The Whispering Verses Chapter 1327: Demon Curse

Chapter 1327 Demonic Curse

"Oh, you actually beat him?"

The old curator was not curious about the strange profession of "demonologist". Instead, he was greatly surprised by what Shade said:

"This is impossible. Can Stone Oxenfurt lose?"

"But I really won, so I got into a lot of trouble later, until I came here to ask for help. Mrs. Haysenfurt didn't want to say more to me, but it seems that you You seem to know something?"

Mr. Fernandez swallowed and turned to look at the Holy Emblem of the Righteous God [Old Man with the Lamp] again, as if it could give him strength.

Of course, this can really give him power. After all, this righteous **** really exists and is affecting the material world all the time. Even if you talk about demons under the holy symbol, you don't have to worry about being noticed by the other party.

"Young man, would you like to hear me tell my story?"

He asked suddenly.

"Of course."

Xia De nodded immediately. He came today just to listen to the story.

"That was not that long ago. It was probably two years ago, in the winter of 1851. At that time, Stone Oxenfurt and Hai? Oxenfurt had just gotten married, and I was like this at the time. The curator of an exhibition hall."

The two got married two years ago, but this is the first time that Shade knows the specific wedding time.

“I can’t forget what I did at that time, and I always hope that I can turn back time and let the me now stop me at that time. Through inquiries from acquaintances, I learned that Stone Oxenfurt had a statue in his collection. A very precious antique stone sculpture. It is a full-length statue that was unsealed from the stone by a famous sculptor from the Randall Valley about 200 years ago."

The old curator looked sad, and Shade understood what he had done:

"You visited Oxenfurt Manor?"

"Yes, I wrote to Oxenfurt, hoping to purchase the statue, but he ignored my letter. I think it was because I was not sincere enough. Although Oxenfurt's business at that time was not as good as it is now , but he can be regarded as a well-known big businessman in the Randall Valley, so I brought gifts and made an appointment to visit in advance. In a snowy weather similar to today, I took a carriage to the old house of Oxenfurt, which was really remote. ."

Shad imagined the scene two years ago when the carriage pulled the old man in front of him through the snowflakes to the gate of Oxenfurt Manor:

"What happened next?"

Fear spread across the old man's face again. He closed his eyes and prayed again, and then he had the courage to tell the story:

"I met Oxenfurt and his so-called friends at the manor. Oh, God, I thought I had arrived at the robber's den. They laughed and surrounded me, letting me arrive The reception room on the second floor. Oxenfurt was sitting in the reception room at that time, with a bottle of wine in his hand. Although he was not drunk, he was certainly not particularly sober. I knew that I probably picked the wrong day. I'm in a bad mood."

The old man talks about a day he will never forget:

"Although I also felt that something was wrong, now that I have arrived, I still expressed my request to acquire the statue. But Stone Oxenfurt ignored me and leaned on the sofa He stood up, holding a wine bottle, spreading his legs, and cursing in a low voice, as if he didn't care about me at all."

"What did he curse?"

"I only wish I had been deaf, but I've always had good hearing." He muttered a few words in Archaic, and then began to curse the devil. He used a very vulgar Randall Valley slang. , and some sailor’s vocabulary.”

Shad knew that Oxenfurt had been a sailor before.

"Civilized people would not use that kind of statement. He did not look like a businessman, but like a robber who had robbed someone on the road. Although I was still thinking about the statue at the time, I also knew that if I continued to stay there, I would be afraid that my There are also security issues, so I just want to leave."

Mr. Fernandez, the old curator, trembled violently.

"He won't let you go?"

"He clutched the wine bottle, took my hand, and took me to his sculpture-carving workshop on the second floor, where I also saw the sculpture I wanted."

Xia De also went to that workshop.

"His own work was placed in the center of the room. He asked me to evaluate his work, and then in front of me, he smashed the sculpture of a slender woman with only the eyes missing. I can't describe it in words. What happened next, after the statue was smashed, the whole house seemed to shake. At first I thought it was an earthquake, but then I felt a huge dizziness, and a terrifying, unusable human appeared in front of me. Visions described by the senses. Oh, those visions still appear in my nightmares. I saw many dead people wailing and heard screams that seemed to come from the world of the dead."

The old man covered his forehead, as if he was dizzy. Shade then gave him a glass vial filled with a clear, colorless liquid. After Mr. Fernandez drank it, he immediately felt much better.

That is Holy Water No. 4 after all.

"Look, I still have some skills as a demonologist, otherwise I wouldn't have found this place."

Xia De said with a smile, and the old man was able to continue his story:

"The discomfort, the soul-crushing agony, almost made me beg Oxenfurt to smash my head with the same hammer that smashed the statue. But he just laughed, and I I saw more and more strange sights, including black stone roses, color blocks without any logic, and twisted and dancing transparent human figures."

He clutched the empty bottle, his knuckles turned white:

"If you hadn't appeared today, I would never have told anyone about this in my life. I gradually collapsed, yes, I remember it very clearly, and I moved towards a complete collapse. If it hadn't been for folklore when I was young A scholar who has seen some terrible things and vaguely understands that the world is not as simple as most people think, I’m afraid you won’t be able to see me today.”

Shad showed an expression of admiration. In this situation, Mr. Fernandez two years ago could still maintain his sanity, which is enough to show how tenacious his will is.

"I tried hard to escape from the house, but Oxenfurt stopped me, thrust the carving knife into my hand, smiled and asked me to kill him with the knife. Although I I still maintain my sanity, but I can no longer understand what is happening in front of me."

"Did you really stab him?"

Xia De asked curiously, and the old man trembled and shook his head:

"No, I used to be a scholar, and now I am the curator of the Statue Hall. Neither of these identities allow my hands to be stained with blood. I threw away the carving knife, hugged my head and huddled against the wall and wailed. Oxenfurt was angry."

The old man took a breath and turned pale:

"But fortunately his wife appeared at this time. She stopped Stone Oxenfurt and asked me to leave quickly. I can't remember clearly how I escaped from the manor in embarrassment. Back to the city After I came here, I fell seriously ill and stayed in bed for a long time. It was not until the end of the spring of 1852 that I could barely get out of bed and walk around normally."

"During this period, Oxenfurt didn't come to see you?"

"No."

"So you didn't go to the local church to seek help? You should also know how unusual what you encountered is, right?"

Mr. Fernandez shook his head again:

"I was so sick that I couldn't even speak for the first few weeks. Then I regained my mobility. I'm sorry, I don't mean to be vulnerable, but I was afraid to go to church. I've seen It was the most terrifying thing, the most incomprehensible scene I had ever seen. I just want to forget it, completely forget it, and no longer have anything to do with him."

"But it looks like you didn't succeed."

"Yes, in the summer of 1852, driven by curiosity, I wanted to investigate the ancient words that Oxenfurt said when he first scolded the devil. I was really dizzy at the time, and I knew everything. If I didn't do it, I would treat it as a nightmare, and it wouldn't be like this now. I really found out something. Yes, I couldn't believe it myself. I actually got it with just a few pronunciations. It was at that time that I was visited by someone who discovered the terrifying truth."

"Osenfurt?"

"Yes, but also no."

Shade raised his eyebrows suspiciously, and little Mia stood on Shade's shoulder and looked around. Because of the existence of this cat, the "horror stories" told by Mr. Fernandez are not scary at all. This cat has a magical ability, and Shade feels very comfortable every time he sees it.

"The thing that visited me that rainy summer evening, holding a black umbrella, did look like Stone Oxenfurt, but I knew it certainly didn't. It looked like Stone Oxenfurt. The appearance is exactly the same. The skin is probably slightly darker, and the eyes are completely black, without the whites of the eyes."

The old curator lowered his head to pray again, and Shade waited patiently.

"He took away all my research materials and praised me as a very talented person, but I knew too much and I shouldn't get involved in his research. He didn't kill me, but he treated me A curse was imposed."

"What curse?"

"I must be watched by four different stone statues at the same time, all the time. If this condition is not met, my lifespan will pass four times faster."

The old man said softly:

"This is not a joke. Look at my old appearance. On the one hand, it is because of the serious illness, on the other hand, it is because of being tortured by nightmares, but more importantly, it is because of this curse. It did not kill me directly, but it did The remaining value of my life has been reduced. I cannot leave this statue exhibition hall. I am imprisoned here by the sculptures. I think I may not survive the next winter."

He coughed a few times, and Shade blinked in surprise. When he shook hands with the old curator just now, he felt a strong curse on the other person. He didn't expect it to be in this form.