Whispering Poems

Whispering Poems Chapter 359

2021-09-27

Chapter 358 Fears Before Death He stepped down to indicate that Shade looked towards the side:

"We are here."

12 Hangleton Garden Street was the original residence of the Freeman family, and now the family has moved out Here, the priest who visited them, by virtue of his strong personality, actually borrowed the key to this house whose buyer has not yet been found.

The family appears to have left in a hurry, and the moving rubbish is scattered in the unattended garden where weeds are growing. But they haven't moved out for too long, so the place looks just a little messier.

The priest took a bunch of keys and opened the iron lock wrapped around the fence. After walking a dozen steps along the path to the door, neither Shade nor Augustus priest felt any strangeness.

"From the information we have received so far, no one in the family has suffered an accident except for Mr. Freeman. Mr. Freeman's death also went through a very long cycle, so I think The danger here will not be particularly great."

The priest held the key and said to Shade who was looking at the garden:

"But don't let your guard down, whether it is Evil Spirit or relic, It has the ability to kill us directly, so you must be cautious for a while."

"I understand, priority."

The old man nodded, lowered his head and closed his eyes and prayed to [Mr. Dawn] in a low voice One sentence, and then holding the holy emblem hanging on his chest, confirming that this dive technique item with exorcism ability is no problem, and then using the largest one in the keychain to open the door of the house.

I didn't smell any strange smell after entering the door, but because the house was closed for a period of time, after the door was suddenly opened, the fine dust floating in the air could be seen in the sunlight.

Shade closed the door, reached for the wall, and turned on the gas light in the hallway.

Augus priest held his holy emblem at this time, turning around at an even speed, mutter incantations in his mouth. So Shade also used Mystic Art [Echoes of the Past] and [Echoes of Blood] to check the surrounding situation. The former only allowed him to hear the voices of the neighbors passing the street outside, while the latter could not see too obvious bloodstains.

"Probably not Evil Spirit, but there must be something evil in here."

Old priest frowned:

"If it's really a relic , then we might be in trouble. So, I'll take you first to see where Mr. Freeman died, after falling through the attic trapdoor and rolling down the stairs connecting the third and second floors , and unfortunately broke his neck."

Even though it's daytime, it looks safe here, and the two have no intention of moving separately and searching separately. This kind of dangerous place is the safest to walk together. .

The interior of the house has been almost evacuated. A few sundries scattered on the floor, as well as the dust traces of the picture frames placed on the walls all the year round, can show that this place was originally a warm home.

The process of going upstairs did not encounter any trouble. At the corner of the stairs going up on the second floor, Shade's eyes finally saw the clear scarlet light. There were bloodstains on the ground, probably from where Mr. Freeman had been hit when he fell to the ground.

The old priest squatted down, and the life ring behind him revealed a corner. After the spirit rune emitted aura, the priest touched the floor with his hands with gray rays of light, while Shade maintained the spell. use, look up.

It is very strange that the clear blood stains not only remained on the landing at the corner of the stairs, but also existed on the stairs, but also spread all the way down from higher places. Although the amount is not large, it also shows that Mr. Freeman was injured before he rolled down the stairs.

“Was it hurt when I fell from the attic to the third floor, or was it just in the attic?”

Shade speculated in his heart, and Augustus priest also stood up at this time:

"I felt the fear of the soul, he had a great fear before he died. Not the fear of death, and that feeling was completely different."

"Mr. Freeman's How do you deal with the corpse?"

Shade asked, if there is a corpse, he can actually use [Soul Echo] directly.

"According to the wishes of the family, after cremation is buried in the public cemetery in Tobesque."

The priest said, looking up with Shade. In fact, even if it is not cremation, according to the current weather, I am afraid that the body is not enough to support Shade's channeling.

"We kept going up and I saw some blood."

Shade suggested.

So I came to the third floor, and the blood stains really extended from the trapdoor leading to the attic. Shade found the small mechanism to activate the trapdoor from the window. With the sound of gears turning inside the wall, a square hole appeared in the ceiling, and an iron ladder was lowered.

The two still couldn't feel any trace of the elements, so Shade walked in front, priest followed, and climbed into the attic together.

The attic was also evacuated, leaving only a few cardboard boxes against the walls. The bloodstain appeared from the right side of the attic, but the place is so clean now that it is useless to see the bloodstain.

"Actually, I had doubts."

As Shade squatted down to examine the cardboard boxes, Augustus priest suddenly said:
"I had doubts, all this In fact, it was the Mrs. Freeman who was doing the trick. She made some noises at home to intimidate Mr. Freeman, and then used medicine to affect Mr. Freeman's spirit. Finally, avoiding everyone, put him in the attic. Mr. Liman pushed it down, creating the illusion of an accidental death."

This kind of speculation is a bit too terrifying, rather like the plot of a palace political novel, Shade turned his head unexpectedly and looked towards priest:

"Do you have any evidence?"

"No, just guessing based on the darkest side of people's hearts, you can take me as a kind of probability."

But the probability does exist because they really haven't found anything suspicious in the house.

In the box in the corner of the attic are paintings by the dead Mr. Freeman. It is also impossible for the artist to sell every single painting, not to mention the practice sketches that are not worth much to the little painter.

The drawings in the box are considered to be Mr. Freeman's relics, but they are not taken away by Mrs. Freeman for some reason.

The painting itself is an ordinary item, and the specific painting time is written on the back of each painting. The earliest of them was half a year ago, and the most recent was completed in the last week or two, around the time Mr Freeman claimed there was something wrong with the family.

In this world, the artist's profession is not as dangerous as a folklorist, but it is also more dangerous than an ignorant ordinary person. Spiritual problems will greatly affect the artist's creative style. Mr. Freeman originally tended to use strong colors to describe the scenery under the sun, but in the recent three oil paintings, almost all of them are drawings in cool tones, and in the pictures. There is something weird.

“priest, look at this.”

Shade points to one of the paintings, which was made a week before Mr. Freeman's death. The picture is the garden of Freeman's family, and he paints his house from an upward angle. He almost painted his house into a haunted house, and at the window on the second floor, a very vague person was clearly standing.

"Is this something strange he saw, or is it a family member who happened to be at the window?"

The priest was also very puzzled.

In another painting before Mr. Freeman's death, he painted the living room of his home. At that time, there were already wood carving utensils in the picture, and there were also small wood carvings given to him by the priest Augustus Priest. It seemed that Mr. Freeman wanted to carve with reference.

“So, why was he so fascinated by woodcarving?”

In the oil paintings of Mr. Freeman two weeks before his death, there were some wooden boxes stacked in the corners. During this period, his mental problems were not serious, and the colors and composition methods used were relatively normal.

Shade looked at the 3rd oil painting and asked Augustus priest:

"priest, look at these boxes, are they the wooden boxes used by the Kingdom Post Office?"

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No one has ever sent Shade anything other than letters, so Shade doesn't know much about it. But Augustus first knew it:
"Yes, it's the post office box. You see, he even drew the metal corners that prevent the wooden box from falling apart in transit. This black Fixed angle, which means these are valuable items. The red label on it means it was shipped from Carson Rick."

"Mr. Freeman, has it been in contact with anything strange in the last two weeks? Stuff?"

Shade made a guess, then pointed to the contents of the painting:

"Like these things sent from far away."

Augustus priority frowned:
"There is a possibility. When I go to return the keys, we can ask them together. However, whether there are any other questions in this house, we still need to search carefully."

In this way, the time came to eleven o'clock in the morning, and it was still foggy outside. Shade and August first finished their final search of the garden, left the garden and locked the fence, intending to return the keys to Mrs Freeman by car.

The whole house was the same. Shade touched almost every inch of the wall with his hands, but he could never feel the traces of the elements and spirits. Even the priest suggested finding the corners of the garden to prevent something from being buried in the ground, but they were overthinking it.

It was a little frustrating for both of them to waste two hours and get nothing. But after all, I came out to try one's luck for 15 credits, and no gain was expected in advance.

So they ate lunch together at a restaurant in the neighborhood, talking about the truth about the painter's death and joking that Dorothy could be inspired. After dinner, the two took the carriage to the apartment where Mrs. Freeman and the children were temporarily renting.

The apartment is also in Tobesque East, a 20-minute walk to the destination. This is a normal street in the city with shops and apartments for rent. At noon on Thursday, it was very lively with people coming and going, and it was only three blocks away from Dr. Schneider's psychological clinic.

(end of this chapter)