Chapter 1017: Have You Found Sherlock?

Chapter 1017: Did you find Sherlock...?

In a certain painting, Aiwas and Yasen walked to the front row of the almost empty concert hall, and then heard a noise behind them.

Looking back, the seats behind the two rows were already filled with all kinds of weird phantoms.

Aiwas was a little overwhelmed at that time.

If there was one more person behind him quietly, and he could see them following him whenever he looked back, it might be called horror. Not to mention that their appearance itself is full of freedom and imagination... But if there were dozens of people behind him quietly, you would wonder if you were the extra person.

Horror movies have become comedies.

... Fortunately, most of them have no hostility towards Aiwas and his friends.

Only a small number of phantoms transformed from paintings would come up to fight when they saw people; more paintings were because they accidentally violated a taboo, which made these monsters suddenly drill out or transform.

As for those phantoms from outside... they were just full of curiosity about the appearance and purpose of Aiwas and his friends. They all followed far behind, "tracking" in a very frank and unconcealed way. Their movements would attract other phantoms, so more and more people gathered.

It is normal for the creatures of the Path of Beauty to have a strong curiosity. Those fairies are like this--

For example, the Fairy Queen herself has already had the strength of a Heavenly Master. Although there is no Heavenly Master fragment... but she is so strong without the Heavenly Master fragment. If she can get her own Heavenly Master fragment, she may even become the first person under the Twin Mirror.

--Of course, it is limited to the interior of the Path of Beauty. There are too many monsters outside.

Although Aiwas didn't know where these phantoms who were watching the fun came from, they all looked very friendly and polite, and Aiwas couldn't take the initiative to expel or hurt them.

They could only hang there for now.

But just when Aiwas felt a little numb, he took Yasen and rushed into another library world from a painting hanging in the corridor.

Aiwass originally subconsciously began to observe the world around him, looking for "related paintings" that were more similar to the world described by Yasen. But this time, both Aiwass and Yasen felt it was quite difficult... because they felt that this place was very close to the destination.

But it was not until they passed by Sherlock that they suddenly realized... that they had arrived!

This is the world described by Yasen!

Everything was exactly as described - Sherlock remained relaxed, holding his forehead and thinking about something. Behind him was a huge bookshelf, and in front of him were two golden candlesticks, one on the left and one on the right, with two candles, one black and one white. And there was no one in the entire space.

"Sherlock!"

Yasen called the other party.

He was quite excited and walked forward quickly.

And seeing Yasen, Sherlock, who was originally bored and holding his chin, suddenly brightened up.

He opened his mouth and was about to say something, and suddenly looked at Aiwass as if he had thought of something.

"Thank you for your hard work, both of you..."

Sherlock's lips moved slightly, and his eyes were slightly red as he stood up.

Arsen immediately reached out and hugged Sherlock, patting his back.

"Okay, great detective. Look who's here? I've brought your friends to save you."

In front of Sherlock, Arsen's voice regained its magnetic lowness, and no longer sounded like a fool: "Even in front of the Duke, there's no need to be afraid. No matter what you're investigating, I suggest you smash it and follow us!"

"Good brother..."

Sherlock hesitated, and also turned back to pat Arsen on the back, looking at Arsen and sighed: "Without you, I really don't know what to do... Don't worry about the Duke, I can handle it."

But after hearing this, Aiwas was suddenly stunned.

Aiwas suddenly realized something and turned around to look behind him.

The library was extremely quiet and empty.

Except for the densely packed, maze-like giant bookshelves, there was no "familiar person" to be seen.

Those stalkers who had followed them for several worlds suddenly disappeared silently.

——But Yasen hadn't realized it yet.

In response to Sherlock's reply, Yasen responded without hesitation: "I'm really being tortured to death. I obviously have some adaptability to the Path of Beauty, but it's still too troublesome to walk in the Hall of Mirrors... But I don't think the Duke is busy, you should go back quickly. Your queen is getting married soon, and this is something that can't be delayed."

"Indeed."

Sherlock sighed, stood up and walked towards Aiwas, and at the same time asked Yasen casually: "Help me clean up the documents under the table, okay?"

"Of course..."

Yasen agreed immediately.

"The under the table you mentioned is this..."

As he said, he squatted down and opened the drawer.

But Yasen's voice was not finished - even at the moment when the drawer was opened, the drawer suddenly exploded!

Yasen only had time to close his eyes. When the smoke and dust from the explosion dissipated, Yasen's whole face became as black as the bottom of a pot.

Yasen had a question mark on his face, and he obviously didn't fully realize what happened.

"Ehehehehehehehehahahahahaha!"

A sharp clown-like voice sounded: "You have been fooled!"

I saw that the original "Sherlock" turned into an indifferent guy wearing red clothes and a dark red wooden "smile mask" at some point, with a slender figure and fair skin. The only personal feature that can be seen is a burgundy high ponytail and a thin braid on the back of his head.

——And Aiwass had already expected this scene.

"Can I ask," the clown wearing the red mask asked Aiwass carefully, "where did I expose my flaw?"

"manner."

Aiwass smiled: "Sherlock would never call me that tone. He and I have gone through the period of needing to be humble to each other. Basically, we are scolding each other, and when someone has something wrong, the other person will not Will go and help.”

"So that's it."

The red mask ripped off the "smile" mask, and there was a new mask underneath - it was an innocent and wry smile: "But, is it just... this reason?"

"You guy..."

Yassen finally came to his senses and stepped forward to reason: "Who are you? It's unethical for a master of art to deceive people... Where did you put Sherlock?"

Aiwass stopped him directly.

"——If my prediction is correct," Aiwass said, "this should be Xi Tiansi."

"...Xi Tiansi?"

Yasen was stunned for a moment, a little stunned.

"Indeed."

Xi Tiansi praised: "But how did you recognize it was me?"

"The art of puppetry... my fiancée can also do it."

Aiwass smiled: "So I also know some flaws."

"...Oh, I have an impression!"

Xi Tiansi was in a daze for a while, and then recalled the truth: "Your fiancée's name is Isabel, right? I went to see her when she was learning the art of puppetry some time ago.

"But it's a pity that her aptitude for the art of puppetry is still not high enough, and in the end she still didn't have the qualifications to 'build a stage'... But it's enough. At least she can perform a few performances in private." "

"Speaking of which..."

Aiwass asked: "Since you have Sherlock's puppet, does that mean you have met Sherlock?"

"Of course...or rather, more than that. He is on my territory now."

Xi Tiansi, who took off the mask of a bitter smile, turned into an enthusiastic performer again: "But - gentlemen! If you want to find Sherlock, why don't I take you there directly! Consider it an apology for the previous prank."

Hearing this, Aiwass and Yassen breathed a sigh of relief.

Sherlock's soul can finally be found...

Although there was some torture in the middle...but at least they found the right direction!