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The woman bent her fingers and curled her hair scattered in her ears and said quietly: "The original successor of this castle is my uncle Aimun, and the earlier successor is my great grandmother Imelda, a wealthy and charming lady."

“The boring guy who married my maverick grandmother was my grandfather, and everyone called him Mr. Eric. But my grandfather spent too much time managing the Indian business and neglecting family matters.

And my great grandmother, Mrs. Imelda, who lives alone in the castle, quietly began a new life. A guy named Beremond suddenly appeared and launched an almost fanatical pursuit offensive on my grandmother.

As it turns out, Beremond's true identity is some kind of evil wizard, possessing the evil mind-reading technique of reading women's minds. Soon, they date, fall in love, and live together. In my opinion, they are truly happy couples: they either do dirty things upstairs to please each other, or do dirty things downstairs to intimidate locals, or use evil black magic to slap things even more annoying.

Apparently, Beremond was considered the incarnation of the evil god, and even the residents of the entire county began to worship him in an effort to relieve himself from the increasing violence and the pain of death.

Soon after, the originally lively neighborhood was filled with cold and cold wind, and it looked like a sleeping night for the living dead.

The situation continued to worsen until one day, when Beremond was shot in the heart by a hunting arrow, his soul returned to the weird place where he was born. Imelda then took over his dark industry with the help of some mysterious creatures, a small group of cruel maids, and a group of hell guards.

Of course, the original owner of the castle will always return the day.

My grandfather, who returned from India, Mr. Eric was very upset. The crops were all dead. The tenant farmers were slaughtered, the goblins wriggled in his foyer, the beasts were haunted around, and his wife in the name of him had obviously obtained the beautiful secret of immortality. However, he did not have enough time to complain, and shortly after returning home, Imelda tempted and imprisoned him with dark spells, causing him to lose himself.

In addition to ending Mr. Eric's small revenge problem. Nine months later, Imelda and her evil lover's child were born. The girl with the blood of sin was said to have been exiled to the birthplace of her father and grew up alone in the darkness.

Many years later, Imelda died, while Satan made her immortal. She had to accept the fact that she was resurrected at some point in the distant future, lying alone in the cold and dark sarcophagus, quietly waiting for the arrival of that day."

After saying that, Avila's eyes flicked and she stared at Wu Chen calmly. "And the distant future in the fable is, the present."

Wu Chen quietly chewed on the passage that Avira said to him. The demigod who awakened the little universe could easily record the entire message, including every expression, every movement, every syllable, and even every pause and breath of a woman.

It feels like a tireless camera.

Wu Chen has to admit that the old story has a lot of information. Several "hard characters" who can fully exert their freedom appear here. Queen Imelda, the queen's illegitimate daughter, and the great devil Satan.

However. Who is who? Who is the one who causes the fire? Who is Li Xianzhi? Who is the one who is the hot-hitting beauty in front of him?

Wu Chen must figure out all these things as soon as possible.

Because as long as this is the case, he can determine who to help.

"So, the old story you told me is related to prophecy." Wu Chen decided to follow her thinking.

"Yes. Smart young man." Avira's tone gradually became quiet: "A few weeks after the weird incident began, every midnight, some strange monks would start wandering downstairs. As more and more creepy monsters appeared one after another. Little devils who like to play hide-and-seek in the hedge maze, silent soldiers guarding the bedrooms downstairs, and skeletons in the catacombs. Their number is still increasing day by day.

The worst thing is that the invisible ghost wanders tirelessly in front of the gatehouse 24 hours a day... Elmer, who guards the gate, ordered the captain of your guard to be imprisoned, because of him, I can't escape. In fact, the ghost blocked all traffic.

I was trapped in this dark and gloomy castle, and all day long I was with me, except for fear, only moldy ancient books and a few cookbooks…”

Wu Chen didn't know whether he should comfort the beauty in front of him who was crying secretly. Although reason told him that nothing in front of him did not exist, it was just a memory of the fire-driven person. But the soft heart of the otaku made him want to say something to a woman.

Fortunately, Avira was stronger than he thought. She quickly calmed down and smiled at Wu Chen with some self-deprecating self-deprecating words: "Of course, I have gained nothing. In addition to improving a lot of cooking skills, my biggest gain is to find my grandmother's dark legacy from these moldy ancient books, and also a way to defeat her."

"Please say it." Wu Chen nodded heavily.

"Somewhere in this castle that resurrected her, there is an old treasure chest that houses a dark scroll and a 'ritual dagger'. The treasure chest cannot be opened until six golden keys are collected. She handed the keys to her faithful servants and told them that if they catch the thieves who dared to make the golden key, they will receive her blessings and when she completes the final ritual, they will rule the world with her."

"Dagger and scroll." Wu Chen quickly grasped the point.

"Dark and light alternate, harvest often means giving. Walking with the devil will eventually fall into hell. The dagger and scroll that made her come true is also the secret weapon to end her!" Avila waved her pink fist excitedly.

But should Wu Chen believe in her? If she is the true incarnation of "Li Xianzhi", and that grandmother Imelda is the incarnation of the fire-driver, if I rashly kill Imelda, wouldn't all my efforts be wasted?

Seeing that Wu Chen was indifferent, she did not have the fighting spirit she imagined, the beauty was tempted by: "The evil and dirty legend of Imelda is becoming more real every day. If we continue, we may soon die under her fangs. Not only me, I think you must also want to return to your warm home and reunite with your loved ones."

"Warm home... reunion." Wu Chen smiled self-deprecatingly: "These seem to have lost meaning to me now."

Avira was slightly stunned, then quietly lifted up her scattered hair and began to release her irresistible temptation: "Young man, you are stronger than I thought. Well, if you can help me relieve this crisis, I will give you everything you want."

"Everything?" Wu Chen subconsciously glanced at her.

"Yes. Everything." The moment when I solemnly spoke this word, a faint blush couldn't help but rise on Avila's charming face.

Wu Chen cooperated and nodded: "So you want me to kill your grandmother for you."

"That's it." Avila suddenly raised her waist and said word by word: "I want you to clean up the entire castle, including the Immortal Queen Imelda, deep in the tomb!"

"I refuse." Staring at the woman's bewitching eyes, Wu Chen shook his head calmly.

Let’s not talk about the Immortal Queen being the important ‘memory’ in the memory of the Fire-Starter. Whether this memory is Li Xianzhi or the Fire-Starter himself, killing such an important memory is equivalent to erasing the memory related to it! If this memory is also involved in personality shaping, it is likely to cause the mother fire dragon to collapse! And Wu Chen, who is connected to her, will also be greatly hurt! It may even endanger life!

"Man, you can't refuse." Avira folded her hands, put them lightly on her knees, leaned forward slightly, and her arms were crossed to the front chest immediately piled up with seductive fat balls.

As my eyes circulated, the woman said to Wu Chen with a smile: "You must have not listened carefully to what I just said. I said, in addition to cooking, I also found my grandmother's dark heritage from moldy ancient books."

"So?" Wu Chen's heart sank.

"So, I'm also a magician." The woman snapped her fingers gracefully, and a black flame then bloomed quietly at the fingertips of her standing fingers.

"Warning, dark energy field fluctuations were detected!" tt4 followed the alarm: "Dark particle circulation is increasing continuously! Warning, dark particle invasion was detected!"

It felt like the blue sky suddenly rolled up dark clouds, and Wu Chen's white eyes were quickly filled with darkness!

When he gathered his gaze with difficulty, he saw the beauty sitting quietly on the bench, isolated from the light like a faded old photo. She was melting into the darkness bit by bit!

"Who are you!" Dark matter began to erode the brain, and the severe pain made Wu Chen unable to stand. The moment he rushed forward, Avila blinked suddenly, and her cold body as dark queen regained its glory.

The darkness that eroded him instantly disappeared. The severe pain disappeared immediately.

"Huhuhu" Wu Chen leaned over and gasped. Although the severe pain receded, the remaining poison was still tormenting his brain.

"Yes, yes, sorry. I didn't know it would be so perverted." Avila, who seemed to have done something wrong, was at a loss for a moment.

"What is it?" After a long time, Wu Chen finally drove the pain out of his mind.

"Dark Contract."

Nodding slightly, Wu Chen suddenly laughed: "Did you say that if you violate it, the same punishment will also happen to you?"

"That's it." Avira nodded shyly.

This is good news.

After pinching his eyebrows, Wu Chen spread his hands and asked, "It seems that you are not a greedy person for money and life. So, how important is this castle?"

"She is all about me," Avira said seriously. "This castle hotel is my entire source of life. Before everything happens, many people in the city will choose to come to my castle for vacation on weekends, and nearby residents are also used to coming here to party or have afternoon tea. This is a considerable income. Especially for women like me, well, this is a decent career. I don't have to look at the faces of stinky men, and use their bodies or anything else to exchange for life needs."

"It must be said that this is the most sincere passage from you that I have heard." The softest part of my heart was touched, slightly diluting Wu Chen's anger towards the 'woman' in front of him. Even though Wu Chen knew that the woman in front of him did not exist in reality, it was just a projection of an important memory of the spiritual world of the fire-driver.

However, perhaps encouraged by Wu Chen's words, the woman kept talking: "It's a pity that the neighbors are not coming, because they think that the monsters and ghosts are still plaguing the place. In fact, the pastor and some city bosses called to book weekend rooms and afternoon tea today. Although this was a bit weird, they kept emphasizing on the phone that the place was safe before 'complete cleaning'. Of course, I don't think they mean cleaning the stairs."

"Who else booked a room?" Wu Chen's heart moved. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!