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to, "Is anyone there?! Joseph! Morris!"

However, the only answer to him was the mocking sound of the crow.

The black-haired man staggered a few steps in the grass, his blue eyes looked around helplessly, the hem of his dark blue velvet coat was wet with dew, and his naked body was scratched by stones and branches. With both feet, he is still walking, but no matter how far he walks, he can't escape this endless strange grass.

Last night, when he chased that figure to the corner of the second floor, he was suddenly covered by the person behind him, and passed out in a burst of pungent smell.Ferdinand's physical strength was exhausted, he sat down panting, his face flushed abnormally, he racked his brains, but still couldn't recall how he got here.The only thing that is certain is that this matter is inseparable from the inheritance, Henry, Henry must have done it!The black-haired man clutched his chest and tried his best to calm himself down. He touched his pocket and found that the knife he was carrying with him was gone. He looked up and looked around, but there was no sign of anyone.

Will Joseph come to find himself?Ferdinand thought, did he find out he had been kidnapped?Or if he found out, what if he didn't want to come looking for it?Joseph acted very strange yesterday, did Henry say something to him?Or maybe he was bought by Henry...

Helpless loss invaded his whole body, and he felt that he could no longer think about it. Now that there was no one around, he could only rely on himself.

Mrs. Able was picking fresh vegetables in the yard, with fat short-legged hens cooing beside her, and her life was now so much improved thanks to the money Joseph had left her.Joseph had found a good job, and she should be happy to be a mother, but the loneliness lingered, and she wanted to see him sometimes.

There was the sound of horseshoes in her ears, and Mrs. Abel raised her head and saw a tall black horse parked at the gate of the yard. With a smile on her face, she threw the basket in her hand on the ground and greeted it: "Josh !"

But Joseph looked panicked, he looked at his mother: "Mom, have you seen Mr. Hawley?"

"What are you talking about, Josh, what's the matter with Mr. Hawley?" asked Mrs. Able.

"Mr. Hawley is gone, I can't find him anywhere!" Joseph looked around anxiously, "Weird things often happen in the Earl's castle, the body of Mr. Andrew who died yesterday is gone today, and Mr. Hawley is not here either." I know where I went!"

"I haven't seen Mr. Hawley for a long time. Maybe you can ask Dr. Bradley." Mrs. Able said. "Don't worry, Josh, Mr. Hawley is a good man, God bless him!"

Joseph mounted his horse and immediately ran to Dr. Bradley's house.He prayed for his employer's well-being and blamed himself for being a heavy sleeper, not to mention losing his temper with Mr. Hawley yesterday morning.Thinking of this, he felt very regretful, and couldn't help urging the horse to run faster again.

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Henry came to the hall with forged evidence, and Mr. Brownler was waiting for him. The old butler had thinning hair and a pair of dark eyes like endless holes, making his whole face look like a skeleton. He was wearing Wearing a decent butler uniform, he watched the heir walking towards him.

"I found that male demon, Mr. Brownler." Henry had a beaming smile on his face.

Mr. Brownler didn't speak, just watched the other party take the document out of his clothes. Henry said: "This male demon is a man named Edmund Ball in the east village. He is 46 years old and has no wife and children. It's no wonder he would do such a thing!"

Mr. Brownler took the document in his hand and looked into Henry's eyes, "Is this true, Mr. Henry?"

"Of course it is true," Henry said, "How much energy do you think I spent?! Look, there is a certificate from the sheriff on it!"

"Is this true, Mr. Henry?" Brownler repeated what he had just said.

Henry stared at him: "What do you mean?! Mr. Brownler?! The evidence is here, how can you say such a thing? Or do you covet this inheritance and don't even want to see the truth?! "

"He is not Tyrandion, Mr. Henry," said the butler calmly.

"Do you have any evidence to prove that he is not?!" Henry stepped forward and glared at him, "You are just a housekeeper. Do you think you can do anything to me if your uncle gives you such a little power?" Picking up the collar of the other party: "You'd better be sensible and sign for me obediently, otherwise I will definitely show you some color!"

"Sir," the butler wasn't afraid, and blinked his eyes slowly, a strange cold color gradually appeared in his eyes, "You know that's not true."

"If you say another word, I will kill you. You must know that what is needed for notarization is only a signature, and this signature does not have to be signed by yourself! I have a lot of ways!" Henry threatened, "I advise you to be obedient Sign it, I will give you a sum of money to go back to the elderly, don't try to provoke me, you know, no one who provokes me will end well! Remember your identity, you are just a servant!"

"I think you should also remember your own identity. You are only the heir, not my master, nor the Earl of Noppington!" The butler looked at him and pointed to the ceiling, "Perhaps you should focus on Go after Tyrandion!"

When Henry was about to get angry, a drop of water suddenly hit his cheek, and then another drop. He raised his hand, wiped his cheek, and looked up.

"what--!"

A female corpse was hung by the neck from the ceiling, her stomach was ripped open, the internal organs were hanging out, and the blood was flowing down the toes from slow to fast.

"That's why I don't think the one you're talking about is Tyrandion." The butler took out a handkerchief and wiped his blood-spattered face. "That's what that demon did!"

Henry looked at the red hair of the female corpse, his legs couldn't help but couldn't stand, he sat on the ground, trembling constantly, "Lois...Lois....Lo...."

After walking for a long time, Ferdinand was hungry and thirsty, and the gloomy weather made him very uncomfortable. He didn't dare to touch the fruits on the bushes, but only dared to suck the dew on the grass blades. The black-haired man's legs were like bushes. Lead, go slower and slower.

If he couldn't find a place to stay before dark, the already hungry beasts in the wilderness would bite off his neck without hesitation. Ferdinand didn't have any weapons, and he was no different from a roast duck that could walk.

But just when he was about to despair, a plume of green smoke appeared at the foot of the mountain, which made him regain hope. Regardless of the wound on his foot, he rushed there crazily.

Dead branches were tearing at the hem of his velvet robe, but Ferdinand soon spotted a crude shed rather than a log cabin, in which someone seemed to be cooking.

He came to the hut, knocked on the cracked door, slammed it open with too much force, and Ferdinand saw a disheveled girl with hay-haired hair.

"Hello, ma'am, I..." Ferdinand panted and tried to introduce himself.

But when the girl saw his face, she jumped up suddenly, pulled out a burning log from the fire and waved it, screaming like crazy in a high-pitched voice: "Go away! Go away! Devil, no, Go away!!!"

Ferdinand took a few steps back. He didn't understand what was wrong with the girl, so he tried his best to comfort you softly: "Sorry to bother you, ma'am, I was just left here. I won't hurt you. I just want to find a place to live." The place!"

But the girl still screamed like crazy, waving the firewood in her hand, "Devil! Go away! Go away!"

But soon she squatted down clutching her stomach, and the wooden stick fell to the ground. Just when the flames were about to reach the table, Ferdinand hurried forward to stamp out the firewood.

The girl watched him hide in a corner with his arms around his shoulders, his eyes were like a rounded up deer, his pale lips trembled: "Don't come here..."

Ferdinand raised his hand, "I won't come over, and I won't hurt you, don't be afraid."

The girl looked at him carefully and shook her head: "I don't believe it, you...you...!"

When she waved her hand, Ferdinand noticed the slightly swollen belly of the other party, and he asked suspiciously, "Me?"

"Tran..." The girl tugged desperately at her collar, "Trandion!"

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"What?!" Ferdinand stepped forward in surprise, "What did you say?!"

"Green eyes!" The girl desperately burrowed into the corner, trembling with fear, "Don't come here! Don't come here!"

"Have you seen Tyrandion?!" Ferdinand looked at her belly. "Did he do this?! Who the hell is he?!"

The girl cried out, tearing her messy hair, "Don't touch me! Don't touch me! Daisy has no home! Daisy has no home!"

Looking at the crazy girl, Ferdinand sighed, supported his sore forehead, and sat down in a relatively clean place.There were some sprouted potatoes and a bag of moldy oats on the table, and there was a pot hanging on a shelf in the house with boiling water in it. Ferdinand put two handfuls of oats into the pot and slowly stirred them. .

After a long time, the girl stopped crying, and she secretly looked at the sitting man.Ferdinand took the bowl from the table, filled it with some oatmeal, handed it to the girl, and said as softly as possible: "Yes.