The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 75 Gaze in the Shadows
  There are several oil paintings of large and small figures hanging on the wall in the secret room, all of which are pretty girls in various poses. The drawings are exquisite, the painting work is delicate, and lifelike. Even a layman who doesn't know anything about it will think it's rare. Obtained art.

The only thing is that these women are only wearing a light veil at most, even purely natural!
  If it were just this, it would be fine. Nude women are one of the reserved themes of Western paintings. From ancient times to the present, many young painters have relied on their skills and their handsome faces to mix a bowl of sweet food with a rich lady. A softie, such as a certain male Titanic passenger who wished to remain anonymous.

The problem is that the postures of the people in these paintings are really... strange, and the strange objects in their hands are even more suspicious.

Good guy, let alone today, this hobby was a very disgraceful thing even in the 19th century. Although the so-called upper class may play more luxurious and dirty things than this in private, on the surface this thing is still taboo, and it was exposed If he comes out, he will definitely die.

Although these things can be considered antiques, they are difficult to sell due to their subject matter. If they are not handled properly, they will be warned by the FBI. Only people who specialize in art history and museums will collect them.

Zhu Mingyao hesitated for a moment, forget it, put it away first, why did he just run hundreds of kilometers?
  What? Didn't you say you got bonus points?
  It’s a joke. Anyone who has played RPG knows that experience is what I deserve from fighting monsters. After ransacking the NPC’s house and digging out the things, that’s called loot!
  Looking around, there were not many furnishings in the secret room. Apart from the bookshelves that held the illegal account books of the Kerien factory, there were a few decayed fabric sofas and a dressing table with a mirror.

He opened the drawers of the dressing table one by one and looked at the small leather whip with pearls on the handle, the unknown X-shaped object carved from ivory, and the silver clip with tiny sharp teeth. son and elder. Needles, and a few crystal bottles of mysterious liquid that had dried up.

The corner of the boy's mouth twitched. He really didn't want to touch it, so he used his cane to pull these things away, picked out a black leather-covered notebook inside, and took a brief look at it.

As expected, what was recorded in it was this guy's experience of using these small parts on his young and beautiful wife during his lifetime. The intensity was so intense that even Zhu Mingyao, who had experienced the baptism of the Internet in later generations, couldn't help but be speechless.

Although he had a girlfriend in his previous life, the young man who was still his younger brother in this life felt that his pure and young heart had been greatly impacted. The feeling of seeing it on that website was different from seeing the real thing!

Brother Kerien, you are not wearing this hat unfairly! Even the professional teams in Fernando Valley would probably rarely be able to endure this!
  This is almost crippling people. Your wife just cheated on her instead of stabbing her more than a dozen times. She is already very conscientious.

He found some rotten tablecloths in the utility room, put those careful oil paintings in, and packed them into a big package. After a brief struggle in his heart, he decisively decided to give up his moral integrity for the time being and packed those "small parts" as well. A package.

After carefully closing the door to the secret room, restoring the bookshelf to its original state, and cleaning the place, Zhu Mingyao left the Corian Manor in a sneaky manner, carrying two packages on his back.

After struggling for most of the night, it was almost early in the morning. He had to find a suitable place to hide the things first, and then contact Bai Ziyuan and ask Hualian to send two cars to pick them up.

Otherwise, if the poor and crazy town officials find out, they may not accept the idea of ​​using these things to pay for the exorcism costs.

……

After the guests left, Corian Manor became quiet again.

Suddenly a gust of night wind blew, and the floating clouds surged, covering up all the moonlight, leaving only endless darkness.

But in this thick darkness, a voice suddenly sounded.

"I thought you would keep that young man, after all, he disrupted your plan."

The voice was old and decayed, giving off the air of death.

"It's just a randomly placed chess piece, or more appropriately, a fruit tree planted. There's no plan." A strange voice that looked like a woman and a child replied calmly.

"You are so... magnanimous and tolerant. You are an evil spirit that is about to transform successfully." The old voice exclaimed.

"In order to cultivate it, you not only gave it a ray of magic power from the 'Snake' domain, but also attracted the descendants of its enemies, and prepared to condescend to personally host a promotion ceremony. The stage was already set, but in the end it was This unreasonable and annoying boy has made a mess. If it were me, I would stuff him into my funeral parlor and make him a collection!"

"It is indeed a bit of a pity." The strange voice also showed a hint of dissatisfaction, "I designed an almost perfect script. The descendants of his wife's illegitimate son should have been in the illusion for those false children. The soul of the dead self sacrifice.

Such a benevolent spirit without any regrets, who happens to be the blood descendant of the person Hugh Corian himself hates, is the best sacrifice for its transformation ceremony. "

"Once the transformation is successful, the power seeds given will immediately be transformed into my clone projection, just as the fruit tree bears sweet and juicy fruits, and after being absorbed, a little bit of the power of Saint Andre's blood can be consumed. "

As the voice owner's mood fluctuated slightly, a darkness squirmed deep in the manor, outlining a figure. The figure was blurry, only a few golden-red glimmers flashed on the face, and from time to time a trace of sacred solemnity burst out. The meaning of arc sparks.

The figure stretched out his hand and stroked the few glimmers of light on his face. Regardless of the holy fire and lightning sputtering on his palm, which burned out black smoke, he whispered in a chant-like tone:
  "It's coming, it's coming... Since we have been waiting for half a century, there is no need to be too anxious. The country under our feet is built on endless blood and sin. Fruits like Hugh Corrine's... I have also cultivated a lot, and as long as some of it can successfully mature, I can completely heal the damage caused by the blood of Saint Andre and restore my former glory."

"So back to the original question, why did you let that little guy go? Even if you let me make him into an undead puppet, it can add a little more power to future plans..."

As if he felt that the question was not respectful, the old voice quickly added in a humble tone:
  "Your Highness, please forgive my offense. I'm just a little curious."

"I saw something in that little guy." The strange voice said calmly.

"The undead body will indeed damage the memory. I almost forgot that you have the field of true knowledge." The old voice laughed at himself, "What did you see in him?"

"His body has the rune mark of a high-ranking person, at least the mark left by a legendary Eastern warlock. This is a declaration in the mystical sense - this is my person!"

The palm of the black shadow is upward, holding a little emerald green light and shadow. If Zhu Mingyao were here, he would be able to recognize it at a glance. The appearance of this light and shadow is the Qinglian Jade that Lin Xuansheng uses to communicate with him remotely and teach him. symbol!

"Over the years, the church's hunting dogs have been chasing him more and more closely. At this juncture, there is no need to provoke those other strong men."

The shadow's big hand squeezed, extinguishing the light and shadow in his palm.

"Be cautious, be cautious again, the era of elemental tides has returned, and this world will become a fertile pasture again...

And this time, there aren’t so many annoying hounds and shepherds, we can feast and enjoy..."

(End of this chapter)