My cemetery is connected to the game world

At night, an indescribable strange atmosphere enveloped Earl Secombe's courtyard. There seemed to be something in those dark corners peering at everything around him.

The main building was much deserted than before, which was unusual.

Earl Secombe was the Secretary-General of the Imperial Heavy Industry Committee during his lifetime. He was rich, powerful and powerful, with hundreds of domestic servants. But now there are a lot less of them, and the remaining servants have lost their previous enthusiasm for life, not because they remember their lost master in their hearts, but because of recent events that make them nervous all the time.

Some people say that those servants who were dismissed were not really dismissed, but were all dead.

Monsters were seen haunting the house at night, dragging away lone servants.

Some people said they heard some strange noises.

Some people say that the new housekeeper was a very cruel person. She killed a maid and took her heart.

"Who said I killed a maid and took her heart."

When several servants gathered together to discuss in low voices, a voice frightened them and immediately stood in a row to salute the new butler. Everyone lowered their heads, not daring to look directly or answer.

The housekeeper was wearing a black high-collar dress. She was a beauty with delicate features, and her body exuded the fragrance of high-end perfume. When she spoke, she had an infectious smile on her face and seemed to be a very easy-going person.

Seeing that no one answered her, the housekeeper walked past the servants, and the sound of high heels hitting the floor was particularly loud in the corridor.

"Don't you answer? It seems that you have a big misunderstanding of me, which is not conducive to my management of you. Let me ask you one last time, who just said that I killed a maid and took her heart."

The housekeeper's words made the servants tremble, and they all pointed out a maid: "It's her, she just said that..."

The maid immediately explained for herself: "I'm sorry, Butler Ophelia, I heard what Tim said."

The housekeeper Ophelia asked: "Where is Tim? Let her come to see me!"

"Tim was fired yesterday."

"Was she fired?" Ophelia thought about it for a moment: "It seems that she was really fired. The reason for firing her was that she annoyed Master Cram."

The maid saluted Ophelis: "I apologize to you again. I will never talk nonsense again."

Ophelia smiled and said: "I accept your apology! Do you know where Master Cram is?"

"Master Cram is in his studio on the third floor."

"Take me to Master Cram."

"Yes, Butler Ophelia." The maid bowed humbly: "Please come with me."

Ophelia smiled and walked past the other servants and said to them: "You guys go to the stables to feed the horses. Tomorrow the young master will go hunting on horseback with his friends."

The servants all breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes, Butler Ophelis."

Ophelia was led by the maid to the studio on the third floor, where Cram, the eldest son of Earl Secombe, was painting. He is in his twenties and looks very similar to his father, except that he is unkempt and his hair is long and artistic.

At this time, Cram was painting a night scene of a small town. The stars were bright in the sky and the town was peaceful and peaceful.

Ophelia asked the maid who was leading the way to leave. She closed the door and came to Cram's side.

The following person said in a tone that should not be used: "Master Cram, what has Lord Secombe left you that you have not told us yet?"

Crum took the paintbrush and kept applying paint to the canvas, and at the same time replied: "You must know better than me what my father left me. Now the entire Secombe family is controlled by people, whatever you want for yourself Just take it.”

"Master Crum, pay attention to your attitude! You will soon inherit the title of earl of the Secombe family, and the cooperation between Earl Secome and the Deep Prison will be continued by you."

Cram stopped painting, turned to Ophelia and said: "I still say the same thing! You can do whatever you want, and take whatever you want. I just want to paint my paintings quietly. This request is not too much. "

"It's not too much for me!" Ophelia said with a smile: "But your lack of cooperation will make Lord Corpse King unhappy. Maybe Lord Corpse King will order me... to take something from you, and then Put something in it.”

Cram threw down his paintbrush angrily and yelled: "Why don't you let me go! You killed my father and took away everything that belonged to me. Are you going to take away even my body?"

"I not only want your body, but also your soul."

Klamm slumped to the ground, the paint tray knocking over him.

"Why is this happening...Father, do you know what you have done?"

At this time, in the stable in the backyard, several punished servants were adding fodder to the horses' troughs. One of the servants was holding a bag containing beans, grabbing the soybeans and scattering them into the fodder.

"You all hurry up! Finish your work and go back early. I always feel like something is staring at me."

Several other people sped up their movements and kept looking around.

"Do you think something is watching us too?"

"I feel the same way... hurry up, hurry up, hurry up and leave as soon as you're done."

"Hey! What are you doing standing outside? Come in and help."

"Who are you talking to? Aren't we all here?"

"Then who is he..."

Several servants looked outside the stable door and saw a figure standing in the darkness. He stood crookedly and walked into the stable as if he was drunk.

When the man came to a place with light, the servants who saw the man's appearance all backed away in fright, and one of them even collapsed on the ground.

What came in was a horrific corpse with a split forehead and a row of vertical eyeballs embedded in it. He had no clothes on, his crotch was a human head, and his two feet turned out to be two hands.

If you look closely, you will see that this is a corpse puppet made from the upper bodies of two people, with arms replaced by legs, and then hands.

The corpse puppet entered the stable, and its upper and lower mouths made a percolating sound.

The stable door slammed shut, and all the horses were frightened and neighed.

The corpse puppet fell forward, and its four limbs, which it was unclear whether it should be called legs or hands, hit the ground and ran like horses, rushing towards the servants who were scattered in panic.

At this time, an ice sword stabbed down from the top of the stable, penetrated the corpse puppet's body and nailed it to the ground. Then a figure floated down from above. He cast black mist with both hands to cover the corpse puppet. After all the black mist penetrated into the body of the corpse puppet, the still struggling corpse puppet immediately stopped moving.

It was Helot who eliminated the undead magic on the corpse puppet, and then Melis and the cavalry jumped down.

Herot said to the cavalry: "Didn't you say that there is no one in the stable at this time?"

"There should be no one." The cavalryman was very embarrassed, and then said to the servants: "Keep shouting, I will find the corpse stitcher hiding nearby."

The cavalryman pulled down his mask, and the servants recognized him and immediately shouted obediently.

Then the cavalry opened the door and walked out.