This time, the sound of dripping water did not come near.
This sound was in that dark corner, ringing regularly.
Xiaolan remembered that during the final fight between herself and Moses, it was the drop of water that fell on his forehead that bought Xiaolan time.
That being said, it seems...
With the idea of all-or-nothing, Xiaolan walked towards that corner.
Tick tock…
The blind corner of the room still had traces of the servants' hurried cleaning. As the ticking sound sounded, a transparent liquid fell from mid-air, passed through the dust on the ground, and disappeared between the gaps in the wooden boards.
Xiaolan walked over and reached out to catch a drop of water.
Warm water drops fell on Xiaolan's fingertips and rolled down from her fingertips.
Xiaolan raised her fingertips and sniffed, and could smell a unique moist and salty smell...
Like...tears.
What exactly is it?
Xiaolan sat on the edge of the corner, watching tears suddenly appear in mid-air and then fall.
The light that penetrated under the door gradually dimmed, and soon the small storage room became dark. Xiaolan judged the approximate time through the noise coming from outside the door.
There was another rustling conversation outside the door.
Servants change shifts every four hours, so...it's already late at night, right?
It was quiet for a while outside the door, and suddenly, there was a slight friction sound from the door.
Afterwards, a dim yellow light squeezed in through the crack of the door.
Xiaolan walked over gently.
"What's wrong? Why are you sitting there?" said a strange girl outside the door.
"Ah," the owner of the voice knew himself, "I want to sit at the door. Don't you think it's a bit cold there?"
It's the red-haired maid!
With the faint light, Xiaolan could clearly see the source of the friction sound.
A thick-shelled booklet was sneaked in through the crack of the door and was lying at Xiaolan's feet.
Great, great.
Sure enough, she helped her bring her things in.
Xiaolan immediately knelt down and carefully picked up the book on the ground, as if this book was the most important treasure in her life.
This is the latest and thinnest book in the Morven family history.
If I guessed correctly...
Xiaolan opened the thick red shell of the historical record.
The photo on the first page is blank.
"Lily Mowen tenth, born in..."
That's right, this history book belongs to Lily.
Because Lily is still young, her photo is blank.
Xiaolan hurriedly read the brief introduction on the first page and quickly turned to the next page.
This is my last bargaining chip. If the bet is wrong, then I really have to accept my fate.
There's nothing valuable on the second page either.
Xiaolan was lying next to the door in a twisted posture, using the light coming from the crack in the door to read the small words on the paper with great effort.
When Xiaolan turned to the third page, she twisted her stiff neck and saw a small black gadget next to where she had just picked up the book.
This thing had been hidden under the book just now, so I didn't see it.
Xiaolan picked it up.
It has a round feel and smooth curvature, like a black porcelain plate.
Is this what the red-haired maid just threw in?
Why give yourself this?
Did they accidentally pass in the things they used themselves?
Xiaolan first put away the black porcelain plate and continued to read the contents of the book.
The third page has no focus either.
Xiaolan was a little scared, and her fear and nervousness turned into sweat on her forehead, rolling down her cheeks.
Page 4.
finally!
Xiaolan rubbed the page and began to tremble with excitement.
"Lily Morven X showed very similar psychic abilities to Lily Morven I..."
Psychic, channeling.
Manipulate objects and create illusions...
Lily controls everything in the manor.
"What confused and annoyed Lily Morven the most was the death of her mother, Lily Morven IX. This baby, who carried the noble bloodline of the Morven family, showed signs of the blood from the Morven family as soon as she was born.
With her powerful ability, she was born in the blood-soaked cry of her mother. Perhaps, only her mother's blood can bring her back to the happiness and peace she felt when she was intoxicated in her mother's arms."
Lily's experience is just a few pages long.
Xiaolan flipped through the book several times to confirm that there was no other content.
Xiaolan doesn't quite understand how this kind of history is recorded. The book is currently so short, but Lily hasn't grown up yet. When she grows up and has new life experiences, will she need to add a few more pages?
Go in?
Xiaolan put up the history book and looked at it. The paper and the book case were tightly glued together. It didn't look like the kind of structure that could add paper into it.
not understand.
But at least he understood something. Lily did have psychic abilities, so the hallucinations he saw in the manor were all explained. Xiaolan even thought of Mr. Morven's second wife who committed suicide and the so-called "missing" wife.
, but the third wife was actually scared to death in the basement. Could it be that Lily also used her psychic ability to force them to death?
Xiaolan sighed.
I know everything I need to know, but there is only one question left.
How should I deal with her?
"I'm so sleepy..." A strange maid hummed outside the door.
"How about you take a nap first?" the red-haired maid said quickly.
Xiaolan pricked up her ears and listened to the conversation between the two.
"This... this is not good," the strange maid said half-heartedly, "Didn't Miss Yirel say we are not allowed to sleep..."
"Don't you still have me?" the red-haired maid said cheerfully, "I'm not sleepy. You can go to sleep. I'm watching over you."
"But……"
"And listen," the red-haired maid said quickly, "she has fallen asleep."
It was quiet outside the door.
Xiaolan knew that the two of them were listening to the sound of her sleeping, so she quickly deliberately made even breathing sounds, accompanied by a few murmurs from time to time.
"It seems like he really fell asleep...Huh, murderers can sleep, but we can't."
"It doesn't matter, just take a nap," the red-haired maid said while the iron was hot, "It'll be fine."
"Then I'll lie down for a while."
"Yeah, don't worry."
Xiaolan continued her sleeping sound. After a while, she heard someone standing up outside the door. There was a rustling sound, and then the sound of footsteps came back.
"Are you asleep?" the red-haired maid's voice sounded close to the wooden door.
"I'm here." Xiaolan said quickly.
The maid seemed relieved, "Is this what you want?"
"That's it," Xiaolan said gratefully, "but what is this black plate?"
"When I went to look for the book, it was stuck in that book," the maid said softly. "I didn't know if you needed it, so I brought it to you."
Tucked into the book?
The last time I was in the study, I didn't see anything in the book.