The Record of Unusual Creatures

A thick fog is in front of everyone, almost as thick as a wall. ● Hey, Hao Ren stopped in front of the thick fog and looked over at both sides. He found that the fog wall had spread to the end of the horizon and gradually gathered away in far away places.

The dense fog blocked the entire town and there was no road in front.

"This is probably the boundary of the town," Vivian also stopped. She carefully plunged into the thick mist, a strange, slippery and warm touch that came from the fog." The scope of the mystery is limited, and I should not have to go any further."

"Why don't you go? Keep up, keep up." Hemerwen's voice came from the side. He was about to step into the fog, only to find that Hao Ren had stopped in the same place. "Hurry up and hurry." The devil may run away..."

"You can't see such a big fog?" Hao Ren pointed to the fog wall in front. "This should not go anywhere, no matter how you look."

Hemerwen was a bit stunned. He turned his head to look at the borders of the foggy town: "Fog? What fog? Is there a better weather than this? I can see the shadow of the old mill from here."

Everyone suddenly stopped: this "ghost" turned out to be a fog-free blockade of the town's border.

Hao Rengang wants to ask something again. Hemerwen has already lifted his legs and walked into the fog wall, and then a magical scene appeared:

As Hemerther stepped forward, the dense fog around him seemed to slowly retreat as if there was life, and the shadow of the road and vegetation gradually appeared in the chaos of the chaos. These things seemed to be born from the fog. The abrupt appearance appeared and stretched forward along the footsteps of Hai Mowen.

Hao Ren didn't know what was going on, but he was still the arm of Lavi Wei'an: "Everyone keeps up."

The thick fog seems to have no end. It overwhelmingly completely blocked the entire space outside the town. After entering the dense fog, but for a few minutes, everyone can no longer see the direction of the arrival, and can only see the endless fog in all directions constantly rolling over a few meters away from the team. The road extends forward in this extremely limited range. In this chaos, Lily grabbed Hao Ren's sleeves with some anxiety: "The landlord, will we get lost?"

"You can't smell it down yourself?" Vivienne glanced at Lily. "As a dog creature, you are afraid of getting lost, and your talents are all on the spicy bar?"

Lily blinked and licked her nose: "It’s right."

"Nothing," Hao Ren comforted her. "I just left a beacon transmitter at the entrance to the thick fog. Don't let go. Let's send it back."

Nangong looked at Haimowen in front of him in May and licked his brother's sleeve: "Why can a ghost open up a path in thick fog?"

"Because he 'remembers' these," Nangong Sanba frowned. "Although it is not very certain, it seems that the town is composed of two parts: the main body of the town is the real material world, and all the supernatural parts such as the spirit , ash, Hemowen himself, and the dense fog that blocks the town, these parts are derived from 'memory'. The whole town is regarded as a huge consciousness, and the things that remain in it in its memory have become ours. These phenomena in front of us. Because the memory is always unstable, these phenomena are basically supernatural."

Hao Ren looked at Nangong 38 in a puzzled way: "How come you suddenly know so much?"

"I haven't learned anything in the past 100 years. I learned how to deal with the world of ghosts," Nangong Sanba quite proud of his chest. "Werewolf can't beat, **** people can't afford it. If you want to make ends, then only help." People catch and catch ghosts, but I see it for the first time in such a large-scale spiritual field, but no matter how large the scale is, the basic principles are the same. Material, memory, soul, together constitute a supernatural space. Let’s see This is the way it is."

Hao Ren snorted, and the heart said that he did not know how Nangong Sanba was holding his chest. "Wolf can't beat, blood can't afford it."

Under the leadership of Hai Mowen, everyone went deep into the depths of the fog. I didn't know how long it took. Hao Ren noticed that the road under his feet had turned uphill: the team should be climbing a flat little highland. Heather Anna asked impatiently about the temporary guide in front: "Hammer, how far?"

Hemero was shocked by the sound that suddenly sounded behind him. He narrowed his neck and pointed to the front: "Oh, just in front, just in front, I can already see it. That black house is just one. When I wake up, it has turned out to be like this."

Others can't see where the "house" in Haimowen's eyes is, so no one snoring until after a long walk, the upward gentle **** gradually becomes straight, and the team walks over the ramp to an open On the flat ground, they finally saw the so-called "sorcerer hiding place."

A dilapidated old house stands alone on the open ground in front, surrounded by dense fog, which makes it appear more shadowy and sinister. The structure of the big house is very simple. It is divided into two layers. There is no redundant annex except for a small Ma Peng, but it can be judged from the scale that it should have been a building belonging to the rich: at least civilians of that era. It is impossible to live in this kind of regulated house.

Hemerwen shrank a little bit in fear, pointing his finger at the entrance to the big house: "He lives here, almost never getting close."

Hao Ren snorted. After approaching, he looked curiously at the appearance of the house. He found that all the windows of the building had been nailed to the board except the main entrance. Occasionally, a few pieces of rotten window panels were exposed. You can also see the thick old black cloth cover behind. The entire building thus appears to be highly closed, and normal people may never live in such a house.

Vivian looked at Hemerwen and said, "You haven't seen it yet?"

"Go in... I went in once," Hemerwen was a little scared. "There are things that filthy God, and a variety of deviant books piled up a table."

"Now it sounds like you are quite resistant to that 'scholar'," Hao Ren stared at Hai Mowen's expression change. "But according to our investigation, your trust in the 'scholar' is inextricable and almost wants to hire him as a consultant. And you often discuss issues together."

Haimowen stunned, his face quickly revealed a disgusting and uneasy expression: "I was tempted at the time! It was magic, the power of dark magic! The devil's spells washed me, I can't even remember it until now. I did what I was doing during the control. But I am so awake now, I can think of some things that happened at the time... It seems that you are right, the devil is really dead, and the spells he imposes on me fade. It is."

"Maybe," Hao Ren nodded in a perfunctory manner and walked toward the house with Haimowen. "You also come in and need you to continue to be a guide."

Hemerwen resisted a bit, and seemed to be full of jealousy about the house, but after seeing Kassandra and Heather Anna's unreasonable eyes, he was honest and bowed his head to express his cooperation.

"Oh," he said, Hao Ren pushed the dusty door for a long time, and immediately a lot of gray soil fell from the door frame. He stepped back two steps and the limes dispersed, and the first one went in.

Lily was very happy to use the fire again. The moment the weapon appeared out of thin air, Hemerwin snorted in surprise and was poked by Duncan with the hilt of the sword.

The big house is very messy, with large tables and wooden shelves filled with various equipment everywhere. It is gratifying that the objects and books on these tables and shelves are obviously related to the black magic: this is indeed the wizard. Used place.

"The fog doesn't seem to invade this house," Lily sniffed as she looked at the furnishings in the room. Her nose was sensitive to the thick fog outside. She just sneezed several times while outside, now after entering the house. It’s much more comfortable, “and it’s weird, there’s nothing gray here.”

There was thick dust everywhere in the house, but there was no black ash: it seemed that the weird ash was only maintained in the town.

The team began to look at the materials and books that the sorcerer left on the table. Hemmers found no one to pay attention to himself. He sniffed his nose and found a corner to sit down carefully, as if it were a stone statue.

Hao Ren saw a large open book on the big table in the middle of the house. The words on the book attracted his attention:

"The opposite of the gate, distorting the secret knowledge of the kingdom." (To be continued...)