Resist the world, but I spread the curse

Chapter 182 Deadly Stone Sculpture
The appearance of the pest carved out of stone carvings can be roughly described as a winged creature with a big belly and multiple breast bags. Like a mirror, a pair of huge upper limbs that are even longer than the body length are extremely strong. Although the statue is not alive, it is impossible to carve out a thousandth of the temperament of the Lord, but it is enough for people to see this creature at first glance. When I was there, I felt the indifference and rationality of this creature.

Clark is very clear that the shadow that sees everything cannot be completely carved out, because human eyes cannot fully observe its true and complete appearance. The only creature and master, he observes and understands the multi-dimensional universe all the time in the cracks, and his wisdom is infinitely close to omniscience. In terms of wisdom alone, he is only below the transcendent of all things.

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

Yes, the alien gods that exist in the different-dimensional space have cast their own incarnations in this world, and the shadow of peeping into everything is no exception. One of the incarnations is relatively well-known, and that is the supreme leader of the Huangsha Truth School. God, the God of Yellow Sand, the God of Yellow Sand left a book before leaving the world, which was the book of sand that was transformed from one eye of his body.

Clark just had such a guess, but quickly dismissed the idea, because the inner part of the white box was painted with some kind of forbidden runes with special paint, which is not like the piety of believers collecting the statue of the Lord. Behavior.

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

If there is no influence on this stone sculpture, there is no need for Kande or other people who sealed the stone sculpture to seal the stone sculpture. There must be some abnormal factors in it. Perhaps, he has been affected by something he cannot know.

All in all, let's put the stone carvings back first.

Clark seemed to have picked up a piece of foul-smelling filth, disgusted and quickly put the stone sculpture back into the box, then clipped the box back into the book cover, and put it back on the bookshelf.

After investigating in Kande's room for a while, and finding nothing else, Clark went to the next nearby room.

Soon, Clark went in and investigated all the rooms that could be opened in this corridor.

However, almost none of them could give some accidental discoveries like Kande. The furnishings and items stored in their bedrooms are all perfectly in line with their servant status, and there are almost no other suspicious and redundant things.

Clark intends to speed up the search and investigation, because he is not sure how long the night of this blizzard will last. In the next room, Clark was surprised to find a figure going upstairs, and immediately blew out the candle in his hand.

The concealment was timely and the movements were very light. Clark hid quickly before the other party found 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 outline of the figure.

About 1.7 meters tall, dressed as a maid, with a plump and good figure, I am sure that it is not Mirell, but the cook Hera who was molested by Earl Bluebeard at the dining table.

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

This probability is very high. After all, considering the exaggerated body shape of Earl Bluebeard, it is entirely possible that Earl Bluebeard is absolutely irregular and indulgent in diet.

Thinking of this, Clark had an idea. He kept up with the afterglow of the candlelight in the upper corridor, just in time to take this opportunity to find out where Earl Bluebeard's master bedroom was.

Clark followed Hera all the time, and he didn't stop until he saw Hera stop in front of a huge white double door.

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

In the dark, the candlelight was weak, and Clark couldn't see Hera's expression clearly at the moment. He only knew that when the door was opened and the lighting in the room hit her face, her smile was delicate and beautiful. Entered the earl's room with the dining car.

Just smiling, without any words.

Clark could imagine what would happen in the room next, but unfortunately he was unable to provide any help. His gaze immediately locked on a small door near the earl's room. After his eyes adapted to the darkness, he could already see clearly Some things, he walked to the door of the small room, glanced at the sign on the door, it said the study room.

"The study? If my guess is correct, this should be the side entrance of the study. His main entrance 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, but found that the doorknob was locked, which meant that he could not sneak into the count's room from here.

While he was silent, Clark heard the sound of the dining car coming out of the earl's room. He could only give up on sneaking into the earl's room tonight, and went downstairs quickly, 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 pushed 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 shrill sound of the cold wind passing through the gaps in the house, I only feel dazzled and noisy, but all this seems to have become a hypnotic method, and Clark quickly fell asleep .

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

This time is not too early for him. He usually wakes 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 former regular life.

Although it is already morning, the reaction from the world is not so clear, the weather and snow outside are still as before.

"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 Mirell's screams that pierced through the castle.

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

　This volume of stories will not be very long.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)