The black coffin was placed in the open air, and there was no tombstone. The lid of the coffin www.biquge.info pen ~ fun ~ pavilion didn't know where it went, and the bones in the coffin were directly exposed.

The skeleton was small, with a small skull, a small skeleton, and even short limbs. Ingres's visual inspection is estimated to be only one meter two or three in length.

- Apparently it was the remains of a small child.

Angel's gaze shifted from regret to a shining spot near his neck bone.

He noticed the coffin because a reflection appeared inside the coffin as lightning flashed overhead.

Angels took out the reflective object, which was a necklace. The chain in platinum and the pendant are a heart-shaped red gemstone. The gemstone is crystal clear, cut by the jeweler into sixteen water chestnuts, and with the flash of lightning, the smooth water rhombus reflects a bright brilliance.

Angel rubbed the gem and touched a mechanism on the edge of the gem, only to hear a "click", and a small dark compartment was opened.

And so it was. "Ingres had just discovered that the gem had been polished on sixteen sides, and the reflection of the diamond-shaped surface made it difficult to perceive the true depth of the gem. It looks like the gems are full of inlays, but in fact the gems are only a thin layer, and the reason for this illusion is that the eyes are deceived by light and shadow.

Hiding things with personal ornaments is what most nobles like to do. Of course, because the ornaments are too small, the hidden things are not too precious, but what the boring nobles pursue is not precious, just a gimmick and a surprise, or rather, a little more talk at the aristocratic party.

Ingres also suffers from this problem, such as his holographic tablet being hidden in the hidden compartment of his pocket watch.

It was because Ingres knew these eyebrows that he was able to quickly open the gem's mechanism.

When the dark compartment was opened, a damaged silk silk floated out.

The silk is very thin, but the stitches are dense and very regular. This broken silk alone is not something that ordinary people can touch.

Perhaps, the corpse of this little child should have been a nobleman.

Angel opened the silk, the silk was not big, and one palm was enough. There is a painting on the silk face, a little curly-haired girl who is smiling very happily, her nose is a little collapsed, her face is covered with freckles, she doesn't look very pretty, but she smiles very brightly and cutely. To her left was a teenager with his arm around her shoulder, but the boy's face was so broken that he couldn't see his face clearly. Her right hand was raised high, and a bird with a pattern like an eye and a peacock's feather was fluttering on the back of her hand.

At the bottom of the silk, there is also a row of small characters with a fly's head.

But the handwriting is very sloppy and ugly, like a child's graffiti. It took a lot of effort for Ingres to wait for several bolts of lightning before he could barely make out a few words.

「...... My sister's ninth birthday,...... Gift ......"

It seems that it was the little girl's brother or sister who gave her a gift from her nine-year-old. If the person who drew on the silk was the giver, it was probably given by the boy who couldn't see his face clearly.

Angel tucked the silk back into the compartment of the necklace and placed it back next to the corpse in the coffin. If nothing else, the child's body is the little girl in the painting, who looks like a noble lady, but somehow died in the cemetery of the inner world.

No information was gleaned from the coffin, and Ingres didn't care. Originally, he didn't expect much.

Skirting the coffin, Angels slowed his pace and slowly walked towards the pit earlier. If he wants to take a shortcut to the cemetery gate, he must bypass this pit.

This time, when he walked to the edge of the pit, he didn't cause any movement.

Walking around the pit, Ingres felt more and more uncomfortable, not because of some strange power, but by the light of lightning, he could clearly see the situation in the pit......

Old bones, rotting corpses, and fresh corpses, all entangled.

Skeletons aside, those corpses that have not yet decomposed, or are half-decomposed, give people a strong sense of impact. The pale skin, the resentful and godless expression, the stiff pre-death movements, you are pestering me, I am pestering you, like a dark and bloody corpse ukiyo-e.

In particular, these corpses were all naked female corpses. It also adds a sexual suggestion to this ukiyo-e painting, which is even more eerie and perverted.

The extent of the decomposition of the bodies suggests that they have died at different times, from those who may have died recently to those who have been dead for a long time.

Their bodies were clean, except for a dark red wound on their chest. Angel estimated that the fatal injuries of these women should be this.

It's very close to Castle Black, and the people who killed people were probably the people from Castle Black.

But why did they kill these women? And so many?

And being able to give birth to so many undead shows that they may have suffered excruciating pain before they died. Otherwise, how can it be angry and undead?

Ingres looked up at the majestic castle at the end of the long winding road in the distance. At this moment, a faint disgust for Castle Black rose in his heart.

Not long ago, he met the current owner of Castle Black, Queen Isabella, Queen of the Sunset. She was also smiling one second after seeing him, and the next second she didn't say a word and let the shadow kill him.

A person who is crooked like this in the upper beam, and it is reasonable for the lower beam to abuse and kill women. What's more, it may be directly "Shangliang" torture and killing.

Isabella, that madman, did such a thing.

Ingres bypassed the pit and made his way to the gate of the cemetery.

The gate of the cemetery was open, and Ingres was surprised to see a row of footprints on the ground at the door.

Judging from the printed pattern, it is very similar to the pair of leather boots worn by Shadow. Maybe not so long ago, the Shadow left here?

As Ingres was thinking, he suddenly felt his chest pocket move.

Toby was in his chest pocket, but why did Toby move at this point?

Angel carefully took Toby out of his pocket, but Toby's eyes were still closed, revealing that he was still unconscious. But its wings began to flutter, and it looked like it was ready to fly.

Seeing Toby's condition reminded Ingres of his condition at the Holy Mountain, almost identical.

Could it be that there are soul beads around here?

But it's still a long way from Castle Black, isn't it?Ingres' head was full of question marks, and he saw that Toby was about to fly, and he quickly grabbed it.

The outside is full of undead, and as soon as it leaves his side, it will inevitably be discovered by the undead. If Toby was awake, he would never be able to catch up with Toby at the speed of the undead, but now that Toby is in a state of "sleepwalking" and ignorant of the dangers of the outside world, Angel does not dare to let Toby fly freely.

He could only rely on judging the direction of Toby's flight, and walked over with Toby himself.

Angel frowned when he saw Toby's direction.

Toby wasn't in the direction of Castle Black, but turned around and headed to the other side of the cemetery.

The place where Ingres fell was on the right side of the cemetery, but Toby was pointing to the left. Ingres recalled the situation he saw when he jumped off the cliff earlier, and the cemetery on the left did not seem to be unusual, nor was it like the mass grave on the right, but the cemetery tombstone that looked quite normal.

Angel thought about it for a moment and walked over anyway.

If there really was a soul bead, or something good for Toby's soul, it was impossible for him not to look at it.

The cemetery on the left is slightly cleaner than on the right, at least not too many coffins are exposed. Angel walked by, and he could still hear the weeping female voice, but he didn't see the undead.

Many of the tombstones are empty, but some have names written on them. But these names were all written in blood, not engraved, and many of them had been turned into a bloody mass by the moisture.

Looking at the different handwriting on the tombstone, a picture came to Ingres's mind: a naked woman, bleeding blood and tears, while resentfully writing her name with her finger in front of the tombstone.

- The names on these tombstones could not really have been written by the deceased himself, right?

If that's the case, it's too scary.

Angel shuddered and continued to follow Toby's guidance.

Finally, he stopped at a well.

The well looks bland from the outside, and there is no weird smell in the well...... But the appearance of a well in the cemetery is already strange in itself. And Ingres also noticed that there was a faint magic around the mouth of the well, which had a strong dark nature, and the undead would be "purified" by this dark nature when they stepped into the vicinity.

Apparently someone deliberately laid it out.

Ingres stood by the well, and couldn't even hear the cries of the undead, which shows how strong its "purification" ability is.

Strange wells, the magic of banishing the undead...... By all indications, there seems to be something different underneath. But Toby's direction is exactly this well.

Ingres eventually jumped into the well.

In less than two or three seconds, he fell to the ground. The well is a dry well, without the slightest moisture. Nearby, Ingres didn't feel the resentment of the undead, and simply used the light spell.

As the light technique shines, the surrounding scene is revealed.

At the bottom of the well was a cave-like place, with stalactites like small minarets growing on the ground. Behind the cascading stalactites, a dark hole leading out of nowhere.

Toby in "Sleepwalking" is guiding in the direction of the entrance of the cave.

For the unknown cave, Angel was careful to be on guard and slowly pushed forward.

Before he had gone far, Ingres heard a low sobbing sound again. However, compared to the crying and complaining cry heard outside, this cry is much simpler. It feels like crying sincerely, crying without expressing any emotion.

Ingres continued on his way, it was not a large cave, and soon he saw the end of the cave.

At the same time, he also saw the owner of the "cry".

A little girl in a yellow dress.