Powell had been in Coldwind for months, and he had run out of money in his pocket. When he arrives at the Banshee Castle, he sneaks out of the city to find Fils. The long-legged report is mainly to get some activity funds, otherwise there is no money to stay in a hotel.

Five kilometers from the city is already very remote, passing through a bad road, two cemeteries, and three barren forests. There were several villages on the road, and only dogs barked at night.

Powell rode by, which also triggered a vigilant drive from the villagers.

The long-legged family is downtrodden and lives in a small manor.

Powell came a few months ago. At that time, the manor was full of people, and the family members were united by the same crisis.

There are gatherings every day, oaths are taken every day, and enthusiastic scenes emerge one after another. Everyone abandons past grievances and works together for revenge.

It's easy to say pretty, but enthusiasm can't match reality.

In just a few months, the originally busy manor was very deserted. There were a lot of weeds on both sides of the road, and the smoothed road surface was potholed again. The door was closed, never to be seen again.

Because the Buch family's assistance is not gratuitous, many people who believe in 'long legs' would rather change their surnames and stand on their own feet than be exploited.

Powell rode a bad horse to the trench outside the manor and called for the door. Torches crackled and burned on the walls. The guard cowered behind the wall, a slow probe.

The guards of the manor before were fierce and fierce. The current guard is in tatters, old, and slow, not to mention, I am afraid that he is not deaf. After Powell shouted for a long time, he reluctantly went to report.

Half an hour later, a hanging basket was lowered at the head of the wall, and Powell himself had to climb up the rope. As for the inferior horses he rode, they could only be tethered outside the manor.

There were few torches in the manor, and there was a black rumbling everywhere. In addition to the night insects, there are not a few servants who are waiting for the night. Not even a few sentry posts could be seen.

Think about it a few months ago, the Longleg family was in the City Lord's Mansion in Coldwind City, but there were servants on duty twenty-four hours a day. As long as the old man opens his mouth at any time, eats, drinks, and sleeps, he can get everything he wants.

Can ...... now

There wasn't even a decent house on the estate, and even Fils himself had to live in a mud yard with a two-story wooden house. It's like a 'farmhouse'.

When Powell came in, he could only stand outside the courtyard and wait for an interview.

Outside the courtyard stood an armed attendant on duty, standing lazily against the wall, not interested in outsiders visiting.

Powell asked him where the rest of the family had gone. The reply was: "They are all scattered, and those who are not scattered are going to war with Bishop."

Even if this battle is won, the long-legged family will not gain much. Everyone is not stupid, everyone who can walk is gone. We are going nowhere. ”

This is too straightforward, and what Powell said was stunned.

Ask again where is 'Wizard Bank'? The attendant said he didn't know, "I haven't seen him for a few days." ”

This is clearly a 'tree falling and scattering'.

Powell listened to the coldness in his heart, and subconsciously felt that he should also find a home. It's troubled times, and maybe the powerful Buchi family will be a good choice.

I waited for a while, but there was no movement in the dirt yard of the 'farmhouse'.

If he had been in Coldwind City in the past, Powell would have put up with this kind of neglect. The aristocratic lord is often busy having fun and does not take his subordinates' reports seriously. Not to mention making him wait for a few hours, it is common to wait for a few days to be received.

Sometimes the old man forgot about himself, and Powell had to run a few more times to remind him.

But now that he understands that the family is getting worse, Mr. Spy has become impatient. Long legs, you have fallen into such a desolate situation, what else do you put on?

The courtyard wall in the manor is not very high, and you can see the situation inside by jumping a little.

Powell gently picked at the wall, poked his head out, and saw a horrified scene - in the earthen courtyard, another attendant was opening his mouth and rushing out of the gate of the house in great horror.

The squire's face distorted, and his body suddenly cracked. A sharp blade sliced through his body, cutting it in half. Two corpses snapped to the ground, blood splattered all over the ground.

The strange thing is that the picture that is obviously extremely miserable is completely silent. The shouts of the Deathattendants, the sharp slashing of the blades, the tragic sight of the corpses falling to the ground, all came out of nothing.

Powell's heart tightened and he quickly shrank his head. He was covered in cold sweat, and his teeth were chattering and rattling.

There is no doubt that something is wrong!

Attacks were launched during the night. There is only one reason for the absence of sound – silence. Or a large area covering the entire house.

The house was covered with blood, but it was silent beyond a wall. This is not an easy task, and it is necessary to understand the defenses of the entire estate, including several vigilant arcane.

Don't think about it, this is definitely out of the inside.

Who is the attacker? What was the motive for the killing? What are the consequences?

Powell's mind swirled, and he thought that the most important thing he should do was to run for his life!

The attacker used the silent technique, just because he didn't want to alarm too many people, and he just wanted to secretly finish the work and leave. But if anyone finds something and wants to make a big noise, they will definitely be the first to be killed.

So.......

I didn't see it, I didn't see anything. I'm blind!

Powell soothed his chest, turned around and walked out slowly, pretending to be natural. But he hadn't walked a few steps, and a cold low voice came from behind him, "Hey......, where do you want to go?" ”

It's over, it's been discovered.

Mr. Spy is going to be scared to pee, and he feels like his life is short. He turned around stiffly and tremblingly, only to find that it was the armed attendant on duty outside the courtyard who called him.

The other party also stood outside the courtyard wall, as if it was very strange why Powell left suddenly, "Your Excellency Fils didn't let you go." You'll have to keep waiting. You'll have to wait until dawn. ”

Wait a hell, there's a massacre in the house. As long as you put your feet on the wall, you will see that all the people inside are going to die, and you are guaranteed to be scared of the fart.

Can I wait for the dead to turn into ghosts and come to me?

Although the Longlegs are in tatters, they are the invitees of the Buchi family to start the current war.

Dare to run outside the Banshee Castle to kill Phils. Long legs, what kind of ruthless person does this have to be? I don't take the Buchi family seriously at all.

Powell hasn't figured it out yet, but he doesn't want to muddy the waters. He couldn't say that he had noticed that something was wrong, so he could only make up an excuse: "I want to go and make it easier." ”

The foolish squire accepted this excuse, but walked over and said, "Just right, I want to go and make it easier too." Together, together. ”

Who's going to be with you?

You let Lao Tzu leave alone, okay?

Powell was already mad in his heart, but he was pulled by the fool's attendant like a friend. The two of them had an awkward chat of 'you say, I say a word', and went to find a toilet together.

Walking a hundred meters, Powell smelled a puff of urine. He thought he was in the toilet, but after a few seconds he found that it was the foolish waiter who peed his pants. He asked even more frantically, "Dude, what are you doing?" ”

If you want to go to the toilet, I'll accompany you. What do you mean by you pulling me and wetting my crotch directly?

The foolish squire, however, was weak in his legs, and he was limp to be supported by Powell. He even burst into tears.

"What's wrong with you?" Powell's scalp is about to explode, and he feels inexplicable.

The foolish attendant said in a sad voice, "My legs are weak and I can't walk." ”

Is there any mistake? Just go to the toilet, you not only pee your pants but also tell me that your legs are weak? Do you want me to change your diapers later?

The foolish attendant continued to cry: "There is a strong bloody smell wafting from the courtyard, this is definitely not normal. Lord Fils hasn't summoned you for so long, something must have happened inside.

I've heard that there are some strange ways in this world to kill people silently. I didn't expect it to be true. It was horrible, my heart was almost stopping.

You said you wanted to find a toilet, so I decided to go with you. If I hadn't held you on the shoulder, I wouldn't have been able to walk. Brother, help, drag me away. Thank you. ”

Thank me? No need.

Powell immediately let go of the 'oil bottle' and ran out of the manor. But he had not gone far before the squire, who had been left behind, shouted, "Come on, someone, there's a Fils here. A hardcore descendant with long legs. ”

Powell ran faster and scolded in unison: "I never allegiance to Fils. Long legs! ”