With just one glance, Jenkins sensed something was wrong. Nolan has absolutely no streets clogged with ancient trees. As a local, the original owner has never heard that the city hall will occupy the streets to protect ancient trees.
An urge to say something surged in his heart, but he immediately covered his mouth.
"Make a wish~tell your truest desire!"
A gender-indistinguishable voice came from the bottom of his heart, and the desire to say something was like a chocolate claw, scratching Jenkins' heart lightly. He blinked, and the whole tree emitted a black aura.
This is no surprise, both from where the tree grew and the fact that it was still so strong even in the fall, there was something wrong with it.
The position where Jenkins was hiding happened to be facing the ancient tree, while the three people in black robes who spoke were standing away from the area covered by the tree canopy.
"No, this is definitely not normal. Why did A-01-2-2221 happen to be encountered by us? I never thought I had such luck."
The man backed away while talking, "You all know the effect of the unfortunate wishing tree. I will never touch such a thing."
Step by step, he retreated into the darkness that even the moonlight could not illuminate, and disappeared. The remaining two looked at each other, and the atmosphere was inexplicably tense.
"Can anyone explain what it is?"
Jenkins was looking forward to it, and carefully controlled the sound of breathing, but the two people below obviously knew what it was, and no one came to explain to each other.
"I need it."
The slightly taller man whispered, "I can give you a compensation."
"No, I need it too, and I can give you a compensation too."
The woman with a hoarse voice said so.
Jenkins felt that the voice was familiar, so he took a risk to glance over there again.
"Let me think about it, with this number of light spots and colors, and the speed of rotation, this is... Miss Magic?"
High-level bestowers have more spirits and are closer to the world, so their perception is very sensitive. Jenkins did not continue to snoop, but leaned against the statue and hugged the cat, looked at the sloping roof and continued to listen to the conversation between the two.
"I already have some clues to the "Spiritual Manuscript" you have been looking for and the "Lost Document" handwritten by the sage of the tower. And... I can give you a piece of my finger."
The man makes the price first, and he is happy to resolve disputes in a civilized manner. Because it is not wise to fight here, the patrol team of the Orthodox Church carrying special items may appear at any time.
But the man's chips are obviously not enough:
"Special Ritual: Corpse Seance."
Her words were simple but effective. The man didn't increase the price immediately, but fell into a brief silence.
"If that's not enough, I can also send you a message, about the devil."
There was silence again, and Jenkins looked at the night sky, hearing nothing. He waited for the conversation to start again, and this wait was ten minutes.
The rustling sound of leaves trembling came from the empty street, and the leaves at the highest point that I saw from the corner of the eye slowly shrunk downward.
"Why did the tree disappear?"
Jenkins thought suspiciously, and then realized that the transaction was over, and the rest of the conversation between the two was obviously conducted in a more secret way, so he didn't hear it.
A little disappointed in my heart, I blew the night wind on the roof for nearly half an hour, but got nothing. Jenkins hammered his leg, and just as he was about to get up, he heard the sound of Night Breeze being torn apart.
A figure floated up from the ground, and then landed steadily on the eaves.
The Bestower in the black hood took a step forward beyond level with the statue, and froze instantly—where Jenkins was sitting. Due to the cover of the hood, at least the two did not fall into the embarrassing situation where their eyes met.
"Good evening, how did you find me?"
Jenkins stood up while supporting the stone statue, the chocolate in his arms jumped onto his shoulders, and at some point he had turned into a solid white cat.
"No, I didn't find you, I thought you were here waiting for me..."
Miss Magic backed away as she spoke. The hexagram pendant hanging on the outside of the black robe was flickering, the air seemed to be a little more dignified, and a blue light circle appeared under the woman's feet, inside the circle were strange characters wriggling like snakes.
"Don't be nervous, we actually know each other at Mr. Hood's party."
Jenkins spread his hands to show that he was innocent, but Miss Magic was taken aback and almost activated the pendant on her chest.
"Who are you… "
She looked at the white cat on Jenkins' shoulder, "Mr. White Cat?"
"No, I'm Mr. Candle."
As Jenkins spoke, he called out the pentagram mark. Miss Magic was obviously relieved, but she was still on guard.
"Okay, okay, your disguise is still so good."
She also called out her soul emblem to show her identity, but soon thought of another question:
"How do you know who I am?"
Vigilance is clearly a level higher.
Jenkins couldn't answer this question, he thought for a while, "This is my personal secret, but please rest assured, I came here unexpectedly tonight, just happened to meet you guys talking."
"So, can I leave?"
the woman asked. The cloud that floated from nowhere just happened to cover the blue moon here, and the whole world turned into an astonishing red.
"Anytime you want. But I'd love to be able to ask you a few questions, at a price, of course, like our party."
The cat rubbed Jenkins' face impatiently, and Jenkins pushed its tail away, because the tail had been swaying from side to side to block the view from one side.
"One message for one message."
After all, it was a stranger who had made a transaction before. Although he did not let go of his guard, he did not leave immediately.
"No problem, I want to know what that tree is."
The first thing to do is to satisfy your curiosity.
"A-01-2-2221, The Unfortunate Wishing Tree. Make a wish by smearing your own blood on the trunk. The wish will be fulfilled to an extent, but never in full. According to the The degree of difficulty and the completeness of the wish being fulfilled, the wisher will encounter a series of misfortunes in the next year. Of course, this misfortune can be offset through the existing rituals of the Hermit Church. Every time this tree realizes a wish, It will be moved to another location, but generally speaking, it can only be encountered in the wild with no one... I want to know what the Starry Sky and Balance Church did outside the city last night, why there are 28 executions The bodies were transported there."