were wrinkled, exposing a corner, and you could see the bottom of the black bed.
That was his restricted area!
"Alyssa?" The Duke slowly walked over and half-knelt by the bed.
Under the bed was empty, the crimson box was missing.
His Eliza is gone!
"Who ?!" The Duke was extremely angry and his eyes were red.
A short laugh followed suddenly.
The duke turned his head violently, and saw that there was someone sitting on the windowsill.
"Ah ... it's you, you're here again?" The Duke tried to slow down his breath, making his tone seem frivolous. "The guests now are really persevering, knowing that they will fail, they should try again and again.
Qin Chen said, "This time is different."
"How different?"
"I went to the witch doctor and used a little too bright means." Qin Chen hastily sold a point: "Guess, what did he tell me?"
"what?"
The duke's face changed and he narrowed his eyes.
Qin Chen went to the dungeon, found the priest, and asked separately the duke.
The answers given by the two were surprisingly consistent.
They are cunning and sane. Qin Chen did not intend to believe in all, so he came to the Duke.
The duke is by nature suspicious. If there is something he can do to make him feel uncomfortable, it will become much easier.
So Qin Chen hid the lady under the bed.
Qin Chen tilted his head, jumped off the window sill, and said without fear: "What do you think?"
The Duke looked at him without turning, and laughed a long time again: "Don't scare people, I can't die, I can never die."
"Oh, so determined?" Qin Chen said.
He looked very confident and extremely calm. Too convincing, the Duke began to doubt it again.
"I'm very determined." He frowned.
Qin Chen smiled: "Are you misunderstanding the character of the witch doctor? A ... a lunatic who is innocent and ghostless who can teach people magic."
"Of course I know." The Duke smiled arrogantly. "Do you think I'm stupid? Let anyone who threatens me live alive? Of course I stay behind, I know what he knows, and I know he will Will. "
Qin Chen raised a book with his hands behind his back: "Do you mean this? You have copied a book on his sorcery."
The duke glanced quickly at the bottom of the bed.
"Look, this is what the witch doctor told me." Qin Chen said.
In fact, when he was only asking the witch doctor, he vaguely guessed that the Duke also had a book, and then inferred that he was most likely to hide-just under Eliza's box.
No one dared to touch the Duchess, and no one could come across the book.
The Duke sneered, "You guessed it."
There was a nervous twist in his neck, as if his head was disobedient again.
"More than that, he also told me, between you and him ..." Qin Chen stopped and said slowly: "You are nervous."
Talk half!
The Duke yelled, but it was undeniable that Qin Chen's words really made him nervous.
Because the other party seems to know a lot.
There was noisy vocals in the castle, and the duke's face was even more ugly.
Qin Chen pointed to the door and said, "Need me to speak aloud to you and his situation to outsiders? Maybe your male servants or other caring people will remember, and then-"
"Shut up!" The Duke frowned.
Qin Chen laughed. He shook the book in his hand and said, "Look, you are not really afraid of anything. Isn't it just for hiding this?"
The duke's mouth twitched and his face grew ugly.
In fact, those just now were all Mr. Qin's Hu Hu on the scene. Of course, He also had to have a basis-
The duke re-enacted the sorcery book to figure out the resurrection technique on his body, but why not destroy it after he figured it out? Why not burn it like a witch doctor? That way you never have to worry about being seen.
Now that he has the book, it means that he still needs it.
On the other hand, as he said, the presence of a witch doctor threatens him at any time. Why does he tolerate the other party to live? Even the well water did not violate the river to courte each other.
Unless ... for some reason, he dare not kill, or cannot kill.
He guessed that there was a deep connection between the duke and the witch doctor, such as life and death.
The witch doctor helped the steward to resurrect the Duke, and it was impossible to hand over his life and death to another.
So this connection is one-way, or the loss is one-way.
The witch doctor is dead, the Duke cannot live.
The duke is dead, but the witch doctor is fine.
"You can't kill me," the Duke continued.
Qin Chen approached him step by step: "Why can't you kill? The book is in my hand, and I should read everything I should."
In this book of witchcraft, the source of resurrection becomes the host.
The method of killing the host is a picture. A person holds a knife and presses it on the host. The tip of the knife is only a slight distance from the heart, and the host willingly resists.
Before the Duke came back, Qin Chen looked at the picture again and again, and it was almost the same as the witch doctor said.
The Duke's response just confirmed, at least, that the book is true.
Then he might as well try it.

The dark clouds outside the window should be day, but it is no different from night.
Zhou Qi quit his fever in the early morning, but her face was still very poor, and she was restless.
Zhao Jiatong couldn't help asking her: "Having a nightmare?"
Zhou Qi nodded: "Yes."
"I heard you talking."
"Um ... messy nightmares." Zhou Qi said, "I dreamed of my boyfriend and dragged me to run and run, just like the battle royale. Then he suddenly fell and fell behind, I turned to catch him ... a bunch of hands and knives were going to chop us. "
Zhou Qi said, his face turned whiter: "He protects me, all those knives ... are all chopped on him, all blood, and my hands are all his blood."
Zhao Jiatong quickly poured a glass of water, patted her back and said, "Okay, well, all dreaming ... Ah."
Gao Qi looked out the window, frowning and no snoring.
Suddenly, mixed crying screamed in the corridor.
Zhou Qi shook his finger, knocked over the cup, and asked blankly, "What's this voice?"
"No!" Zhao Jiatong rolled over and stood up. "The shadows on the wall are here again!"
"What shadow?"
Zhou Qi was always feverish at night, never seen those dark shadows and teeth dancing.
But now I don't have time to explain to her in detail.
Gao Qi muttered: "Don't you say that the Duke will only come out when he is extremely weak or dying?"
"Yes indeed!"
"Who's going to kill the Duke again?"
Zhao Jiatong frowned and said, "No, everyone knows that if you kill more, the curse will fall on a and 001. How can you go without permission-"
She paused suddenly and looked at Gao Qi.
Gao Qi wiped his face and said, "Fuck!"
Others don't, and the two are crazy!
They came out of the door.
I wanted Yang Shu and Zhou Qi to stay in the room, and before they spoke, they followed.
The corridor was full of candidates, holding a cell phone and chasing shadow photos.
Gao Qi and Zhao Jiatong tried to walk through the crowd and went straight downstairs, but suddenly heard Zhou Qi's voice tremblingly said, "Sister Zhao ... Sister Zhao ... I ...
"What's wrong?" Zhao Jiatong called.
Zhou Qi said, "I seem to ... hear Jiang Yuan's voice."
Her dark eyes were wide, staring at a stone wall, her tight hands were shaking, and even her eyelashes were shaking.
It seemed that with just a blink, tears came down.
Zhao Jiatong stopped suddenly: "What is it? Who is Jiang Yuan?"
Zhou Qi tried to keep his eyes open again, without tears falling.
She said softly, "My boyfriend ... in the cry, it seems like there is my boyfriend."
Zhao Jiatong was silent.
She said: "Little Zhou who is not, impossible, it must be a nightmare ..."
"Really ... Sister Zhao, I really heard it." Zhou Qi said softly.
What more did Zhao Jiatong want to say, Gao Qi arched her.
She turned to glance at Gao Qi, and suddenly understood something under his eyes.
A few steps away, the stone wall suddenly crackled.
I tossed ten times a night, and every time those shadows were crazy, it was finally overwhelmed.
Dozens of mobile phones were shining on the cracks, and a large piece of stone suddenly fell off.
When they fell to the ground, many people found that the surface of the stone wall was very thin, like a shell on the wall.
Gao Qi said, "Keep away, don't get hit!"
As soon as the voice fell, someone screamed, "What's my day ?!"
The shadow is still struggling, the cry is still going on, and there is even a tendency to intensify, because all the light is concentrated on the screaming person.
The candidate took a few steps back and his voice broke: "Someone in the wall! Look!"
There are really people in the wall.
No, to be precise, it is not a person, but a person's limb.
Arms, legs, hands, feet, and head ... the grayish-white residual limbs were embedded in the stone wall. As more and more stone shells fell off, finally ... they fell one by one.
The crowd froze for a moment, screaming to avoid.
In just a few minutes of work, the entire corridor became a purgatory on earth.
Zhao Jiatong finally understood where Zhou Qi's stink came from.
An open-headed head rolled to her feet, Rao was born of the army, and she panicked.
Everyone, including Zhao Jiatong and Gao Qi, stepped back.
The only exception is Zhou Qi.
She stared at it with one eye and stumbled towards the other side.
"Xiao Zhou, what are you doing?" Zhao Jiatong tried to grab her, but caught a vacancy.
Zhou Qi finally fell over and fell in front of what she was looking for.
It was half-length, wearing a blue-gray plaid short-sleeve shirt with large bloodstains on the neckline, all the way to the chest. There is a pocket on the left chest, the button on the pocket is very naughty, it is a shiny bear's head, and someone saw it as a joke.
The arm with the cuffs was pale, like the prosthesis of a mall model.
Zhou Qi forgot to get up and sat idly with his arm on one side.
Zhao Jiatong and Yang Shu followed before and after, with uncomfortable expressions.
"Xiao Zhou ... Xiao Zhou, don't do this. Many people wear this shirt." Zhao Jiatong's voice was dumb.
Zhou Qi didn't speak, as if he didn't hear.
After a while, she suddenly got up, holding her stump deep and shallow, and turned around without a fly, whispering, "What else ... and what ..."
She was turning in the hallway like crazy, and she found a pair of jeans legs not far away.
...
"Well, sister Zhao ... help me, Yang Shu, let me see." She couldn't hold it anymore, and her limbs would slide down. She burst into tears and said, "Help me find it, where is my head !!!"
Gao Qi looked down.
He bit his back to the jaws, slowed down for a few seconds, and patted Zhou Qi's shoulder and said, "Girl, don't cry, I know where I'll take you ..."

In the bedroom on the first floor of the West Tower, Qin Chen pinched the duke's neck, his mask fell aside in the struggle, and the young man's face was finally forced into a trace of blood.
But the Duke still spoke: "You ... in vain ... force ... you ... can't ... kill me ..."
"You ... forever ... kill ... no ... more ... me!"
He said, trying to laugh.
Qin Chen frowned.
Suddenly, the bedroom door was pushed open.
He turned to look at it, and Gao Qi, Zhao Jiatong, and Yang Shu were standing beside the door. Besides that, there was a dazed woman.
It's Zhou Qi.
The candidate was no longer wearing a mask, and her flushed face was clear.
Qin Chen froze for a moment, and the strength of his hand was subconscious.
Unexpectedly, the Duke did not take the opportunity to break free.
When he looked down, he saw that the duke was looking sideways and staring at the door with a moment of glance.
The next second, he turned back in a panic, his hands covering his face and hoarse: "Don't look at me, don't look at ... let her out, out!"
Despite the low sound, it still looks exceptionally clear in the quiet bedroom.
After a long time, Zhou Qi said softly with a nasal voice, "Jiang Yuan? You ... can you still speak? Are you still alive?"
She rushed straight in, crawling up and down, and slumped in front of the duke.
The duke covered his face with his elbow, and his neck twitched nervously.
The corners of his mouth twisted for a moment, and finally said, "Qiqi ... don't watch ..."
Zhou Qi sat in front of him, struggling to chop his hand, but found that the other's finger was different from the memory ...
The whole hand is different.
She hurriedly rolled up the other's sleeves, opened the neckline again, and saw a red mark like a pin, and the whole person collapsed to the ground.
After a long time, she suddenly crowed around the duke's neck and burst into tears.
"I dreamed of you. I was having nightmares all night. A lot of people took knives ... all on you, you don't let me see. You have to push me, you can't let me see. No matter what Cry or scold, you don't say anything ... "
...
Cries filled the bedroom.
In this case, no one could say "then advise him to let him be willing to be killed".
What's more, Qin Chen always has doubts about this statement.
The duke suddenly twisted bizarrely, holding Zhou Qi's finger suddenly to her neck, and holding it violently.
Zhou Qi's eyes widened, tears hadn't had time to close, and he looked at him blankly.
Qin Chen grabbed the Duke's wrist.
"It's a touching friendship. It's been so long, it's still possible ..." The Duke's mocking words hadn't finished yet, and he changed his sorrow in twisting, and his fingers were unloaded.
He didn't hesitate this time, pushing Zhou Qi aside and saying, "Qi Qi, obedience ... don't be so close to me, I ... I should ... I can't hold on for so long, I don't know how long it will last."
Zhou Qi panicked, Zhao Jiatong and Yang Shu came to hold her.
The Duke caught Qin suddenly: "Help me ... help me, I don't want to do this anymore."
"You ..." Qin Chen frowned and looked at Zhou Qi again.
The duke's eyes were red, and he seemed to be struggling to refrain from looking at Zhou Qi's face: "This way, one day will kill you ... I don't want to ... I don't want to suddenly return to God one day and see whose head is held in my hand ... holding ... Qiqi's head ... I'm scared, I'm too scared. "
"The witch doctor said that the curse can only be resolved if the duke is willing to be killed, and all who are killed by the duke can be relieved." Qin Chen whispered, "but ..."
"Fake." Jiang Yuan struggled twice and tried hard to say, "I am him, I know him ... Fake. He checked, I know. As a result, he volunteered to accumulate ... accumulate for so long Dedication to the witch doctor. "
He gritted his teeth and jumped out word by word: "The real host ... is the witch doctor! Only the duke can kill the witch doctor, but the witch doctor is dead, and the duke cannot live ..."
Let the duke do whatever he wants to do to the witch doctor, and let the witch doctor willingly be killed ...
This is a dead circle, so it has been dead for so long.
Jiang Yuan seemed to be sober and quickly finish his words.
He panted and said, while fighting with the real duke, "... I only know that the vitality of the witch doctor lies in the duke. If the duke is alive, the witch doctor is very healthy. The duke dies, as long as it is not sacrificed and died It will be weak. It's just ... it's just that the Duke cannot do that. "
This seems to be another dead circle.
But Jiang Yuan couldn't hold on.
It was difficult for him to say the whole thing, and the state of twitching and twisting became more and more dense.
The corners of his eyes were wet, and the last words popped out without turning his head: "Go ... take her away ... please ..."
Zhou Qi was crying too hard and almost exhausted.
Zhao Jiatong and Yang Shu gritted their teeth and hugged her.
Gao Qi didn't move, Qin Chen clamped the Duke again, and dragged the rope from the curtain to tie him up. He looked up and said to Gao Qi, "Help me."
"What are you doing?" Gao Qi was a little worried about him.
"Relax, I have a few." Qin Chen said, "Trust me?"
Gao Qi kept silent.
"It's a waste of time here, aren't you such a nonchalant person?"
Gao Qi stalked his neck and uttered a long time, "You said."
"Go to the kitchen, find someone, prepare firewood and oil, how much you need."
"What are you doing?"
"Burn the castle."
Gao Qi paused: "When? Now?"
Qin Chen said, "Wait for my signal."
Gao Qi stared at him and gritted his teeth after a moment and said, "You said, you have to stand up and give me a signal!"
Qin Chen said, "Okay, I listened to it. I leave the rest to you."
He thought of a way, a little risky, and a little crazy.
If you wonder ...
He placed the Duke in an armchair and began to place candles along the chair.
If you wonder ...
Do you feel irritating and happy? Still give him a punch?
If it had been before, he must have been the former, and now ... he was suddenly uncertain.
It's not clear what kind of psychology came from.
He just smiled at the moment of thinking about confusion.
Anyway, don't let him know.
Qin Chen thought.
He lit the candle, looked at the patchwork in the armchair, and reached for a long-forgotten card in his pocket.
He glanced out of the window, then stepped into the candle circle.
The author has something to say: The next chapter is being written, and one more point, I will put it up later ~