The Whispering Verses

Chapter 1608: Exile and Mist

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"Mr. Watson, it's not that simple. This is your first time on the island so you don't understand."

The girl with short brown hair and a cloth bag stood up with difficulty, still refusing Xia De's help.

"I don't know how long it will take to end this situation this time. Mr. Watson, we can't stop here. We don't know if there are other people on the island besides the two people just now. Under the current circumstances, neither you nor I can fight."

She paused and asked:

"Do you have any rope?"

"some."

Xia De took out a roll of heavy sail rope from the inside pocket of his coat. This rope was very practical in various scenarios, so of course he carried it with him.

"Now tie the rope around your waist and throw the other end to me."

Although he didn't know what the other party wanted to do, Xia De still did it. The pharmacist also tied the rope around her waist like Xia De. She was only about 1.5 meters away from Xia De, which was almost the limit of her vision in the fog.

"After I finish counting down, you and I will walk forward together and take three steps."

She shouted out the command, and then stepped forward with Shade. The pharmacist was tall, and her steps were similar to Shade's. In the first two steps, Shade knew that he was still walking on the path in the forest, but when he took the third step, the path under his feet disappeared, and a stone tombstone stood in front of his boots. Looking around, in the hazy fog, there were tombstones everywhere and graves surrounded by low black fences.

The entire scene transition process was quite smooth, as if the third step was supposed to end here.

"If you lose your sense of direction and take the third step in the fog, you will inexplicably appear somewhere else. Flying, jumping, or even crawling will also have similar results. But if you just want to wander around in the same place, you don't have to worry about the three-step limit."

The pharmacist's voice appeared beside him:

"The rope is the easiest way to connect myself and my companions. Otherwise, even if we move forward together, there is a high possibility that we will get separated."

"I see. Even though more than a hundred years have passed, the church still blocks this place. But what should we do now?"

Xia De felt more and more that this lady knew the island too well. The information he had obtained in exchange for half a piece of mountain copper had exceeded his expectations so far.

The cemetery in the fog was exceptionally quiet. Although we came here unexpectedly, there was no danger here.

"We can only wait. This is the Green Lake Town Cemetery. The citizens of Green Lake Town and most members of the Edwards family will be buried here after their death. We didn't walk too far. This cemetery is in the forest just now. But because it is far away from the town and the road leading here is not very obvious, even if there are other people who come to the island, it will be difficult to find this place. We can't try to keep going. The more we walk around, the longer we will be lost."

"Just have to wait? I have something important to do tonight."

Xia De sighed softly. Although the space here was confusing, the flow of time was not wrong. It was now half past four. Although he said that he might be late, he must show up before half past six at least.

"I can't do anything. Even if a ring sorcerer whose core spiritual rune is space uses space perception magic, he can't find a way to leave."

The pharmacist said, and she and Shade looked towards the cemetery in the fog:

"Let's take a break first. We've already encountered enough accidents on this island. Who knows what will happen next?"

"It's the only way."

As he spoke, Shad reached into his pocket again. He didn't dare to light a fire here rashly, so he didn't take out the tent and the firewood. He just took out a tablecloth and spread it on the ground, gave the pharmacist a cushion, and invited her to sit down with him.

"Thank you, that's very thoughtful."

The sorceress raised her eyebrows, thanked him softly, and then treated Shade better. Shade actually wanted to talk to the pharmacist about the island, but after the sorceress sat down, she closed her eyes and meditated first.

"Is there a way to leave? Like using a space stabilization aura."

He then looked at the fog and asked in his heart. After waiting for a moment, "she" whispered:

We can only wait. The spatial structure of this island is very strange, which can be regarded as a natural phenomenon.

Xia De sighed and looked at the tombstone standing beside him.

Russell Enmiller (1500-1563)

An excellent blacksmith and an excellent father.

The content on the tombstone was very brief, and there was no photo on it because the person lived too long ago. Xia De had only taken a casual look at it, but he did not expect that when he looked away from the tombstone, a floating soul actually appeared above it.

It was an old man who looked to be in his sixties, leaning on a cane, and his spirit was in a cloud-like form below the waist. It was not an evil spirit, and had no ill will towards Shade, but it appeared so clearly.

"What's going on?"

He suddenly became alert.

"Don't do anything unnecessary during the period of heavy fog and loss of direction. During this period, you may encounter some strange things."

The pharmacist opened her eyes and warned, glancing at the soul:

"It is most common to meet a wandering soul. If you are interested, you can talk to him for a few words. He may be willing to give you some gifts or information. Of course, you cannot guess the thoughts of the soul with normal thinking."

"Why haven't I heard of such things happening on the island from other places?"

"Because this kind of thing is very rare, it is also a feature of this island... Haven't you encountered enough rare things today?"

What she said made sense, so Shade asked the soul on the blacksmith's tombstone with interest:

"Hello, do you need help?"

The soul paid no attention to him, so Shade said again:

"Hello, I want to buy a kitchen knife from you."

The soul still didn't speak, and the pharmacist beside him sighed:

"Most of these souls who have stayed here for unknown reasons have their own secrets. But it is quite difficult to know how to trigger their conversations. Most soul-related magic and spells are ineffective against them. They are protected by this island."

Although she said so, Shade still tried his magic "Guide Death". The magic that should have seen the soul's memory, this time saw a blank. But the void is not completely empty. Before the magic effect ended, Shade saw a key deep in the soul.

"I've already told you that the magic of peeping into the soul has no effect on it."

The pharmacist's voice reached his ears, and Xia De looked at his hands in surprise.

"Speaking of which, the art of directing death..."

This magic was provided by the priest Augustus and was a very ancient death magic. Shade chose it at the time because it matched the intention of the "ghost moon" represented by the silver moon. Later, it was proved that this magic was very suitable for Shade. Although it could not allow him to see the secrets of the soul directly like the chosen one of death, Joe Yin Barton, and the blind nun, it was practical enough.

After the decisive battle with Joeyne Barton on the waters leading to the end, the effect of his death magic was greatly enhanced. Coupled with the power of the "Angel of Death" contained in the "Witch Detection Badge" hanging on his chest, the effect of magic guiding death, in theory, has exceeded the scope of normal magic.

This is probably why Shad can actually see the secrets of the soul.

"But what does a key mean? Do I need a key to get the secret from him? Or... "

Xia De thought in surprise and motioned the sorceress to be quiet:

"I think I know what to say."

"are you sure?"

The pharmacist asked suspiciously, but Shade had already spoken:

"Blacksmith, I need to make a key."

The brown-haired lady blinked, and then the blacksmith actually spoke:

"Please give me the materials: bones without feet, the blood of the lord, flawless amethyst, flawless obsidian, the skeleton teeth of the lord's wife, and the memory of the newborn."

Xia De listened quietly, while the pharmacist stood up directly:

"Mr. Watson, can you see the secrets of his soul?"

"I just saw the shadow of a key."

Xia De said, and asked her in surprise:

"What are you so excited about?"

"You know, since these souls residing in the fog are protected by this island, it means they are closely connected to this island. If you know their secrets, you may be able to know the secrets hidden by Edwards."

"I'm not interested in Edwards' secrets or elixir of life. I just want to know how many people are left in the Edwards family."

Xia De emphasized again, regardless of the pharmacist's excitement at the moment:

"But since we have come across it, we can still consider it. If there are no foot bones, fish bones will do; the blood of the lord should refer to the blood of the Edwards family members; flawless amethyst and obsidian are easy to understand, but this key is really expensive; finally, the skeleton teeth and memory of the lord's wife, this is difficult. For the former, I think it must be the teeth of a woman who has been confirmed to have become the lord's wife; for the latter, is it to extract the memory of a corpse? Or is it something else?"

He thought about it for a moment and said to the pharmacist:

"If we want the key, we have to at least dig up the cemetery. So obviously, we may not be able to get the key he made this time. Even if we find the materials later, it will be difficult for us to try our luck to come back here during the fog and then try our luck to see the ghost appear again. Unless we stay in the cemetery when the island is normal, and then look forward to encountering the current situation again, but this will take a long time."

The sorceress also understood what Shade said. The excitement on her face disappeared. She nodded disappointedly and sat down on the tablecloth again, watching Shade try to communicate more with the blacksmith's soul.