The Record of Unusual Creatures

At six o'clock, Hao Ren hurriedly washed his face and washed away the sleepiness that he had slept for a dozen hours before, and he came to the restaurant on the first floor with Vivienne, who was full of grievances because of poor rest. The two followed by Lily, who was like a wandering soul: The Werewolf girl started her spirits three nights last night, and now she finally reached her "naptime", and again sleepy like a dead dog.

Hao Ren really feels that it is a magical thing for a person's biological clock to be strong enough.

"The landlord, I want to sleep... I still want to have lunch, I still want to rest on the ground..." Lily whispered behind Hao Ren, her voice was weak, and she was tired of playing at the owner’s feet and refused to move. The dog looks like, but even Vivian doesn’t dare to say it at this festival: Lily’s self-esteem as a “wolfman” is extremely powerful, even if it’s a state of sleepwalking now, you have to compare her with a domestic dog and talk about this girl. It will still pick up your bite and wear a three-layer stab-resistant vest that can't hold her.

"This time should be eaten for breakfast." Hao Ren looked at the morning light outside the restaurant, but reluctantly reminded the confused wolf. London has got rid of the industrial fog, but the climatic conditions of foggy, thick clouds and changing weather in this area have not changed. The weather is not very good today. Although the sun has risen, the sky outside is still watching. It's a bit dark, not a thick fog or a cloudy day in the next few hours.

"Look, there," Vivian suddenly licked Hao Ren's clothes and pointed to a table that was prominent outside the restaurant. "That 'Namong', he is still punctual, I have not expected this. A guy who is stalking the demon hunter, hehe."

Because Nangong is more or less related to the demon hunter (even one percent chance is a "real"), Vivian has an instinct for him, and the hostility is still not talked about, but the back It’s definitely not a smile on the rise.

"Looking at yesterday's TV, I suddenly felt that we really didn't have to go with this dangerous element." Hao Ren was a little hesitant. "There are people everywhere in Joufold Castle. They are all looking for ghosts in the past. Do you still use the guide?"

"Why don't you," Vivian said with a white eye. "Do you know how to get to London from Bruchelle?"

Hao Renyi, he really forgot this.

At this time, Mr. Nangong had already seen the three people in Hao Ren’s line. He immediately waved to say hello to him. It looked like a amiable and amiable person. It’s unrealistic for Hao Ren to see this time and then turn away. Vivian and Lily greeted: "Good morning."

"Early, you are not too late," Nangong smiled slightly, then looked at Lily, who was swaying behind Hao Ren with his eyes closed. "What is this girl?"

"The time difference didn't turn over. At this time, I slept at noon," Hao Ren shrugged helplessly. "Let's go now? Or have you eaten here before you go?"

Nangong said that time is not anxious, a little later than ten or twenty minutes can not miss the car, so Hao Ren simply decided to fill the stomach first: this hotel provides a free morning buffet for each guest, he had to check out before Eat this back. Lily has become more and more sleepy at this time, and her eyes are close to the level of unconsciousness, but the magic is that the werewolf sisters will not delay eating in this situation: Hao Ren will follow her Lily’s recipe to get her With a plate of dishes, Lily relied on her sense of smell to close her eyes, and she didn’t even have a vegetable hair...

The Nangong looked awkwardly at the side, which made Hao Ren and Wei Wei'an nervous. They were afraid that the guy who claimed to be the demon hunter would see the inhuman nature of Lily from the special situation of Lily. As a result, this Nangong is really a The rivers and lakes liar, or a parallel imports - he was amazed, and he did not expect that the "magic" he was hunting was sitting next to him.

After breakfast, a group of people went to the front desk to check out and left the hotel with their luggage. Hao Ren’s baggage is actually not much. Adding up is also a big travel bag. It is reasonable to say that this kind of thing should be carried by the men on the spot, but Wei Wei’an unknowingly tied the big bag to Lily. The latter suddenly had dozens of kilograms of load in the half-dream and half-awake state, and the result was still asleep! So close to the eyes, Wei Wei'an became a coolie, and smelled the same smell as yesterday and walked behind Hao Ren.

"The only advantage is that the strength is great, and she is not allowed to carry a lot of wasteful talents." Vivian saw the strange look on Hao Ren's face, and he waved his hand in disappointment. "You can rest assured, she is happy." Although I am sleeping now."

Hao Ren felt a bit awkward. He saw Lily sleeping and carrying the luggage of three people behind him. He walked like a little daughter-in-law (purely psychological), and finally couldn’t help but put the bag. Change to your back: "Forget it, don't bully her."

Lily opened her eyes in confusion, and she still knew what happened: "Thank you for the landlord, I am not tired..."

Vivian's nose snorted: "The inexplicable big man thought, you haven't made any progress for so many years."

Hao Rengan laughed twice and looked at the Nangong around him. The tall and thin man who claimed to be a demon hunter had more luggage than the one he was carrying. It is really worthy of being the owner of the world who is going to travel around the world. It’s bigger than the bag on the back of Hao Ren: it’s a sturdy and heavy oversized suitcase, bigger than the one that Lily’s family was dragging when she came home, dragging on the concrete road The sky is ringing, and God knows what is loaded inside.

"What are you in this box?" Vivian did not swear by the old man (these four words could not let her hear), and immediately asked a portrait of a naive girl curiously.

“It’s all 'work' needs,” Nangong dragged a huge suitcase, but still did not damage his clean and graceful image, white shirt and black trousers, even if he dragged a box with a height of half a person. The face looks like a successful entrepreneur who is rushing to a meeting. "I used them against evil. This box of things suppressed at least three digits of evil spirits."

"The real demon hunter does not need so many tools," Vivian returned to Hao Ren and said, "They are weapons themselves. It seems that we can rest assured."

What Hao Ren thinks at this time is: Why are men, the image gap can be so big? People dragged such a big suitcase and looked at the entrepreneurs who were going to the meeting. How he looked at his travel bag was like walking on the road to pay...

In this way, the guys who both have their own ghosts (this idiom uses this right?) embarked on a journey to the town of Bruchelle. Anyway, there is a professional who often travels well and leads the way. A lot of things, with the help of Nangong, Hao Ren and his team finally did not get lost in the old streets of London, and smoothly took the train to the destination.

There is nothing to say all the way, four people in the car is a whole day.

Because there are more strangers around, Hao Ren and Wei Wei'an can't talk too much about confidential matters. The journey is particularly dull. The only thing worth mentioning in the middle is that Lily wakes up in the middle of the nap and then boring in the train seat. For a long time, when the car arrived at the station, it began to be sleepy again. Before she went out, she was so elated. As a result, she went to sleep in the UK and left her in a daze. It was a little leisure time or swaying in the car.

When the train arrived at the Bruchelle station, the sky was already near dusk, and there were very few people getting off the bus. It seems that not everyone is interested in coming to such a backcountry. Hao Ren came to the station on the platform with the friendly voice of his native language, and found that the place was more remote and desolate than he had imagined.

The train station is extremely small, with only two railways passing by, one of which is still deserted. The small station is basically surrounded by bare wasteland, the yellow-brown gravel and gravel fill the field of vision, and the only green is the kind of plants that are windy and long. From the station, you can see the town of Bruchal not far away. The building of the town is a bit old, and the whole town is small, even close to a village.

I don't know how the town was built. It was located in such a place where the birds didn't pull. The feng shui of this place reminded Hao Ren of the heavenly office in heaven—that is, the Wang Baiyazi.

Nangong sniffed his nose in the air, his face showing an expression of interest: "I smell the scent of the big guy."