Hao Ren didn't know what had happened in this town, but there was only one thing he was sure of: it was definitely not a good thing.
The ghosts wandering in this town are enough to prove the final fate of the residents of the town. They have obviously died long ago, at least what happened hundreds of years ago. However, these large numbers of ghosts are just the accumulation of "memories", these empty memories.
There is no trace of souls in the echo. Where are these souls?
At this time, Nangong Sanba became the only master of necromancy in the team. Although his combat effectiveness was not good, in his century-long career as a demon hunter, he dealt most with various ghosts: "Human souls dissipate very quickly.
, it is generally impossible to preserve it for hundreds of years. However, the structure of the spiritual body in this space is more stable than the outside world, so it is possible to preserve the soul for a long time. There are only two explanations for the surrounding 'echoes', either the souls of the townspeople are still imprisoned in
Somewhere in the town, the leaked soul energy produced various phantoms. Either these people suffered great torture before death or were controlled by necromancy after death, so their memories were forcibly extracted and transformed into...
It has become a phantom on this land that remains to this day.”
A chill ran through his heart, and Hao Ren looked up at the house closest to him. This decaying old house stood quietly in the narrow street, and its dark doors and windows stared like empty evil eyes.
With the shadows of other buildings, the dark, smoke-filled sky hangs down behind the roofs, covering everything as if it is suffocating the whole world. There are such buildings all around, these empty, lifeless houses themselves
It seems to have become some kind of curse, imprisoning the people who once lived on this land.
Nangong Sanba tightened the windbreaker he was wearing and whispered: "This place is full of evil, and very dark things have happened in the past."
Lily was attracted by an old house. She came to this dark old house and gently pushed its heavily rotted wooden door. With an unpleasant creaking sound, the old door opened.
, choked by the ash that spilled from the door beam, Lily coughed repeatedly. She waved her hand to separate the dust in front of her eyes, and raised the "torch" to illuminate the surroundings. She carefully stepped into the building with an atmosphere like a haunted house.
Hao Ren followed him out of curiosity and concern.
The room was dark, and everything was covered with an ominous gray-black color. This gray-black color seemed to be able to absorb light. No matter how close Lily held the flaming claw, it could not illuminate the surface of the furniture. Hao Ren followed.
Stepping into the house behind Lily, he heard the groaning sound of old wooden boards being trampled and deformed under his feet, and with the weak illumination brought by the fire, he could clearly see the simple layout and furnishings inside.
This is obviously a commoner's house, although it is slightly better than the houses on the river bank. But its owner is still not a wealthy family. There are only a few rough wooden furniture in the dark house, and there is a thick pillar in the center of the house.
There were some utensils hanging on iron hooks whose original shape and purpose could not be seen. One of the utensils seemed to be an oil lamp, but the lamp oil inside had long dried up. Walking in this room, there was a strange smell as if something was burning.
People's nostrils drifted into people's nostrils from all directions. Lily had a keen sense of smell. She was so fussy about this strange smell that she frowned: "Ahem...what does this smell like?"
Hesiana followed in, her eyes glowing slightly red in the darkness: "What did you find?"
"It's the same as the previous houses. It's gloomy and weird. There's dust everywhere, and there's a smell in the air, but you can't tell what the owner of this house was doing before it was abandoned." Hao Ren pointed to the things hanging in the center.
The utensils on the pillars and "things used for working were left in the house, including sickles and axes that could be used for self-defense. They were not touched. There were no traces of fighting elsewhere. It seemed that all the houses were in the house."
It was abandoned under very peaceful circumstances.”
"Really," Hesiana muttered, wiping her hands on the low table by the wall, "Ashes... more ashes, I don't like this atmosphere."
Vivian's voice came from the door: "In that era, flames were a symbol of purifying evil, and ashes also had a similar meaning."
"Like a witch trial or something?" Hao Ren said casually. And just as he finished speaking, a fire suddenly lit up in the room!
It was not the fire of the claw blade in Lily's hand. It was a bright light that could illuminate the surroundings. It was the oil lamp hanging on the central pillar that suddenly lit up. Its small light actually illuminated what Lily had done before.
The room that couldn't even be illuminated suddenly became clear.
But the sudden light did not bring any sense of warmth and security to people. Everyone was startled. Lily immediately raised the double blades of ice and fire in a defensive posture, and Hesiana also instantly pulled out of her arms.
He used his own vampire whip, but no enemy appeared. Except for the oil lamp that suddenly came on, the situation here did not change at all.
Hao Ren stepped forward to check the status of the oil lamp, and found that there was still no lamp oil inside: the fire light was floating directly above the lamp, as if the room "remembered" the time when the lamp should be turned on, and then abruptly switched states after that time.
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At this time, Cassandra, who was on guard outside the house, suddenly called into the house: "Mistress! There is something moving!"
Everyone hurriedly ran out, only to see an incredible scene as the entire town was gradually illuminated by lights.
Lights gradually lit up in the uninhabited haunted houses, just like every house turned on lights when night fell. The flickering light came out from behind the gaps in the dark windows. As these lights appeared, the hanging lights on the streets of the town
The big oil lamps on the wooden piles also lit up one after another.
Soon the light filled the entire town, a phenomenon that baffled everyone.
"It seems like this is not just a secret realm... Something like an illusion covers this space. Everything is between reality and illusion." Vivian looked at the end of the road thoughtfully, "Then
Every house lights up."
What she was looking at was the target everyone was heading towards: the gorgeous mansion at the end of the town. If it was correct, it should be where the lord lived.
Hao Ren immediately led the people towards the big house, and Lily quickly followed. When she left the old house where the lights were on first, there were intermittent conversations in her ears:
"...Someone is sick again. This time it's not just children, but also adults."
"...The witch...has been burned to death...The lord should think of a way. The curse left by that witch...has not been lifted yet."
"The lord has not appeared for two months. I heard that he locked himself in a room. Only scholars can see him occasionally..."
"Since the lord's wife...it's getting harder and harder..."
"Shh, don't discuss the lord's wife casually, the guards will hear you."
Lily blinked and jumped up and down to keep up with Hao Ren, who was walking in front: "Landlord, landlord! I heard something again just now!"
During Lily's rambling narration, the group arrived in front of the mansion located at the end of the town.
This is an obviously much more ornate house: although limited by its age and the affluence of this territory, its regulations are far from being called a mansion, but it must have been an impressive house in this small town hundreds of years ago.
A good house that everyone envies. It has an imposing rectangular main house, and at the main entrance is a tall, weird structure like a clock tower. Beside the main entrance, which seemed a bit too high, Hao Ren found a piece that fell to the ground.
Most of the writing on the old brand name has been worn away, and only one word is still vaguely legible: Heimerwin.
This seems to be the name of the owner of the mansion.
"How much glory is ultimately just a handful of dust."
Vivian shook her head and did not take another look at the once gorgeous oak door plate. Instead, she stepped forward and pushed open the main door of the mansion.
As everyone expected, the mansion was lit up like the rest of the town, and the owner of the mansion had sufficient financial resources to light more fuel, so the main house was brightly lit.
Hao Ren took the lead and walked at the front, while Lily guarded him almost every step of the way: when she was not cowardly, she was a competent bodyguard. The others followed Hao Ren and filed into the main room.
There was a large, blazing fire pit in the center of the main room. Although there was no firewood inside, the bright flame was still burning brightly. Hao Ren stepped forward and put his hand over the flame, but did not feel any heat.
He took back his hand: "Sure enough, they are all fake."
"We've already come here," Nangong Sanba looked at Hesiana, "Where are the things left by the wizard?"
Hesiana curled her lips: "Look for it slowly, who made this place so big? Wizards are all talkative guys. God knows what evil intentions the guys who lived here had to create such a scary ghost town...
…Um?"
She stopped suddenly mid-sentence and glanced doubtfully in the direction of the stairs of the main house.
Nangong Sanba also looked over: "What's wrong?"
"Maybe it's an illusion. I actually felt the breath of a living person just now." (To be continued)