Chapter 1527 Reasoning Is Kong Ming After the Fact

"boom!!!"

The explosion sounded suddenly, startling Hua Hua, and Rosalind, who was sleeping on the bed next to her, also woke up. She sat up and looked around anxiously.

"What happened? Sister Hua?"

"I don't know, it seems to come from outside..."

"Boom boom boom!!"

At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door in a hurry. Hearing the knock, Hua Hua immediately raised his vigilance and asked.

"who is it?"

"It's us, miss."

It was the voice of the frivolous monk Shi Renjirobo Qingxuan who came from outside the door.

"Is there a problem?"

"Yes, I heard that Miss Red Ponytail and Master Heine seem to have found the attacker, and they want you to rush there immediately."

"yes?"

Hearing this, Rosalind was also excited. She jumped off the bed and wanted to open the door, but was grabbed by the flowers next to her.

"Sister Hua?"

"Rosalind, come behind me."

If Huahua was only wary of what the monk outside the door said before, now she has risen to the height of suspicion. After all, as a fellow traveler, Huahua knows that Red Ponytail has a lot of weird high-tech. If she wants to contact her, she won't use this ancient method of communication and ask others to help. After all, when she came out this time, Huahua also got a mobile phone for the convenience of communication. If Xiaohong really wanted to talk to herself about something, a phone call would directly solve the problem.

Why do you need to send someone to spread the word?

Huahua waved her hand, signaling Rosalind to hide behind her, and quickly stretched out her hand. Soon, with a flash of brilliance, Huahua opened the door the next moment. And outside the door, the frivolous monk was standing there with a smile, and it seemed that there was not much change from before.

"Where are they?"

"Hahaha, they, I will take you to see them now..."

However, before the monk finished speaking, Huahua saw him suddenly raise his right hand, and then the bowl in his hand flew up quickly, and smashed towards his forehead.

"boom!"

However, at the next moment, the scorching flame shield suddenly erupted, blocking Renjirobo Qingxuan's attack and pushing him out at the same time.

"what do you mean?!"

"cut."

Facing Huahua's question, the frivolous monk didn't answer, he just clicked his tongue, and then raised his hand again. At the same time, Huahua raised her right index finger and pointed at the monk in front of her. Soon, the shining magic missile burst out from Huahua's fingertips and flew towards the monk in front of him.

Secondary Magic Missile Storm!

"what is this?!"

The frivolous monk has obviously never seen this kind of spell, but he is not completely helpless. He grabbed the bowl in his hand, and the brilliance of magic flashed around him, forming a solid shield.

But it didn't make any sense. After four or five consecutive impacts, the whistling magic missile directly shattered the monk's protection and hit his body. With a scream, the frivolous monk flew backwards He drove away and fell heavily to the ground.

"What exactly do you want to do?!"

Huahua stepped forward again, guarding the door vigilantly, her index finger pointed at the frivolous monk, and the brilliance of magic gathered in Huahua's hands again. And at this moment, suddenly...

"——————!!!"

An invisible sound wave instantly came from the other side of the corridor, rushing towards Huahua and Rosalind. For a moment, the corridor began to tremble, the glass shattered, and the wall peeled off. However, the flowers and Rosalind standing there were... completely unresponsive.

"how so?"

At this time, the frivolous monk also slowly got up. Seeing this scene, he had an unmistakable surprised expression on his face. The frivolous monk looked at the flowers in surprise and opened his mouth.

"You...don't have a magic seal?"

"Our Thousand Boundary Tree doesn't need that kind of thing!"

At this moment, Hua Hua had confirmed that although she didn't know what was going on, the monk in front of her was her enemy, so she released the magic missile at the monk again without hesitation. However, this time, the flying magic missiles failed to hit the target, because just when they were about to hit the target, suddenly, a huge black shadow suddenly descended from the sky, appearing in front of the monk like a shield, blocking the target. The magic missile that came flying.

"What is this?"

Seeing this monster that looked like a hybrid of a wolf and a spider, Hua Hua was also stunned. Although she has already started to learn magic, this is the first time she has seen a monster. After all, what I have seen in the past are all things in movies. Seeing monsters in reality... It really doesn't feel real to flowers.

"Roar-----!!"

At the same time, the monster once again roared at the flowers, and at the same time showed its minions.

And at this moment, Huahua panicked and used the strongest evocation magic she knew.

"Fireball!!"

"boom---!!"

Explosions and flames suddenly appeared, attracting the attention of others.

"What on earth happened?"

"Rosalind!!"

Heine yelled, then hurried towards the castle, and the others hurried to follow.

But compared to these magicians, Fangzheng was much simpler. She jumped three times and two times, and jumped directly from the wall below into the room that was blown apart. At this moment, the originally luxurious room was scorched black by the flames, and the bright red flames kept burning. Rosalind hid behind the flowers and shivered, and the flowers were also pale.

"What's the matter? What's the situation?"

"Little Red!"

Seeing Fang Zheng appearing, Hua Hua breathed a sigh of relief. She hurriedly pulled Rosalind to Fang Zheng's side, and then spoke.

"We heard an explosion just now, and then...then the monk knocked on the door and said that you were looking for us. I felt something was wrong, so I released a flame shield for myself, and then I opened the door, and the monk suddenly said to me An attack was launched. Although I knocked him down, a monster suddenly appeared... I... I don't know what to say... Then I cast a fireball..."

Although Huahua tried her best to keep herself very calm, from her slightly trembling tone, Fang Zheng could feel that Huahua was indeed quite nervous and uneasy at the moment. This is also normal, no one would have thought that they would encounter an alien on the set of Sherlock Holmes, right?

If there are aliens, why do we need Sherlock Holmes?

Shouldn't you be looking for Ripley at this time?

"Okay, don't worry, I'm here...you just need to protect Rosalind."

Fangzheng patted Huahua's shoulder to signal her to calm down, then walked to the burning corridor and waved his hand. Soon, an icy chill erupted instantly, completely extinguishing the flames in the corridor.

but………

"Wow, it seems that this is hopeless."

Looking at the scorched black body of the monster in front of him, Fang Zheng also smacked his mouth.

Although Huahua looked quite nervous, her judgment was correct. In the narrow corridor, the power of the fireball technique was almost brought to its extreme. Right now, half of the monster's body has been completely scorched, and the monk behind it is not much better. His cassock was burnt black, and one arm was scorched and deformed, and he was screaming on the ground at this moment.

"This, this is..."

At this moment, the other people who came over were also dumbfounded when they saw this scene.

"What is the situation?"

However, an even more surprising scene happened.

"Mommy mommy!!"

At that time, Ren Jiro Fang Qingxuan cried and shouted bitterly, rushed towards the monster, and threw himself on it. Seeing this, everyone was shocked.

"Xiao, Xiaohong... What's going on?"

At this moment, Huahua brought Rosalind behind Fangzheng. Seeing the scene where the monk was holding a monster and crying bitterly, she couldn't understand what was going on.

"Who knows, just ask Holmes."

Fangzheng herself was too lazy to think about such boring things, so she directly raised her head and looked at El-Melloi II.

"Holmes, what do you say?"

"I am not Sherlock Holmes, Miss Redtail."

Hearing Fang Zheng's words, El-Melloi II sighed helplessly.

"But... the truth about this matter, I already know it very well."

"Oh? Let's talk about it then."

"It's very simple."

As he spoke, El-Melloi II pointed at the monk.

"He is Ashubowen's son."

"………Aha?"

Hearing this, not only Fangzheng showed a surprised expression, but Luvia and the others beside him also looked confused.

"Wait, didn't you say that Axiu Bowen has no children?"

At this moment, Huahua also raised questions. The reason why they came here to inherit the inheritance was because the magician named Ashubowen had no direct blood relatives. If he had a son, why did he ask himself to wait for someone?

"That's just an excuse, no...Actually Ashubowin does have a son. I heard about it from Mr. Orlock, but that son died a long time ago."

While speaking, El-Melloi II took out a cigar——after noticing the red ponytail's unfriendly gaze, he silently put it back.

"And it is because of the death of Ashie Bowen's son that this incident happened."

"So you mean... His son wants to be resurrected?"

Luvia frowned and spoke, while El-Melloi II shook his head.

"It's not just that simple. You should all know the nickname of Axiu Bowen, the restorer who restores the magic seal—and for us magicians, the magic seal is like an organ. Then repair the magic seal , It’s about the same as organ transplantation. Then, have you ever thought about what materials are needed to repair the magic seal?”

"........."

Hearing this, everyone present couldn't help thinking, and then Heine frowned.

"...other people's... magic engraving?"

"This is simply impossible!"

"Impossible is not suitable for a magician."

El-Melloi II shook his head again.

"Presumably you have also heard that after organ transplantation, some people will change their temperament drastically, or suddenly learn some things that they never knew before."

"Ah, I've seen similar movies."

At this moment, Huahua sneaked up beside Fangzheng and whispered to Fangzheng and Rosalind.

"I remember the content of the movie that an honest man transplanted the heart of a condemned prisoner, and it turned out to be a robber. Later, the honest man's temper became more and more irritable, and in the end it was almost as if he was attached to a death row prisoner. Start committing crimes like yourself...wait..."

Having said this, Huahua was shocked.

"Could it be that…………"

"It's the same as Miss Heitong said."

At this moment, El-Melloi II took out a notebook.

"This is the record I found in Ashie Bowen's secret room. It recorded the list of magicians who came to restore the magic seal, and Ren Jirobo Qingxuan was among them-this also proves that he has I have been to Peeling City, and I have been repaired by the magic seal."

Hearing this, the eyes of everyone looking at the monk changed. If it was just the reasoning of El-Melloi II without any evidence before, then the evidence presented now is completely different. After all, no matter what, a person who once came here to receive the repair of the magic engraving, but pretended to know nothing about this place and came to mix in it again, no matter how you look at it, it seems to be a problem.

"That is to say, Ashubowen used his son's magic seal to restore the monk's magic seal, and then revived his son with the dead body? I have to say that it is quite creative, so why would he use the magic seal of his son? Are we here?"

At this moment, Fangzheng also raised his own question with great interest, while El-Melloi II sighed.

"This is just my speculation. I also communicated with Mr. Orlok before he was alive. He said that he had studied some kind of secret technique with Ashubowen in this castle. Now that I think about it, I'm afraid this is The secret technique of resurrection, and this kind of secret technique requires a lot of magic engravings——that's why there is that invitation letter. After all, those who come here after receiving the invitation letter are all sure to repair the secret technique of magic engraving Magicians who are interested, and they should all have magic engravings on their bodies. In fact, this is exactly the case... The reason why one person is killed every other day is probably because it takes a day to peel off and preserve the magic engravings .”

Luvia frowned, looking unhappy.

"So, were we lured here as prey?"

"That's about it."

This time, it was not El-Melloi II who answered, but the monk. He stood up slowly, smiling. Although it was still the monk's voice, it was completely different from the monk's tone.

"Are you the son of Ashubowen?"

"That's right."

At that time, Jirofang Qingxuan—wrong, it should be said that the son of Axiu Bowen nodded.

"I am Gulanid Ashberwin."

"........."

At this moment, everyone fell into silence. Although they had heard the reasoning of El-Melloi II before, when the monk in front of him really admitted that he was a dead person in a different tone, it was another matter. One situation.

But at this moment, no one noticed that the monster that fell at the monk's feet opened its mouth again.

The next moment, piercing sound suddenly erupted.