Chapter 1029

When the servant saw Xu Mingguang looking at the people, he said to him, "the workers in the farm are all disabled, and there are not a few deaf and dumb people. They all communicate with each other in dumb language."

This explanation was completely unexpected to Xu Mingguang.

But when you think about it, it's reasonable.

The farm uses disabled people to work. At night, those with inconvenient legs and feet are naturally inconvenient. Therefore, those who work at that time are deaf and dumb. In the process of working, they can't talk, they can only gesture to each other.

They can't see the situation clearly when they are separated from each other for a certain distance and it's foggy. They can only feel that their actions are abnormal and too quiet.

But even though he figured out this section, Xu Mingguang was slightly disappointed.

I thought that the abnormal situation in the farm was the best proof of the resurrection of those zombies, but I didn't expect that the reason for this situation was just a group of deaf mute people.

Although he witnessed all this with his own eyes, Xu Mingguang still didn't believe it. He took a deep breath and asked his servant, "why do we have to work with disabled people in the farm? Is there any special reason? "

The servant said with a smile: "belland is a small place, which can provide few jobs. Even for the able-bodied people, it is not easy to find a job, not to mention the disabled? The count's hiring them to work here is also a kindness, giving them a chance to support themselves

Xu Mingguang nodded and said with a smile, "the count is really kind-hearted. I admire him very much."

Since he couldn't find anything useful in the farm, Xu Mingguang pretended to stroll around and went back home.

Hearing what Xu Mingguang said to him, Zheng songru's face showed a relieved look and said: "we have misunderstood everything. Since there is no such witchcraft, why do you want to look for any secret way?"

"This witchcraft must exist, and what we saw that night must be zombies," said Xu Mingguang with a strange look on his face. "The count must have arranged such a play because we saw those zombies and were afraid that we might be suspicious. This is such a small city. How could there be so many disabled people? This is unreasonable in itself. "

Zheng songru didn't know anything about belland. He really came here for fun. Seeing Xu Mingguang's confident appearance, he couldn't help scratching his hair. His face was very blank.

Compared with Zheng songru's bewilderment, Xu Mingguang obviously had done enough homework and continued: "he made it clear that there was a ghost in his heart, which proved that the witchcraft really existed. On the contrary, it made me more convinced. Therefore, after returning to the castle, I would like to propose to visit those collections."

Zheng songru was stunned.

In shock, there was a little uneasiness in his heart.

At that time, he couldn't tell exactly what this uneasiness was about. He just felt that Xu Mingguang seemed too stubborn in this matter, as if he was a bit possessed.

It's not only Zheng songru who thinks so, but also Zheng Yue, who is listening to him about the incident in those years. It's the same with Tang Feng at the moment.

While drinking tea, Tang Feng frowned and said, "what is the purpose of Xu Mingguang's witchcraft?"

Zheng Yue shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "at that time, my grandfather just thought that Xu Mingguang had a kind of crazy pursuit for this witchcraft, but he didn't think of asking him why. Later, when he thought about this problem, Xu Mingguang had died, which became an eternal mystery."

While speaking, Zheng Yue poured a cup of tea, drinking tea, with a slightly thoughtful look on his face, and said: "although there is no final answer, I guess that for a large family, it is useful to have such strange abilities, no matter in any way."

It's amazing that it can bring the dead back to life, turn them into zombies and control them in the ears of ordinary people.

But Tang Feng didn't think so.

Because what he knows, or what he can master, is hundreds of times higher than that.

Among other things, Zixuan's soul control skill is higher than the corpse control book by several levels.

What's more, according to Zheng Yue's description, in a strict sense, it's not necropsy at all, it's just the use of poison.

Xu Mingguang lost his life for such a small trick. It's really not worth it.

When Xu Mingguang proposed to visit the collection, the housekeeper of the castle also agreed.

After all, the count had told them to be guests, and that they must be satisfied.

Furthermore, Xu Mingguang put forward a more excessive request, that is, he wanted to visit alone.

After hesitation, the housekeeper agreed again.

According to the housekeeper's idea, guests with such a high status would not engage in furtive activities, that is, they are not afraid to take the collection with them, so they are very relieved to let Xu Mingguang visit alone.

On the surface, Xu Mingguang pretended to visit those things. In fact, he was carefully studying the structure of the castle, trying to find out whether there was any secret room hidden in the castle.

After three days of careful searching, he really found it.

Xu Mingguang found a mechanism in a basement under the castle. After opening it, there was a long narrow passage.

When he first found the passage, there was no lighting and it was very dark inside, so he couldn't get in. The next day, he prepared lighting tools and entered it again. But when he came to the end, he found that there was another entrance, which was tightly closed and couldn't be opened by one person, so he stepped back angrily.

Then he has been looking forward to the return of Zheng songru, so as to have a glimpse of the secrets of the castle with him.

Zheng Yue shook his head and sighed: "grandfather said that he was possessed by ghosts at that time. He followed Xu Mingguang and went to the basement together. Although the castle was huge and busy in the daytime, at night, everyone had a rest and walked in the open place, It made my grandfather feel strange. He seemed to be afraid. But he was still young at that time, and he would not admit it when he was competitive. "