Chapter 263: Be honest and open (modified)

Chapter 261: Openness and Openness (Revised)

"Now, it's time to leave." Clark turned around and drifted away from the terrace.

Allen saw that as she passed through, a square door appeared in the room. He quickly followed, groping for the invisible wall.

On the other side of the door, Allen found a staircase and went down the stairs. Allen came to the hidden bushes in the courtyard of the manor-he touched the place where he came back and found that this phantom was actually one-way. , Only go out.

Walking out of the bushes, Allen looked up into the air, and the sunlight shot straight into the terrace on the second floor, completely invisible. It also passed through an invisible chamber.

Allen paid more attention to the book he just got.

"Allen!" The familiar voice came from father Owen Harris.

Alan looked over and found that Aunt Josephine was standing next to his father, looking at him with a complex look-there seemed to be lightness and guilt ...

"Allen, are you okay. What about the Duke of the Night? How is it?" Aunt Josephine walked quickly, and the velvet flowers on her hat trembled slightly in the cold wind with her hurried pace, " I can't feel its existence ... "

"Yes, the Duke of the Night is dead and will never appear again." Allen nodded in confirmation.

The dazzling afternoon sun prevented Alan from seeing Aunt Josephine's expression, and he could not help narrowing his eyes.

"Aunt Josephine, are you a vampire?" Allen dismantled her aunt's identity in front of her father-although in theory she would no longer be under the control of the upper vampire, he couldn't help but clutching his wand in secret With.

Owen opened his mouth in amazement, his eyes fixed on Aunt Josephine.

"Josephine?" He shouted, "Josephine, is Allen true?"

Aunt Josephine turned around in a moment of stunned god, nodded tremblingly, and the identity of the undead creature was revealed. She dared not look at the expressions of other people-a deep sorrow rose in her heart, this sorrow was heavy Extremely, she may have to lose this brother.

"Please forgive my concealment." Her eyes were stained with a gray color, and her voice trembled faintly. "I was also controlled--when I was married at that time, I never thought of what I would encounter--"

After years of concealment, Aunt Josephine couldn't hold herself, sobbing mournfully, speechless.

"Oh, Josephine!" Mr. Harris rushed forward, arms around Aunt Josephine tightly, he hugged her for a long time, "I'm really an incompetent brother, I actually did not Found your anomaly, so many years-so many years-"

Owen's lips trembled violently, and remorse and self-blame swallowed his heart.

Aunt Josephine raised her head in surprise, but with a crying expression, she couldn't shed any tears because of her vampire status.

"You're so stupid, why don't you tell us? Do we despise your identity?" Owen complained bitterly to his sister.

"I can't say that if Ellen didn't destroy the Duke of the Night, I wouldn't be able to reveal anything. His thoughts were enough to make me die." Seeing his brother's words and deeds, Aunt Josephine seemed to have taken a sedative, gradually The ground calmed down.

"That note, Clark's note, did you deliberately put it on the shelf in Daisy's room?" Allen asked suddenly.

"Yes, I originally wanted Daisy or Albert to discover it, but I didn't expect it to be you." Aunt Josephine looked down at Alan with a sigh of relief: "Nephew, you are far better than me What I learned is much better. "

And Owen is confused now, he has too many questions.

"It's not a good idea to narrate in the cold wind. Dad and Aunt Josephine, it's better to go to the room to talk." Although Allen knew that everyone's performance was entirely out of true feelings, he still felt that three The individual stood in the cold wind like this, shouting and crying with excitement, a little silly.

"Come with me, we can go to the study and talk." Aunt Josephine walked indoors first.

The three walked through the grand hall and walked directly to the stairs facing the gate at the end, and then went up to the second floor.

Aunt Josephine took them straight to the west end of the second floor corridor, and a flashing gate appeared in front of them. The hand of the vampire witch had just grasped the brass door handle, and suddenly a large blood shed from the top of the door. , The three people in front of the door were dyed red instantly.

Owen was shocked, and just wanted to take a closer look, the blood had disappeared without a trace.

"Clark, you're naughty again." Aunt Josephine looked calmly at Clark who appeared suddenly, with a hint of spoiltness in his helpless expression.

Allen stood aside, crying and laughing, but the female ghost's emotions recovered really fast.

Owen looked at the female ghost who appeared suddenly in shock, and only then recognized the identity of the female ghost after being frightened.

"I saw it on the second floor. You just cried and laughed. I just wanted to adjust the atmosphere to ease your emotions. Am I doing something wrong?" Clark was at a loss at this time, in her memory, In addition to her parents, Josephine is the best person for her.

"No, you did a great job." Aunt Josephine smiled lovingly at her. Although Josephine was a vampire, it was for this reason that in the years before her identity had to be hidden, she would be the only one The little ghosts who talked to each other secretly had deep feelings-in fact, Josephine, who was already infertile, had regarded the other party as his own child to some extent.

Clark smiled shyly, turned around, and disappeared without a trace.

They finally managed to enter the study room smoothly, and Allen looked at the surroundings quietly.

This is undoubtedly a comfortable study room, not only has a library-like bookshelf, but also has a tea table and seats on the north side for people to read here, and various books are piled together and some are placed diagonally On the bookcase, some are simply piled on the ground.

The books here are mainly books related to magical creatures and architecture and some literary works, although they are scattered but clean and tidy.

Allen guessed ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ this may be where Aunt Josephine passed the time.

The floor was covered with faded but very clean carpets, and sofas were placed against the wall.

"Josephine, Allen, what the **** is going on?" The three of them just sat on the sofa, and Irving could not wait to ask.

Allen told his father what he had discovered and experienced after entering the manor. He was clever and clear in logic. Soon, Mr. Harris understood what happened.

"Anyway, Alan, you guys are too reckless! Why don't you wait for us to come back?" Irving was proud of Alan and Daisy's bravery and excellence, but at the same time, they were also angry and angry with these children Take risks without permission.

"Because I guessed that Aunt Josephine might be controlled by the Duke of the Night, I can't wait for you to come back to take action in order to prevent my family from hitting my family." Allen blinked, his expression innocent, "And, I just got it With the ancient magic of dealing with these undead creatures, I am completely sure to deal with them-in fact it is exactly the same. "

(End of this chapter)