The Spirit World

Chapter 583【K】

【Unknown Moment】

A long and continuous whistle slowly sounded across the land.

Melodious and light-hearted ~ just like the way home of life...it should be...with joy...also known as a good ending.

The birds are returning to their nests, and the insects are slowly slipping out of the mud. The breeze is blowing, bringing with it the lingering sound of the song.

Red hair is the symbol of their tribe, like the warm sun, just like their passionate flame that never refuses any traveler who seeks shelter.

My ancestors, please give us a good harvest,

My ancestors, please give us peace.

Uhu! Uhu! Ah~
My dear friend, welcome.

Wine, passion, dance, and the beautiful Suna.

Friends from afar, welcome to your arrival.
The great ancestors will also bless you together.

Uhu! Uhu!
Wine, passion, dance, and the beautiful Suhana.

Uhu! Uhu!
The stars in the sky, with the birth of the bonfire, gathered together like the people living on this land.

They sang ancient ballads, they prayed for a good harvest in the coming year, they kissed each other passionately, and their passionate looks were like the simplest notes of flourishing life.

That whistle, melodious and tragic~
"Ah, is this the world you imagined?" The whistle stopped, because the words stuck in his throat had to be said out loud when he saw the group of people dancing happily.

The bonfire reflected in his eyes, and the beautiful dancing posture like a silhouette became blurred in his eyes for a moment.

The whistle sounded slowly from his mouth again, and the choked voice combined with the passionate singing was like nothing...

The moon rose from behind him, and in the bright jade-like moon disk, his shadow was stretched to the end of the cliff. He had been sitting on the cliff, but now he stood up, and a bell tied to his body began to jingle.

Jingle bell~
It's like a stream of spring water flowing over gravel.

Suddenly, he felt annoyed, stood up, put his hands in his pockets, and slowly took out a small bottle of red potion from his pockets.

He shook it and pointed the bottle of red potion at the bonfire at the foot of the cliff. The people there were cheering and celebrating the arrival of the ancestor festival.

"Go to hell... this damn world..."

As soon as the voice fell, the bottle of potion was also quickly swept through the woods under the cliff, and the returning birds were startled! They flapped their wings and flew out of the forest. The red potion slowly scattered in the forest. The red arc was like the afterglow of the setting sun lost in the moonlight, turning into thick black mist, booming in the sky, and exploding in the crowd.

The horrible roars and painful screams swarmed in his ears, making them itchy. He used his little finger to pick his ears, but he didn't find anything. However, he still symbolically flicked and blew at them.

"Ah~ It's so annoying~ Next time~ Should I carry an ear spoon with me..." After saying that, he bent down and touched the clothes at the back of his heels with his little finger twice. The scabbard on his waist made a crisp sound because of this bowing-like action, and then the bell made a tinkling sound.

After a while it stopped.

He looked at the mountain fire rising below the cliff. The moon cast a cold white glow on his face, and behind him was a bright red. Under the moonlight, it suddenly became dark. He placed his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist and yawned loudly.

He looked up at the moon and scratched the side of his face absentmindedly.

"Eat something...what should I eat..."

【202 Charles Street】

"He escaped through the window..." Erica carefully observed the edge of the window. There was a serious dent there, which caused the iron frame of the window to sink, and then shattered the glass, turning it into white powder on the edge of the frame.

"That man is very strong. I fought him once and there were cracks on my wand."

Erica watched Chang Yufeng check the door lock, the blade that fell to the ground, and some pieces of clothing.

Those pieces of clothing were almost all black and had no reference value to their identity, which meant that the killer was not a novice but had planned it in advance, which was obvious.

"I also encountered a killer..." Chang Yufeng closed the door and tried to find out if there were any other traces.

He took the corpse's knife in his hand and weighed it, figuring it was a cheap store-bought item, not a specially made blade, nor one of such repute that one could trace the blade back to its forger.

"That killer turned into a demon... This one is no exception... He turned into a demon here, and then... he disappeared..."

Chang Yufeng looked at Erica, turned off the magic lamp, and observed the chaotic darkness inside from outside the door.

Broken bowls, broken glass, overturned sofas, broken tables, chairs, small stools, dim stairs, broken magic tables, and the white light from the street lamps outside the house. The paintings on the wall were not moved, but slightly tilted. They were not only here to arrest people, but also to search for something...

Kraft caused greater damage because the princess did not put up much resistance, and she might have been held hostage.

"There should be more than one person, but only one person was left behind to cut off the retreat. The person you met was one of them."

Chang Yufeng held the handle of his knife, while Erica cleaned the house with the wand that had been scraped off halfway.

"In other words, there are no clues other than the prison?" Erica waved her wand, and blue light filled the entire room. The furniture returned to its original positions, but not to its original state. Except for those that were not broken, everything else was almost in tatters.

"If they thought we would survive, they would definitely send out information for us to find them and then catch them all." Chang Yufeng turned around and looked at the peaceful surroundings in front of the door. The street lights became brighter and brighter, and the night insects began to chirp. The vines under the apple tree carried the warm color of the street lights, and there was nothing else.

He closed the door and started toward the stairs.

"According to this logic, they will definitely think of the place we will look for first, and leave clues intentionally or unintentionally." Erica swept the floor and gathered the dust with her magic wand. The dust and fine debris flew in front of their eyes. After clearly confirming that there were no unusual clues, they flew out of the window and landed in the trash can outside the door.

"If the killer they hired is experienced, they should do this. If the killer is not experienced, it is easy to make many mistakes." Chang Yufeng quickly went up the stairs, taking three steps at a time, jumped up the stairs, and saw bloodstains on the corner of the street.

He immediately became cautious and turned on the corridor light.

"Then... we still need to know their motives... Elizabeth and Kraft have never been out of the house. There is no way they can be detected by magic, unless they went out when we didn't know... I don't think this inference is reasonable. Kraft and Elizabeth are not supposed to be that kind of people."

After Erica finished dealing with the clutter, she went upstairs immediately, stuck to the stairs, and followed behind Chang Yufeng, searching around.

"If someone asked them to go out and left without telling us, there is no possibility that we would know." Chang Yufeng looked at the unchanged bathroom, frowned, and closed the bathroom door.

"Yes, after all, we don't have the right to know too much, but we are involved now... We must know the purpose, or the truth." Erica held the wand tightly because she said she met the guy with crazy laughter on the second floor.

She was wary of the hidden killer, who might be in either room, if not this one. But she still felt uncomfortable because of the crazy laughter.

Kraft and Elizabeth had no reason to leave, as the Great Purge had only been relaxed, not ended.

"Unless they want to do something and have to take the risk." Erica looked at Chang Yufeng's back. Chang Yufeng drew out the black sword. The light of the black sword suddenly flashed, revealing a terrifying cold light. The sword energy that came down was so cold that it made people tremble.

The darkness in front of her was even colder and more ruthless, killing weak people. Erica was no exception, but she did not have any doubts. Instead, she slowly pulled up her collar to resist the cold light. In order to let Chang Yufeng draw his sword faster, she paused for a moment and did not follow so closely.

"Yes..." Chang Yufeng turned one step into half a foot, almost walking on the ground, carefully pressing down and placing the knife on his waist.

"But in that case, it would be them who took the initiative, rather than us being implicated."

Chang Yufeng held the knife at his waist and kicked open Elizabeth's door. They spoke naturally, with their voices appropriately low, but without being so pretentious as to be afraid to speak.

Since they were in the open, there was no need for them to move as they would in the dark. He kicked the door open, quickly retracted his feet, stood with his sword across his body, and suddenly flashed into the house as if there was a powerful enemy in front of him.

Although there were no enemies, the magic lamp was not turned off, and the bloodstains on the cup and the trampled sheets made it clear that Elizabeth was the first to discover the enemy.

The pure white steel needles scattered around were neither long nor short, all the same, and were obviously defensive or assassination moves.

In this case, Kraft did take action.

Chang Yufeng looked at the bloodstain. Because it was in the room and had not been dried by the wind, the steel needles were in the blood. It was not easy for Chang Yufeng to take them directly, so he picked them up with his sword and checked the marks on the steel needles from a distance.

There were obvious traces of blood on the middle of the needle, and the rest of the needle was as smooth as if it had been soaked.

"Kraft hurt that man. These needles were not pulled out, but squeezed out by the body." Chang Yufeng picked them up with his sword, and the steel needles were placed in the same corner.

"Don't touch that blood. I met a killer who drank the blood of the devil. If this blood is theirs, it is extremely dangerous."

Chang Yufeng looked at Erica behind him cautiously and put the black sword into the black and gold scabbard: "It seems that they just captured people. Now that they have no motivation to stay, they should stop and should not kill us to eliminate future troubles. There must be something fishy here."

"Hmm... So, it should be complicated. Demon blood is impossible to control... But they still used... a low-level method that didn't exist, which turned us into demons and killed us in Fran. That was too stupid. If they were stupid, they wouldn't have launched a purge that lasted for six years. They had other plans."

Erica looked at the cup that was cut by the knife, and the cotton inside was exposed, turning pale with the light.

Suddenly, she thought of something.

"Our things?! Go and see if anything is missing!" Although Erica was excited, she was also waiting for Chang Yufeng's action.

"Go find my..."

"Then it's the same as what we just deduced... If they took our things, or left something in our things, it means that this matter is not just about Elizabeth. It's also about you and me."

Chang Yufeng turned around and drew his sword. The black blade was pulled out again, and it chilled the entire room.

"I even hope so... Otherwise, the clues will be cut off and we will have no choice but to go to the prison to rescue people, which will be even worse. Now as long as there is still hope for the goal, we can definitely avoid going in a worse direction." Erica held the wand tightly and used magic to separate the quilts, sheets, and beds, searching for possible clues like she did just now.

Although it still failed.

She had no choice but to turn around and follow Chang Yufeng to Erica's room. Just like before, they were very cautious, but this time, their eyes had adapted to the darkness, so they walked relatively naturally, no longer groping in circles.

"Let me see if there's anything missing."

Erica opened the box and found no signs of a fight in his room. The cabinet and clothes were almost intact.

Erica shook her head and found nothing else.

Even the hidden money was intact, not a penny missing. Erica put the money on her body and took some jewelry given by her parents.

When leaving home, Rajel and Aminna put away some jewelry, leaving little Erica confused, as if they were making arrangements for their final wishes.

An inconspicuous necklace box, which contained a very beautiful silver necklace, a wedding ring of Rajel and Amyna, and a gold and silver bracelet.

Erica put them all on now. This place is very dangerous and she probably won't live here anymore.

Next is Chang Yufeng’s room.

There was no sign of any disturbance in Chang Yufeng's room, but a large rat ran out of the door and was blasted into smoke by Chang Yufeng and Erica.

They were still in a state of high tension and were obviously frightened by the mouse.

Fortunately, some clues were found in Chang Yufeng's room.

They didn't rummage through Chang Yufeng's cabinet, as if they found what they were looking for as soon as they entered the door.

A white note was placed clearly on the cabinet.

It reads:
"Your jade pendant is very beautiful. I like it very much. Thank you. Oh, by the way, the clue is Chen Lin. I think you have met her. Go find her now. It should not be too late. Don't miss it."

At the end of the word, in order to express happiness, there is a huge suffix - K.

This K looks like it has been carefully practiced and has a unique mysterious charm.

"Yes, is it the heirloom your parents gave you? The jade pendant?" Erica handed the note with only these words on it to Chang Yufeng. Chang Yufeng frowned and did not answer quickly.

This made Erica look at him in confusion.

"Could it be... that the parents' enemies are involved?"

Erica's words did not prompt Chang Yufeng to respond.

He looked at K and fell into deep thought.

"This should be a way to leave your name, right? Chen Lin——who is it?"

Erica looked at Chang Yufeng. The note, which seemed like a mockery but also like an interesting clue, was placed on Chang Yufeng's bedside table, shining brightly and even sparkling.

I couldn't help but think that this puzzle was indeed aimed at my brother.

It has nothing to do with her.

Is this - a game?

At the cost of human lives.

This explains why there are copies of Chang Yufeng, and even a copy of Chang Yufeng was made directly in Bailing Mountain, and no one can doubt it.

Because the jade pendant is real.

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(End of this chapter)