Chapter 599

It wasn't until sunset that he arrived at his destination by carriage from Ruff Lane. After Xia De jumped off the carriage, he looked at the western sky while thanking the coachman.

From his angle, the large, terrifying, dim yellow setting sun had already hidden one-third behind the West Carl Mountains. Because of the direction, it looked as if the setting sun belonged to the foot of the West Carl Mountains. Combined with various rumors and stories locally, this appearance was really a bit terrifying.

Because the ritual was to be held in this famous haunted mansion, the 【Ringed Shushi】 cleared the area in advance. Not only did they set up rituals in the nearby mountain forest to prevent ordinary people from breaking in accidentally, but they also sent people to guard important intersections to ensure that tonight's ritual would not have any accidents due to external forces.

A ritual whose material costs alone are worth 3000 pounds can definitely be considered a large-scale ritual. When Xia De got off the carriage, he had already seen many nuns and monks wearing silver crown-shaped blindfolds in the abandoned courtyard of the manor, carefully checking the surrounding environment and using chalk or pure silver scepters to outline patterns on the ground.

Their attire was extremely similar to the sect leader Sister Daifulin, all wearing dark nun habits, with a silk shawl of the same color as the nun habit draped over their upper bodies. It's just that their hair colors were all normal, unlike Sister Daifulin, whose gray-white hair seemed to have lost its vitality.

Miss Miss Jia Lin Na said that the members of the 【Ringed Shushi】 who are qualified to wear silver crown blindfolds are the backbone of the sect. At this moment, just the ones Xia De saw were more than a dozen. Fortunately, Sister Daifulin only charged Xia De for the ritual material costs; otherwise, Xia De and the doctor's trio would probably have to sell their family property to pay for so many labor costs.

A middle-aged monk with gauze over his eyes had been waiting for Xia De at the entrance of the manor. Xia De followed behind him, passed through the courtyard where the ritual was being prepared, and entered the mansion whose walls were covered with ivy and morning glory.

The mansion was unexpectedly not as cold as Xia De imagined. The ground had probably been cleaned, and not much dust could be seen. Many nuns and monks were painting complex runes on the walls, outlining connected lines, or holding silver bells and walking while shaking them.

The sound of the bell was exceptionally crisp, and every time it rang, it made Xia De feel relaxed.

【It's not relaxing, it's cleansing the soul.】

"Cleansing the soul?"

Xia De looked curiously at the middle-aged nun who passed by him:

"It seems that ring warlock groups that can exist for a long time have their own unique techniques."

The 【Ringed Shushi】 was transforming the entire manor for the ritual. This was more troublesome than Xia De thought, and it also let him know how big a favor he owed. He was definitely willing to help this organization that had helped him in the future, but for now, let's rescue Priest Ao Gu Si first.

When walking toward the depths of the mansion, Xia De noticed that mist was diffusing in the corridor that was not easy to detect. But the concentration of the fog was very uniform, and when reaching the corridor at the end of the first floor, the concentration still maintained a subtle degree that was difficult to detect.

The "entrance" temporarily fixed was on the wall at the end of the corridor at the end of the first floor of the manor. Complex ritual arrays had been drawn on the walls on both sides, and Sister Daifulin was standing there quietly, waiting for Xia De. Three other high-ring nuns wearing silver blindfolds were kneeling in front of the wall. One held a long-handled silver bell, one held a parchment scroll, and one clasped her hands together in front of her chest, whispering unknown incantations together, maintaining the stability of the "entrance."

"Mr. Watson."

Sister Daifulin nodded to Xia De. Seeing Xia De looking at the wall, she asked softly:

"Can you see the entrance too?"

"Yes, I have the 【Space】 spirit rune."

Xia De said, and the nun paused unexpectedly before using ancient grammar, using that elegant and almost toneless voice to ask:

"We rely on our eyes to capture spirituality to see the location of the entrance. Then, in the true vision of 【Space】 power, what does the entrance in front of you look like?"

Xia De stared at the wall and looked again:

"I see a black terrifying vortex, and white fog is drifting out from it. You can't stare at the inside of the vortex for a long time. I can feel the terror, coldness, and malice toward the living on the other side."

After speaking, he moved his gaze away. The black vortex on the wall gave him a feeling completely different from Dac Nisi's black vortex. It's hard to say which one is more dangerous, but obviously, neither should be touched easily.

"Can you perceive this fog?"

Sister Daifulin was even more surprised. Of course, her expression and tone didn't show this:

"The appearance of this fog represents that the boundary between the world of the dead and the world of the living is infiltrating this side. The fog here is too thin. Theoretically speaking, except for the nuns of the sect, only the owner of the 【Death】 spirit rune can see this fog."

"I have a miracle related to eyes."

Xia De explained simply and asked again:

"Please allow me to thank you again for your help. Then, what time does the ritual start after sunset? I have nothing else to prepare."

Although he didn't eat dinner, he wasn't a lazy Mia cat, and missing a meal didn't matter.

"Ten o'clock tonight, only at night can this door to the boundary be safely opened. Although tonight is not a night of silver moon shining, tonight's moon will be exceptionally bright, which can well guide you deep into the world on the other side."

Sister Daifulin said, and then took a short branch from her robe pocket and handed it to Xia De in her palm. Her hands were exceptionally fair and slender, the kind of hands very suitable for playing the piano.

"The world on the other side is filled with power that will rot flesh. Please take this; this is a branch of an elf tree. Before it rots, it can temporarily protect you."

When learning 【Elf's Detoxification】 last week, Xia De had used this thing. At that time, the short branch was about the same length.

"No need, I have this."

Xia De took out his pocket watch and took the 【Youthful Leaf】 out of the watch cover. Although her eyes were covered and she was a blind person herself, Sister Daifulin, who had gray-white hair, still nodded:

"So it's the relic 【Youthful Leaf】. This is indeed the best choice. You have prepared very well."

She stuffed the short branch back into the side pocket of her robe:

"Please hand over Priest Ao Gu Si's personal belongings to me temporarily. I need to process it so it can guide the way for you."

So Xia De handed the silver pendant that Priest Ao Gu Si left in the tomb passage of the underground tomb to the nun:

"This is the holy emblem of Mr. Dawn. Will the holy emblem affect the ritual?"

The holy emblem of the Orthodox Church itself is a symbol with mysterious symbolism. Rashly using the holy emblem to join the ritual would cause great uncertainty.

"It doesn't matter. The holy emblem of Dawn can better guide the way for you. The Orthodox God of Light and Shadow will protect you between life and death."

While handing over the holy emblem, Xia De took out the doctor's three thousand pounds of cash from his pocket. He had packed those banknotes in a briefcase, so what he "took out" from his pocket was a briefcase.

But Sister Daifulin didn't touch the money, but let Xia De hand the box to another nun in a while.

All Xia De needed to do next was wait. And after the sun completely set, the sect lit a bonfire in the courtyard and made dinner, so Xia De also ate hot roast meat.

I don't know if it was the influence of the leader's personality on the organization's way of acting, but most of these nuns and monks who covered their eyes didn't like to talk much. But if Xia De talked to them, they would also respond.

They didn't mind Xia De peeking into the secrets of this ritual. As long as Xia De didn't get in the way, they didn't forbid him from wandering around this haunted mansion. Unlike No. 6 St. Deran Square, which also has rumors of being haunted, this haunted manor is really haunted.

It's just that before Xia De arrived by carriage, Sister Daifulin had already eliminated the three troublesome evil spirits, namely Viscount Russell and his two servants.

But this doesn't mean Xia De couldn't understand the story here. Everyone finished dinner together, and Sister Daifulin didn't return to the mansion but stood alone by the bonfire, facing the huge bonfire in front of her with her hands folded together.

The orange-yellow firelight flickered on her gray-black nun habit, which seemed to be made of silk, and also illuminated the silver crown-shaped ornament. Covering her eyes made it impossible to judge the other party's mood and thoughts from her expression and eyes. But Xia De didn't need to judge the other party's thoughts; he was just idle and wanted to know the story that happened here.

After standing by Sister Daifulin and asking the question in a low voice, the nun answered softly:

"That's not a very interesting story. The evil spirit in the deep forest attacked the manor and scared the viscount to death. The viscount's unwilling soul turned into an evil spirit and killed the two servants who took care of him. Afterward, the souls of the three wandered in this manor. It's just that because they couldn't leave here and their power wasn't strong, they weren't discovered by the Orthodox Church."

Xia De nodded clearly, and then asked curiously:

"However, how did you know about this? Oh, sorry, I didn't mean to pry into your secrets, but can the 【Ringed Shushi】 dissect the past of a soul?"

The nun still maintained the posture of folding her hands together, and she shook her head slightly. Her silver-gray hair shone in the firelight:

"This is my unique talent, which has existed since I became a ring warlock. Although my eyes cannot see normal things, when I face a soul that is about to perish, I take off the blindfold and 'look' at them with my eyes, and I can see fragments of their past."

"Oh~ this is really amazing."

Xia De praised sincerely.

"According to the sect, this is the special ability of my 'other me'—looking at death. For ordinary people, this will bring misfortune. For ring warlocks, this will also inevitably make me closer and closer to death. It was the sect that saved me. The sect's special prayer and spiritual cultivation methods let me understand how to understand this ability. Cold death...... is not terrible."

Xia De nodded and didn't continue to ask. The other party is an eleventh-ring warlock, and being able to tell him these things already shows that the other party trusts him very much.

But this brief conversation also made Xia De have new doubts. This special ability of "looking at death" seems to be able to be linked to the chosen one.

If the third chosen one who is about to appear really corresponds to "death," then besides Priest Ao Gu Si, Sister Daifulin also seems to be a chosen one of death.