Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 536 Black Porcelain Plate

  This time, the dripping sound did not approach.

  This voice is in that dark corner, ringing regularly.

  Xiaolan remembers that when he and Moses finally wrestled, it was the water that fell on his forehead that bought time for Xiaolan.

  So, it seems...

  Holding the desperate idea, Xiaolan walked to the corner.

  Tick...

  In the dead corner of this room, there are still traces of the servant hurriedly cleaning. With the ticking sound, a transparent liquid fell from mid-air, through the dust on the ground, and disappeared between the cracks of the wooden boards.

   Xiaolan walked over and reached out to catch a drop of water.

  The warm drops of water fell on Xiaolan's fingertips, and then rolled off her fingertips.

   Xiaolan raised her fingertips and sniffed, and she could smell a unique moist and salty taste...

  Like...tears.

what exactly is it?

   Xiaolan sat on the edge of the corner, watching tears suddenly appear from mid-air, and then fell.

  The light penetrating under the crack of the door gradually dimmed. Soon, the small storage room became pitch black. Xiaolan judged the approximate time by the noise coming from outside the door.

  There was another rustling dialogue outside the door.

  The servant changes shifts every four hours, so to speak...it’s already late at night, isn’t it?

  It was quiet outside the door for a while, and suddenly, there was a faint rubbing sound by the door.

After   , a gloomy yellow light squeezed into the crack of the door.

   Xiaolan walked over gently.

   "What's wrong? What are you doing by sitting there?" A strange girl said outside the door.

   "Ah," the owner of the voice knew him, "I want to sit at the door, don't you think it's a bit cold there?"

   is the red-haired maid!

  With that faint light, Xiaolan could see the source of the friction sound clearly.

  A thick-shelled booklet was secretly stuffed in from the crack of the door, and he was lying at Xiaolan's feet.

  Great, great.

  She really helped herself to bring things in.

   Xiaolan immediately squatted down and carefully picked up the book on the ground, as if this book was the most important treasure of her life.

  This is the newest and thinnest one in Morwen's family history.

  If you guessed correctly...

   Xiaolan opened the thick red shell of Shipu.

  The photo on the first page is blank.

   "Lily Morwen X, born in..."

  That’s right, this historical 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 your last bargaining chip. If you make a wrong bet, then you really have to accept your fate.

  There is nothing of value on the second page.

  Xiaolan leaned on the door in a twisted posture, reading the fine print on the paper with the light coming through the crack of the door.

  When Xiaolan turned to the third page, she twisted her stiff neck and saw that there was a dark gadget next to the place where she had picked up the book just now.

  Just now, this thing has been under the book, and I didn't see it.

   Xiaolan picked it up.

  Round feel, smooth arc, like a black porcelain plate.

  Is this also what the red-haired maid threw in just now?

  Why give yourself this?

  I accidentally passed in the things they used themselves together?

   Xiaolan put the black porcelain disc away first, and continued to read the contents of the book.

  The third page is also not important.

   Xiaolan was a little scared, fear and tension turned into sweat on her forehead and rolled down her cheeks.

  Fourth page.

at last!

   Xiaolan rubbed the page, shuddering with excitement.

   "Lily Morwen X showed psychic abilities very similar to Lily Morwen I..."

  Spirit, psychic.

  Manipulate objects, create hallucinations...

  Lily controls everything in the manor.

"What makes Lily Morwen the most confused and annoyed is the death of her mother Lily Morwen IX. This baby, who carries the noble blood of the Morwen family, was born from the blood of the Morwen family. She was born amidst her mother’s **** screams. Perhaps only the mother’s blood can bring her back to the happiness and peace that she felt when she was intoxicated in her mother’s arms."

  Lily’s experience is just a few pages short.

  Xiaolan flipped through the book several times and confirmed that there was no more content.

Xiaolan doesn't quite understand how this kind of history is recorded. This book is so short at the moment, but Lily hasn't grown up yet. When she grows up, she has a new life experience, do she have to add a few more pieces of paper? Go in?

   Xiaolan erected the history book and looked at it. The paper and the book case are closely pasted together, and it doesn't look like the kind of structure that can replenish the paper.

do not understand.

But at least I understand that Lily does have psychic abilities, so all the hallucinations she saw in the manor have been explained. Xiaolan even thought of the second wife of Mr. Mo Wen who committed suicide and claimed to be "missing." , But in fact, the third wife who was scared to death in the basement, did they also use her psychic abilities to force them to death?

   Xiaolan sighed.

  I know everything I should know, and there is still one question left.

  How should I deal with her?

   "I'm sleepy..." Outside the door, the strange maid hummed.

   "Why don't you sleep for a while." The red-haired maid said quickly.

   Xiaolan pricked up her ears and listened to the conversation between the two.

   "This... isn't it okay," the strange maid said half-pushing, "Isn't Miss Yrel saying that we are not allowed to sleep..."

   "Isn't there still me?" the red-haired maid said heartily, "I'm not sleepy. Go to sleep. I'll be watching."

   "But..."

   "And you listen," the red-haired maid said quickly, "she is already asleep."

   Be quiet outside the door.

   Xiaolan knew that this was the sound of the two listening to their sleep, and hurriedly deliberately made even breathing sounds, accompanied by a few babbles from time to time.

   "It seems that I really fell asleep... Hmph, murderers can sleep, but we can't sleep."

   "It's okay, you can sleep for a while," the red-haired maid strikes while the iron is hot, "It's okay."

   "Then I will lie down for a while."

   "Hmm, don't worry."

  Xiaolan continued her sleep sound. After a while, the people outside the door stood up, the rustle of friction came, 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 to be relieved, "Is this what you want?"

   "It's this," Xiaolan said gratefully, "but what is this black dish?"

   "When I went to find the book, it was caught in that book," the maid said softly, "I don't know if you need it, so I will give it to you."

  In the book?

  The last time I was in the study, I didn’t see anything in the book.

  (End of this chapter)