Whispering Poems.

Chapter 1278 The Unfortunate Soul

When Xia De took out the last signed document, Luvia reached out and took another framed document:
"Look at this."

Xia De looked over, and the first thing he saw was the red seal in the lower left corner, which was the king's personal seal.Not Lion Lion, the father of King Margaret of the present age, but the king of the previous generation.This document is the letter that His Majesty the King recruited local stonemasons to build the colossus in Willondale. Unexpectedly, it was put together with the documents of the Stonemasons Association when it was first established. This is enough to show the weight of this matter in the Stonemasons Association.

Luvia looked at the letter with great interest, while Xia De carefully distinguished the distorted Carson Rik text from the establishment contract of the Stonemasons Association.Although the group of stonemasons back then could write their own names, their handwriting was worse than that of the foreigners who just came to this world last summer and were getting familiar with the local script.

Fortunately, he finally distinguished the surname "Fleming" from it, which shows that among the founders of the Stonemasons Association, there was really Fleming.Looking at this simple contract again, the founders equally share the equity of the association and agree not to transfer this power to the hands of those in power.Mr. Fleming also has a share, which was probably inherited by others after he disappeared, so now few people in the association mention his name.

"I found it."

Xia De said softly to Luvia, pointing to the name on the document.Luvia stretched her head to look, and was about to say something, when suddenly, a bang, bang, bang~ sound came from the side, and the two looked at the door in surprise, and someone knocked on the door at this time:
"who?"

The knock on the door only rang three times and then disappeared. Both Shad and Luvia were sure that they heard it right.

Xia De handed the documents to Luvia and asked her to restore the safe, while he approached the door carefully.I put my hand on the door, but felt nothing.After opening the door, there was no one in the dark corridor.

"This is... stone chips?"

His eyes caught some traces on the ground, and when he bent down, he realized that they were stone chips that were only produced when carving stone statues.Listen carefully again, and there is a slight tinkling sound from a distance, as if the hammer head is hitting the chisel rhythmically.

At this time, Luvia, who had locked the safe, also walked to the door, and she naturally heard the sound coming from the empty corridor:

"Really?"

Looking suspiciously at Xia De, Xia De shook his head slightly, expressing that he didn't know what was going on:

"The knock on the door, and then the sound, it's a standard horror storyline."

Luvia tossed a coin casually:
"Danger. Not big, not as dangerous as in the past."

With a fortune teller, everything will become very simple.

"Well, let's go and have a look. Prepare to fight, and hope not to make too much noise."

Following the subtle voice, Xia De and Luvia returned from the third floor to the second floor, and from the second floor to the first floor.It's just that when they came to the first floor, the clanging sound disappeared immediately.

Fortunately, Luvia was by her side, and her divination led the two of them to the courtyard behind the Stonemasons Association building, and then they entered the stone statue warehouse in the north, which was also the warehouse where Shad and the playwright went this afternoon.

The door of the warehouse was closed tightly. After Shade unlocked it, he saw that it was pitch black inside. It was really scary like what the middle-aged stonemason said.Normal people face this situation, of course it is best not to go in, otherwise it will be a standard horror story.But for Shad and Luvia, ghosts are nothing to worry about.

The two walked in together, but walked around but saw nothing.So he could only leave from the door in disappointment, not even forgetting to lock the warehouse again from the outside.

"Oh, I was scared to death. I was almost discovered."

The sigh of the old man sounded in the dark warehouse, and with the appearance of a faint orange light, the fire from the middle of the warehouse illuminated the small area in the warehouse.

The light did not come from gas lamps or candles, but someone set up a coal stove in the warehouse.

At this moment, a huge shadow was projected onto the wall of the warehouse by the light from the stove, and the owner of the shadow was a man with a bandage on his forehead, wearing dark blue suspenders overalls, and half-white hair who was carving a stone statue next to the ignited coal stove. elder.

He seems to be dealing with a standing portrait. Now the body of the stone statue has been almost carved, except for the face without facial features.

The old man put down the hammer and chisel in his hand:
"You can still encounter this kind of thing after you die. That young man just now looks even scarier than the exorcist priest in the church last year."

He muttered softly, and then suddenly noticed the sound of stones rubbing against the ground around him.Startled in his heart, the old mason subconsciously showed a look of fear, and then realized that he died last autumn:

"I am also an undead, who is afraid of whom?"

Although he comforted himself in this way, the old soul was still a little scared.He nervously observed his surroundings, and finally found something unusual.On the edge of the charcoal stove that accompanied the manifestation of his own soul, there stood a stone statue that he had never seen in this warehouse.

It was a statue of an angel, but the appearance of the statue was very strange.Normal angel statues usually stretch their bodies to show divinity and love, but this angel statue has its wings curled up behind its back and its body is bent, and its two palms even cover its own eyes.

The old stonemason is quite sure that this is definitely not something in the stonemason's association.Later, the horror legends told by other old people in childhood appeared in the memory:

"Weeping Angel? A horror story protagonist who can petrify anything that lives!"

Although he didn't know whether the rumored monster was also effective for souls, he still followed the old people's experience, covered his face with his hands, and squatted down with his back to the fire.I didn't hear the sound for a long time, and was about to take a sneak peek behind me when I heard footsteps.

"Footsteps? Isn't it a stone statue?"

The old stonemason's soul turned around, just in time to see Xia De who was looking at him probing.He took two steps back in fright, and then thought again that he was the undead:
"Young man, go! There is a terrible monster here!"

The old mason kindly reminded, Xia De thought for a while:
"Is that what you said?"

He covered his face again, and the old stonemason looked at him in astonishment, knowing that he had fallen into a trap:
"That girl obviously went out with you!"

"Of course it's an illusion."

Xia De said lightly:

"Don't leave here, I'll call my companion in and we'll talk again. Don't leave, I know you're here, you can't escape."

When Xia De and Luvia walked along the path among the many stone statues and returned to the center of the warehouse, the soul of the old stonemason was carving stone statues there again.Although the old man appeared to be an entity, Xia De and Luvia both saw that it was actually an undead.However, this is just the soul of an ordinary person. Although it has some special means and is good at hiding, it is not even an evil spirit.Attracting the two of them with sound and controlling the stone statue here is already the best he can do.

When the two stood still around the light of the fire, the old man stopped his work and put the hammer and chisel on the small cart beside him.He stared at his work, his cloudy eyes shining in the firelight:
"You guys got me, but I'm still going to say - young people, stealing is wrong."

The soul turned to look at the two people. The "turning head" here is really turning the head, only the head moves, and the body and neck do not move:
"If you just take other belongings, I won't knock on the door to warn you, but you shouldn't touch the things in those safes, that's the root of the association - so I'm not an evil spirit, please don't destroy me .”

"We're not here to destroy you, as you said, you're not an evil spirit. I also want to state that we're not thieves. You see, we didn't take anything."

Xia De spread his hands, indicating that he was empty-handed:

"In fact, we came here just to have a look at those documents, not for their value."

"Yes, sir, if we are bad people, there are ways to directly torture the soul to get the answer."

Luvia also said, the old stonemason nodded, and continued to turn his head to look at the stone sculpture he carved.Interestingly, stone carvings and hearth fires are also part of his soul, which are special abilities possessed by this spirit body:
"It's fine if you don't steal anything. If you don't steal anything, you have nothing to do with me."

The warehouse door in the distance creaked, and he wanted Shad and Luvia to leave.But neither of them moved, Xia De asked curiously:

"You are the founder of the Society, Mr. Fleming?"

"Oh, no, you misunderstood the young man, how could I be such a great person?"

The old man hurriedly shook his head:

"My name is John Humphrey, an ordinary stonemason, last fall."

"Last fall, during the earthquake."

Xia De suddenly realized, and at the same time understood why this soul was still here after the church's exorcism ceremony.Obviously, this is not an evil spirit, even among all the souls Xia De has seen, this is the most sober soul.And the church probably also found traces of this soul, but if it wasn't for the evil spirit, the church wouldn't interfere too much. After all, the soul that resides in the material world will leave sooner or later.

He reached out to touch the Mithril Cube in his pocket and found no response before he remembered that it was nearly 70 years ago that Thomas Granger left the Cube, and the soul in front of him died only last year.

"Yes, during the earthquake last year, I was the unlucky ghost who was crushed to death by the most perfect work I carved. Young man, do you know me?"

The old man was a little surprised:

"Have you heard what the people in the association said? It's really good to be remembered."

He smiled contentedly.

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