I have a date with the devil

Chapter 17

That evening, the caravan finally arrived at the summer palace. The red clouds of fire burned the sky, the haze of light, reflecting the lake and the mountains are orange-red.

The temperature here is really much cooler than in Franjton. When Ye Miao got off the car, he touched the unicorn's mane, raised his head and looked at the tall snow-white fortress that stood not far away.

The fortress is much "slimmer" than the palace, with several Gothic towers pointing high into the sky, with one air bridge between the towers, and green vines and thorns climbing around the white walls. Two lifelike statues of griffins stood majestically on high pillars, their wings slightly raised, as if in desperate need of flight, frozen in stone by magic.

Behind the fortress there is a large lake, dark green water can not be seen at the bottom, two or three small boats moored on the shore, with the tantalizing waves of water in the slight sway. On the opposite shore stood a row of tall, slender trees, their green branches dyed by the slanting sun in a dreamlike orange-pink color.

The servants who take care of this palace have already prepared rooms for them. Along the way, the corridors here are mostly open and airy, decorated bright and clean and not lack of nobility.

Ye Miao's room has an excellent view, out of the balcony can look out over the lake, but also has a round bath. On the wall shelf, there are various exquisite gilt glass bottles, all of which are made of essential oils condensed from flowers, which can be added to the water when bathing to eliminate fatigue. Open the lid and there is a refreshing aroma to the nose.

Ye Miao put the bottle back, while secretly exclaiming that the generations of Abilene king really know how to enjoy.

Since we are here, we can enjoy it, and we can activate our brains.

Ye Miao comfortably enjoyed an aromatherapy bath, even the toes were soaked pink and red. Margot wanted to massage her shoulders and back, but for fear that the marks on her body would be seen, Ye Miao shook her head and declined.

After the shower, she draped a loose silk robe, lying on the terrace bench blowing the wind, already a little drowsy.

Shana put the juice in her hand and said with a smile, "Your Highness, if the weather is clear tomorrow, you can still go boating. I heard that the royals who used to come here for vacation loved to fish on the lake, and those few small boats came from that."

Ye Miao opened his eyes and looked at the distant lake that Shana was pointing at, and did not deny it.

Reading a book while fishing in a small boat, and taking a nap when you're tired, sounded like a good way to spend time. However, since witnessing the frightening scene of the hydra burrowing out of the Mantella River, she is now a bit shadowed by the sight of these unfathomable waters, the water is still so green and blue.

A flat boat floating on the water, always feel that ...... something will stick out from the bottom of the water, dragging her with the boat into the abyss, it is better to stay on the shore at ease.

In terms of detecting danger, the sixth sense of man is always keen without reason. This is a gift engraved into the genes of primitive humans millions of years ago when they fought with wild animals in the jungle. Some places you vaguely feel that you can not go, after the fact can always prove the existence of danger.

At this time, Ye Miao, even though he felt a little uneasy, but still doing "do not actively provoke it can rest easy" dream, did not realize that the pure and clean soul of the attraction of the things that grow in the shadows.

If you don't ask for trouble, it will come to you automatically. They will greedily pursue the sweet scent of temptation, and wait intently for the moment when the barriers protecting her become weak - a moment that will, predictably, come soon.

A few days of comfort passed, and the marks on Ye Miao's body faded, turning invisible on her snow-white skin.

She rolled up her clothes and looked down to finish, and couldn't help but feel a little ashamed, but of course, more than anything else, a strong sense of unease.

The past few days have been quite peaceful, but who knows if it is a real peace, or she is just not nuisance for the time being.

The mark that had been accompanying her body suddenly disappeared, as if the barrier protecting her had disappeared with it.

Obviously the night before departure, she has hinted so obviously, the monster should understand that she is there to extend the protection period, how come the mark is still gone so quickly?

Therefore, this night, Ye Miao repeat the same trick, using the "nightmare" excuse to let Shana and Marg stay with her to sleep with the light.

In the night of the first missed appointment, she has learned that when those things are malicious to her, even if there is a living person lying next to her, she can not receive her cry for help. Even the candle would go out. But it is always a psychological comfort to have someone with you to strengthen your courage.

Two maids lay on either side of the big bed, Ye Miao was sandwiched between them, her heart was a lot more solid, hands on the quilt, in a haphazard thought fell into dreamland.

The world is silent, the midnight of the night.

The clock was ticking, pointing to 3:00 am. The amiable face of the Virgin painted by the ceiling flower was also hidden in the dark shadows of spirits and ghosts.

On the balcony, a hand soaked green, nails curved long and yellow, slowly hooked the stone railing, the transparent webbing between the fingers still hooked the water plants in the lake.

It is like a wet floating corpse, bulging around, as if a hard squeeze down, will sizzle out of the stinking water. The body is swollen to the extreme, but topped with a very small head, bare head stick a few strands of hair, two eyeballs out of the eye sockets, is ho-ho gasping for air. Anyone in a half-asleep half-awake see this thing, will certainly be scared heart stopping half a second.

The devil fears the light, and common sense says that nothing will dare to tumble into the brightly lit and guarded castle.

However, this does not include certain low-level demons. After smelling the rare and sweet scent, the appetite that was triggered was enough to invade their under-capacity brains. After crawling out of the lake, it was lucky to escape the patrol of the clerical knights and crawl to this place.

Just when it wanted to drag the back half of its body onto the balcony, as if it suddenly sensed something, the two eyeballs shook violently.

Immediately after, it seemed like it was suddenly stepped on, the water splash burst in mid-air, and the epidermis quickly dried up. However, all this seems to be isolated in a silent space, can only see its struggling movements and distorted face, but can not hear any ear-piercing howl.

Not long after, the edge of the balcony, only a piece of green-gray skin left. When the night wind blew, it was like ashes, completely escaped.

The surrounding area was calm again, and the thing that almost disturbed the girl's dream in the room just now, as if it had never appeared.

The silvery moonlight penetrated the clouds. Ye Miao grunted in her sleep and turned from lying on her side to lying on her back. And just above her, a faint black shadow slowly emerged.

This translucent black mist-like thing floated in the air. Normally it should be light-transmitting. However, the moonlight shone on it, but left an unmistakable shadow on the floor - a tall figure, trailing behind the bone wings, curved long and evil horns.

Ye Miao was filled with the thought that the poor and hateful monster that was caught in the ground could only move within that side of the world so far.

Never thought that from the day she fell into the dungeon, after the seal drawn with crow's blood was broken, Pandora's box opened a small gap.

Chains day by day loosening, the gap is getting bigger and bigger, the monster's freedom is getting wider and wider, deprived of the power of confinement is also gradually restored, He has long been able to turn out a wisp|body, clinging to her body.

Perhaps this is one of the prices to be paid by those who have unintentionally released the evil devil. No matter which corner they escape to, they will be found by Him and will never be able to escape Him or get rid of Him again.

After finishing the thing on the balcony, the black shadow was not hindered in any way, penetrating the upper body of the maid who was sleeping soundly next to him and "sitting" lightly on the edge of the bed.

Although from the body, can not tell which direction the head is looking, but from the shadow of the long angle to see, can be found, he is staring at the bed of the young girl still know nothing.

Never before had he seen someone like her, appearing from the sky in front of him, knowing that he was a monster with an abominable face, obviously too afraid to open her eyes at first, but now, she had begun to adapt to him, accepting him tenderly, smiling at him, making a tantrum, or softly pouting.

How could he be assured that she would be exposed beyond his sight and make any mistakes?

The dark shadow reached out a hand and pushed a strand of her hair back behind her ear.

The sleeping Ye Miao felt her cheeks tickle a little and faintly dodged, her sweet red lips opened a small slit.

The black shadow blew out the oil lamp and covered her body, and the tip of the illusionary tongue penetrated her lips, slowly and sensationally wrapped around her tongue and danced, greedily demanding another reward for protecting her.

Perhaps the reward is just an excuse, he just wants to make out with her and leave his mark on her body over and over again.

Ye Miao's brow furrowed slightly and moved restlessly. The hands that were flat on the bedding were suddenly moved in the air and pressed against the top of her head, sinking deep into the pillow.

The bed let out an ambiguous "creak" because of this action.

The stimulation brought by the meeting of lips and tongues finally made Ye Miao slightly turn awake. But she obviously thought she was dreaming. The familiar pleasure soaked through her senses like a tidal wave, making her let go of the time to think, grunting softly, and began to enjoy as a matter of course.

Of course, if at this time Margo and Shana suddenly woke up, and do not pay attention to the bizarre shadow, see, but her cheeks flushed, tongue moving on its own appearance. No wonder the evil demons are so emboldened.

When she woke up the next day, the quilt she was covered with had been mangled into a messy, crumpled mess. Margot and Shana are still awake.

Ye Miao sat up and gathered her clothes in a strange way.

She remembered that she had only unbuttoned two buttons to sleep, but now the buttons were even loose four or five. Could it be that she dreamed that she had unbuttoned it?

And, probably by mistake, the skin on her chest seemed to be faintly burning. The same as her lips, as if something had played with them wantonly.

Ye Miao blushed at this thought, cursing herself for thinking about something, lifted the covers and got out of bed, drinking a glass of water.

The oil lamp in the room went out by itself, but she slept very peacefully all night without any nuisance. It seems that this place is still quite safe, so we can let Shana and Margo go back to their rooms to sleep tonight.

Such a day soon reached the tenth day. Ye Miao slept until she woke up in the sun, she heard something unexpected - Fran Eaton sent an urgent report, the queen has moved early in the morning to rush back.

Before saying goodbye, the queen instructed the knight to tell Ye Miao that she did not need to mind and could stay here at the summer palace until the most difficult half of early summer had passed, and then return to Frametown with the second prince.

Ye Miao's heart immediately beat a retreat. Although this place is quite comfortable, but the thought of having to spend a few days alone with the horrible second prince, she was reluctant, and immediately told the knight that she was not in a position to disturb the second prince here to recuperate, or want to go back to Frametown.

So, the next day, Ye Miao also embarked on the road back to the city.

Today, the sky was not beautiful, when I left the castle in the morning, the weather was still very clear. At noon, the sky became darker and darker, and the drizzle evolved into a majestic rain in the evening.

The rain smashed a small hole in the dirt road. The unicorns were doused with eyes and slowed down a lot.

Margo opened the car door a small gap, sighed: "This rain is too much, how to pick when we are on the road? I don't even know if we'll make it back to Frametown tonight."

As expected, the knight outside came knocking on the door and said apologetically, "Your Highness, according to the current speed, it may take us until midnight to return to Frametown."

Ye Miao leaned on the wall of the carriage, listening to the sound of rain, her heart moved and suddenly said, "In that case, why don't we find a place to stay overnight."

The knight froze. The person in front of him is an important hostage princess of Abil, he is a little uneasy, hesitantly said: "But ......"

"I see this rain also has no intention of stopping, at this rate, the unicorns will not be able to eat. Can't you see they are running slower and slower?" Ye Miao pointed to the pair of unicorns in front of the car, whose fur had been thoroughly soaked, finally led to the main topic: "The day we left, didn't we rest in a small church? Why don't we go there to take shelter from the rain. Anyway, it is also on our way back, not really a detour, should be able to get there before dark."

Seeing that the knight was still hesitating, Ye Miao said sincerely again, "It's not necessary to spend the night. But at least do not rush when the rain is at its peak, so it is not half the effort? I also do not want to see everyone get sick."

From the time she heard the rumors of the "devil's son", she has always wanted to go back to the chapel to ask a clear question, but can not find an excuse, there has been a cat's claw in the heart scratching.

Today's rainstorm, the queen and the second prince is not in, nominally speaking, she is the highest status here, it is a good opportunity to go back to that church.

I didn't expect this princess to open and shut her mouth for their sake, the knight was very touched, and her considerations were justified, so he finally nodded and agreed: "Thank you, Your Highness, for your concern, let's do as you say."

Finally, at seven or eight o'clock in the evening, the group arrived at the chapel.

The old priest's granddaughter obviously didn't guess that they would return, so she welcomed them in. Except for Ye Miao, everyone else had been poured into the soup, after drying themselves, the rain outside more, thunder and lightning, it seems that tonight can not go.

At the back of the church, there is the room where the old priest and his grandchildren live. Ye Miao, as the most honored person, enjoyed the only guest room. The other knights made do in the hall.

The old priest's granddaughter personally brought her a pot of hot tea, Ye Miao smiled, took it in her hand, took a sip, and climbed into conversation with her, taking the opportunity to say that she was curious about the strange disease in the town back then and wanted to talk to the old priest.

Led by the old priest's granddaughter, Ye Miao crossed the cloister, in front of the confessional, and found the old priest who was cleaning with his grandson.

Hearing the footsteps, the pale priest turned his head. His granddaughter whispered in his ear the reason for Ye Miao's visit. The old priest was obviously a little surprised, but still respectfully asked Ye Miao to wait for him in the lounge.

The lounge was only a few square meters, with a wooden table, two rows of rough wooden stools, and a dim candle flame. Ye Miao waited for a moment before the door creaked open, and the old priest gently covered the door with his hand, pulled out the stool and sat in front of her, seemingly a bit puzzled: "I heard my granddaughter say that the townsman I took in that day disrespected you, Your Highness, and you spared him. My granddaughter then said something to you about that town ......"

"Good, since you already know the general situation, Father, I'll get straight to the point." Ye Miao stared at him closely: "After the man that day saw my black hair, he said that I was 'the son of the devil with black hair'. It is said that the town where he lived had a strange disease back then, I really care, what the devil's son refers to, and what happened to the town back then ...... I heard that you were the town's graveyard keeper back then, I would love for you to tell me everything you know."

"......" The old priest was silent for a moment, his thoughts sinking into the dust of the past: "That was more than a decade ago, and there are some details that I can no longer remember."

That town, although located on the outskirts of Franjton, strangely enough, few people had ever heard of it, and it was relatively closed inside. The old priest, who had not yet reached his dotage, worked as a graveyard keeper in a cemetery outside the town.

There is still a certain distance between the cemetery and the town, he usually lives in a small house next to the cemetery, and only returns to the town once every half month. I remember about fifteen years ago, the town built a magnificent house, moved into a strange mistress, and a group of maids.

Because they never socialized with others, the townspeople did not know the details of the family. Only two or three years later, there was a little rumor that the "mistress" of the house, in fact, is only the head of a maid. The real owner, a noble young master, is heard to be the illegitimate son of some big shot in Fram Eaton, sent here by the real parents to raise, allegedly very poor health, rarely out in the open.

Although that child is very mysterious, but the old priest actually met that child, and more than once.

The first time they met, the child had grown to be four or five years old.

When he passed by the house, he accidentally found a wheelchair sitting in the yard with a little boy out in the sun.

After all these years, the old priest still remembered fondly how beautiful that boy looked. Staring at a head of short dark curly hair, but his eyes were covered with a white cloth, it seemed that he was a blind man who could not see the light.

As rumored, his body seemed weak, his lips bloodless, his body thin and thin, his legs as slender as small sisal poles, hanging outside the wheelchair.

The courtyard was empty, and none of the attendants approached him at all.

The old priest felt then that this was not the reason for the lack of manpower, but ...... everyone seemed to be avoiding him, looking at him with a mixture of fear and disgust.

The blindfolded child sat dumbfounded in his wheelchair, with no one to talk to him, no one to read him stories, and no one to lovingly hug him and play with him.

After sitting there all afternoon, a maid came and pushed him back into the house. The door was then shut tightly.

Somehow, after returning that day, the old priest could not forget the thin figure of the boy. So, before going back to the cemetery at night, he subconsciously took the path past the house again and raised his head to look up.

Coincidentally, this time, but let him see the child once again during the day.

Inside the floor-to-ceiling window on the second floor, a thin shadow stood silently.

His hand was pressed against the glass window, originally just staring expressionlessly at the distant scenery. Noticing the old priest's gaze, the child lowered his eyes slightly and met his gaze.

The funny cloth over the eyes had long been removed, revealing a pair of intact eyes - so the child was not blind.

The scarlet pupils of the eyes that seemed to be soaked with blood, evil and beautiful, gorgeous flow of the gods seduced the soul.

This is with the daytime the silent to dull child, pressed to judge the two.

No, I should say ...... this is not at all a child's eyes should have.

It was simply - as if something, quietly blooming from that puppet body in the night, seized the mastery.

The old priest stood frozen in place and shivered slightly. The child, however, hooked his lips, lowered the curtain, and turned to go inside.

After that, the old priest went back to guard the tomb for less than six months before he heard that the child could not survive and finally died of illness.

During this period, his rumored parents did not appear, it seems that the child has long been banished to the periphery. All funeral rites were kept simple, and the child's coffin was buried in the cemetery he was guarding.

When the dust settled, the maids and servants who had cared for him were clearly relieved to be rid of a plague. They did not leave the town, after all, for four or five years, they had already made their own good fortune in the town, and all had started their families or married here.

The old priest kept the tomb day after day. One day, during a night patrol, he suddenly heard a strange sound coming from deep in the tomb.

Surprised and suspicious, he rushed over with his oil lamp and found the child's tomb broken open, spilling soil all over the place. Following the scattered footprints and traces, the old priest rolled and crawled after him, and saw several more broken graves.

Just inside the graves, under a blood moon, a small body with its back to him, sitting on the ground, arms moving slightly. From that direction, the sound of wolf swallowing and chewing rotting meat kept coming.

Witnessed this creepy and frightening scene, spare the old priest who has lived most of his life, but also on the spot scared three souls missing seven souls.

Hearing this, Ye Miao also feel bizarre, but she is still the first time to consider the possible direction, frowned: "Back from the dead? Is it possible that ...... that child was buried when it was simply not yet dead?"

After all, if he had turned into a monster at that time, he should not need to eat.

Even though many years have passed, but recalling that scene, the old priest still had palpitations and shook his head: "At that time that child had been buried in the earth for four or five days ...... without food or drink, so small coffin, and not much breathing air, even a healthy adult, it is impossible to live so long. Not to mention a sick and weak child? Where did he get so much strength to break open the lid of the coffin and come out?"

And so it was that on a starless night, the nominally dead child struggled back to life from the grave, dragging its not-yet-decayed, young body with him.

This sensational news soon spread through the town like wings. His maids had to come to the cemetery, white face will take the child back and continue to raise.

From that day on, strange things began to happen. People found that, somehow, the group that served the child had not been seen in front of people for a long time.

Bad news followed, the child's attendants and their families began to die one after another, and the cause of death varied, some were half-rotten before they were dead. Some of the corpses are shaped like bones, as if they were starved to death ......

As if blowing the trumpet of revenge, the lonely dead child, transformed into a gut-wrenching devil, returned to earth with full of rage, dragging the wailing people into the red lotus of hell.

The curse of the strange disease has frightened the people of this town, and everyone is afraid of catching it themselves. In order to stop its ravages, those who died had to be cremated.

In the midst of everyone's fear, the child at the center of the storm was surprisingly calm, even as others cried in fear, he was able to unblinkingly admire the burning fire and the bodies curling in the flames.

When the people around him had disappeared, what happened here finally alerted his rumored noble parents, so that they could no longer ignore him.

One day, a magnificent carriage came to town in a low profile, picked him up and drove slowly towards the distant Franjton.

This is the last memory the old priest has of the boy.

Listen to the whole part, forgiveness has long been mentally prepared, Ye Miao still can not say anything for a long time.

The noble carriage, hordes of attendants, "big shot" children, parents never appeared, fifteen years ago to ten years ago, lived in the town ...... did not run, that child, must be the son of the late king, but also - the predecessor of the monster. -the predecessor of the monster.

The old priest only stood at a far side angle to state, but did not prevent Ye Miao in the heart of the picture of the story scroll.

The little prince who brought a curse to his parents and attendants when he was born was sent by the queen to live in a small town. Everyone feared him, ignored him, and alienated him. After five short years, never received love and care, he died of depression and illness.

The section of the grave, Ye Miao can not figure out whether it is really back from the dead, or not dead at all. Anyway, it can be inferred that after he came out, the people around him died one by one, and he absolutely can not be unconnected.

In the end, what happened here alarmed the queen who was far away in Flan Eaton, so that she had to send someone to take the child back.

What happened after that?

The coffin in the temple implies that the young prince died in the year he was taken back to the palace.

When exactly did he become a monster? Was he suppressed by the Queen with dark magic after he went back? After the death of the physical body, the devil that was lodged in the body still lingers in the world, and so far, is still trapped under the royal palace ......

Ye Miao drops his eyes.

After knowing this part of the inside story, the pleasure of having your curiosity satisfied only lasted for a moment, and soon, it was invaded by the suppressed and heavy complex feelings.

Moreover, there is a strange detail that had not thought of before, suddenly jumped on her mind.

According to common sense, humans can only give birth to humans. The blonde-haired, blue-eyed couple of the previous king gave birth to a black-haired, red-eyed, devilish monster prince, which is not an accident, I'm afraid.

Inside - there must be an inside story.

Accidental descent of the devil, black hair and red eyes, beautiful face, if still alive should be 15 or 16 years old ......

Ye Miao realized something, an incredible chill rose steeply at the back.

The same set of these characteristics is very rare, but she knew one by chance.

Berial.

He had the same features as the little prince described by the old priest-exactly the same.