The longer he got to know this bat spirit, the more Hao Ren felt that this girl was simply a miracle condensed by the malice of the universe, and the facts that happened before him convinced him even more:
Vivienne herself is poor, but the bat she dropped has grown into a rich man, and the landlord next to her has worked for God for a billion dollars, and even a piece of broken stone she gave to her servant has Several tons of gold gave birth to the Andre family - this girl is simply a personal mobile auspicious, and when used properly, she can exchange her misfortune for the safety and prosperity of the homes of the people around her.
Of course, this auspiciousness rarely exerts a positive effect. Most of the time, she is better at making people around her as unlucky as she is. If the guy with her is not resistant, it is easy to walk, lose money, drink water, stuff their teeth and sneeze. The molars are cramped—the Romans and Egyptians had something to say about it, and Hao Ren felt that even the Trojans could blame this auspicious bat spirit: who made her run around the city of Troy? As a thug.
Perhaps the Andre family belonged to the group with subtle resistance: they obtained astonishing wealth from the gift left by Vivienne, but by the way, they were tossed by a deadly evil spirit for three hundred years. Years of tossing may have far exceeded the value of the few tons of gold at the beginning.
Lily patted Vivienne on the shoulder, not missing any chance to provoke the bat: "Your trumpet is better than you, and now even your teammate's trumpet is better than you, Ben Wang is thinking about you The greatest value in this life is probably to set off various trumpets."
"Is this a space storage device?" Hao Ren stepped forward curiously to pick up the triangular gadget, quickly swipe his finger across its ridges, and the space opening is closed: it seems that even after such a long time , its operation is still sensitive.
The data terminal floated over and studied it: "It should be said that it has the function of space storage, but this module only accounts for one-third of its volume. The rest is in a standby state, and it seems to have to resonate with other devices to produce function, the machine scans its structure like a wireless device."
"Another stone..." Hao Ren looked up at Vivian, "Where is the other stone now?"
Vivienne shrugged: "I don't know. Now I only know that my younger brother No. 1 has become the ancestor of the Andre family, but I don't know whether my younger brother No. 2 is dead or alive. The other 'stone' and your hand The last one looks different. It may not bring wealth to the holder, and the younger brother number two may not be as lucky as Andrei... He may have died in the snow and ice of Siberia back then."
"Do you know?" Hao Ren turned to look at Igor. I briefly talked about the two humans who followed Vivienne in Siberia back then, "There should be two people who followed the witch. In addition to your ancestors, there was another guy who also got a 'stone'."
Originally, Hao Ren didn't expect much, but Igor actually nodded his head: "...a mysterious person who lives in St. Petersburg. He should be the descendant of the person you mentioned."
Hao Ren was a little surprised: "Mysterious man?"
"For three hundred years, the Andre family has been in intermittent contact with another hermit family." Igor grabbed the button on his chest, which seemed to be his habitual action when he was thinking about problems or when he was slightly nervous, "We I don't know the actual situation of the other party, whether they are poor or rich, this intermittent connection has been handed down from the ancestors, we exchange some sporadic recent information, such as whether the family members are healthy. Is there some kind of 'dark force'? Symptoms of loss of control... Other than that, I dare not say more. The letter is very cryptic, and sometimes we are not even sure about the content of the letter—this is to prevent triggering the curse of the evil spirit. And no matter what time, the other party will only send a representative Exchange letters with the Andre family. Everything we know about that hidden family is limited to that one person, so I said it was 'a' mysterious person."
"Why is it so troublesome?" Nangong Wuyue couldn't figure it out. "Why don't you have direct contact? Since they are all descendants of witch servants, there is no need to be so secretive about each other, right?"
"They are also plagued by another curse, perhaps related to the content of their curse," Igor spread his hands, "This is a habit left by our ancestors, although our respective ancestors worked together three hundred years ago, but in that terrible After the curse took effect, our ancestors chose to isolate each other, and the descendants after that don’t know the reason. It’s just to be cautious. There are evil spirits pressing on the head, so we must be careful in everything we do.”
Then Igor took a large pile of letters from another small room nearby: "This is what we communicate."
Now the evil spirits in the castle have been expelled. Igor was finally not afraid that these things would offend some evil force.
The letters were carefully preserved, old and new, and the degree of yellowing and weathering of the paper showed that they came from a huge span of time. Even the coat of arms of Catherine's period can be seen on the oldest stationery. Hao Ren randomly took out a letter from the inside, and found that it contained obscure code words and metaphors: "...friends from far away, my situation is stable recently, the dark voice has never left, but it has never diffused from the nightmare. This year is more difficult than previous years. , there is an ominous breath in the wind in the north, and two of the younger generations in the family may not be able to survive this winter: their bodies are gradually becoming empty, and an indescribable darkness is replacing their souls, maybe next month I will I'm not sure if they are still themselves under their skin... "
Hao Ren took out another letter. It was written more than ten years ago, and it seemed to be sent from St. Petersburg: "... Dear friends from afar, please allow me to introduce myself. I am August, and I will continue with you instead of my father. Contact. My father has left this world of misery, the nightmare has finally left him, I hope that dark force will not continue to haunt his soul in another world. I am in a bad situation, and the hungry voice begins It rings during the day, but that's probably why I'm not skilled enough...”
Hao Ren randomly picked up a few letters, and found that they were basically such obscure and specious things. These letters mention the evil spirits that entangle them in a very cautious way, and try not to describe their own situation in too much detail. From the lines, you can see the deep fear in the writer's heart. But when Hao Ren looked at them, he only felt discordant. He asked Vivian, "How many angry spirits are there?"
"One," Vivienne pointed to her feet, "the one we just finished."
Nangong Wuyue frowned: "If there is only one angry spirit, then this one named August, why is his family entangled?"
"Then we can only find out if we find him," Hao Ren held up the last letter, which was written a few months ago. "At least we have his contact address. Just go to him and get that stone back. Igor, Can you help me get a thread?"
Igor rubbed his hands, showing a somewhat embarrassed expression: "Maybe I can write a letter... But I'm afraid I can't help much other than that. August and I have relied entirely on these obscure letters for more than ten years. We know very little about each other's family, and we can't even talk about any personal friendship: due to the prohibition handed down from our ancestors, people from our two families dare not even meet. But if the witch reveals her identity in front of him, It should still be useful."
Vivian doesn't think so: "You can't pin your hopes on this, the other party may not be the same as you..."
At this time, Nangong Sanba suddenly interrupted: "Wait a minute, let me confirm—Igor, the August you mentioned lives in St. Petersburg? Is his full name August Futori? Jacques Lekich?"
Igor nodded in surprise: "Yes, you know?"
Wu Yue looked at him quite unexpectedly: "Brother, do you know this person?"
"This world is really not big," Nangong Sanba grinned, "August, I helped him perform a calming ceremony three years ago. He is a lonely man who lives in an old house on the outskirts of St. Petersburg. Forty or fifty age."
Everyone at the scene was amazed immediately, and Igor felt that the drama was unbelievable. He eagerly asked about the situation of the other family that had served the witch: "How is the situation of the Lekikh family? Their family..."
"Family? They don't have a family anymore," Nangong Sanba shook his head, "Just as Vivienne worried, the other party is different from you: August is an old man who lives alone in the suburbs and has no relatives or friends. I didn’t see anything related to the witch in the old house, I’m afraid this family has declined to the last step, it’s hard to say whether he still knows about the witch.”
Igor opened his eyes wide, and finally all his emotions turned into a long sigh. (to be continued~^~)