This text seems to describe a mysterious scene in which Wan Ning and Ah Feng find the body of a long-dead butler or waiter in a place, where they find a ledger and a dark green diary. Here is a translation and explanation of this text:

"Someone who hanged himself?" Wan Ning frowned as she examined the corpse. Judging by the clothing, the deceased appears to have been the steward or servant of the place, and has been for quite some time.

Ah Feng bent down to examine the corpse, and at the same time, Wan Ning checked the ledger on the table. The distorted text on the ledger was neither like the English, French, Latin, or any Western script she was familiar with, but she understood them with ease. The language of this world seemed to be inherently ingrained in her mind, as if she had never learned it.

Wan Ning flipped through the ledger, which recorded purchases of everyday necessities in Fort Hill. Reading these words felt as natural as reading her native language. Is this another miracle of the reincarnation world?

She leaned comfortably on the table and continued reading. As she reads, the records become scarcer and scarcer until a sentence catches her attention.

"Hillsburg is starting to have people go missing."

8th of the Fog Moon: After the death of the Lady, the Earl becomes more and more irritable. He hid during the day and wandered at night, and his attitude towards his servants became worse and worse. Today, just reminding him to attend Barry's dinner party made him call me a fool and kicked me.

Foggy Moon 22: Two more servants are missing! Castle Hill was shrouded in fear, and the count's count's countenance grew darker. I'm starting to be scared of him.

Foggy 25th: The manor is filled with rumors that the Earl has killed the missing servants. I stopped the rumors, but I had some doubts in my mind.

Foggy Moon 28: What is the Earl doing in his room? Oh my God, I heard screams coming from there. It's horrible! Even if the wording is different, the meaning is still the same. “

"Someone hanged themselves?" Wan Ning frowned, and she scrutinized the corpse. Judging by the clothing, the deceased appears to have been the steward or servant of the place, and has been for quite some time.

Ah Feng bent down to examine the corpse, and at the same time, Wan Ning checked the ledger on the table. The distorted text on the ledger was neither like the English, French, Latin, or any Western script she was familiar with, but she understood them with ease. The language of this world seemed to be inherently ingrained in her mind, as if she had never learned it.

Wan Ning flipped through the ledger, which recorded the purchase of daily necessities related to Fort Hill. Reading these words felt as natural as reading her native language. Is this another miracle of the reincarnation world?

She opened a drawer and found a dark green notebook. She flipped through them casually, containing all sorts of financial records and daily trivialities, such as attending the salon of the Sassanid Lady every Wednesday, the membership fee for the Alchemy Society next year, and the meat purchased at the castle.

She leaned comfortably back on the table and continued reading. As she reads, the records become scarcer and scarcer until a sentence catches her attention.

"Hillsburg is starting to have people go missing."

This quote is in stark contrast to the previous mundane record. Wan Ning held back her excitement and continued reading.

October 8, Foggy Moon: After the death of Madame, the Earl became more and more irritable. He hid during the day and wandered around at night, and his attitude towards his servants became more and more violent. Today, just reminding him to attend Barry's dinner party led him to insult me for being a fool and kick me.

October 22, Foggy Moon: Two more servants are missing! Silburg was in fear, and the count's face grew gloomy. I'm starting to be scared of him.

October 25th, Foggy Moon: Rumors spread in the manor that the Earl had killed the missing servants. I stopped the rumor-mongers, but some doubts began to arise in my heart.

October 28th, Foggy Moon: What is the Earl doing in his room? Oh my God, I heard screams coming from there. It's horrible! Even if the wording is different, the meaning is still the same. “

October 30th, Blood Moon: Lord Count told me to buy more slaves, and I don't know how to get out of his room. My legs are shaking, my hands are holding the lenses, are those missing servants really killed by the Earl? He mentioned my son, Little John, Little John who went to housekeeping school. Oh, Lord Count is threatening me!

Five of the Blood Moon: The Earl must have sold his soul to the devil! I don't dare look at him directly! He cried one moment, laughed the other, and he said that he was about to succeed, and he was almost successful! He keeps repeating it!

7th of Blood Moon: Castle Hill is like a monster that eats people, there are fewer and fewer people in the manor, the smell of blood makes me sick, and I even see the dome crowded with crows!

Blood Moon 13: Will I Die? I already know the Count's secret, God, it's terrible! I don't want to die yet, what about John? He mentioned John again, and he gave me a sum of money and said it was enough for our family to buy a piece of land, what should I do? Damn, I can't run away at all!

Blood Moon 15: The Earl says he needs seven living men, and when the ritual is complete, his wife, our mistress Lady Winrett, will return. I help the devil in his murder, O God! Please forgive me! I have sinned deeply.

"Mission Item: "The Diary of Lyon the Butler."

A hint appeared in Wan Ning's mind. Her face grew solemn. Could it be that there is a murderous count in the castle? Since "Diary of Lyon the Butler" is prompted as a quest item, its authenticity is quite high. The Count needs seven living men, which corresponds to our team

"Come on!" Zhao Mengqi shouted sharply, and her voice echoed through the corridor. Wan Ning hurriedly walked back out of the hallway, staring intently at the location on the second floor below. Zhao Mengqi clung to the railing and kept calling.

"Oh no! Junhang: He's gone! ”

"Come and help!"

Soon, both groups upstairs converged on the second floor. Zhao Mengqi's face was anxious, and he said to everyone: "Just now we were searching for a study, and it was too dark in the room, so I didn't dare to go in, so I asked Junhang to wait outside." Then, after a while, he didn't move at all! ”

"Missing?" Lu Tianming asked suspiciously.

"Yes! I called him several times, but he didn't respond. I didn't dare go in, so I had to call for your help! ”

"Let's go! Take us to that room! Lu Tianming didn't ask much, he asked Zhao Mengqi to lead the way, and the five of them quickly came to the study.

The study room is very spacious, with wooden shelves neatly arranged and piled with all kinds of books. Like the previous room where the butler hanged himself, this study was also curtained and dimly lit. In the distance, the bookshelves can only be faintly seen. Zhao Mengqi pointed to the study: "This is it!" Junhang walked in by himself, I stayed outside, and then he was gone not long after! ”

Disappeared in place? Wan Ning picked up a random book with "Compendium of Alchemy" written on the cover, and she also picked up several other books, including "Runes and Witchcraft Imprints", "Elementary Spells", and "Encyclopedia of the Elemental System". The study was different from what she had imagined, and it was mostly filled with books on occultism, witchcraft, and alchemy. She remembered that the "Alchemy Society" and membership fees were mentioned in the "Diary of the Butler Leon", could it be that the Count was also a member of the Alchemy Society?

The experience of being hunted by the skeleton monster last night clearly confirmed that this world has supernatural powers or magic. Now, it is not surprising that the Count is suspected of being an alchemist or a wizard. But the question is, why would an Earl with mystical powers mix in with us? Wan Ning had the impression that wizards were usually the kind of people who could destroy armies with the wielding of a wand. If the Count had such a powerful sorcery, he could have wiped out everyone on the first day.

Her thoughts began to wander, but Wan Ning quickly turned her attention back to reality. At this time, Lu Tianming and Ah Feng were heading towards the depths of the library with kerosene lamps in their hands, and the light of the kerosene lamps illuminated the place, and several people began to talk in low voices.

"Did he really disappear?" This was Xu Min's voice, she followed behind Lu Tianming, and seemed to trust him. But how would she react if she knew that everyone was being suspected?

After several people confirmed that there was no danger in the study, they searched around, and despite the size of the library, it was not so large that one adult was hidden and the others knew nothing.

"Could he have already left?" Lu Tianming asked Zhao Mengqi.

Zhao Mengqi hurriedly shook his head: "Before I looked for you, I called him outside several times, but he didn't respond, so I went to look for you." ”

"It's weird, could someone have disappeared out of thin air?"

Everyone is helpless, and Wan Ning continues to focus on books. She held the first copy of the Compendium of Alchemy, the words of which she could understand, but full of words and symbols that she did not recognize. Interpreting the contents of a book is as difficult as a business student trying to read a professional book about programming. She wondered, would an alchemist read such a beginner's book?

Suddenly, Ah Feng said, "There is a smell of blood here!" ”

The five men immediately looked at him. Ah Feng didn't explain much, bent down and groped on the ground, like a hound sniffing for traces.

This scene was very strange, and everyone else watched his movements curiously, but seeing his serious expression, they didn't bother him.

Eventually, Ah Feng stopped at the corner of the last row of bookshelves in the study. He bent down and gently wiped the floor with his fingers, then put his fingers in front of his nose and sniffed them.

He said, "It's blood!" ”

Wan Ning bent down and saw that there was indeed a drop of blood. Ah Feng continued to sniff in a certain direction, and after a moment, he pointed to the ground: "There are also here!" Wan Ning noticed that the blood stains seemed to point in one direction, heading towards the wall. She walked in that direction and tapped the wall lightly, finding that the sound was muffled, different from the normal wall sound. There's definitely space behind this wall.

"This wall is empty!" Wan Ning told everyone.

Ah Feng tapped along the edge of the wall until he walked to a round frame with gold trim, and then uncovered the mirror. Wan Ning saw a copper disc embedded in the wall, with a half-exposed spherical button in the center of the disk.

Is it a secret room? Wan Ning asked for everyone's consent and pressed the button. There was a clattering sound of machinery turning, and a secret door in the wall opened, revealing a passage leading into the depths. The passage was filled with cold air, which made everyone shiver.

Wan Ning hesitated for a moment and didn't decide to rush in, so Lu Tianming tried to throw a book into it, and found that there was no danger such as triggering the mechanism. However, no one dared to step into the passage first. Ah Feng carried a kerosene lamp and stepped into the passage without hesitation.

The secret room is not very large, only about fifty or sixty square meters. There were several wooden crates on the floor, two large metal crucibles on the table, and various bottles and cans and dried plants. These bottles are filled with black or white powder. Wan Ning picked up a glass container, and the liquid inside was precipitated with a fine white powder. These things reminded her of some fun little experiments in high school chemistry class.

It looks like the Count's alchemy laboratory, a place where the owner of an ancient castle studies alchemy. Many of the concepts and discoveries in modern chemistry have their origins in the medieval doctrine of alchemy. Therefore, these furnishings are not surprising.

Ah Feng stretched the kerosene lamp to the floor and found a pool of blood, which had not yet dried up. He followed the bloodstain in the direction of a large wooden box and stopped there.

Lu Tianming and Ah Feng worked together to open the wooden box, and when the light of the kerosene lamp shone in, they saw a terrifying scene. Zhao Mengqi and Xu Min screamed, and Lu Tianming was so frightened that he retreated again and again. After Wan Ning saw the contents of the box clearly, although she endured the nausea, her hands still trembled involuntarily. The firelight in the chamber cast shadows, distorting the figures of several people even more eeriely.

In the box, it was barely recognizable that it was a person. The school uniform was soaked in blood and turned red. An Junhang felt as if he had been forcibly stuffed into a box, his limbs twisted like a ragdoll. His chest was hollow, as if it had been hollowed out. His eyes and mouth were wide open, and he died with a look of shock.