Author: Youdaoyan

The appearance of the beast carved out of the stone is roughly described as a wing-membrane creature with a big belly and multiple breast bags. The whole body is pitch black. Its face has no facial features, or in other words, its facial features cannot be understood by humans, and its smooth convex surface

Like mirrors, a pair

The huge length even exceeds the body length and the extremely strong upper limbs. Although the statue is not alive, and it is impossible to carve out one thousandth of the temperament of the real owner, it is enough to make people feel like the first time they see this creature.

to the indifference and rationality of this creature.

Clark knows very well that the shadow of all things cannot be completely carved, because the human eye cannot fully observe its true and complete appearance. He is a great existence that exists in the cracks of the multi-dimensional universe, and is also in the cracks of the multi-dimensional universe.

The only creature and master, He is always observing and understanding the multi-dimensional universe in the gap. His wisdom is infinitely close to omniscience. From the perspective of wisdom alone, it can be said that He is only below the transcendent of all things.

"Why is there this thing here? Is this Kander a member of the Huangsha School of Truth?" Clark recovered from the shock and thought calmly.

Yes, the gods that exist in extradimensional spaces have all cast their own incarnations in this world, and the shadow of all things is no exception. One of the incarnations is relatively well-known, and that is the Supreme Master of the Huangsha School of Truth.

God, the God of Yellow Sand, the God of Yellow Sand left a book before leaving the world, which was the Book of Sand transformed into one eye of His body.

Clark just had this suspicion, but quickly gave up the idea, because the inner part of the white box was painted with some kind of forbidden runes with special paint. This was not like the piety of believers who treasured the statue of the Lord.

Behavior.

"Does this count as unblocking?" Clark swallowed secretly, but so far he has not felt any discomfort after holding the stone sculpture in his hands.

If there is no influence on this stone sculpture, there is no need for Kander or other people who sealed the stone sculpture to seal it. There must be some abnormal factor in it. Perhaps, he has been affected by something he is not aware of.

All in all, let’s put the stone sculpture back first.

Clark seemed to have gotten a piece of foul-smelling filth. He quickly put the stone sculpture back into the box with disgust, then put the box back into the book cover and put it back on the bookshelf.

After investigating Kander's room for a while and finding nothing else, Clark headed to the next room nearby.

Soon, Clark entered all the rooms with open doors in this corridor and investigated them.

However, there are almost no ones like Kander who can make some unexpected discoveries. The furnishings and items stored in their bedrooms are all perfectly consistent with their status as servants, and there are almost no other suspicious and superfluous things.

Clark planned to speed up the search and investigation because he was not sure how long the dark night of this snowstorm would last. He had to make a quick decision, but just when he started to investigate the corridor with windows on the side of the cliff on the second floor where he lived.

When entering the next room, Clark was surprised to see a figure going upstairs, and immediately blew out the candle in his hand.

The concealment was timely and the movement was very light. Clark hid quickly before the other party noticed him, so that the figure who went upstairs did not see such a sneaky guest like him.

Although he didn't fully see the appearance, Clark still caught a glimpse of the silhouette.

She is about 1.7 meters tall, wearing a maid's outfit, and has a plump and beautiful figure. She is sure that it is not Mirel, but the cook Hera who was molested by Count Bluebeard at the dinner table.

Faintly hearing the sound of wheels moving in the corridor, Clark immediately guessed: "This is a dining car. Could it be that she is delivering supper to Count Bluebeard?"

This probability is very high. After all, considering Earl Bluebeard's exaggerated body shape, it is entirely possible that Earl Bluebeard is definitely irregular and indulgent in his diet.

Thinking of this, Clark had an idea. He followed the dim light of the candlelight upstairs, just in time to find out where Earl Bluebeard's master bedroom was.

Clark had been following Hera until he saw Hera stop in front of a huge white double door, and he stopped too.

I saw Hera knocking on the door, and Earl Bluebeard's excited voice came from the room: "Hey, hey, come in, come in..."

In the darkness, the candlelight was weak, and Clark could not clearly see Hera's expression at this moment. He only knew that when she opened the door and the lighting in the room hit her face, her smile was delicate and beautiful, and she pushed her face with a sweet smile.

Entering the count's room in the dining car.

He just smiled and didn't say anything.

Clark could imagine what would happen in the room next, but unfortunately he could not provide any help. His eyes immediately locked on a small door near the Earl's room. After his eyes adapted to the darkness, he could see clearly without the use of light.

He walked to the door of the small room and glanced at the sign on the door, which said "Study".

"Study? If my guess is correct, this should be regarded as the side door of the study. The main door is actually connected to the Earl's room." Clark guessed based on his knowledge of the structure of the house.

He tried to turn the doorknob and found that it was locked, which meant that he could not sneak into the count's room from here.

While he was speechless, Clark heard the sound of the dining car coming out of the Earl's room. He could only give up his plan to sneak into the Earl's room tonight, quickly went downstairs, and then ran all the way back to his bedroom.

After returning to the bedroom, Clark finally felt sleepy. He moved the table in the room and placed it against the door. After taking some precautions, he dared to lie down on the bed.

Looking at the gray world outside the window, listening to the high-pitched sound of the cold wind passing through the cracks in the house, I felt dizzy and noisy, but all of this seemed to become a hypnotic technique, and Clark quickly fell asleep.

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I don't know if it was the next day, but Clark didn't feel how long he slept. He had a very light sleep. After opening the pocket watch he carried with him, he was convinced that he had slept until about five o'clock in the morning the next day.

This time is already late for him. He usually gets up at this time, then does morning exercises, cleans, washes and changes clothes, and then goes to work... But now, he may no longer be able to return to his previous regular life.

Although it is already morning, the world's response is not that clear. The sky and wind and snow outside are still the same as before.

"Let's sleep a little longer." Clark glanced at the tables and chairs blocking the door, feeling a strong sense of security, and continued to close his sleepy eyes.

He slept until he was awakened by Mirel's screams that pierced the entire castle.

Count Bluebeard is dead, crushed to death by the stone sculpture he touched last night.

The story in this volume won't be very long.
Chapter completed!