Chapter 022: Son of the Devil Seven
It is also important to explain that the ability to telekinesis can move or damage objects around them, and even tear off things like chains or sticks, so it is not impossible to forcibly break a person's neck.
However, people are not still life objects after all, and they are bound to resist when they are affected by external forces, which will lead to the extreme consumption of the caster's mental power and physical energy, and the result will be self-evident. This is also the reason why Lucifer does not use telekinetics directly, but uses its effects to kill through its surroundings.
However, as mentioned above, it was still easy for Zhen Shifeng to destroy a wooden stand that had long been damaged, and he pointed to the piano in the corner, and at the same time said to Wenshente in a very puzzled tone: "Mr. Wenshente, what do you see that glowing thing under that piano?" ”
"Something that glows?" Wen Shente was stunned for a moment, and then looked in the direction that Brother Feng was pointing to, but there was nothing but a piece of dust, "Young Master, there's nothing under the piano?" ”
Suddenly, Zhen Shifeng, who had a stunned expression, jumped up suddenly, waved his hands as if he was frightened, and shouted loudly at the same time: "There is really something glowing under the piano, I didn't lie, I don't believe you over...... See? ”
"Uh............" Seeing the frightened appearance of the young master, Winchent was worried that it was his impact just now that caused him to hallucinate, in order to appease Lucius, so he had to pretend to be suspicious and slowly walked towards the piano, "Young master, there is really nothing down here?" ”
"Look closer, it's right in front of you."
"Really?" Wenchente had no choice but to stick his head into the bottom of the piano, and the dust on the floor made him sneeze really, "Master, I've been close enough this time, and there really isn't anything." ”
However, at this moment, only a click was heard, and the two wooden brackets supporting the piano on the same side broke without warning, and the large piano weighing six hundred pounds instantly fell in the direction of Winchent's head, which was enough to crush the skull of an adult.
"Puff~~" There is no suspense, Wenshente's head is like a crisp watermelon, red, white and yellow are mixed together and scattered on the spot, the picture is so beautiful that I can't bear to look at it directly.
"Amitofu, Amen Amen, taking a person's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, great lord, forgive me for the blood on my hands as an atheist!" Zhen Shifeng first kowtowed while silently reciting the nonsensical lines twice in his heart, then patted his knees and shook his 'hair', and left the hall on the first floor without looking back. This thing doesn't have the slightest sense of repentance!
But then again, even if Winchent died tragically at the scene at this time, it is estimated that no one will find out. Since this is the case, Zhen Shifeng decided to start with the side quest, and the only clue left at present is McGern.
Without further ado, let's jump the camera straight to the central pavilion located on the first floor of the West Courtyard. This is an independent hall separated by two corridors, compared with the other rooms in the west courtyard, its internal space is much larger, the home decoration is more gorgeous and gorgeous, and close to the back hall garden, the location is quite superior, and naturally became the head of the family McGern. Green's place of residence.
At this time, the corridor of the hall is exceptionally silent, and the sound of raindrops hitting the window edge echoes from time to time, which adds a bit of mystery and eerie color, and can't help but make people shudder. Zhen Shifeng, on the other hand, crept along the wall to the pillar directly opposite the hall, and at the same time poked his head out to carefully observe the surrounding situation. But the strange thing is that the door of the hall is slightly open and not locked, and a dim light is projected from the room, and when you look in, you can't even see a single figure.
"Could it be that the old guy is out?" Zhen Shifeng subconsciously glanced at both sides of the corridor, but there was no one there, and then he had the courage to widen the crack in the door and continue to look inside, but McGahn still did not appear.
From the end of the surveillance to the end of the sacrifice and running back to the west courtyard, it was only about ten minutes, and during this time, an elderly old man could still fly to the sky? Even if you go to WC, it won't take that long, right?
After another five or six minutes, seeing that McGern still did not appear, Zhen Shifeng finally decided to enter the room to find out.
Pushing the door open completely, a strong musty smell came to his face, Brother Feng hurriedly covered his mouth and nose, it was hard to imagine that McGern, as the head of the family, would live in a room with such a strong smell. Accompanied by a heavy mildew smell, what appeared in front of Zhen Shifeng's eyes were two rows of huge bookshelves and an old and dilapidated desk with kerosene lamps, both the bookshelves and the table were full of a large number of books, not only that, but some books were scattered directly on the ground, and there was no sign of tidying up.
"Don't be so exaggerated, this place will be directly changed to a library pavilion." Zhen Shifeng shook his head helplessly, he finally understood that the source of the musty smell in the room was the source of these old and worn books.
So the question is, what is the purpose of McGern's collection of these old and worn books? If it's just a personal hobby, then why should they be discarded so casually on the ground? All kinds of questions told Zhen Shifeng that there must be a lot of articles in this.
Flipping through a few books, the content on them is spelled out by strange characters, neither like ancient Greek nor ancient Egyptian (Zhen Shifeng still has some research on ancient texts), if you have to describe these characters are more like a bunch of chaotic triangle symbols, you can't understand the meaning of their representation at all.
However, when he flipped to an atlas, some patterns of cattle and sheep and figures similar to magic circles suddenly caught his attention. Turning back a few pages, there are even a few pages that have been glued together by the blood that has long since dried up, which is really weird.
"Blood, cow and sheep patterns...... If I'm not mistaken, this kind of circle should be a summoning circle that requires sacrifice, right? Zhen Shifeng searched for other items in the room while thinking, and a stack of yellowed newspapers placed at the bottom of the bookshelf came into his eyes.
When I opened the newspaper, the date in the corner was 'September 2, 1947', and it was clear that it was a newspaper that had been sold 30 years before the plot of the play, and the newspaper had the headline "Exclusive Interview with Real Estate Tycoon McGern. Green's Rise to the Top"