Mystery: The Stars Returner

Above the gray fog, it should not be affected by the temperature, but after Alger finished reading this complete song, his body could not help but feel a chill.

He glanced around with some fear, and then looked straight at Mr. Fool. From the smiling calmness of Mr. Fool, he gradually overcame the fear deep in his heart.

"The King in Yellow Clothes, the Lord of the Star Sea in the distant starry sky..." Little Sun Derrick whispered twice, shook his head and said: "I have never heard of this being's honorable name, and there is no such thing in the history of our Silver City. No relevant records have appeared.”

"Oh, your Silver City only has a few years of history." Emlyn habitually sneered and coughed slightly: "After I go back, I will read through the vast and great history of our vampire clan. I believe I can find relevant descriptions."

Audrey, Forsi and others cast their eyes at Emlyn, and then looked away in disappointment. They didn't have much hope for this.

"I have heard many legends about the King in Yellow at sea."

Cattleya opened her mouth to educate Audrey and others about the late-night street legends in the harbor for free.

Stories and legends about the King in Yellow and his followers have only begun to spread across the sea in recent months.

It is said that many lucky people have met the King in Yellow and realized their wishes. Of course, there are also many unlucky people who have been punished by the King in Yellow.

After listening to Cattleya's story, Alger agreed: "Yes, this is a legend that has become popular in the sea recently. As for whether it is true or not, only those who have experienced it personally can know."

Audrey and Forsi, who had also been adventuring in the sea for a while, did not speak for fear of accidentally exposing their identities.

After all, the original combination of three people and one dog still had a certain reputation on the sea.

After discussing for a while, the members of the Tarot Club couldn't help but look at Mr. Fool, wanting to seek his explanation.

"The King in Yellow, the incarnation of an ancient being." Klein spoke slowly.

He did not directly point out that the King in Yellow might be the incarnation of the stars, but instead used an ancient one.

This is to avoid exposing Qunxing's background, so as not to interfere with what Qunxing wants to do. After all, Mr. Fool's relationship with Qunxing is pretty good.

The incarnation of the Ancient One?

Is he the same as Mr. Fool?

Everyone in the Tarot Society had a clear understanding, and they made a tacit understanding not to continue discussing the King in Yellow. Instead, they focused their attention on the organization of the Monks in Yellow and their increasingly frequent activities recently.

"Don't go out late at night, otherwise you'll encounter people wearing yellow clothes."

Klein controlled the world and gave a small warning to prevent the Tarot Society from taking risks.

After the Tarot session, Klein washed his hands in the bathroom, wiped his cheeks with a towel, tidied his clothes, and then walked out.

As soon as he went out, he got on the carriage and went to pick out a bunch of delicious and latest ice cream styles.

At night, Klein went to sleep early to avoid causing Will to complain again.

When he said that he needed a drop of Will's blood, he immediately encountered firm opposition from Will.

Fortunately, he had made sufficient preparations this time, constantly offering the temptation of ice cream, and finally persuaded Will to provide a drop of blood at the cost of providing the latest ice cream for three months.

"There's one more thing you need to pay attention to for me."

When Klein was about to end his dream, Will quickly called him to stop him.

Klein looked at him deeply. He was really cunning. He waited until he promised to provide so much ice cream before saying that he had something to trouble him.

"Ahem, as a qualified gentleman, you shouldn't be so fussy with a child."

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

"If you encounter someone recently who cannot peek into your destiny, or a pair of scissors that can cut your destiny, please remember to pay attention."

"Scissors?"

"I'm not sure. It might be something similar. Anyway, just be careful."

After saying that, Will hurriedly left.

It’s a bit baffling, but it feels a bit important.

Klein thought for a while, but couldn't come up with any clues, so he stopped thinking for the time being.

……

Late at night, on the streets of Backlund's dock area, a group of more than a dozen monks in yellow clothes were walking along the coastline.

The light of the stars in the sky is dotted on the sea, reflecting the sparkling sea.

The street lights along the street not far away were still shining with the same dim light as last night.

He who follows the indescribable figure, walks in the kingdom of night under the light of the stars.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a gust of wind, whining and blowing, causing the dim light from the street lamps on both sides of the street to come on and off.

The monks in yellow robes who were marching devoutly were not disturbed or even glanced sideways.

As if the street lamp was overwhelmed, the last faint light suddenly disappeared completely, leaving only darkness covering the surrounding area.

I don't know when a dark cloud blew in the sky, temporarily blocking the light from the stars.

A figure suddenly jumped out from the dark corner and silently took away the last person in the team of yellow-robed monks.

The advancing team still didn't stop, as if they didn't notice anything.

As the team moved forward, the figure came back and took away the person walking at the end in the same way.

At this time, the person responsible for leading the way suddenly stopped, turned around and looked back, and the entire team also stopped.

After whispering for a while, they began to count the number of people, and were surprised to find that two people had disappeared from the original team of fourteen people.

And there was no sign or movement at all.

The leader closed his eyes and tried to find some clues by searching for relevant fate, but to no avail.

At this time, another figure came out and took away the third person.

This time, many monks in yellow saw with their own eyes how the man at the end of the queue disappeared silently into the night.

But the mysterious shadow that has already kidnapped three people will not give up. It is still hiding in the darkness, ready to kidnap the fourth person at any time.

"The Lord of the Sea of ​​Stars in the Distant Starry Sky."

"The formless and nameless being."

"The end of endless faith."

"The Great King in Yellow."

At this time, the leader prayed loudly to the great King in Yellow, and other monks in yellow also prayed at the same time.

In the sky, the stars suddenly bloomed with light, dispersing the small dark clouds and spreading the light again.

The soft light of the stars is like a veil draped over the bodies of His devout believers, and like an indestructible armor that can resist dangers from the outside world.

The mysterious shadow in the darkness finally slowly retreated into the darkness behind it, fearing that it would be illuminated by the light of the stars.

When everything returned to calm, the leader first led the rest of the monks in yellow to thank the King in Yellow for his blessing, and then continued to check the team members.

There are indeed three people missing.

There was silence for a while, and the leader continued to lead the monks in yellow clothes tonight along the established path.

The gods they believe in will protect every devout believer. As for the blasphemers hiding in the darkness, they will eventually be punished by fate.

The next day, when it was just dawn, the dock workers who got up early to work discovered three corpses wrapped in white silk hanging on the Bellland Bridge and above the winding river.

The three corpses were arranged in a triangle, and their entire bodies, except for their eyes, were wrapped in white silk threads and hung.

From a distance, it looks like three hanging white cocoons.

Soon, the police who received the call rushed to the scene and removed the three bodies from the Belland Bridge.

Through inspection and analysis, they discovered that the so-called white silk thread was actually spider silk!

Although they are very tough to tear, the threads can be easily burned with fire.

But where did Backlund get such a big spider?

Or the kind of giant spider that can wrap up a person in its silk?

The news quickly spread like wildfire, and headlines today included reports such as "Murder on the Bellland Bridge, the murderer turned out to be a super giant spider."

In Queens, in a luxurious villa, Hastur sat at a small table in the garden, reading today's newspaper with his legs crossed and drinking Marquis black tea.

The Belland Bridge, the hanging white cocoons, the big spiders that appear late at night...

Hastur's eyes looked through this sensational behavior and saw a twisted and dark heart hidden behind it.

The maid responsible for cleaning the garden came with a slightly heavier step than usual.

"what's up?"

"Lord Earl, a pilgrimage team was attacked in the dock area last night, and three believers were abducted by a mysterious shadow lurking in the darkness."

"Have you read today's newspaper?"

"I saw it."

"What are you going to do?"

"The gardener and the cook have already gone to deal with this matter. They will not be able to come back to work in a short time. I am here to inform the earl."

"Is there anything else?"

"Nothing."

"Well, let's get down there."

Hastur did not give any new instructions. He just asked the yellow monks to play with that person. He couldn't handle everything personally.

The maid didn't say anything else, and left here as she was told, continuing to take a broom to clean the leaves in the garden that had fallen due to the wind last night.

This is her job.