Hao Ren didn't know what happened in this town, but the only thing he could be sure of was that it must not be a good thing.
The ghosts wandering in this town are enough to prove the final outcome of the residents in the town. They are obviously dead long ago, which happened at least hundreds of years ago. No trace of any souls to be found in the reverberations—where are these souls
At this time, Nangong Sanba became the only master of necromancy in the team. Although his combat effectiveness was not good, in his century of witcher career, the most he dealt with were all kinds of ghosts: "Human souls dissipate very quickly. , It is generally impossible to preserve for hundreds of years. But the structure of the spirit body in this space is more stable than the outside world, so it is possible to preserve the soul for a long time. There are only two explanations for the surrounding 'echo', or the souls of the townspeople are still imprisoned in the Somewhere in the town, the leaked soul energy produced various phantoms. Either these people suffered great torture before death or were controlled by undead spells after death, so their memories were forcibly extracted and turned into ghosts. became a phantom in this land that remains to this day."
A chill passed through his heart, Hao Ren looked up at the house closest to him. This decaying old house stands quietly in the narrow and cramped street, its black doors and windows staring at the shadows of other buildings like empty evil eyes, and the dark, smoky sky hangs behind the roof Coming down, it enveloped everything like it was going to suffocate the whole world. There are buildings like this all around, and these empty, lifeless houses themselves seem to be some kind of curse, imprisoning the people who have lived in this land.
Nangong Sanba tightened the windbreaker he was wearing, and said in a low voice: "This place is full of evil, and very dark things happened once."
Lily was attracted by an old house. She came to this dark old house and gently pushed its heavily rotten wooden door. Accompanied by an unpleasant creaking sound, the old door swung open, and Lily coughed repeatedly, choking on the soot falling from the door beam, and waved her hand to separate the dust in front of her eyes. He raised the "torch" to illuminate the surroundings, and carefully stepped into the building with an atmosphere like a haunted house.
Out of curiosity and concern, Hao Ren also followed.
It was dark in the room. Everything was covered with an ominous gray-black layer, which seemed to be able to absorb light. No matter how close Lily's flame claws were, it couldn't illuminate the surface of the furniture. Hao Ren followed Lily into the house, and there was the groaning sound of the old wooden planks being trampled and deformed under his feet, and with the weak illumination brought by the fire, he could clearly see the simple layout and furnishings inside.
It was clearly a commoner's dwelling, though a little nicer than those on the river bank. But its owner is still not a wealthy family. There are only a few rough wooden furniture in the dark room. On a thick pillar in the center of the room, some utensils whose original shape and purpose cannot be seen are hung on an iron hook. One of the utensils seems to be an oil lamp, but the lamp oil inside has long since dried up. . Walking in this room, a strange smell as if something was burnt floated into people's nostrils from all directions. Lily had a keen sense of smell, and she frowned repeatedly because of the strange smell: "Ahem... what kind of smell is this. "
Heather Anna also followed in, her eyes glowed slightly red in the darkness: "What did you find?"
"Same as the previous few houses, gloomy. Weird, full of dust, and a foul smell in the air. But I can't see what the owner of the house was doing before the house was abandoned," Hao Ren pointed to the Utensils on pillars. "The things used for work were left in the house, and things that could be used for self-defense, such as sickles and axes, were not moved. There were no traces of struggle in other places. It seemed that all the houses were in a very peaceful situation. Discarded."
"Really," Hesiana muttered, wiping her hand on the low table by the wall, "Ash... more ash, I don't like this atmosphere."
Vivienne's voice came from the door: "In that era, flames were a symbol of purifying evil. Ashes also have a similar meaning."
"Such as the trial of witches?" Hao Ren said casually, just as he finished speaking. Suddenly there was a fire in the room!
It wasn't the flame of the claw blade in Lily's hand, but a bright light that could illuminate the surroundings. It was the oil lamp hanging on the central column that suddenly lit up, and its small light actually illuminated the room that Lily couldn't illuminate before, making the surroundings suddenly clear.
But the sudden light did not bring any sense of warmth and reassurance. Everyone was taken aback. Lily immediately held up the double blades of ice and fire to make a defensive posture, and Heather Anna also pulled out of her arms instantly. His own vampire whip, but no enemies appeared. Except for the sudden lighting of the oil lamp, the situation here has not changed at all.
Hao Ren stepped forward to check the status of the lamp, and found that there was still no lamp oil in it: the fire light was floating directly above the lamp, as if the room "remembered" the time when the lamp should be turned on, and then abruptly switched states when the time came. of.
At this time, Cassandra, who was on guard outside the house, suddenly called out to the house: "Mistress! There is movement!"
Everyone ran out in a hurry, but saw the incredible scene where the whole town was gradually illuminated by lights.
The lights are gradually lit up in the uninhabited houses, just like the lights of every house when the night falls, flickering lights are revealed from behind the gaps in the dark windows, and with the appearance of these lights, those hanging on the streets of the town The large oil lamps on the wooden stakes were also lit up one by one.
Soon the light filled the entire town, and this phenomenon made everyone baffled.
"It seems that this place is not just a secret place...something like an illusion covers this space, and everything is between reality and illusion," Vivienne looked thoughtfully at the end of the road, "That building The house lights up too."
What she saw was exactly what everyone was going for: a magnificent mansion at the end of the town, if it was correct, it should be where the lord lived.
Hao Ren immediately led the people towards the big house, and Lily quickly followed. When she left the old house where the lights were first turned on, there were intermittent conversations in her ears:
"...someone fell ill again, this time not only children, but even adults fell ill."
"... the witch... has been burned to death... the lord should think of a way, that witch... the curse left behind has not been lifted."
"The lord hasn't been seen for two months, I heard he shut himself in his room, and only scholars see him occasionally..."
"Since the lady of the lord... now it's getting harder..."
"Shh, don't casually discuss the matter of the lord's wife, or the guards will hear you."
Lily blinked, and jumped up and down to follow Hao Ren who was walking in front: "Landlord, landlord! I heard something again just now!"
During Lily's rambling narration, a group of people came to the big house at the end of the town.
This is a much more gorgeous house: although limited by its age and the wealth of the territory, its regulation is far from being a mansion, but it must have been an impressive house in this small town hundreds of years ago. A house that everyone envies. It has a majestic rectangular main house, and at the main entrance is a tall, weird structure like a clock tower. Beside the overly elevated main entrance, Hao Ren found an old sign that had fallen on the ground. The handwriting was worn away, and only one word was still legible: Hemerwin.
This seems to be the name of the owner of the mansion.
"How much glory, after all, is a handful of dust."
Vivienne shook her head, did not take another look at the once gorgeous oak door plate, but stepped forward and pushed open the main entrance of the mansion.
As expected, the mansion was lit as well as the rest of the town, and the owner of the mansion had the means to light more fuel, so that the main house appeared brightly lit.
Hao Ren led the way, while Lily stood by his side almost every step of the way: she was a competent bodyguard when she was not intimidating. The others followed Hao Ren into the main house.
In the center of the main house was a large firepit that blazed brightly, although there was no firewood in it, and the flames burned brightly. Hao Ren stepped forward and put his hands above the flames, but he didn't feel any heat.
He withdrew his hand: "Sure enough, it's all fake."
"I've come here," Nangong Sanba looked at Hesianna, "Where is the thing left by that wizard?"
Hessiana curled her lips: "Look slowly, who made this place so big. Wizards are all talkative guys. God knows what the guy who lived here back then made such a creepy ghost town... Um?"
She stopped suddenly in the middle of her speech, and looked in the direction of the stairs in the main house suspiciously.
Nangong Sanba followed suit: "What's wrong?"
"It may be an illusion—I actually felt the breath of a living person just now." (To be continued~^~)