"Although the marriage contract made by the old Watson is very harsh, it is still very impolite to kill the whole family." Xia De said softly, and the doctor smiled:
"It's really your style of doing things. It's good that I didn't get my hands dirty. It's like Louisa said in "Hamilton's Detective Stories Collection"-he watched the man fall into the sea cliff, and then said nothing. With the sound of seagulls, he turned and left. If a detective becomes a killer one day, he may be the most elegant killer."
"Doctor, stop laughing at me."
Xia De said, and Dr. Schneider threw the small stone mirror he was playing with in his hand to Xia De:
"The remains of the demon you want. Shade, please allow me to express my gratitude to you. In addition, this demon has some other secrets, which I have sealed in the mirror. However, you should not treat this as a long-term space prop. Demon wrecks are scarier than relics."
"You don't need to thank me, but I should thank you." Xia De put away the small mirror:
"Although I really want to tell you about what happened tonight, and I also want to know how Goethe died. However, my time is very tight."
He stood up and put away the heart that belonged to Mrs. Haila on the ground. Although the heart was cut out by hand, its integrity was not affected due to the existence of special forces.
In the [Soul Cemetery] on the third floor of Xia De's house, sacrifice the "Heart of the Living Dead" to safely open it once, a two-way door leading to real death. And the heart of the living dead refers to this, which is not simply the soul of the resurrected person, but also requires the most passionate emotions and the saddest stories:
"Doctor, I'm going upstairs to take care of some things by myself. You wait here for my friend. The dark-haired lady is Miss Emma Sylvia. She is probably very cold to you, but don't worry, she just doesn't care. I just like strangers."
Saying goodbye to the doctor temporarily, Xia De walked towards the door of the mansion. Compared with the last time I entered here just now, it was completely out of the control of demonic forces at this time. The dilapidated level of Oxenfurt Manor seemed to have been uninhabited for a hundred years.
Almost only the frame of the house is left, and there are traces of fire and smashing everywhere. When Xia De found a barely able to walk to the third floor, he found that the only master bedroom on the third floor with lights on was still basically decent.
[Haila Oxenfurt's soul power supports the final scenery. ] "She" explained softly in Xia De's ear.
Entering the door, the illusion of getting married in the bedroom has disappeared, leaving only Hela Oxenfurt in a long black dress and veil standing at the window.
Although the deserted bedroom is a bit old, at least it is much better than the outside. Xia De came to her side:
"It's over." "Thank you."
The woman turned around, and Xia De saw that the color of her skin was very close to the real corpse, and her lips had really turned purple.
Although the wound could not be seen on the chest, Xia De knew that the woman in front of him was dead. However, compared to when she had the heart of stone in her chest, she without a heart at this time is more like a normal person.
The power of the demon is gone, and she is leaving too. In fact, when Xia De entered the room, the color of the entire room began to gradually peel off.
The woman looked at him:
"My soul is yours now." "I said, I don't want a soul."
So the veiled woman held up the stone heart that suddenly appeared in her hands: "Then, at least please accept this."
The black rose that she held in her hand just now runs through the heart of the stone. The stalk of the rose pierces the heart and then destroys its integrity. But it also looked like that wilting rose had been planted in the heart.
"In addition, in recent months, Stone has been helping the cultists who believe in evil gods and hiding in the local area. Yesterday, they came to the manor and took away the statue made by Stone. The statue is not finished, and the last eye is still missing."
Haela Oxenfurt spoke again.
Xia De pursed his lips and nodded, watching her figure gradually fade away, peeling off piece by piece with the scenery in the room: "Although this problem, now
Doesn't make sense anymore, but I'm still curious - after losing the Heart of Stone, do you still love him? "
"Yes."
The woman closed her eyes and said, the tears from the corners of her eyes slid down her cheeks and landed on the black rose. The withered rose bloomed again, and Xia De also took it from the woman's hand.
"Finally, I left a gift for you in the back garden."
Haila Oxenfurt said finally, reaching out to wipe away the tears that continued to fall, and then opened her eyes to look at her wet fingertips:
"It turns out that my tears also have temperature."
Her figure continued to fade, and then completely disappeared. The bedroom became dilapidated, and there was a big hole in the wall inlaid with windows, and at this time Shad stood in front of the hole.
He lowered his head to look at the heart and rose in his hands. Under the blowing of the wind, the black rose unexpectedly released pieces of tiny white snowflakes, just like the first time Xia De used "Vision" to observe Haila Ao. Same as in Senfort (Chapter 1300).
He held them up with his right hand, and carefully touched the rose petals with his left. For a moment, a cold feeling ran down his fingertips to his heart, and then the feeling of distress and sadness almost made Xia De cry.
Xia De asked, turning around and preparing to go downstairs.
[Of course...you have already planned it? 】
"How is it possible? Originally, I was planning to use snowflakes. [Calling the Big Snowball] has something to do with that winter **** after all."
After leaving the mansion, Xia De went to the back garden along the way, wanting to see Mrs. Haila's last gift. The back garden remained the same as it was when Xia De saw it last time, because it was already dilapidated enough.
Even in the snowy night, Xia De still saw the oil painting easel erected in the snow at a glance. That location happened to be the location where Mrs. Haila once painted oil paintings for Xia De.
"not......"
He stepped on the snow and walked over, and then saw that there was indeed a completed oil painting on the easel.
In the oil painting, the young man is smiling and standing in the snow, holding a familiar shovel in his right hand. Although the back garden in winter is desolate, there are gardener's huts in the distance, half of the restored nursery exposed on the left, and white clouds in the blue sky as embellishments.
The background depiction in the oil painting is quite delicate, and Shade Hamilton in the center of the frame is even more exquisite. More importantly, that face is not Xia De's disguised face, but his real face:
"she....."
Xia De turned his head to look at the mansion in the wind and snow, sighed slightly, and put away the painting, intending to frame it and hang it in his home.
Xia De didn't go directly from the back garden back to the front courtyard to meet the doctor, but turned into a butterfly and jumped over the wall to the small pier by the Elon River.
The frozen lake surface exploded at the moment [Desire] was summoned by Xia De, and at this time came to the river again, even the ice floes could not be seen.
There was no need for Xia De to call, the sound of water splashing directly appeared in the deep lake under the night. Then came the woman's gentle smile, but that smile was not "her" in the ear, but her in the lake.
Wow~
Because it was on the side of Oxenfurt Manor, the burning woods could not illuminate this place. Xia De stood on the small pier for smuggling, watching the black-haired woman's head appear in front of her feet in the night.
He looked at her from top to bottom, and she also looked at him from bottom to top in a weak posture. Although there were no words, just that expression was enough to make people's hearts move.
"Look at you, how did you make it look like this?"
The head of the woman in the water asked, the voice sounded like a wife who cared about her husband who returned home, but also like lovers complaining about each other when they cheated:
"It seems that the next time I see Goethe, it will be a long, long time."
with the sound of water
With a soft sound, the bare white arm stretched out from the water, and in that hand was holding a small yellow flower: "Do you need me to congratulate you for defeating the enemy?"
"What price do I need to pay for autumn flowers?"
Xia De asked, the flower seller I met with Iluna not long ago said that [Desire] can provide autumn flowers. And obviously, [Desire] is quite clear about the desire in Xia De's heart.
"What a man who doesn't understand style, how can he ask for flowers directly from the ladies?"
The head in the water said with a smile, if not for Xia De who is still recovering from a serious injury, he doubts whether he can continue to endure the voice:
"What do I need to pay?"
He asked again ~www.mtlnovel.com~ Then the beautiful face in the water bit his lips lightly:
"If you can treat me with the same tenderness as you did to that purple-eyed girl, I might be willing to help you directly."
Xia De really wanted to snort, but he felt that it would be better not to do such a thing at this time:
"I know that all along, although you seem to be plotting against me, you actually helped me a lot...I won't say thank you or anything like that, but I'm willing to do something for you as before. "
A series of laughter came from the water, the sound was so light and inviting. Even if you don't look at that face, you can imagine what kind of beautiful woman it is to make such a moving laugh:
"The fact that you can coax so many witches is not just because you can approach them at will. Also, tell me, have you met interesting people recently in this city?"
"I met a witch who is good at acting, I met a devil who is evil but crazy about love, I met a friend who can multiply blood into half a city, and I also met..."
"Then, perform for me."