Chapter 159: Wendell's Diary (4 more, more flowers!)

On the second floor of this manor, without the disgusting fleshy walls of the previous floor, instead there is a corridor that looks very luxurious and classical, with oil portraits of various characters hung on both sides.
The only weird thing is that this corridor is long and dark, and there is nothing to illuminate except for a faint oil lamp hanging at the entrance.
"These portraits..." Zhang Ziling walked to an oil painting and looked at the characters on the wall, as if he had seen them somewhere.
The people in the painting are all pale faces, and they have no pupils in their eyes. When Zhang Ziling walks to the painting, the people in the painting will still shed blood and tears, and the corners of their mouths will have weird smiles.
"I remember..." Zhang Ziling ticked the corner of his mouth, did not continue to stay in front of these pictures, and walked straight into the darkness.
"Each painting represents a person killed by Wendell..."
"It seems that I didn't clean them up last time."
Now that the corridor is pitch black, Zhang Ziling can clearly see that the eyes of the oil painting figures on the walls on both sides are shining with green light, and with those weird smiles, this painting is getting more and more terrifying.
"A boring illusion," Zhang Ziling paused, looking at the surrounding portraits and muttered: "Do you want me to finish reading these tens of thousands of portraits?"
"I don't have so much time."
Zhang Ziling reached out and held an oil painting. Just when he wanted to take the portrait down, the figure in the painting moved. He stretched out his hand directly from the oil painting and grabbed Zhang Ziling's wrist.
"Don't take it down..." The character in the portrait said hoarsely at Zhang Ziling with a weird smile, the hand holding Zhang Ziling's wrist getting harder and harder.
"I have seen hundreds of your paintings, and there is no need to see the ones below." Zhang Ziling stared at the portraits and said coldly, "I don't like doing a boring thing all the time."
The next moment, Zhang Ziling took off the painting directly, and the character in the painting suddenly screamed.
Not only the painting in Zhang Ziling's hands, but all the figures in the oil paintings in this corridor began to scream, and the harsh screams echoed in this corridor.
"You will regret this……"
At this time, the person in the painting in Zhang Ziling's hand suddenly stopped screaming, looked at Zhang Ziling coldly, and said gloomily.
In the next moment, the oil painting in Zhang Ziling's hand ignited spontaneously, and the figures in the painting were gradually burnt completely by the flame.
"Regret? I'm just saving time." Zhang Ziling smiled and shook his head, and threw the oil painting aside.
The next moment, the corridor finally became pitch black, and the oil painting figures with green eyes closed one after another.
"Are you here?" Zhang Ziling's playful laughter sounded in the dark and silent corridor.
Huh!
A flame ignited in Zhang Ziling's palm, instantly illuminating the entire corridor.
"On horror, how dare you wandering spirits who are imprisoned by a vampire dare to make trouble in front of me?"
Around Zhang Ziling, there were already countless people with hollow eyes, with blood on their faces and expressionless faces facing Zhang Ziling.
"Roar!"
Everyone opened their mouths, revealing their dense fangs, and rushed towards Zhang Ziling.
In almost an instant, Zhang Ziling was swallowed by countless wandering souls.
"This place does not belong to you, so..."
"get out."
Zhang Ziling's indifferent voice rang in the corridor, and a flame suddenly ignited in the middle of countless wandering souls.
This blood-colored flame spreads among tens of thousands of wandering souls like a plague.
Screaming everywhere, the wandering souls near Zhang Ziling were burned clean by the flame in a moment.
Zhang Ziling stood in this sea of ​​fire, looking at the hideous expressions of those people, the blood-colored fire illuminating Zhang Ziling's indifferent face.
"In this way, the wandering spirits imprisoned by Wendell should be almost cleaned."
Zhang Ziling stepped forward, stepping on countless pieces of scorched meat.
"In other words, in this manor..."
"There are only Wendell's resentful spirits left, right?"
"Unexpectedly, the resentment of a vampire count who has been imprisoned for hundreds of years is so great that he can become an earthbound spirit after death."
"The ability of a vampire, plus a ghost state..."
"Wendall," Zhang Ziling's eyes flashed a hint of sarcasm, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, "Don't let me down too much."
As the last wandering soul was burned clean by the black flame, Zhang Ziling stepped out of this corridor, his eyes widened instantly!
This is a hall, surrounded by various medieval-style decorations. There is a huge chandelier on the ceiling, but it is not a crystal lamp, but a human head!
In these people's exaggerated mouths, there is a faint but unusually bright flame that illuminates the entire hall.
The corridor behind Zhang Ziling has disappeared, replaced by the stairs downstairs, and the meat walls on both sides of the stairs have also been turned into wooden products again.
"Sure enough, the wandering spirits were wiped out, and these disgusting things disappeared with them." Zhang Ziling glanced at the stairs behind him, smiled, and stepped into the hall.
"Where is the master bedroom?" Zhang Ziling leisurely strolled through the dilapidated rooms one after another, not caring about Earl Wendell who was hiding in the dark.
For Wendell, who was already in a state of earth-bound spirit, although Zhang Ziling could find it with his spirit, it would take a lot of effort, so it was not a very cost-effective business.
Anyway, Wendell will attack him sooner or later, so why bother with that effort?
It's not too early now, let's find the information quickly, and go to Romania.
Zhang Ziling thought, came to a dilapidated wooden door and gently pushed it open.
A scent of book quality decayed from the room, making Zhang Ziling's eyes bright.
"It should be here. I didn't expect Wendell to actually put a big desk in his bedroom."
Squeaky~
Zhang Ziling stepped into this room, and the dilapidated wooden floor was stepped on by Zhang Ziling.
The furnishings of this room are very simple. A dilapidated but faintly luxurious large bed made entirely of red sandalwood. There is a portrait of the Garden of Eden hanging above the bed, but there are obvious claw marks on the portrait.
On the opposite side of the bed, there is a huge desk on which a lot of books are stored.
After Zhang Ziling glanced at the portrait above the bed, he walked straight to the desk and took out a heavy book at random.
Zhang Ziling slowly opened up after patted off the heavy dust.
After a while, Zhang Ziling threw the book aside. For Zhang Ziling, if he wants to get all the information of a book, he only needs to scan it with Shenhun.
Therefore, although there are many books here, it would not take much time for Zhang Ziling to read them all.
"It turns out that Wendell was also ascended from the first rank of the blood slave." Zhang Ziling looked at Wendell's diary, "The dignified human earl was turned into a blood slave by a vampire baron. It is really sad."
"Unexpectedly, Wendell actually sucked up a small town in order to upgrade his pedigree, and gained immortality..."
"No wonder the church didn't kill him, but chose to seal him here."
Zhang Ziling closed Wendell's diary, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, "Unfortunately Wendell met me, otherwise Wendell would really go out and talk, I am afraid that he will be able to fight with the vampire duke."
"The church in this world will be in trouble at that time."
"But..." Zhang Ziling will turn around and look at Wendell, who has been standing behind him silently, staring at him straightly. The corner of Zhang Ziling's mouth is tickled: "This time, let me teach you for free... …Solve this trouble."