Quenched long order

Chapter 14 Pollution
Sauer and Garland returned to their residences, Regis and Kerry were still lying on the ground, and they carried them back to their own houses respectively, and then returned to their respective houses to fall asleep.

Although he was already lying on the bed, he was exhausted physically and mentally, but when he closed his eyes and rested in the dark for a few minutes, he was surprised to find that he was not sleepy at all.

He opened his eyes, recalled his situation in the boxing ring, recalled the feeling at that time, and soon, the wonderful feeling that had appeared before reappeared, the air was like a third eye, which naturally detected the surrounding situation, perhaps because the ability was not strong enough, or because the detection range was too wide, the detection results were not satisfactory, and he could only judge living and dead objects, which was not up to the precise judgment when facing Andrew. Now, he could feel the steady breathing of the three people in other houses, but only to this extent.

When he thought of Andrew, he also thought of Andrew's threat when he left the boxing ring.

"Why don't I talk about it tonight? After all, Sean may still be alive."

As soon as he spoke, he vetoed this idea himself. Although he saw a miner suspected of Sean from the crystal ball called the prying eye, the condition of the miner's body still needs to be seen before he can judge. As for Andrew's threat, he didn't care much about it. With Andrew's character, it is easy to guard against the threat that he speaks. In addition, he can use the air to sense the surroundings, and the possibility of Andrew's sneak attack is also very low.

In a trance, drowsiness flooded in like a tide, one after another, this sudden drowsiness gave Shaoer an uneasy illusion. He tried to resist, but his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and it was hard to resist. When the eyes were completely closed, he also gave up resistance, allowing the drowsiness to completely overwhelm him.

He felt as if his consciousness had fallen into a storm, rolling in the wind and waves, with no end in sight.

I don't know how long it took, and Shaoer heard the wind blowing outside the house, knocking on the door, which made people upset. He opened his eyes and found that the house was darker than before falling asleep.

What's the time now?
He didn't know, and he didn't intend to confirm it. Since it was not dawn, he continued to sleep. However, just as he closed his eyes again and was about to catch up on sleep, the locked wooden door was suddenly opened, and the wooden door hit the wall with a loud bang, which was especially ear-piercing in the dark night.

The door should not be opened.

Saul sat up quickly and looked at the door vigilantly. With the help of the faint moonlight outside the house, he found a vague figure at the door. It seemed that the locked wooden door was forcibly opened by this person.

"Who?"

He asked cautiously, but the other party didn't answer.

The ominous premonition became stronger and stronger. He stared at the door, trying to use his own ability to perceive the other party. However, to his surprise, the result he perceived was no different from a dead object. Either the other party was a dead person, or the other party... was not breathing.

Either result is abnormal.

He immediately stood up, put on the rough miner's uniform, and then walked towards the door step by step. Instead of sitting still and letting the situation develop to an uncontrollable level, it is better to take the initiative to kill the crisis in the cradle.

"Garland?" He asked, but the other party still didn't answer, "Reggis, Kerry?" He continued to say the names he knew, and there was no response.

The other party's reaction was within his expectations, but it didn't make him let go of his worries, on the contrary, it made him even more uneasy.

Who is that standing at the door?Or... what exactly?
He thought to himself, after taking a deep breath, he walked to the door and chose a suitable angle. Standing here, he could already see part of the other person's figure. It was the back of a man who was also wearing a miner's uniform, but his hair was yellowish short curly hair. Among the people he knew, no one had such hair.

Suddenly, the other party took a big step outside the house, just completely out of Saul's sight.

"Is...alive?"

Before he could figure out what to do next, he could feel that the other party took another step forward, and then another step, just like that, not just someone's visitor, walking all the way from the wooden house to the nearby path in a very strange rhythm.

"Isn't that the way to the mine?"

Sauer's doubts became deeper and deeper. He walked to the door, picked up the pickaxe that was in hand by the door, and walked out of the house.

In the night sky, most of the moonlight was covered by dark clouds, and only a faint light leaked from the edge, which was not enough for Sauer to see the situation in the distance. He stopped and held the wooden handle of the pick with his right hand, hesitating in his heart.

A choice is in front of him, do you want to follow it alone?
Just as he was hesitating, a gust of wind blew by. He squinted his eyes and raised his left hand to block the front of his eyes, preventing sand from entering his eyes. He didn't put down his left hand until the gust ended. At this moment, he noticed that the surrounding area was much brighter. He raised his head and found that the dark clouds covering the moon seemed to have been blown away by the gust of wind.

He fixed his eyes on the distance, and saw a man standing with his back to him on a deep and quiet path. The man stood motionless, as if waiting for someone.

There was a crunch, and there was a sound behind him.

Saul turned his head and found that the wooden door of his room was suddenly closed for some reason, perhaps because of the wind, or for other reasons.He hurried back and tried to pull the wooden door open. However, the wooden door, which would normally open with a little force, seemed to be welded to death at this time, and remained motionless.

He took two steps back, raised his right foot high, and kicked hard towards the wooden door. With a bang, the kick made a loud noise on the door, but the wooden door remained motionless.

The wind around is getting colder and colder.

The feeling of uneasiness is also getting stronger.

Sauer lowered his head and thought for a while, then turned his head and looked behind him. At this moment, he was surprised to find that the man who was standing on the path just now approached him at some point, and stayed a few meters away. However, the man still turned his back to him, still in the same posture, still... silent, like a dead thing.

The creaking sound came again, this time not from behind, but from the door beside him.

He took a step back, leaning against the wall, and turned his head to look in the direction of the sound, which was Garland's house. The next second, he saw Garland walking out of the house.

"Garland..."

He yelled quickly, and was about to briefly explain the current situation, but he forcibly swallowed the rest of the words before he could utter them. Not far away, Garland, who walked out of the house, turned extremely pale under the moonlight. What was even more frightening was that the pair of sapphire-like eyes had disappeared. Where the eyes used to be, there were only two dark hollows, which were very gloomy.

The next second, Garland turned his head and smiled at him, but the laughter was neither gentle nor hearty, but creepy and stern. This laughter was like a long sharp needle, piercing the eardrum, and continued to penetrate deep into the brain.

The creaking sound came again, this time, from the house on the other side.

Shaoer's heart skipped a beat, and his uneasy heart raised his throat. He didn't look back, and he knew that the person who appeared behind could not be the savior.Now, front, back, left, right, up and down, there is no place for him to escape. At this moment, he realized that he was once again in a desperate situation, and he was sure that no one could help him, and the only person he could rely on was himself.

Suddenly, a familiar burning sensation rose from the bottom of his heart, but soon, the burning sensation warmed up and dispelled the surrounding cold. This was the feeling that his soul was burning. At the same time, he found that the house behind him was burning for no reason. Not only that, the flame began to spread rapidly. Whether it was Garland who lost his eyes, or the mysterious man who turned his back on him, even the dark clouds and the moon in the sky, everything was burning in this hot flame...

Saul looked at everything in front of him with joy, and suddenly, he bent over and coughed violently, the coughing sound was piercing, as if his own lungs were about to be coughed out of his throat.

Coughing violently, Saul suddenly turned over from the bed and sat up, bent over to cough up the thick phlegm in his throat, he opened his eyes, the red and black thick phlegm on the floor was particularly conspicuous, and exuded an unbearable stench.

"Saul." Garland's familiar voice came from outside the door, "Are you awake? It's time for us to go."

(End of this chapter)