Quenched long order

Chapter 117 The Evil Spirit's Desire

The situation is getting worse and worse.

Kraut was also being watched by Naveen. Tonight, danger was approaching.

The sun was half-set, and the light that fell on the backyard carried a hint of timidity.

"You also have white cloth strips behind you." Sauer shouted.

If he hadn't come here and hadn't been targeted by the strange Navin, then what happened to Klaut had nothing to do with him, but now, the situation was completely different. For his own sake, he had to tell Klaut about this. After all, the person who knew Navin best in this house was Klaut.

Kraut stopped and turned his head. He stretched his right hand behind him, grabbed the white cloth, and placed it in front of him. He looked down at the white cloth, but the expression in his eyes didn't change much.

"never mind."

He threw the white cloth on the ground casually.

"I deserve it."

Perhaps the tight string in his heart has broken, and his voice has become weak.

After speaking, Kraut continued to walk forward.

Saul frowned, Kraut didn't want to live, but he wanted to live.

He hurried forward, thinking of a solution in his mind, at least let Kraut tell the information about Naveen.

"Kraut, wait."

The unfamiliar tone seemed to become intimate at this moment, as if the two had known each other for many years.

He blinked, and amidst the thumping sound, an idea gradually became clear.

"Don't give up. Navin may still have a chance to be resurrected. If you give up, what will happen to your wife?"

Since there is a son, then there must be a wife.

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly leaned forward. Although he and Kraut were almost in a life-and-death duel just now, he no longer cared about these insignificant things. Surviving the calamity is the most important thing at present. What's more, he and Kraut have no death feud.

Kraut stopped and replied in a deep voice:

"After Naveen died, Keisha left and we have never been in touch again. She will never forgive me, never."

After speaking, he turned his head to look at Saul, his eyes were dull with dark circles, and the confidence and firmness he had just now disappeared without a trace.

"I know what you want to do." Kraut continued with a calm tone, "You want to know how to survive. You don't have to perform in front of me and pretend to care about me. You don't care about my life or death at all."

Saul was speechless for a while, then he nodded and said calmly: "Yes, I want to survive."

He didn't further explain that facing different people naturally requires different methods.

"I don't know how to save you, I told you from the beginning, I don't need to lie to you." Kraut spread his hands.

"Then, tell me everything about Navin, tell me everything you did after Navin's death, there must be clues." Saul quickly replied.

"Come with me." Kraut turned and continued walking into the house.

Saul followed Kraut into the main house.

The main house is very spacious, but it is not clean. The walls and corners are filled with all kinds of stones, plants, and animal remains, which seem to be materials related to alchemy. In the center of the main house, there is a large alchemy table. Compared with other places in the main house, the alchemy table is much cleaner, and the materials placed on it are quite neat.

Kraut pulled out two chairs from a corner, threw one to Saul, and sat down.

"What should I say?"

He was lost in thought.

Saul picked up the chair on the ground, straightened it, and sat down.

The two sat opposite each other.

"Let's talk about that village first." Clout put his hands together and rubbed them up and down, as if he was considering his words.

Saul focused his eyes and listened carefully.

"Saul." Kraut called his name.

"Huh?" Saul looked puzzled.

"It's better if you ask me." Kraut raised his right hand and scratched his hair, "Hurry up." He looked away and opened the ceiling.

Don't know where to start?
Saul thought to himself, and then asked his concern.

"If I'm not wrong, Kraut, you should basically stay here all the time, why do you know that the death of a village has something to do with your son Naveen?"

Kraut lowered his head and thought for a moment before replying, "Have you ever seen a white bandage? There is an alchemy array I drew on it. Its function is to suppress vitality. No one will deliberately make this kind of bandage, because it is not a healing item at all. Moreover, the material of the bandage is the same as the one I use."

"After I found out, I went to the village to ask about the situation. Someone saw the villagers before they died. There were white bandages behind the villagers. The villagers themselves didn't know what was going on. The villagers thought it had something to do with a strange man with bandages all over his body.

"The next day, all the villagers in the village died, and their bodies were bound with white bandages. Someone removed the bandages and found that the bodies inside the bandages had rotted."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and said nothing.

Sauer thought about the scene when he met Naveen, and found that the situation was basically the same as Kraut said.

When I saw Naveen during the day, a white bandage was stained on his back without knowing it. If the subsequent development did not change, the result would be a disaster at night, and he was found dead the next day.

"When did it happen?" he asked.

"About a month ago." Kraut looked up at Saul.

a month ago?The frequency is not high.

Saul thought about what Kraut had done in the backyard before, so he continued to ask: "Could it be related to the dirt you smeared on the wooden house? It wasn't sealed, so—"

Boom, boom, boom.

The sound of knocking on the door came from the side.

The two turned their heads almost at the same time. Under the setting sun, a black figure was standing by the door, banging his head non-stop, his body arched and straightened, and the cycle continued.

In an instant, the temperature in the room seemed to drop a few degrees.

Naveen always appears out of the blue.

Saul felt his breathing become heavy.

"wrong."

He suddenly thought of something.

"You didn't see Naveen."

He thought of this, although when he was in the backyard, there was a crashing sound from outside the backyard, but Kraut didn't see Navin.

Kraut shook his head slowly and replied, "I saw it."

Hearing this answer, Shalton suddenly understood that Kraut had observed the inside of the black wooden house through the gap during the inspection.

"How did Navin die?" Saul asked.

Kraut swallowed, opened his mouth, "Five..." He cleared his throat, and continued: "Five years ago, that day, Navin was slacking off and sleeping at home. I caught him and drove him out to replenish the alchemy materials, but he happened to meet the Sandman. From that day on, he never woke up again. If I hadn't been so tough at the time, maybe the result would have been completely different, just another day."

Sandman?

Sauer felt that this word was a bit familiar, he seemed to have heard it somewhere.

Soon, he recalled that Sandman was the word he heard when he asked about the Golden Medal of Honor, when about a quarter of the people in Westwood Harbor couldn't wake up.

"The Sandman incident, hasn't it been resolved?" Saul was very confused. He didn't know about this matter, and listening to the problems of male and female employees was not a topic that could be talked about.

"Yes, I solved it." Claude nodded, "I thought that as long as this matter was solved, Navin would wake up."

Saul froze for a moment.

"Are you surprised?" Kraut asked back.

Saul looked at Kraut's face, and for a moment didn't know how to evaluate the father in front of him. He still remembered the situation when Kraut asked him to say his last words.

At this time, the setting sun sank completely below the horizon, and the afterglow melted into the darkness.

If everything is normal, after Kraut refuses to help, he will return to Westwood Port and the Owl Hotel, but now, he is still staying on the outskirts of Westwood Port, being chased and killed by disasters of unknown danger.

Shouldn't I help?

Or is something else wrong?

Just came out for a trip, and encountered a disaster. Is it bad luck, or is the entire Westwood Harbor just a bigger Stewart Island?Still fraught with danger?

Saul couldn't think of an answer for a moment, and he shook his head, throwing these now useless thoughts out of his mind.

The pain in the arm gradually surfaced. After the pale puppet was hard-pressed just now, the injury was delayed to take effect. However, the pain came and went quickly. Although the soreness and numbness still came and went, it healed quickly under the effect of breathing back blood.

"I want to know, what did you do to Navin's body... body?" Sauer just continued to ask.

Kraut hesitated for a few seconds and didn't answer right away. Then, he sighed and replied: "After losing the soul, the body will quickly rot. In order to protect Navin's body, I summoned something in Navin's body. I don't know what it is. I'm not good at it. It's probably an evil spirit. So I made preparations in advance, temporarily sealed Navin's body, and then used the rest of my life to atone for sin."

"Evil spirit?" Saul turned his head to look outside the house. Suddenly, he found that the impact sound disappeared at some point, and Navin seemed to leave temporarily.

"The souls wandering in this world no longer have sanity, and are more like desires. Some disasters are caused by evil spirits." Kraut explained, with a calm tone, "Do you want to ask me how to seal the next question? It's actually very simple. As I said just now, suppressing vitality can be regarded as keeping Naveen in a sleep state."

"Desire?" Saul was keenly aware of the word, "If you satisfy the evil spirit's desire, can you avoid danger?"

Kraut nodded slightly, but shook his head again, and then said in a deep voice: "Theoretically, but evil spirits won't communicate with you. I also consulted an astrologer before. The astrologer told me that Navin's body is an excellent place for evil spirits to inhabit. It is likely that there is more than one evil spirit, but a mixture of evil spirits."

Evil spirit hybrid...Although it is more complicated, it is better than the previous smear. The focus is to satisfy the desire of the evil spirit. Assuming the conditions are right, you can also use the air cannon to carry out a frontal attack. It may be effective. Not all disasters cannot be destroyed. Everything depends on the situation.

Saul frowned tightly, with a distressed expression on his face.

"Okay, have you finished all the questions you should ask?" Kraut waved his hand, unwilling to talk any more.

However, Sauer found that Kraut's expression and tone were not as decadent as before. It seemed that this short conversation diverted Kraut's attention and no longer immersed in failure.

He thought about it carefully, and he believed that the key to Kraut's ability to get out of the haze so quickly was still that Kraut's character was open-minded, and the second was this conversation that diverted attention.

"I have one last question." Sauer paused, and continued: "Can it really be resurrected?"

There was doubt in his eyes, and there was a hint of hope mixed with doubt.

Seeing that Kraut didn't answer right away, he added, "Can the dead really be resurrected?"

Hearing this question, the light in Kraut's eyes gradually dimmed. He lowered his head and shrank his body, as if he was in self-defense.

For a moment, the room was shrouded in an atmosphere of silence. It seemed that this question pointed directly at the depths of Kraut's heart.

Time passed by second by second, making the night darker and deeper.

Sauer saw that Kraut still didn't answer, the answer was obvious.

Perhaps he knew that he had delayed for too long, or maybe he knew that this was just an ordinary question and had no more meaning. Finally, Kraut raised his head and let his body stretch out. Then, he replied in a very rational tone:
"In most cases not."

"Man is a whole, matter, energy, time and space, and soul. These characteristics do not exist in isolation. Even if all conditions are met, the resurrected person is not the same person. Therefore, some alchemists suspect that there is still a fifth key element that integrates them together."

"Some people think it is the possibility, or the changing trend of the possibility, but there is no way to quantify this kind of thing, and no one can do it."

"There are also people who believe that the whole world is a cycle, and people are independent individuals in it. After a person dies, everything will be included in the cycle. Even if all the characteristics are collected, they cannot be resurrected because they do not have the 'qualification' recognized by the world."

"However, there have been many cases of people who have just died coming back to life, but most people think that it is because the person has not died in the first place. Instead of calling it resurrection, it is better to call it healing."

"But Navin's situation is different..."

In the end, Kraut still defended, but his voice was much lower, obviously a little guilty.

"I agree with you, Navin's situation is indeed different." Sauer nodded.

Kraut felt a little surprised, his eyes were full of anticipation, as if he had met a bosom friend.

"Because he's going to kill us soon," Saul added.

Kraut was speechless.

Boom, boom, boom.

The crash came again, but this time, from a different location, from the roof.

The two raised their heads at the same time.

At the same time, the closed door opened with a creaking sound.

Outside the door, night has completely fallen.

Kraut stood up and walked to the door. He poked his head out to look, then closed the door, walked to the alchemy table, picked up a green-golden stone and placed it on the candlestick near the wall. As the green-golden stone was put down, a gentle white light spread in the room along the pre-drawn line, and soon lit up the room.

(End of this chapter)