I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler

It wasn't until Lu Tan mentioned it that Stone and Shia suddenly remembered it.

Since it was Browning's funeral, where was his body?

Even if the soul-calling was true, the method would have to start from his corpse, right?

Why have they been ignoring this?

Stone felt that there might be some extraordinary power interfering and influencing cognition. He stood up and felt as if his brain was bound by something sticky and muddy. The electrical signals in the ravine were difficult to spread, like It felt like someone had slapped me with a sap, and I was in a daze.

Standing still, Stone was convinced that this was the result of the cognitive tampering imposed on him by some extraordinary power being eliminated bit by bit.

It's like the world a person sees after being drunk. Although his eyes understand what it is, his head will have all kinds of thoughts. When he sees familiar people, he can't name them. Instead, he hugs strangers and howls. Cry loudly.

However, this cognitive tampering was about something that seemed so trivial that they didn't notice it at all.

In everyone's understanding, Browning has long been a dead person. It is not important to investigate his body. What is important is to find the Horcrux or legacy left here by Taoist Heming.

But is it really not important?

Browning remained young before his death. The condition of his body now after death and whether there are any secrets hidden are crucial to the advancement of the mission.

But the three people subconsciously ignored Browning's body, and even Browning's children did not notice it.

At first glance, this kind of thing doesn't have much impact, but thinking about it in reverse, using the extraordinary ability to confuse cognition just to cover up Browning's body is indeed a huge problem.

Shia immediately stood up, came to the door, and called the old housekeeper.

"Where is Mr. Browning's body?"

Facing her inquiry, the old housekeeper was stunned.

The expression on the old man's face was erratic, as if he was remembering or thinking.

After waiting for a moment, the old housekeeper suddenly came back to his senses. .

"The master's body is in the coffin in the lobby, how could I forget..."

He seemed to still be complaining about his mistakes.

"Take us to see, Stone, you stay here and watch him."

Shia said.

"no problem."

Stone nodded. Byron must not be left here like this. There must be a chosen one watching him.

Lu Tan and Xia walked towards the hall under the leadership of the old housekeeper. Lu Tian was surprised to find that they had never been to the largest room in the house before. Moreover, this room was right where Lu Tan and Xia started. Come to the side of the room.

It can be said that when they first walked out of the house, they walked in the other direction led by the old housekeeper, and they could see the hall where the coffins were displayed.

Lu Jian had also experienced a lot of cognitive changes in his foreign missions, but this was the first time he had seen this kind of cognitive bias in the general direction caused by a little change in details.

Most of the cognitive changes that Lu Jian has experienced in the past were to directly prevent him from recognizing something, or to be in a time loop and unable to know the truth, or to see monsters as teddy bears, which are all very large-scale visual deceptions. tampering.

In this case, it is easy to feel a sense of dissonance. After all, the gap between reality and what you see is too big. In order to make up for one lie, you need a thousand lies, which will eventually lead to cognitive bias and the detection of fraud.

But what Lu Tiao and the others encountered now in the Rainstorm Villa was a very small misunderstanding.

This kind of misdirection does not even require the help of extraordinary power, but only a certain amount of visual and verbal deception.

The further he walked towards the hall, the more Lu Tiao felt the throbbing that something was about to be revealed.

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It's like the first few dozen minutes before the results of the college entrance examination are released. When you take the exam, there are several multiple-choice questions with uncertain choices. There is always a feeling that something big is coming.

Turning the corner, Lu Tiao saw the door of the hall. He walked in and saw a coffin.

The coffin was pure black, tightly fitted, and closed tightly. The hall was decorated like a mourning hall, with Browning's portrait hung on it.

This photo was probably taken before. Browning in it really looks like an old man in his seventies or eighties, with a serious expression. The red candles are swaying, making the hall look dim. Under the candlelight, those shadows behind them always make people feel... It feels like there is something, elusive.

Lu Tan came to the coffin. At first glance, there was no problem here, but when he thought about it carefully, there were all problems.

“It’s impossible for these candles to last for so many days without someone replacing them.”

Shia pointed out the doubt.

Even the old housekeeper has forgotten the existence of this mourning hall. Naturally, no other servants will come to refill the candle. So, what does this candle rely on to keep burning?

Lu Tan carefully watched the burning candles for a while and found that these candles did not consume wax, just like decorations. Only the fire core in the middle was constantly emitting blazing sparks, as if it was frozen in this period of time. Cannot be consumed normally.

Similarly, the tributes placed in front of the spiritual tablets are also fresh, as if they have just been placed.

Sia poked the roasted chicken with her finger and could even feel the temperature.

A bold idea emerged in Sia's mind. She grabbed the shiny chicken legs of the grilled chicken and pulled them off.

"Ah this..."

When the old housekeeper saw this, he originally wanted to stop him, but he hesitated for a moment and did not continue speaking.

I don’t know why, but this kind of disrespectful behavior towards the deceased is normal for Shia.

Moreover, the old housekeeper looked at the armor on Shia's body and felt that he would definitely not be able to defeat her, so he kept his mouth shut.

Sia tore off the chicken leg, put it in front of her nose and smelled it.

The grilled chicken wrapped in honey is oily on the outside, crispy on the outside, and tender and juicy on the inside. When you hold it in your hand, the white flesh is as tempting as a girl's catkins.

Shia took a bite of the chicken leg, and the juice contained in the meat was even more abundant. It spread directly from the lips and teeth, and flowed down the tongue into the throat. It was moderately salty and tasted good.

"delicious."

Shia commented that she gnawed the chicken leg until only the bones were left. Regardless of whether the Browning who was offering it had any objections, she stared at the other chicken leg eagerly.

"In my hometown, the tributes used for worship are eaten in the end. These things bear the incense and can bring good luck and blessings."

Lu Tan explained to the old housekeeper, then he pulled off a wing and started chewing it.

The old housekeeper didn't dare to say anything, and could only watch as Shia and Lu Tan quickly ate up the whole chicken that was offered to them, and were full of wine and food.

The two of them were not idle after eating, studying the coffin.

"We need to examine the remains."

Lu Tan said to the old housekeeper and added another sentence.

"Don't worry, you won't eat it."

He and Siya looked at each other, and then raised the lid of the coffin.

Moving the heavy wood away, the two of them took a look inside.

There was no body in the coffin.