Another wonderful morning.

Zhong Shenxiu was wearing pajamas, sitting on an easy chair, leisurely reading newspapers through the winter sunshine.

From some secret corners, he saw the news that the 'Earl' announced the suspension of the party.

This is normal!

After all, reading the newspaper headlines, you can tell that the kingdom was indeed very angry this time.

It is said that even the flea nests had many sheriffs, carrying out repeated sweeps, and many unlucky extraordinary people were arrested for interrogation because of some subtle crimes.

Even several secret parties were destroyed in succession!

This made many rats in the gutters panic.

It is understandable that the 'europe' chose to suspend the party.

"Master, there is a letter from Miss Anna."

At this time, John bowed humbly and handed a pink letter to Zhong Shenxiu.

In his opinion, this was obviously a love letter, which was probably full of longing.

When the owner reads such a ** letter, he obviously doesn't like someone watching.

"You go down."

Sure enough, not long after, Mr. Li Wei's soft voice came to his ears.

"yes."

John pressed his hand on his chest and slowly stepped back, preparing to go to his room to pray to the Lord of Godshow.

‘Well… Judging from his breathing sound, the Source breathing method has already begun.’

Zhong Shenxiu nodded secretly, picked up a silver knife, opened the envelope, and took out the pink letterhead.

The secret words were written on it, which seemed to be filled with the admiration and love of a girl.

But Zhong Shenxiu just curled his lips and took out a special bottle from his arms and poured the liquid inside onto the letter paper.

A layer of blurred and the letter suddenly floated up, and Zhu Qingliu's sweet voice came out: "Thanks to Mr. Li Wei for his help, we have completed the task. When we were tracking the shroud, we also caught a clue. It is said that it once wrapped up the body of an old god, which is an extremely dangerous curse. It was found in the north of the kingdom, causing the death of all residents of a small town... It has been successfully sealed recently and is ready to be transported back to the capital. The specific information is..."

After saying that, the letter quickly burned itself and turned into ashes.

There was originally a Taoist Dharma attached to it, and only when Li Wei's breath could he make a sound.

Moreover, it is only one-time, burned after use, leaving no trace left.

"The shroud of the old god is indeed a very powerful curse..."

Zhong Shenxiu gently tapped on the easy chair with his right hand, and became more and more interested in it.

Thinking of this, he stood up, came to the desk, quickly wrote a letter, and handed it to Melmond, who was lying beside him: "Take the flea nest, the address I mentioned last time... and then, secretly find who it was handed over to in the end!"

Zhong Shenxiu was talking about the mailing address left by the count.

The other party did not know that the trader was Mr. Li Wei last time, but he left his contact information.

Zhong Shenxiu is preparing to give him the scattered clues he obtained this time to see if he can combine them and get enough information.

After all, behind this count, there should be a high-ranking person who does not belong to the kingdom.

Otherwise, there would be no idea to beat the old god's shroud.

The Count wanted to pull Zhong Shenxiu into the water, but he didn't know that Zhong Shenxiu also wanted him to play the forward.

As long as the water in the royal capital is muddy, there will always be a chance to take action!

"Wang!"

Melmond bit the letter, shook his tail, penetrated into the void, and disappeared.

...

Flea nest.

Behind the narrow iron gate of a dark alley.

The janitor was yawning boredly.

After all, there are orders above that he will no longer hold parties, so he just needs to refuse everyone who comes to the door.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that the surrounding environment was not right and the temperature seemed to drop a lot.

The darkness around him became surging and evil, and there seemed to be countless monsters hidden in it. His strange eyes opened and he stared at him without blinking.

‘What’s going on with this…?’

A drop of cold sweat oozed out of the gatekeeper's forehead, feeling that he might die inexplicably like the protagonists in many horror legends.

The next moment, all the eyes were closed and the surroundings returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.

As soon as the janitor breathed a sigh of relief, he saw a light letter falling from the sky and smacking in front of him.

This made him feel strongly frightened and collapsed on the ground. After a long time, he dared to pluck up his courage, stretched out his trembling palm and pinched the envelope.

The snow-white cover reads 'Collection of the Earl'!

"It's a letter to the adults!"

He gritted his teeth, held the letter, and stumbled to find the adult.

After all, if you are cursed or something, there are those big figures behind you that can be relieved!

...

The gatekeeper was obviously disappointed.

The Count was not the lieutenant stationed in the flea nest. The extraordinary man also changed his expression after listening to the janitor's story. Then he took the letter and did not open it, but handed it over.

In the evening, in Queens, there is a luxurious manor.

The 'Earl' came to the study and looked at the letters on the desk, with a smile on his face: "Is it the Medici's side? He has news to me? I knew... no one could refuse the temptation to quickly increase his strength..."

As for the terrifying news that came to the letter, he did not agree with it.

After all, an ancient aristocratic family with glory on their ancestors has a considerable foundation even if they are ruined.

A powerful contracted spiritual creature passed down is not an incredible thing.

The strength of the collaborators is also a good thing!

He looked at the envelopes that had been inspected carefully, pulled out the letter paper, and his expression gradually became surprised: "These clues...a puzzle again, very good... I can probably guess what way and when it will arrive in the capital."

A curse that is too terrible has various strong negative effects.

For example, you cannot be carried close to your body, and may even kill living creatures within a certain range!

One of the characteristics of the shroud being discovered is that it rejects the spiritual world and the void, resulting in the inability to teleport, and can only be achieved through ordinary transportation!

"Next...I need a plan to ambush that convoy."

The Count thought quickly, calculating the power in his hands, and wanted to take advantage of the loopholes in the kingdom's defense to accomplish this.

Suddenly, he was stunned and thought of something.

‘I don’t know the real name and address of that descendant. How should I contact him?’

‘Or…will he take the initiative to visit me recently?’

‘He sold a pretty valuable piece of intelligence without asking for the slightest reward, which is unreasonable!’
Chapter completed!