The Record of Unusual Creatures

There was a tense atmosphere in Andre's ancient castle, and all the servants received instructions and were ordered to stay in their rooms and not to go out at will. The low roar and weird whistling from the underground of the castle can't help but think of hundreds of behemoths being strangled in the bottomless evil abyss, which penetrates the walls and floors. The barrier of the thick velvet carpet is like a direct penetration into the human brain.

People shivered and hid in the room, wrapped in heavy quilts or blankets. A weird wind blew for hours in the castle. Even if there were thick walls, this unnatural wind still Penetrate every room and make the castle as cold as outside. There were even some servants who lived on the lower floors of the castle and saw phantom snow in their room. They were transferred to the second floor hall in panic. This weird phenomenon has never happened in the many terrorist incidents that happened in this **** castle. People think of the exorcists who entered the underground to fight evil spirits earlier. They know that the supernatural phenomenon in front of them must be It is related to the fierce battle that takes place in the depths of the underground.

The cold winds and snowflakes that passed through the wall weakened several times and then increased again. People were uneasy to guess that these strange phenomena should be related to the fighting situation in the deep underground – whether these phenomena increase or decrease, they are It is a kind of comfort, which at least proves that the following battles are still going on, the exorcists have not failed, and the battle has entered a stalemate.

For the poor people in this castle, the evil spirit has always been synonymous with invincibility, as long as someone can fight it to a stalemate. This is a great encouragement for them.

When most people stayed in the room and didn't dare to go out, Igor, the owner of the castle, stood in the courtyard behind the main building. He was covered in a thick fur coat with a layer of snow. The cold is almost soaking through the bone marrow, but his eyes are still staring at the door of the chapel.

The steward of the zombie face stood beside him, shivering in the cold, but still stood upright and tried to persuade his master: "Master, go back to the room, at least it will be warmer."

"No, wait a minute." Igor whispered as if he was talking to himself. He looked up at the high wall behind him, and the outer wall of the castle was gradually covered with a layer of frost. This is a scene that has never been seen in the past three hundred years.

Due to the existence of the wrath, this castle is always the most special place on the snowfield. The snow from the outside world has never entered the 100-meter range around the castle. However, now the blizzard from a twisted nightmare is coming from The depths of the ground rose and the fortress was gradually frozen. He saw the thick rocks covered with large tracts of ice, and the snow fluttering from the surface, as if consciously hovering over the outer wall of the fortress. At the same time, there are always snowflakes that permeate from the wall and float to the high sky: it is the heavy snow that flies out of the room. This incredible phenomenon is reflected in Igor's dark brown eyes, as if he saw an ancient and powerful soul rushing to the surface. There is another, more powerful thing behind this soul to catch up with him. The more powerful weird thing has a wonderful melody, brisk and weird, it seems to be a song...

singing?

Igor licked his head. He knew that the anger had invaded his own consciousness. He could have received the deep underground scene through the senses of the wrath, but what happened to the song?

Just when Igor was puzzled. The blizzard that poured from the bottom up suddenly stopped.

"End?" Igor stretched out the hand that was about to freeze, picking up the snowflakes that were coming back from the sky. The latter penetrated his palm like a shadow, and the butler next to him asked subconsciously: "Master. Who won?"

Igor feels that the voice that has been lingering for decades in his mind is slowly moving away. Since the six-year-old nightmare birthday, he finally feels an indescribable calm again: "Maybe... the evil spirit finally died."

After a while, he heard a noise from the chapel, and the butler was nervously nervous, but he relaxed again when he saw the human beings pushing the door.

Hao Ren was surprised to see that Igor stood at the door and waited for himself to see the thick layer of snow on the old man's body. It was estimated that he had not left the door of the chapel from the beginning.

"The following are all done," Hao Ren nodded to Igor. "Rage... The evil spirit has been caught, and we will take it away."

Igor finally heard this result, and suddenly he was excited to come forward and give Hao Ren a hug, but he just swayed and fell to the ground just as he stepped: the old head and legs were frozen.

"Thank you, thank you... I don't know how to express my gratitude. No one can lift this curse for three hundred years. I never thought that the nightmare of the Andre family would be ended in my generation..." Igo In the middle of the middle-aged butler's help, he came to Hao Ren with a trepidation. "I..."

Hao Ren waved his hand to him: "These things will be said later, now I have more important things to ask you - you still remember the gift your ancestors got from the witch? Is it a stone?"

Hao Ren’s expression was very serious, and he deliberately made a gloomy atmosphere. Igor saw this situation and he was nervous: “Yes... Is there any problem with that stone?”

"It is related to the ‘curse’,” said Nangong Sanqian, who said, “Take it to us.”

Igor heard this hesitantly, and he quickly calmed down from the joy of the curse. Obviously, the stone was of great significance to him, and even overwhelmed the evil spirits of the Andre family for three hundred years. Bitter: "This...the stone is the root of the Andre family..."

"A stone is heavier than the curse of evil spirits?" Becky couldn't help but pick it up.

Igor smiled bitterly: "The ancestors once passed a sentence. The stone is a gift from the witch. Later generations can enjoy it, but they must not be lost or destroyed. Otherwise, the witch will be severely punished. I don't believe you. But I am more convinced of the warnings left by the ancestors. After all, we have been punished by the witch: the evil spirit is."

Hao Ren looked at Wei Wei'an with a smile: "How many messes did you leave in that year..."

Vivian turned her head innocently: "What does it have to do with me? The people in that year were superstitious, and the normal words made them pass for three generations. I know that they will get this thing later." It’s so mysterious.”

Igor looked at Hao Ren and Vivian in a puzzled way. The Chinese used by the two men could not understand the old man. But soon Hao Ren turned to him: "You said that the witch is? Then you look at this next."

Say, Hao Ren pushed Vivian forward: "This is the ancestor of your family."

Vivienne rolled her eyes: "What is the ancestral..."

Igor is amazed: "...ah?"

Hao Ren repeated it again, and Igor shook his head, with a crying expression: "Please don't make such a joke. I know that the masters are a bit quirky, but this joke..."

Hao Ren is not nonsense, but he took out the huge portrait from the portable space: "This is the portrait of the witch we found in the underground, your ancestors left in the underground palace. Since the beginning of two hundred years ago, your family People can't enter the underground palace, so the portrait inside is still the original version - you can see it yourself."

Igor looked at Hao Ren with a stunned look and made a picture, and then looked more stunned at the contents of the portrait. He saw at first glance that the photo frame was indeed authentic, and the decorative style was very similar to the portrait of the witch in the castle, but he still couldn't believe the content of the portrait - the look of the witch was exactly the same as the girl in front of her.

"This looks..." Igor squinted at the witch on the portrait and the hole with burnt marks. "This hole..."

Lily is embarrassed to scratch her hair (now she is a human form, so I can't shake my tail, I can only scratch my hair): "I accidentally poked out, this is not the point."

Igor was silent for a long time before the portrait. After a fierce ideological struggle, it was still not easily fooled into the past: "I can't easily believe that the witch would suddenly appear like this... and why the lady didn't directly ......"

Vivien looked at Igor with both hands and looked at Igor: "Because I didn't think about it, who can think that the stupid boy would become a rich man, and later generations will develop into this. You don't believe it doesn't matter, you touch Your own eyes."

Igor blinked in surprise: "Ah?"

"Your eyes are not dark brown at the time of birth, but gray-blue, but they will gradually become like this after a few months of birth," Vivian has completely remembered the things of the year, she found enough proof. Something of your own identity, "Do you have a mirror?"

Next to the middle-aged housekeeper silently handed a small hand mirror to Igor's hand, Vivian followed with a snap, and Igor was shocked to see that his eyes were gradually receding brown and became a family only. The newborn will show a gray-blue color.

"These eyes are what I left for you," Vivian said with a smile. "I left a mark on the two classes in the past: because I have a bad memory, it was especially serious in the past few years. I am afraid of talking with the two boys. After seeing them again, I forgot that they were their own people, so they left a mark on their blood."

Lily was beside him: "The result is that you have forgotten even the things you have left. - As far as your memory is concerned, do you have no idea what to do?"

Vivian: "..."

Igor looked at his eyes and gradually returned to brown. He remembered the instructions from his generation to the eyes, and finally realized what his character was standing in front of him.

The old man slammed it all at once (unfinished, please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better updated faster!

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