Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 524 Sandola

   Sending away the letter, Shandora's mood also relaxed a lot.

  She even chatted with Yrel.

   "You are upset, we can all understand," Yrel said to Sandora while trimming the tulips in the vase. "After all, the stories of the previous ladies have been known to everyone."

   "You know," Shandora's voice is still so sharp, "I never believe in curses."

  "You are a brave and beautiful lady. You have a different view on everything." Yrel praised.

   Xiaolan finds this flattery very strange, but Shandora is very useful.

   "So..." Sandora picked up a flower, "What kind of people are the first ladies?"

  Next, through Shandora’s ears, Xiaolan listened to Yrel praised the previous ladies with all kinds of beautiful and empty words.

  Except for the first place.

   "Where is the first lady?" Sandora asked.

  "Madam..." Yrel cast his gaze to the distance outside the window, and tears filled his eyes suddenly, "The first...Madam..."

   Then, she couldn't say anything.

  The two children walked up and down and interrupted the two of them.

  In a blink of an eye, it was night again.

  Lily again invited Sandora to her room to tell a story.

   "I don't listen to the story of "Blue Beard" anymore," Lily pleaded, dragging Shandora's hand, "I want you to tell me other stories."

  Sandra agreed.

  After telling the story, Sandora returned to the room and swallowed a few pills.

  Falling asleep.

  It seemed that the night was calmer, and Shandora did not wake up.

  At least not waking up from shock.

  However, a loud noise from downstairs awakened her who was sleeping.

  Sandra sat up from the bed, and soon stood on the ground again.

What is   ?

  Sandra put on her blouse and went to the corridor.

  The candlelight flickered quietly.

  Her room was next to the stairs, and Sandora called Yrel's name as she walked downstairs.

  There was also silence in the lobby on the first floor.

  No one seemed to hear the sound just now.

  However, when Sandora walked across the east side of the hall, she suddenly noticed something on the table by the wall.

  A letter.

  She picked up the letter.

  "To Morwen Manor, my dear sister, Sandora."

  These words are written on the cover.

  "Brother..." Shandora quickly opened the envelope.

  "Dear Sandora,

  Mr. Morwen’s business trip must have caused anxiety for the newlyweds, but sister, please don’t worry, this is just a normal phenomenon...

  ……

By the way, I don’t know if I heard about it in the manor. Recently, a brutal murderer appeared near the village. The murderer only killed innocent and cute children. It is said that he would make a special trip to take advantage of the late night after staring at a cute child. Sneak into the child's home and take the child's young life. Of course, there is no need to worry about the safety of Morwen Manor, but even so, I still hope that you can be extremely cautious. "

  The signature is indeed the familiar name-Suowan.

  Sandora grabbed his brother's letter and quickly turned to look at the stairs she had just walked down.

  The sound just now...

  "Miss Yrel," Sandora's trembling voice echoed in the hall, "Miss Yrel!..."

no respond.

  There is no sound.

  Sandra moved back to the stairs, pricked her ears and listened.

   A trace of footsteps sounded.

   is not downstairs.

upstairs.

On the second floor.

  In front of the two children's door.

  Don’t know where the courage came from, Shandora suddenly went crazy and ran up to the second floor.

  Moses' bedroom door is open.

  Just now, when I passed by, it was obviously closed.

  Sandra swallowed.

   "Moses..."

  As if responding to her, a child's groan seemed to be heard from the door.

   "Moses!"

  Sandra hurriedly rushed into the door.

  She wants to save two children.

  Never... let the children get hurt...

  The window in Moses' room was open, and the white curtains fluttered in the wind.

  As soon as Shandora jumped in the door, she tripped over something on the ground and fell to the side.

   "Moses..."

  There was a cold sneer behind him.

  The sound of rubbing.

  The thing that tripped him a while ago was picked up by someone.

  Sandra turned her head back.

  As soon as she saw Moses's gentle and handsome face, Shandora's nervousness relaxed a little.

   "Moses..."

  Then, the kid showed his signature charming smile.

  He raised the axe in his hands with both hands.

   waved it down.

  ……

  When Xiaolan woke up from the nightmare, she screamed uncontrollably.

  Sandra’s story came to an abrupt end.

  Is the things in the dream true?

  Moses...

   is Moses?

   Xiaolan found herself lying next to the stone bed, and sat up with her arms propped on her body.

  A strange touch came from the tip of the right finger.

   Xiaolan raised his hand and illuminated it with the faint candle.

   Between the fingers of the right hand, there is a long strand of hair wrapped around it.

  A brown hair.

  The dead maid was blonde, and she was black.

  Could it be...Sandra’s hair?

  But why does it appear here?

   Xiaolan's breathing was not even, and the door position heard the sound of the wooden window being opened.

  A group of flaming red appeared outside that small window.

   "You... are you okay?" the person outside the window asked timidly.

   is the red-haired maid.

   "It's you!" Xiaolan was happy for a second, but soon calmed down, "You... why are you here?"

  "Miss Yrel arranged for a servant to guard the door." The maid said simply and concisely.

   Xiaolan nodded.

  The maid did not close the window, and the two silently stared at each other.

   "What happened to you... just now?"

   Xiaolan just wanted to open her mouth, but when she said it, she changed into, "Do you believe I am innocent?"

  The maid hesitated for a while, then opened her mouth, "I think you look... normal."

   Xiaolan smiled, "Thank you."

   "Then you were just..." the maid asked.

   "I had a nightmare," Xiaolan stood up, "I was scared by the nightmare."

  Xiaolan still chose to hide the content of her dream.

  After all, at least as of now, there is still a maid who believes that her brain is normal. If you talk about the murderer in the dream, no one will think she is normal.

  The maid smiled silently after hearing Xiaolan’s words, "Is it scary to be inside?"

   "Why is it terrible?"

   "After all... there is..." the maid quietly pointed.

   Xiaolan glanced back, "If it were you, would it be scary?"

"I will not."

   "Why?"

   "Because she is my friend," the maid lowered her head, her voice was a little dull, "Even if she...we are also friends."

  (End of this chapter)