Chapter 263 Yellow Monk: We have been waiting for you

Chapter 263 Yellow Monk: We have been waiting for you

The muddy road is flanked by plains. Various cash crops are planted on the fertile land. According to soil and rain conditions, it is subdivided into cotton plantations, sugar cane plantations, vineyards, flower plantations, and patches of land. oak forest.

The barren land was overrun by weeds. Crows returning from foraging for food appeared in groups and landed on old trees that had not known how many years they had lived.

At the end of the road, there are small towns. Two large waterwheels stand at the entrance of the town. The streams that divert water for irrigation push the waterwheels to rotate slowly.

The lazy sunlight shines on the farmers who are cultivating farmland on both sides, and the cattle grazing in groups come back eating green grass.

Entering the town, the road is still a dirt road, but it has been flattened, and there will be no obvious dust when the carriage passes by.

The items sold on both sides of the road are common fruits, melons and vegetables, as well as some self-made clothes, or dismembered prey that has just been returned from hunting.

Most of the houses are two stories high. The ground floor is usually made of stone. There are wooden houses, some mud houses, and some tile houses bought at a high price.

The center of the town is the most prosperous area. There is a large square where residents can rest and chat daily. There are beer houses, flower shops, and tailor shops nearby.

All the way through the town, there is another deserted dirt road, but a row of fences are erected on both sides, as if to block something.

Following this road to the end, there is a castle, hidden alone among the trees.

This castle has a history of nearly two hundred years. After several generations of Campbell family repairs, it is now made entirely of black stone. The architectural style maintains the ancient flavor, and there is also a castle in the back. A tall tower.

It is said that there was an heir to the Campbell family who believed in the existence of magical magicians in the world and decided to build a high tower to attract magicians to stay.

It's a pity that he didn't seem to find the magician he was longing for, leaving only this tower that has been passed down to this day.

The sound of the carriage broke through the silence of the woods, and the birds in the forest flew away in fright. From the tower in the distance, a black flock of crows flew out.

About two hundred meters near the castle, the dirt road has been replaced by a flat stone road. The surrounding weeds gradually disappeared and were replaced by clusters of carefully maintained flowers and vegetation.

When the carriage stopped at the gate of the castle, many people had gathered here.

There was a maid sweeping the floor, a gardener armed with shears, a coachman leading the horse, and even the cook appeared with a large butcher's knife.

In front of them was a relatively familiar figure, Caius.

As expected, he was waiting for him here in advance, which showed that the monks in yellow clothes hiding in the dark knew his general whereabouts.

Maybe they were the ones who secretly targeted Ince Zangwill last time.

Did they deliberately let themselves get 008?

Hastur did not think too much and stepped out of the carriage under the gaze of many people.

"Earl Hastur Campbell, the true owner of this castle."

Caius made a brief introduction to the gathered people, which shows that he has a certain prestige here.

Hastur noticed that the eyes of those people were filled with curiosity and excitement, and some even wanted to step forward and stretch out their hands to confirm whether they were alive.

A little weird.

"Don't worry, Lord Campbell. None of them have any malicious intentions. They just want to see the real owner of this castle with their own eyes." Caius had a smile on his face.

Hastur's eyes narrowed, and a dangerous aura flashed all over his body, "Are they all ordinary people guarding this castle?"

Caius replied respectfully: "They are indeed guarding the castle for you."

"You look familiar with them?"

"Some of them are quite familiar, and some of them are just acquaintances."

"We just met? Are they all recently recruited?"

"Yes, we wanted to give you a surprise when you arrived in South Wales."

"us?"

"Yes, is us."

Caius lowered his head slightly, his attitude more respectful than before.

The maids, gardeners, coachmen, and chefs on the side also bowed slightly and saluted.

"Is it just these few people?"

"There are also housekeepers in the castle who are responsible for maintaining the daily operations of the castle, and Mrs. Lisa who is in charge of all financial expenses. There are two more who have gone out to work."

"The number of people is really small."

"Not everyone can come. We all decide who comes through a fair drawing of lots."

Hastur remained silent and did not speak, but looked at the castle with a more complicated look.

He actually came to the lair of the monk in yellow!

They have been waiting for them here for a long time, so they have not been very anxious all the time, because they are sure that they will set foot here one day, and they just need to wait here quietly.

"The surprise we have prepared is inside the castle. Do you want to go in and take a look now?"

After Caius finished speaking, he placed his left hand on his waist and stretched out his right hand gracefully in a gesture of invitation. The other four people divided into two rows to get out of the way.

"Meow!"

Azshara moved uneasily in Hastur's arms, seeming to remind Hastur not to just walk in.

Hastur sighed and said, "Have you been ready for a long time?"

Caius answered honestly: "Well, I have been preparing for a long time."

"You lied when you were in Backlund."

"Yes, no one dares to say that what they say in this life is the truth."

"What if I don't go in today?"

"Then we will wait for your next arrival."

"You guys are so patient."

Hastur looked up at the dark castle. Under the setting sun, it looked particularly mysterious and manor-like.

"Lead the way."

"Please come this way."

Caius was not surprised by Hastur's decision.

Caius was in the front, Hastur was holding Azshara in the middle, and behind him were the maid, gardener, coachman, and cook.

The six people were quiet along the way. Hastur did not speak, and Caius and others also remained silent.

When Hastur stopped to admire the surrounding buildings, they stopped too, without uttering a word of urging.

When Caius opened the castle door, all the bright candles lit up in an instant.

In this age where oil lamps and gas lamps are used, except for churches, few people use large numbers of candles to light up their houses.

In the center of the hall, Hastur saw the housekeeper and Mrs. Lisa that Caius had just mentioned.

They were a man and a woman, both elderly people. They were standing on the left and right in front of a golden box held up by a wooden frame.

The golden box was forged from a single piece of gold, without any cracks or scratches. At this moment, under the flickering candlelight, it was emitting wisps of golden light.

This thing is very familiar to Hastur, something that has been entangled with him since his birth.

Wherever your home is, it will appear.

In total, it has followed me and moved twice.

The first time he followed him from the West District to Queens, and now he followed him from Backlund to this castle.

Even though I didn't bring it with me, it still came uninvited.

There was a trace of ridicule on the corner of Hastur's mouth: "Is this the surprise you have prepared for me?"

Caius said with a pious expression: "This is your gift of destiny. It has been waiting for you to open it yourself."

"You want to know what's hidden inside?"

"Yes, we have been chasing an answer."

"Why don't you open it yourselves?"

"We can't do it."

"What if I don't want to open it now?"

"Then we'll wait until you want to open it."

Hastur said nothing more and looked at the golden box.

It is not big, about thirty centimeters long, and about five centimeters wide and high.

It didn't exude any different aura around it, just like a dead thing without a soul.

Hastur stared at it for a while, and finally chuckled: "I'm a little tired today."

"We have prepared a room for you, please come this way."

Caius did not worry about whether to open the golden box or not, and still led the way, taking Hastur to his room.

In the hall, candlelight was dim, and the golden box on the wooden shelf was still waiting quietly, waiting for someone to open it.

In the room on the second floor, Hastur asked Caius to go down first, closed the door, put down Azshara in his arms, and placed a mirror on the table.

Then he began to look at this room, which was even more spacious and luxurious than Greco's villa room.

On the collection shelf, there are all kinds of collectibles, and any piece you pick out has a history of hundreds of years.

The style of the chandelier in the room is slightly old, and it is also lit with candles.

This is a special candle that burns for a long time and does not need to be replaced all the time.

When I came to the window and opened it, the scenery outside was very good. Various plantations were dotted on the flat land, extending to the end of the sky.

In addition, you can also see the town you just passed through from here, but it is just a small black spot in the field of vision, and you need a telescope to see it clearly.

After admiring it for a while, Hastur came to the special big bed.

A large bed about three meters wide and five meters long.

Not to mention that people can roll around on it, even if they are jumping on the bed, there is enough space.

“It’s such a nice place, what a shame.”

Hastur lay on his back on the bed, put away his smile, and began to think about how to solve the problem.