The light of the oil lamp casts outside the door, forming a dividing line between light and darkness.
Lu Li looked at him quietly, his tall and tall figure leaning forward slightly, as if he was about to take a step forward.
The silhouette that suddenly rushed out suddenly passed Lu Li and walked towards the door.
The one who broke the silence was the lame Bourne. His old bark-like face was full of piety, and he approached the door step by step.
Lu Li stretched out his hand to hold him, and said calmly in the name of reason: "It's foggy outside."
"You don't understand anything!"
The lame Bourne broke free from Lu Li, and his aging body suddenly burst out with great strength. He threw away his crutches and rushed into the mist like the most devout and fanatical believer.
Stepping across the boundary between light and darkness, the figure of the crippled Bourne merged into the dark mist, and even the sound of footsteps disappeared.
The streets returned to dead silence.
The black cat was still squatting there, with no fog blocking it.
Whispers surged in the mist, and seemed to surge around Him.
Is He a flowing cat, or an indescribable thing that lures creatures in the strange fog?
"Things in the fog overheard the communication and deceived you." Evil Fall, who was dealing with weird things, said.
"Businessman." Lu Li whispered.
"I have no idea."
The merchant didn't know any more about the strange era than Lu Li did.
"Why doesn't it come in?" Lu Li looked at the "Flowing Cat", but it didn't come in or disappear.
"Things in the fog don't like light, and they still have ancient marks." Evil Fallen replied miserably at this moment.
The walls of the house are covered with ancient seal carvings and paintings, and one or a few of them are lucky enough to be effective.
In other words, houses with false ancient stamps will not be inhabited because they cannot protect people.
After nightfall, half of the houses in Vige Town did not turn on their lights.
Meow~
After a few minutes of confrontation, or waiting for the prey to take the bait, the cat in the fog meowed, got up and disappeared into the narrow street intercepted by the door frame.
The mist has taken over again.
Lu Li stepped forward and prepared to close the door, but Pusius ran behind the door faster than him, raised his two front paws and pushed the door, letting it close slowly.
The outside world is blocked by wooden doors, and the room seems to be a little bright even with oil lamps.
Click.
Lu Li hung up the door latch and retreated to the middle of the house.
The environment of Lame Bourne's room was not good, but just in case, they did not leave in the strange fog, but chose to stay here for one night.
As for his dead people, they were not touched much. Death was very common in the weird era and happened every minute, especially the lame Bourne who rushed out on his own initiative.
Even Pusius said nothing.
"Can the being in the fog understand our conversation?" Lu Li asked.
"Why not? They are stronger than us and smarter than us." The hole on Evil Fall's face cracked, and it was difficult to tell whether it was a mouth or a nose.
Catalina looked at Lu Li: "Did you get what you wanted?"
"Soon."
"Which one is closer to the answer than 'maybe'?" Catalina couldn't learn a lot of knowledge in just a few days of aristocratic life.
"Soon," said the literate Pusius.
Lu Li confirmed that Hillevig's Cat and Flowing Cat were the black cats he and Anna once had, and that when he was Hillevig's Cat, there was a vague shadow of Anna behind him.
But that was twenty-four years ago. After that, all the rumors about the Hilleweg Cat and the Flowing Cat no longer had the breath of Anna, but were just stories about a cat as a god in the Hilleweg Mountains.
I just don’t know if she really doesn’t exist, or if her traces were erased by followers of the Flowing Cat.
"Go to the Flowing Cat Church tomorrow," Lu Li said.
Anna's clue lies in the flowing cat.
Fortunately, Lame Bourne liked Lu Li and wanted to bring more believers to the church, so he told them the address of the church so that they could find it at dawn.
"You can sleep there." Catalina looked around, then looked back at the bed in the corner.
"Need not."
Lu Li pulled out the sofa, took off his long black windbreaker and placed it on the armrest.
Catalina said nothing, turned and walked towards the bed where the clothes were piled up in a mess and gave off a stench that made her disgusted.
A silhouette like a floating mist passed Caterina and lay on the single bed before her.
"Shouldn't you keep us safe?" Katarina narrowed her eyes.
"The weird fog is not one of them." The hole called the mouth on the Evil Fall's face squirmed, and words that humans can understand came out. "We can ignore the ancient marks, and none of us can resist what breaks in the light.
"
"At least tidy up."
Katarina stopped talking nonsense and left the evil depravity and bed that disgusted her.
The fire in the fireplace was burning weakly, and there was not much dry wood left beside it.
Because of what happened before, it is not suitable to go outside to burn firewood. If you use firewood sparingly, you should be able to make it till dawn.
Catalina moved another sofa and placed it very close to the fireplace. She sat in it and felt comfortable.
"Good night Mr. Lu Li, good night Miss Catalina, good night Miss Sister Tou, and good night Mr. Evil." Pusius curled up at Lu Li's feet.
"You want to call me eldest sister." The eldest sister in the hood clenched her fists in protest.
A strange fog surged outside the house, and the looming and strange sounds never disappeared.
Except for Catalina, who had trouble sleeping and was writhing in discomfort, the others who had long been used to it gradually fell asleep.
The firewood was used up faster than expected. There were still two or three hours before dawn, and the last flame in the fireplace disappeared on the cracked and dull charcoal.
The water vapor drifting from the coast on the other side of the Hilleweg Mountains makes the small town of Weg not much warmer than the ice-free port of Wiener. The humidity intensifies the cold. This is the coldest and darkest time of the day.
They felt cold and had to bundle up.
The evil degenerate looked comfortable, he did not hate being dirty, and covered himself with the clothes belonging to the lame Bourne.
Pusius had thick hair and Catalina, who only wore hunter leather armor, asked Lu Li for the spare coat in the suitcase, but Lu Li refused for some reason.
"She knows she won't let you go." Lu Li said softly as he closed his eyes to rest.
"who?"
Catalina didn't get an answer, so she could only huddle on the sofa with her arms folded unhappily and wait for dawn.
The difficult night for Caterina finally passed, the strange fog swept away the darkness, and they left the house.
Lu Li first told the local guard about the death of Lame Bourne, a young man with no armor and only a pitchfork in his hand, and then went to the church where the Flowing Cat Church is located, a two-story building that originally belonged to the mayor.
Believers held mass in the hall on the first floor early in the morning. They did not object to excluding outsiders, but it was still difficult to communicate through words.
"Where can I find Him."
Lu Li asked a believer and received the answer: "Pious people will naturally see Him."
After several useless inquiries, Lu Li finally got a piece of information that was quite credible.
[To this day, the flowing cat still often hangs around the town of Old Nice, unwilling to leave]
