I have a cub that escapes the boss

Chapter 618 Upstairs and Downstairs

A quarter of an hour later.

The maids held their breath and trembled, looking at the dark bedroom.

Ji Hanchuan didn't plan to go upstairs from under the nose of oil painting, so he chose a simpler and more convenient outer wall.This also caused a little trouble, that is, the two maids who followed him.But he quickly found an easy solution: take Carol and Nicole up to the third floor in two trips.

Nicole came up first.

During the journey, although Ji Hanchuan carried the weight of one person, he was still strong and agile.Nicole was on his back, looking at the strange curvature of the man's neck.If she hadn't seen this clearly, she might have suspected that all of Mr. Han's cries of pain during the day were just fakes.But now that I see...

Nicole couldn't help asking in a low voice: "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

Ji Hanchuan looked at the window on Owen's side, and then opened the shutters of Mr. Moulton's bedroom.

He took the time to answer: "Don't you want that portrait?"

Nicole's body trembled.

She seemed very sad and didn't speak for a long time.Ji Hanchuan ordered: "You come to open the window."

Nicole forced a smile and said, "I thought..."

You will not be afraid.

Ji Hanchuan was puzzled, "Hurry up."

Nicole sighed, opened the window, and turned into the bedroom.

Ji Hanchuan listened outside, making sure nothing happened.

When Carol came over, she was much quieter.

After both of them stepped into the bedroom, Carol eagerly walked over to Nicole.The two maids looked at each other to make sure the other was safe.Afterwards, the governess reminded impatiently: "Hurry up, it's a quick fix."

The maids looked at each other with faint eyes.

Next, Nicole walked over to Mr. Moulton's bedside.

Nicole turned around and called Ji Hanchuan: "Mr. Han."

Ji Hanchuan frowned and stepped forward.

Nicole whispered, "I'm not too sure, but..."

To say "The Tulips in Mr. Moulton's Bedroom", the most obvious target is this.

Here is a lampstand.

The place where the candles are placed is between the layers of tulip petals.

Nicole grabbed her skirt and looked at the man in front of her.She glanced up and down to one side, wanting to know where the other party hid the portrait, but unfortunately found nothing.

She saw the man's already crumpled shirt and mud-stained trousers.What's more, it is the sheepskin book that never leaves the body.

Ji Hanchuan faced the lampstand, pondered for a moment, then stretched out his hand to break it off.

The lampstand was torn off from the middle by him.

Ji Hanchuan: "..."

To be precise, the originally upright lampstand is now bent, forming a right angle.Ji Hanchuan tried to twist again and felt a little resistance, but with a little force, he heard the sound of the wall moving.

He smiled slightly, took out two flints, and told Nicole and Carol, "Go and light some lamps."

The two maids looked at the long steps in front of the three of them, took a deep breath, and followed suit.

Another moment later, the three of them stepped up the steps.The secret passage has not been ventilated for a long time, and the air smells of damp and corruption.But Ji Hanchuan thought about it, and felt that compared with the smell in his own room in the morning, the smell here can only be regarded as mediocre.

Carol seemed concerned, and kept turning her head, wondering if anyone would notice them coming down.Nicole whispered a few times, and Carol sighed: "I know, but still..."

Can't help it.

Nicole looked at her worriedly and said nothing more.

The three continued down.

Stepping on the steps, you can feel the damp moss under your shoes.As they walked along the way, Ji Hanchuan conveniently lit up the lamp next to him.Carol became even more worried, and said, "Mr. Han—"

Her voice echoed in this small space.

Ji Hanchuan didn't look back.With the light behind him, his shadow stretched very long in front of him.Calculating the distance, it should be between the second floor and the first floor at this moment.He replied, "Well, what's up?"

Nicole pinched Carol, and Carol pursed her lips, and finally asked, "Won't you turn on the light like this to attract 'their' attention?"

Ji Hanchuan couldn't help laughing as he listened.

With a smile in his voice, he said briskly, "Of course it will."

Carol's eyes widened slightly.

She asked, "Then why—"

Ji Hanchuan said: "Whether the light is on or not, we will be discovered. In this case, let's go easy."

"Gudong."

Carol swallowed.

She didn't say anything more.

Ji Hanchuan looked at the wall in front of him, and the smell of corruption became more and more obvious.He kept walking, always very steady, and walked firmly towards the unknown.Perhaps it was because there were too many turns in the secret path, they seemed to be walking in a spiral, and after several turns, Ji Hanchuan had a wonderful illusion.

He still joked with himself, thinking: You look like you are going to hell.

The candle flame flickered in his hand, flickering on and off.According to the rumors of "Hometown", tomb robbers always carry such a candle when they go down to the tomb.Afterwards, if it is stopped and extinguished, it will be dead, and there will be danger.

Right now, the light of the candle is getting smaller and smaller, as if it is about to go out.Looking at it, Ji Hanchuan thought to himself: The air quality here is terrible.

It may indeed not be suitable for human breathing.

It is a pity that because the steps are too twisted and turned, although the outermost door is open, it is still difficult to ventilate.

Ji Hanchuan somewhat missed the past.Dozens of rounds ahead, in the hot spring hotel, he could kick down a wall with one kick.So far, it's been difficult.

He continued down.

Finally, amidst the breathing of the two maids behind him, he stepped on a flat surface.When he landed on his front foot and realized this, Ji Hanchuan retracted his foot again, trying to hold the candle high, wanting to have a panoramic view of the whole venue.

However, the candle is too small to support this decision.Ji Hanchuan had no choice but to settle for the next best thing, half squatting down, on the steps, studying the ground in front of him.

He couldn't see what was in this space.Eyesight is good, but can only distinguish vague outlines.It's not as good as this, at least you can see what is half a meter in front of you.

A black-red liquid solidified on the mottled stone slab.

Looking at the half footprint above, Ji Hanchuan realized that he should have stepped on it just now.

He remained expressionless, shook the candle, and went to illuminate the side.Behind them, the two maids spoke in a low voice, and Carol asked Nicole what Mr. Han was doing.Nicole pinched Carol again to keep her from disturbing her.

Ji Hanchuan thought to himself: This is the seventh day.Bringing them here should no longer have the same effect as Vera did before.But it's good to be able to chat casually and let me know that there is more than just danger here.

He stood up, hung the candlestick in his hand on the wall, took out the parchment and quill, quickly sketched a few strokes on it, and brought it in front of Carol and Nicole.

"This is?"

The two maids looked at each other.

Ji Hanchuan simply said: "Things on the ground. I can only see a small piece." That piece of black-red solidified liquid was regarded as paint or ink by people, drawing a complex pattern on the "painting paper" of the ground. , "Do you know what this is?"

On the whole, the pattern is circular, and Ji Hanchuan saw arcs extending to both sides.

The maids hesitated and shook their heads.

Ji Hanchuan sighed.

He said: "I can't help it. Go up and look for it. There may be clues in Mr.'s house."

As for whether the clue is in Mr. Moulton's study, Ji Hanchuan is not sure, but he thinks it should not be.He had roughly checked the bookshelves there before, and if there were such things, he would at least have an impression, not to mention a deep memory.

Carol and Nicole were dizzy and wanted to follow Ji Hanchuan.Carol shivered, and pulled her friend's sleeve, obviously not daring.But they couldn't refute Ji Hanchuan's request, so they could only follow him.

Nicole asked, "Mr. Han, don't you worry about—"

Ji Hanchuan: "Are you asking me to guess what this is? The risk is too great, why don't you take a look."

The two maids looked at each other, helpless.

Probably because the previous actions were always quick and without hesitation, Ji Hanchuan bought himself extra time.

He went upstairs again, and the room was still quiet.Ji Hanchuan looked around, thinking about what he saw in Owen's room.According to previous experience, Owen's various habits come from Mr. and Mrs. Moulton.The little fat man will keep a book by the bed, and Mr. Moulton...

"There is."

He picked up a thick notebook from the bed and beside the pillow.

Outside the window, the rain was heavier than before.The beetles crawled under the tulips, and a limping shadow walked in the castle.

Ji Hanchuan held the sheepskin between his arms and his body, and quickly flipped through it to find the patterns that appeared in it.

Whether it was the housekeeper or Owen, what they said meant that Mrs. Moulton was in the coffin.According to Ji Hanchuan's original idea, the whole story should be simpler: for some reason, Mrs. Moulton was pregnant with a demon.

She may have had flesh and blood with her husband before, and the demon occupied the child's body.It is also possible that everything is in the guise of the devil.

This would explain why Owen's existence was unknown to others and was never mentioned in the letter to Mr. Moulton.It can explain why Mr. Moulton talked to the church about his son, including their family moving to this secluded mountain forest, and Mrs. Moulton's early illness.

At this moment, what Ji Hanchuan wants to know is: Is the thing surrounding the sarcophagus a curse or a comfort?

The former undoubtedly came from Owen, the latter from Mr. Moulton.

The existence of the entire manor, butlers, servants, maids... have all been eroded and controlled to varying degrees.Gardeners and cooks are better, but they also know the danger and become accomplices.

The patterns he saw just now were still too few.

At this moment, Ji Hanchuan found all the similar patterns in Mr. Moulton's notes, folded up the relevant pages, and prepared to check them carefully later.

He moved quickly, and when Carol and Nicole were still worried, he ordered again: "Go downstairs."

"Uh-huh……"

The two maids, dizzy and dizzy, ran up and down after him.

At about the same time, a crippled figure came to the door of a house on the first floor.

The wart on "his" face writhed, and the beetle crawled out of his hair.

"teacher--"

The door opened.

The figure flashed into the room, looking at the bulge on the bed. "His" body began to swell rapidly, quickly occupying most of the room and all the walls.Afterwards, those eyes lowered to look at the bulge on the bed.

"He" called: "Teacher?"

The bed was quiet.

"He" felt angry, and the beetles fell one by one and crawled under the quilt.

The bottom is empty.

After a while, the eyes that noticed this raised their eyes and looked at the window next to them.

"He" looked outside, the two rows of footprints from the annex to here.

……

……

"This...not either."

Ji Hanchuan scanned the notebook one by one with his fingers.

Next to each graphic, Mr. Moulton marked the specific meaning of the graphic.As he thought, this person has a lot of research on demons.It's a pity that, despite all the precautions, in the end, Mr. Moulton still couldn't get rid of the ending of death.

Ji Hanchuan mourned for a moment politely.

He was a little curious, wondering if Mr. Moulton would "show up" next.Of course, at that time, it is hard to say what will appear in that body.

Carol and Nicole calmed down, and Ji Hanchuan ordered: "Don't just stand there, too? Come, look for it with me."

The two maids froze for a moment, but were dragged by Ji Hanchuan, and they fell into the vast sea of ​​searching together.

"A rustling rustle."

The sound spread throughout the entire castle.

The hall bell struck twelve.The pieces of meat spread along with the sound, occupying the entire castle in the dark.and even spread outward.The entire Moulton Manor is like a monster standing in the dark, huge, silent, and dangerous.

"this--"

Carol leaned over: "Something like it!"

Nicole frowned: "But the picture is not complete."

Carol sighed: "It would be nice if Mr. was here."

Hearing this, Ji Hanchuan glanced at her.

He asked casually: "What kind of person is Mr. Moulton?"

Carol replied: "Sir? He cares about his wife very much. Although he is a bit serious, he is indeed a good man. It is a pity that he traveled around because of his wife's illness and was very emaciated."

As she spoke, Carol showed a trace of disappointment.

Ji Hanchuan said, "How long have you been working here?"

Carol muttered: "Did you ask this before? You said it at the time, I don't know."

Nicole: "It seems that I have been here for a long, long time and lost the concept of time."

Ji Hanchuan said "Mmm" lightly, and didn't ask any more questions.He lowered his eyes and looked at the words on the notebook.Different from the previous finely drawn patterns, this one is clearly just a random drawing.But in the end, it is stated that using this pattern can suppress those mutated corpses.

This is just part of Mr. Moulton's study of demons.At that time, he probably did not expect that many years later, this pattern would appear next to his wife's sarcophagus.

"A rustling rustle."

The voice got closer, right next to Ji Hanchuan.

He was on the last floor of the stairs. He wanted to close the notebook in his hand and start destroying the spell drawn by the pool of liquid.But when I was about to start, I hesitated again, remembering something.

The maid screamed as the beetle crawled over Carol's shoe.

"Mr. Han!"

Ji Hanchuan ignored it.

He stretched his muscles and finally stepped into the dark place.

……

……

"A rustling rustle."

Meatloaf opened Mr. Moulton's door.

Those eyes saw at a glance that the secret door beside the bed was opened, revealing the long tunnel below.

Eyes hesitated, did not pass.

A moment later, on the second floor, a door opens and closes.A tall and straight figure stepped out of it, and from behind, only a head of soot-gray hair could be seen.

……

……

After all, there was a bit of wind in front, which made the light of the candles not so dim.

The sarcophagus closed, and Ji Hanchuan spent some effort to push the lid of the coffin away.

The candle light passed, and Ji Hanchuan saw a figure lying flat inside.The dark-haired, dark-eyed woman has a beautiful face and is posed holding a crucifix with her hands on her chest.But because of maintaining this movement for a long time, her fingers have loosened slightly.

Although she had been lying here for an unknown amount of time, her body was not corrupted, just like a living person.

Ji Hanchuan looked at it for a while, then smiled, "It's much better than your husband, ma'am."

Mrs. Moulton "watched" him silently.

Her eyes were not closed, but kept open.Once upon a time, silently watched the coffin lid.At this moment, he looked at Ji Hanchuan silently and quietly again.

Ji Hanchuan felt relieved.

At first, he was worried that "Game" would have to play tricks on himself again, and only after destroying the pattern in front did he realize that it was not Mrs. Moulton sleeping inside, but some other cat or dog.It now appears that the "game" at least followed a certain degree of morality and did not do such a thing.

After that, Ji Hanchuan walked around with a candle in his hand, and saw a skeleton next to him.Judging from the clothes, this is probably the priest who appeared in both the stories of Owen and the butler, but with different identities twice.

Ji Hanchuan squatted down, looked at him for a moment, and found a small bottle from his broken pocket.It contained a cloudy liquid, and Ji Hanchuan boldly speculated, "This can't be holy water, can it?"

It's probably too embarrassing.

Just as he was thinking about it, there was a soft sound not far away.Ji Hanchuan frowned, and stood up holding the small bottle. The sound of "swish rustling" suddenly increased, as if countless beetles were pouring down.It's a pity that the whole body is dark, and he can only see a small spot lit by the candlestick.

Ji Hanchuan raised his hand to light the candlestick next to him.

While doing this, he turned his eyes to the side, and saw the squirming piece of meat that appeared at his hand at some point.

The pieces of meat were stuck to the wall, and the beetles were crawling happily on it.Nicole and Carol have not made a sound for a while, and Ji Hanchuan seems to be the only one in the entire underground space.

Ji Hanchuan paused slightly.

Then, as if he had never stopped before, he put the candle in his hand onto the candlestick.

Ning Ning was on the side, watching everything.She saw Hanchuan's father turn around, there was light on his back and hands.

This kind of light also made the silhouette of the figure at the stairway reveal a trace.Ji Hanchuan narrowed his eyes, looked at it for a moment, and then walked forward.

He stopped in front of Mrs. Moulton's sarcophagus.

He held a candle in one hand and a parchment in the other.

Another existence followed Ji Hanchuan and stopped at the edge of the sarcophagus.The candlestick is raised high, illuminating the other party's face.That "person" showed a polite smile and called Ji Hanchuan: "Mr. Han."

He asked, "Why are you here?"

Ji Hanchuan looked at him expressionlessly.

On the top of his head and behind him, chunks of meat surged over, trying to wrap Ji Hanchuan in it.In front of him, a distance away from a sarcophagus, Mr. Moulton, who had become a corpse and started to rot, was standing there.In Ji Hanchuan's line of sight, the other party lowered his head, looked at the oriental beauty in the coffin, showed a nostalgic expression, and said: "The first time I saw her, I raised my head from hell. She came to Europa by boat, set foot on This continent has caused many people to chase after it."

Ji Hanchuan's Adam's apple rolled.

He realized: the one in front of him is——

"Mr. Moulton" smiled slightly.The traces of corruption on his body have disappeared, and he has become the gentleman who was polite at the table, talked and dined with Ji Hanchuan on the first day Ji Hanchuan came to the manor.

Ji Hanchuan moved silently.

He asked: "You say this to imply to me that you two have a very good relationship, even if this—well, the spell, is destroyed, it's useless?"

"Mr. Moulton" was taken aback.

He still smiled, looking at Ji Hanchuan with an expression of forgiveness and pity.It's like looking at a poor mouse that has fallen into a trap, and making the last struggle.He said: "Mr. Han, you are a very good teacher, Owen likes you very much, why do you need to do such a thing?"

Ji Hanchuan raised his hand and lit another candlestick.

Under the light of the fire, the piece of meat showed a hint of dodge.Seeing it, Ji Hanchuan quickened his steps and lit the third and fourth candlesticks.

"teacher!"

Those chunks of meat called him.

"Teacher, teacher—"

The voice of "he" was drawn out, revealing the appearance of a little fat man.Ji Hanchuan tried his best to restrain his gaze, not letting himself see it.In the process of lighting all the candlesticks eagerly, he tripped and nearly fell to the ground.Fortunately, soon, he straightened up again.Other than a small unnoticeable wet spot underfoot, nothing was different.

More and more bugs crawled across Ji Hanchuan's feet several times.With candlelight, Ji Hanchuan could see the familiar shadows at the stairs.The smiling butler, the long-faced Doug.The pale-faced male servants, the gardener who lowered his head and didn't know what was going on.Behind them, there are several maids.

When his eyes met the maid, Ji Hanchuan seemed to be touched.But soon, he looked away and didn't look again.Monica and Pinky are on the left and right, holding Nicole.Doris and Jody were in charge of dealing with Carol, and they held Carol between their bodies.As for Anna, she stood there quietly at first, but when Ji Hanchuan turned her gaze away, she began to cough continuously, as if she wanted to cough up her entire internal organs.At first, the worm feet just appeared between her fingers, but slowly, more and more worms came out, and Anna couldn't cover them with her fingers.

Her body couldn't bear such a violent cough, so Anna knelt down and put her hands on the ground. The original cough turned into vomiting at this moment.Countless beetles came out of her mouth, climbed up the pieces of meat hanging on the wall, and crawled in front of Ji Hanchuan.Ji Hanchuan stared at the orange behind those little things for a moment, then looked away.

Anna is still coughing.

The sound filled Ji Hanchuan's eardrums, causing his brows to slightly curl up.Finally, he lit the last candle.

During all this process, "Mr. Moulton" maintained a look of almost pity, looking at Ji Hanchuan.

When all the candles were lit, there was dim light in this small piece of underground space.Carol couldn't bear the pressure and broke out into a "woo hoo" cry.The gardener got impatient, grabbed a handful of beetles from the side, and tried to stuff them into Carol's mouth.

Carol let out a scream and nearly broke free from Doris and Jody's grip.But before that, a bigger movement attracted everyone's attention.

"vomit--"

Anna throws up.

Although her body was originally weak, she was still strong, and in the process of spitting out the beetles for a long time, she became skinny.

At this moment, the bones were covered with thin skin, and under this layer of skin was a ferocious insect.

"Ugh..."

Tears welled up in Carol's eyes.

She kept backing away, backing away, trying to get away from the gardener.

But the gardener who recovered from Anna still approached her step by step.

"Ouch..." Anna vomited again.At this time, her body became more and more stooped, and beetles appeared under the maid's skirt.Beetles are already occupying every corner of the small space, and their shadows are everywhere except on the sarcophagus.

If Ji Hanchuan raised his head at this moment and looked at the top of his head, he would see densely packed bugs, crawling up and down.The closest one was almost on top of his head.They kept falling, like rain, hitting the bugs on the ground, and then crawling up the walls.