The Record of Unusual Creatures

This nameless town, which was shackled by witchcraft in a certain space, is much larger than imagined. After boarding a wooden tower in the town, Hao Ren saw the rolling buildings in the distance, and the old roofs of the layers stretched out along the topography, as if some kind of dirty behemoth was disgusting. The folds are general, everything in the place is with a dark grayish black color, the whole town can not see any bright colors that can make people feel a little more relaxed, and at the end of the town away from the river bank, you can see a big one. Buildings, that may be the residence of the nobility.

There is a great possibility that the wizard had lived there.

Hao Ren came down from the watchtower and told everyone what he saw: "There is a big house at the end of the town. Let's go there first."

"Well, don't just patronize the road, pay attention to the movement around," Vivian nodded. "There is always a lot of traps in the position set by the wizard, especially this large-scale... can set this kind of secret The guys in the mythology are probably not ordinary."

Everyone cautiously explored in this quiet and strange lost town. Lily looked curiously at the old houses and simple street facilities around the ages. She asked the most knowledgeable people on the spot: Bat, what age did you say in this town?"

"Between the millennium and the 400 years ago, the architectural style and level of civilization in this area did not change much during that time, and the time flow in this town was obviously out of sync with the outside, so it is even more certain that it is What era of things," Vivian wrinkled, "but one thing is certain, the secret must not be naturally formed. This place should have been an ordinary town by the river. It is the power of magic to pull it in from the real world. ""

"About the wizard you found," Hao Ren looked up at Heather Anna. "Is there more specific information?"

Heather Anna was not happy to take care of Hao Ren, but this time she still lazily spoke: "The sorcerers are all mysterious and secretive guys. There is never much information that can be found. We only found one about this wizard. Point of sporadic intelligence. His earliest activity record was around 1346 AD. It used to be French. The earliest name was 'Baptiste'. He stayed in France for a hundred years, and there was nothing particularly prominent during this period. Deeds. At that time, it was a very honest guy. But then I didn’t know what happened. The wizard suddenly left France, and then moved to many European countries, leaving a lot of records of black magic and evil rituals, around 1500 AD. He is active in Finland and Russia. The situation in this town should be his hands and feet at that time."

"and then?"

"Then the information was intermittent, and he had barely been outside in the next two centuries, leaving little information," Heather Anna shook her head. "This 'Baptiste' is a freak, he I never talked with my own wizards. It is reasonable to say that his power is above the many wizards in history, but his reputation is not even as good as some black magic apprentices. I almost used all the intelligence relations of the family to find this. Point information, and finally the origin of the wizard's power and the faction did not find out. Hey. Low-key hermit, Lone Ranger."

Vivian looked up and looked at the sky that was covered by smoke and smoke, and asked casually: "Is that wizard is dead?"

"There is no clear proof of death," Heather Anna said with a wry smile. "There is a record that he was involved in a scuffle between the demon and the descendants of Anubis two centuries ago, missing in the aftermath of the battle. After a full two centuries, he never appeared again. So it’s probably dead... Who knows, anyway, we’re just going to his manuscripts and relics, the troublesome guy is better.”

"I would rather hope that he is still alive," Hao Ren shrugged. "This way I can ask him how to summon the evil spirit Vivian."

As soon as the group said that they were close to the center of the town, the road in front of them seemed slightly wider. Although the distribution of the buildings was still chaotic, the surrounding houses were slightly larger in scale and quality than those in the previous houses. One. It seems that this place should have been the place where the "superior" lived in the town. There was a small empty field in front of everyone, which is not a square, but a relatively empty place. The ground here is flat and neatly arranged. The road around the open space is covered with pebbles of moderate size. In the center of the empty field, you can see a wooden table that has decayed and collapsed. It seems that the townspeople used to gather and listen to the lords. The place of the command.

Around the open space are the old, old-fashioned wooden and stone houses. One after another, an old house like a haunted house, was circled around, with their gray-black hollow faces staring at the outsiders who broke into the town. Their doors are closed, and the narrow windows are hung with tattered cloth or planks. The gaps between the doors and windows reveal the darkness inside. The darkness seems to hide a pair of eyes that are mysteriously missing. I don’t know what the final fate is. The eyes of the townspeople.

Nangong May seems to be a bit hairy around the atmosphere, she evokes a mist of water wrapped around herself, and then becomes the Kraken form. After throwing his clothes ball to Hao Ren, the water snake girl stretched out: "Call... so much peace of mind."

Hao Ren took the clothes of May into the portable space and kindly asked: "Are you not cold?"

In May, the water snake half-body spread directly on the ground, and this is located in the cold town of the Arctic Circle. Like the ice, Hao Ren looked at the other's tail and arched it on the ground to cold her panic.

In May, the tip of the tail was swayed and swayed: "Nothing, the water element is cold, so don't freeze it."

Lily was interested in the wooden table in the middle of the open space. She curiously turned around the table and was very happy to raise her own fire. "How do I feel cold around this place?"

"There are a lot of spirits here," Nangong Sanba put two bottles of exorcism oil in his hand, and his face was serious. "You don't hold a fire stick everywhere, if you are disturbed by the more powerful evil spirits, you will have fun." It is."

Lily was shocked when she heard this. She was very happy to hold the fire and rushed to the Nangong 38. "Do you say that this is a fire stick and didn't see the three forks above?!"

“Do you say that the spirit of this place is a ghost?” Hao Ren was interested in this issue long ago. “If the ghosts can communicate, can you communicate?”

Such a spooky and lost town, wandering through the indefatigable streets and houses, is a place that is enough for ordinary people to scare the urine, but Hao Renlian has just won the anger of the entire planet. Now his nerves are strong, and the first thing that comes to mind when the ghost thinks is to ask the other person.

"It’s a pity that they are very weak spirits," Nangong Sanba said with regret. Shaking his head, "The air is everywhere, but all of them are mixed together. There is almost no limit to the spirit that can't be maintained by the self." There is no way to communicate, memories and thinking are long gone."

Hao Ren snorted and thought thoughtfully: "Is the aboriginal of this town?"

"Thirty-nine is like this," Vivian agreed. "The residents in this town should be ordinary humans, and according to the state of the house, when the town was dragged into this time and space, the residents here did not have time to react. People can't live in this space for a long time."

“Is the whole town’s people dragged in... The wizard used to want to dry up,” Hao Ren frowned and his face was a bit bad. “If you want to live in seclusion, it’s too unnecessary to toss such a big hand.”

When they discussed the fate of the residents in the town, Lily had already circled many circles around the wooden table. She was inexplicably attracted by this table, and the golden scorpion gave a faint glow. In her vision, this empty space slowly emerged with a lot of fluttering shadows, those shadows with vague human outlines. It seems that wearing clothes hundreds of years ago, they stood there expressionlessly, looking up at the direction of the wood platform, seemingly numbly listening to someone who does not exist on the platform.

Lily’s ears slowly ribbed, and some sporadic words drifted into her ears:

"...the child really was stolen by the devil, we should expel the witch earlier..."

"It seems that I haven't seen the lord for a long time?"

"...the scholar said that he would help the child to exorcise evil, but I don't trust magic..."

"Hey, do you want to be cursed by witches? They will throw you outside the town, and the witch is still wandering outside..."

“Why not find a church?”

"...the lord did not come out..." (To be continued.)