"Young Master, this way!"

A large black figure poked its head out of the woods next to the mountain road and beckoned to the figure who had just run across the stone bridge.

The figure that came out of the castle late at night was naturally Qin Lun.

He has deliberately left the impression of an early morning run to the people of the castle these days, which is prepared for the present. Although he was more than an hour earlier than usual today, even if he was discovered by the servants in the castle, people thought that he couldn't sleep at night, so he got up early and ran to avoid arousing suspicion.

"Did you find a place?" Qin Lun glanced back at the castle and pulled Frank into the woods.

"Found it, young master. Actually, I came back yesterday and spent a day in the woods and no one spotted me! Frank whispered.

"Take me there, we're on time, I'm going back as soon as it's dawn!" Qin Lun took Frank and ran into the grove on the side of the mountain road, and the two gradually disappeared into the darkness.

Not long after Qin Lun and the others left, a small whirlwind slowly swirled from the place where they had just stopped, and a vague white figure appeared in place, and the figure seemed to look up, like a ghost, slowly drifting towards the direction they left......

Albert Castle is located on a free-standing cliff as steep as a sword, connected to the cliff on the other side by a stone bridge. Behind the castle is a moat, across the river from the Great Maia Forest.

And the cliff in front of the castle connected to the stone bridge is actually a large hillside. The hillside is about 200 meters high, the slope is gentle, and there is a winding dirt road from the bottom of the mountain to the top, which is the passage between the castle and several small towns below the mountain.

The top of the mountain is gentle and covered with sparse forests, and Qin Lun and the others are currently advancing in the dark in this forest.

"Young master, this is it!" About ten minutes later, the hunchbacked servant who led the way in front stopped in front of a stone monument.

"Dig it up!" Qin Lun looked up at the sky and took the lead in picking up a shovel on the ground.

"Young master, just let me come!" Frank hurriedly stretched out his hand.

"No, we're together, time is too tight!" Qin Lun shook his hand and continued to work with his head.

Soon, the stele fell to the ground, and a large pit was dug in the dirt behind it, revealing a coffin underneath.

"Open it!" Qin Lun looked at the coffin, his eyes lit up slightly.

"Yes, young master!" Frank agreed, spat on his hand, picked up his tools and jumped into the grave, nailing the awl directly into the coffin lid.

"Aggressive!" The sound of percussion was heard far away in the silent darkness of the night, accompanied by the chirping of insects, and by the hazy moonlight through the treetops, the stone inscription on the stone that had fallen to the ground was revealed.

"Stephen Albert"

"Finnit Calendar 1694-1732"

This is Stephen Albert's grave! In fact, this woodland is the burial ground of Albert's family, and the people buried around it are the ancestors of the Albert family.

Stephen Albert's death is not a secret, almost everyone in the town of Odia knows it, and the Albert family claims that he died of disease, but does not say whether he died of the disease.

A few days ago, when Qin Lun had just arrived at Albert Castle, he instructed Frank to go to the castle's servants to inquire about the cause of Stephen's death and the location of his grave. Of course, the content of all the questions was prepared by Qin Lun. It's all very simple and obscure questions, such as: through Elizabeth or Laura's connections, they casually ask about the whereabouts of their father and brother, Stephen, and ask if they are buried in the family cemetery.

Qin Lun knew that the Albert family must have unified their external caliber on this, so these questions should not arouse the servant's suspicions, and they would naturally be able to confirm the location of the cemetery.

In fact, even if there was no such thing as Mieler, Qin Lun would have let Frank leave the castle at the right time to find the location of Stephen's grave for him. For the hunchbacked servant who has been digging up the corpse of his master for many years and providing materials for medical research, as long as he knows the general direction of the cemetery, it is simply easy.

"Squeak!" The coffin made a screeching sound, and Frank had a lot of strength, and he was used to doing this kind of thing, and soon opened the lid of the nailed coffin.

"Bang!" The lid of the coffin was tossed aside by the hunchbacked servants.

"How so?" Frank looked at the open coffin and was shocked.

"Hehehe!" In the dim cemetery, Qin Lun's gloomy laughter sounded.

And so it was! Qin Lun's eyes lit up and he pinched his knuckles. In the hazy moonlight, Stephen Albert's coffin was empty, and there were no bodies at all.

"Young Master, isn't this Stephen dead yet?" Frank turned his head to look at Qin Lun in surprise.

The hunchbacked servant originally thought that his master was the same as before, and wanted to borrow Stephen's corpse to conduct some kind of medical research. With his few personal sophistications, he can't imagine how Stephen's identity is different from other ordinary corpses.

"Whether he is dead or not, it is impossible to determine for the time being!" Qin Lun shook his head, he didn't explain anything to Frank, the hunchbacked servant didn't need to know this, "Put it...... Hey! ”

Qin Lun just wanted to instruct the servant to bury the coffin again, when he suddenly felt a cold wind blowing on his back, and he felt a throbbing in his heart inexplicably. He turned around like a whirlwind and swung the shovel in his hand behind him.

"Dang!" The shovel swung into the air, Qin Lun stumbled involuntarily, and the iron shovel slammed into the ground, splashing a string of sparks.

"What's wrong with the young master?" Frank hurriedly climbed up from the grave, took the hammer and awl in his hand, and stood beside his master.

Delusion? No, it's not! Qin Lun narrowed his eyes slightly, and a little scarlet blood began to appear in his pupils.

"This is the second time!" Qin Lun looked at the empty woods in front of him and shouted in a deep voice, "Since you have something to say to me, come out!" ”

"Young Master......" The hunchbacked servant pinched the tools in his hand and looked nervously at the gloomy woods in front of him.

He has been dealing with corpses in cemeteries for many years, and he is no stranger to the current situation. Every time there was silence around the graveyard, without the chirping of insects, he would see something strange. And now, this cemetery is like this, the surroundings are quiet and terrifying, they seem to be isolated in another dimension, belonging to the world of the dead.

"Alas...... Small ~~ heart! In the dimest shadows in front of them, a white hazy figure flickered, drifting in the woods.

The white figure appears to be a long-haired woman in a white dress. The woman raised a hand towards them, and a pitch-black gash opened in her hazy face, which seemed to be at the place of her mouth, and an inaudible warning faintly came.

"Young Master, be careful!" Just as Qin Lun was staring at the white figure, there was a gong-like angry shout in his ears.

Before Qin Lun could react, he felt a strong force coming from his side, and his body was violently pushed to the ground. The force was so strong that he involuntarily rolled on the ground several times.

It's Frank! Qin Lun tightened his arms and covered his head and face, knowing that it was a hunchbacked servant who pushed him down. If it weren't for Frank, who was close at hand, it would have been impossible for the demon inside him to react.

What is this? When Qin Lun turned over and stood up, he was taken aback by the scene in front of him. I saw a huge hunchbacked servant entangled with a monster with long batwing on its back and a height close to the shoulders of an adult, rolling and fighting on the ground.

The monster was completely black, with wings like bat's wings on its back, a demon's head, a pair of goat horns on its head, two rows of teeth as sharp as knives, four fingers on its palms like hooks, and a long sickle-shaped tail behind its back.

"It's ...... Gargoyles?! Qin Lun raised his eyebrows slightly, he was no stranger to this thing, there were many statues of this kind of thing on the stone bridge in front of Albert Castle.

That's a lot of fun! Qin Lun's mind was full of thoughts, but the movements in his hands were not slow at all, taking a step forward, the shovel in his hand was swung away like a guillotine.

"Dang!" The sharp shovel slashed at the gargoyle as if it had slashed into a solid rock, only to knock it off Frank's body.

It's so hard! Qin Lun's arms were numb for a while, and even the shovel almost fell out of his hand.

The gargoyle rolled on the ground and shook its head, revealing a deep scar on its neck, but no blood was coming out.

"Whew!" The monster was enraged by the unexpected blow, and turned its head to glare at Qin Lun angrily, two bits of blue light lit up in its gray pupils. "Whew!" A bat wing flew towards Qin Lun against the ground.

Well done! Qin Lun's face changed, and he suddenly threw away the shovel in his hand, and a black strange dagger fell from the cuff into the palm of his hand.

A cruel smile appeared on his calm face, and he stretched out his tongue and licked it around his lips, and the bloodthirsty red glow instantly ignited from the depths of his pupils, filling the entire eyeball.

"Young Master, run!"

Just as the gargoyle was about to crash into Qin Lun, a figure pounced from the side, spread his arms widely, picked up the gargoyle horizontally, and slammed into a big tree next to him.

"Bang!" The trunk of the tree, which is more than a meter in diameter and requires two people to hold, trembles, and the leaves fall and scatter down.

The hunchbacked servant squeezed the gargoyle to the trunk of the tree with its large, thick body, and the monster howled in exasperation, opening its mouth to bite Frank's shoulder, its sharp teeth digging deep into its collarbone like sharp knives.

Hum! Qin Lun's usually gentle face was distorted, and he didn't appreciate Frank's behavior of snatching prey.

However, seeing the posture of the hunchbacked servant and the gargoyle now entangled, a strange smile appeared on the corner of the murderer's mouth, he lowered his head and shoulders, and took two steps, "Bang! With a thud, he leaped up and slammed into Frank's back.

"Oh!" Frank's throat was sweet and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, but before he could react to what was going on, he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder.

"Poof!" A black blade of knife went around his shoulder blades, peeked out from the bottom up, and plunged into the gargoyle's mouth, nailing Frank to the trunk along with the monster.