I founded Tantric Buddhism in London

It was night, and thick black clouds swept across the sky. The waning and gibbous moon was completely hidden in the darkness, and not a trace of moonlight could leak to the earth.

In an abandoned house in the town of Ilkesmouth, there were still four seats in the dim hall.

However, there were only three black figures sitting on the seats at this time, and no one came to the seat in the corner that represented the Cup Man.

Tap tap tap——

A slight tiptoe sound echoed through the room.

Some kind of rhythm that is difficult for mortals to detect has been transmitted back and forth in the room through this sound.

Melanie: "Strange, why hasn't Khalsa shown up yet? Although he is naughty by nature, he didn't even miss the meeting?"

Melanie: "Have you seen Khalsa today?"

Lido: "I didn't. I have been searching abandoned houses in the town today, trying to find the hidden library."

John: "Neither did I. I still tried to pry out information from Sebastian today. I found out that the Michaelis family, the owners of the Gowell Hotel, have always been from the town of Ilkesmouth. The guardians of the sea. Legend has it that the Michaelis family is protected by the goddess of the sea. I suspect that they are also believers of the twins of the sea."

John: "And it is said that the previous head of the family, the boy's father and mother, have disappeared for no reason. I suspect that they died in the attack eighteen years ago, but I don't know why the Gowell Hotel only announced that they were missing instead of dead... …I think there may be something hidden in it, and it’s possible that this couple is hiding in the dark and quietly guarding the town.”

Lido: "Sister Melanie, I think something happened to Khalsa..."

Melanie: "Well, I don't rule out this possibility. According to my speculation, Khalsa will definitely not abide by my advice last night, and will definitely continue to find those mortals during the day to spread the desire of the Cup - eh, that's what the Cup people are like, He always disobeys restraints and disciplines and always indulges in indulgence.”

Melanie: "This town still hides a lot of secrets. Khalsa dares to run around like this. Maybe it has angered the Michaelis family of the Gowell Hotel. They obviously also have the power of secret transmission. , it is very likely that he is also a believer in the Twins of the Sea as John said...

Perhaps Khalsa has been brutally murdered by them, or perhaps it is the couple who were the previous head of the family as John speculated...

No, we have to report this situation to the Order immediately! "

John: "I agree, but there are only three of us now, and we can no longer form a crossroads square. Can we still continue to deliver messages to the Order?"

Melanie: "The crossroad square formation is only an auxiliary, not a real ritual formation. The key lies in the human skin drum. As long as we can provide sufficient telepathic power, we can still continue to carry the rhythm of words out with the ocean. "

So today's night meeting of the Crossroads Order's expedition team ended hastily due to the absence of Khalsa the Cup Man, and the only three remaining believers headed for the coast together in the night.

Because the intelligence collected by John mentioned that the Michaelis family might also be believers of the Sea Twins, the three believers made a special trip to a more distant coast to avoid the rhythm of the human skin drum being intercepted by the Gowell Hotel.

However, when they were about to pass through a withered forest somewhere, John Watson, who also practiced swordsmanship and had five senses as sharp as blades, suddenly twitched his nose a few times and stopped the other two church members vigilantly.

"Wait a minute, something's wrong!"

He turned his nose forward and left and right, then took a few deep breaths, then frowned slightly, with a solemn expression between his eyebrows, and said solemnly: "This sea breeze is mixed with a strong smell of blood... and this excessive amount of The sweet and greasy taste is definitely not an ordinary murder, it must be served to at least ten people...or one cup person!"

After receiving the content of John Watson's words, Melanie and Lido immediately looked at each other, and Lido, who could not hide his thoughts, screamed out in surprise.

“Is it Khalsa?!!”

John Watson just shook his head slowly, "I don't know, I'm not so familiar with the smell of Khalsa. The only thing I can be sure of is that there must be more than two digits of mortal corpses or one person in that forest." Otherwise, it would be impossible for the body of the Cup Man to reveal such a rich, sweet smell of blood in such a freezing cold weather.”

"Sister Melanie, what do you think? Should we move on to check the source of the bloody smell, or should we bypass the woods and go in another direction?"

After all, Melanie is a esoteric cultist who has already experienced the second-level light sign. Although she was also surprised by what John said, at least her face did not reveal any trace of panic or surprise.

After receiving John's actions and words, she nodded slightly with satisfaction. He also knew how to consult her opinion, and seemed to agree with her as the team leader appointed by the sect.

At this moment, Melanie was silently reciting the irrational poem in her heart, and the light in her skull that had transformed into a lamp suddenly burst out, and the brilliance of reason almost leaked from her eyes.

After she pondered for a moment, she commanded in walking words: "Keep moving forward, but at the same time be prepared for battle. If the body in the forest ahead is indeed Khalsa, then we will investigate the scene and see if we can find it. It’s better to reveal the clues about the murderer when reporting the situation to the cult.”

The other two church members immediately tapped their toes to confirm.

So the three of them walked together in the withered forest in front of them. In such a dark and lightless environment, ordinary people who tried their best to look forward could only vaguely see twisted and withered small trees, as if they had been burned by fierce flames. The dead are screaming silently.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew along the sea. The three crossroad esoteric cultists who were about to step into the dry forest immediately smelled the strong sweet smell that came with the wind. The sweet and greasy smell was as if they were walking into blood. Cake baking workshop.

As the three of them stepped into the forest, there were immediately strange flapping and chirping sounds in the shadows of the forest, as if this dead wood forest that had not been visited for a long time was also disturbed by the suddenness of the three of them. Awakened by visit.

Although the ground under her feet was flat and hard, with no dents or cracks, Melanie kept the light in her skull bright throughout the whole process, allowing her eyes to penetrate the darkness of thick shadows, enough to be clear even in a lightless environment. See things.

Then, the female secret cultist of the Cross Road Order saw the revolver that fell to the ground.

That was the standard firearm distributed by the sect for this operation, and there were two pools of dried dark red blood scattered near the firearm!

At this moment, a large group of insects that should have fallen into winter slumber are lying around the blood stains. They are greedily sucking up the sweet and fragrant blood that has been immersed in the soil, even if they are carving the hard frozen soil into pieces and swallowing them. You must not waste this delicious nutrition that fell from the sky!

Some of the bugs that woke up early to absorb sufficient nutrients had their bodies already fat and swollen like round balls of flesh, and their thin and slender legs were obviously unable to support the huge weight.

After they had finished feeding on the dark red frozen soil in front of them, they could only move towards the next pool of blood in a rolling posture, crushing a few more desperate fellow competitors along the way.

Melanie's eyes were so intense that it only took her a second to immediately identify the situation at the scene.

It was obvious that the remaining bloodstains on the ground belonged to two people with different identities, and both of them were secret believers with secret power. This was why the blood was tainted with the strange fragrance of the insect-catching soul.

As for the esoteric believers who meet these characteristics, they are most likely to have the heart, cup, casting, blade and moth aspects!