Journey to Seek Past Reincarnations

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At this moment, it seems that I can only stay overnight in the forest. Compared to the scary castle, I am more willing to spend the night here. Thinking of this, I turned around and walked back, looking for a big tree, and enclosing it around the big tree, so that if evil spirits wanted to attack me, it would not be so easy. Leaning gradually hit the tree trunk, and slowly closed my eyes. In any case, I still sleep for a while, and I will talk about other things tomorrow.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already dawn. I couldn't help being secretly happy, but fortunately, I had a peaceful night. I stood up, withdrew the enchantment, and looked up. There was a clear stream not far away. I quickly stepped up to the edge of the stream, and picked up the water with my hand to pounce on my face. The stream is cool and thorough, and the pores on my face are all open, so comfortable. I simply took off my shoes, socks, dipped my feet in the stream, kicked the splashes, and hummed a little song, which was so comfortable, it is better to think about what to do next here.

The small fish in the stream swam from time to time, touching my ankles, itching and numbness. In the warm sunshine, I seemed to forget my time now.

At this moment, I heard the leaves rustling in the trees behind, like someone. I didn't look back, I just felt stiff all at once, but still calmed down and tense, shouted: "Who is coming out!"

The trees were silent for a while, and now I am sure that there are people who, if they are animals, cannot understand me at all and will not stop at all.

"I know you are there, come out to me, otherwise I'm welcome." I reached into my arms and pinched a charm.

There was another rustle in the bush. I turned around violently and looked at the people in front of me, stunned for a moment.

Two teenagers dressed in medieval noble clothes are standing behind me. One is only about seven or eight years old. He has burgundy hair, round face, and blue eyes. He is very cute. The other was in his twenties, with blonde hair and shoulders as gorgeous as burning gold, shining as if it could burn my eyes, thin lips tightly squeezed into a straight line, and no emotion was revealed at all. To my surprise, he actually had the same purple eyes as Si Yin. At this time, those violet eyes were glowing with a demonish color, and they looked at me coldly.

Is it a vampire? I immediately denied my idea that vampires would not appear in the sun, so this is human.

"What are you doing there?" I raised the volume, and I should preemptively put it first, and overwhelm them with momentum.

The little boy ran over and stared hard at me for a while: "How come I have never seen you look like you, your hair and eyes are black, so strange."

"What's strange." I gave him a disapproving glance, please, the man with purple eyes next to you is strange.

"You don't seem to be here, where did you come from?" He continued to ask, his eyes full of curiosity.

"I'm from a very far east country." I continued to kick Shuihuadao. "We have black hair and black eyes, just like most of you have blond hair and blue eyes."

There seemed to be a trace of doubt in his eyes, and then looked at my feet submerged in water, and said, "What are you doing?"

Sure enough, it was the young master of the rich people. I shook my head gently and said, "Put your feet in the water. It's very comfortable. There will be small fish drilling around your feet. It's fun."

"Really?" The little boy eagerly tried.

"We should go back." The young boy with purple eyes walked coldly.

"Brother, let me give it a try." The little boy acted spoiledly, a gentle flash in the young man's eyes, nodded helplessly.

The boy immediately removed his boots and put his feet into the stream. "It's so cold!" he shouted silently, and when he slowly adjusted to the temperature, he laughed and cried again, "There are really little fish kissing my feet!"

Kiss the feet? I couldn't help laughing, but it was still a child's imagination.

"Look!" I kicked a few splashes, "very high."

"I can too!" he shouted in disbelief, kicking heavily, don't look at the small person, his strength is still quite strong, and suddenly splashed my face. He laughed. I was very hot and kicked a lot. He splashed all over him. He was more interesting and he kicked harder. I did not show any weakness. You come and go...

As a result, both of them turned out to be chickens.

We were so exhausted that we looked at each other and suddenly laughed.

"Hello, what's your name?" he asked.

"My name is Yin, how about you?" I asked with a smile.

He pointed to himself: "My name is Torko, and that is my brother Seth." He pointed at the purple-eyed boy again. I looked down at his finger, and Seth was thinking thoughtfully. Looking at me, still a trace of coldness and doubt in his eyes.

"It's wet like this, I'll wait to enter through the back door later." Seth picked up Tolco one by one, and it seems that he still cares about this younger brother.

"Brother, can't I stay longer?" he begged.

"No!" Seth clamped him under his arm with one hand, walked a few steps, and suddenly stopped again, said coldly, "You better leave here as quickly as possible."

"Hidden, goodbye!" Torco, who was held under Seth's arm, did not forget to turn around and gave me a bright smile.

I also gave him a smile, but there was a hint of uneasiness in my heart. Did Seth's words just like a warning? Does he know something? That’s why they say that... what do they have to do with Mrs. Bartoli? However, the immediate solution is to first go to the nearby village to find out.

As soon as I walked into the village, I felt a few curious eyes fixed on me. I pretended not to see it, and continued to walk forward to a farmstead, sat down in front of a large haystack, took out the chocolate in my arms and ate it.

"Have you heard, the countess is hiring a new maid again." A man's voice came from behind the haystack. I immediately raised my ears and listened carefully to their words.

"I heard that the Countess seems to hire new maids every once in a while. I also heard that all the previous maids are gone." A woman's voice picked up.

"Did the countess say they all ran away, I heard that the countess was very harsh, so it was difficult to work there," the man said.

"Who knows, I also heard a rumor that the maids were not running, but were being vampires..." The woman lowered her voice. I didn't hear the words behind, only the man murmured "God".

"There are also many girls missing in the village. I guess 80% were done by vampires," the woman said quite positively.

I shook my head gently. These villagers only thought of it as a vampire, but they did not doubt Mrs. Bartoli at all. No wonder she could not be found for so long.

However, if Dora was killed in the castle, she will definitely appear in the castle. I only know that Si Yin sent me over a little time in advance, so Dora is not dead at this time. It's better to inquire in the village before talking about it.

The result disappointed me and asked a lot of people who didn't know this person Dora, as if she had never appeared in the village. And it's very strange, it seems that you can't call out the floating spirit here. What is going on, is it all controlled by vampires here? Then the only place where she can be found right now is-Seyt Castle.

I took a deep breath, and it seems that the only thing I can do now is to go-apply for the maid.

Ye Yin, you can, the other party is just a devil!

I cheered for myself, crossing the gravel road covered with thorns and roses, and my eyes gradually widened. Seyt Castle is more spectacular than what I saw yesterday, and it shines brilliantly in the sun.

As soon as I walked to the door, two guards stopped me. Just listening to my explanation, I immediately took me into the castle.

As soon as I stepped into the castle, I felt the cold wind. The interior of the empty and dark castle must be lit with oil lamps or candles for many years because of poor lighting. The narrow and devious passage gives a suffocating feeling. Although the castle is dotted with magnificent large oil paintings and expensive European-style carved handmade furniture, my heart is filled with a very uncomfortable feeling, especially when I think of it. I couldn't help shivering again in the tragedy that happened here.

After a roundabout passage, the bodyguard led me to a small room, where three girls were already waiting. Alas, despite such rumors, there are still many girls who are willing to come here as maids. Seeing their appearance, it seems that they are also from poor people. It is also forced by life to want to come. Poor little lambs, but they didn't know that they had walked into the palm of the devil, and I couldn't help feeling sympathy for them.

They were also very curious when they saw me, and they looked hard at my hair and eyes, as well as the dress that was in the middle. They were always girls, and after a while, they finally couldn't help but start talking secretly.

"Quiet, be quiet, the Uo Butler is here!" The girls shouted with fright and shut their mouths. An obese old woman flashed into the door. The tight green French dress stretched out all her fat, one after another, as if she had put several swimming circles around her waist. The blond hair was turned into a bun, with two big eye bubbles under his eyes. I can't help but be funny, isn't this a typical reverse image?

She glanced coldly at us, her eyes stayed on my face for a few seconds, but she didn't say anything. She looked at the girls carefully and nodded. Then came to me again and asked coldly, "Where did you come from?"

"I came from an eastern country." I replied.

"Oriental country?" She seemed hesitant, what she was about to say, and suddenly a **** woman's voice came over. "Girl in the eastern country? Very special." The voice just fell, and a red silhouette came in. Just by looking at it, I felt dizzy in front of my eyes, there is such a beautiful woman in the world!

The burgundy hair high up shining with dazzling luster, the snow-white long neck is as elegant as the neck of a white swan, and the pair of violet eyes seemed to contain countless treasures. , Different levels of light...

"Countess." Butler Leo hurriedly saluted.

The woman in front of her... is the legendary female demon, Mrs. Bartoli, who is so beautiful. As a woman, I felt seduced in a flash. She should be in her 40s by age, but why does she seem to be only in her twenties? There was another cold in my heart.

She came to me and a fragrance of roses came into my nose. She held out her hand and gently touched my face, whispering: "How smooth and tender skin, what a perfect skin, do oriental women have such beautiful skin?" There was a hint of greed in her eyes. look.

"Yeah, not all." I found myself stuttering. She looked at me as if she wished to peel my skin immediately. I felt like I had become a little lamb to be slaughtered. Mommy, shouldn't she think that after drinking my blood, her skin will become like me? My hair is almost upright, and suddenly I have the idea of ​​running away from the **** task.

But the thought was just fleeting, and I barely squeezed out a smile: "How can my skin be as good as the countess, and the lady's skin is called perfect, I have no time to envy."

It's worn by thousands of people, but not by farts. This sentence is universal. Regardless of foreign China, ancient and modern, two words: take all!

Sure enough, the countess laughed happily and said, "I didn't expect the mouth of an oriental woman to be very sweet. By the way, I will arrange what you do. Let's just let you be my personal maid."

"Tie... close to the maid." The corner of my mouth twitched.

"Thank you, Madam, for giving you such an important job." The fat butler said, staring at me.

I was about to agree, and suddenly heard a cold man's voice ring at the door: "Mother, let her be my maid."

The sound was familiar, and when I looked up, a pair of familiar violet eyes caught my eyes. I can't help but be surprised. Isn't the owner of these eyes exactly the teenager I met in the woods in the morning? It turned out-he turned out to be Mrs. Bartoli's son!

I-Ye Yin, shock...