Chapter 784: Historical memory

Chapter 784: Historical memory

Originally, the atmosphere of this town was already stunned and chilling. Heather Anna said that it was a sigh of relief for everyone. Nangong 38 immediately held a small handkerchief on the stairway to aim at it: "Are you sure?" Why didn’t I feel it?”

Vivienne throws out a small bat to check the movement on the second floor. The bat flutters and sways on it. Vivian shakes her head: "No one above, no ghosts."

"Hey, I’m a little bit confused now." Hao Ren licked his arm and picked it up. He had experienced many things that were a hundred times more dangerous than this, but sometimes it’s not dangerous to be scared. The atmosphere of this town is not the same. And the weirdness makes people feel creepy. When they first came in, they didn't feel much, but with the longer time spent here, Hao Ren felt that his heart was getting less and less practical. Everything here is exuding an inexplicable atmosphere, not only the flame floating in the fire pond, but also something in the air that cannot be seen or touched.

Probably the ubiquitous spirit is a goose bump.

"Check this room first," Vivienne slowly emerged with more bats. She began to command the sentinels to go to every corner of the mansion to investigate the situation. "There is a high possibility that the wizards have been hiding here."

"Then I will first become a human form. Then the passage of this old house is too narrow, and the tail can't be opened." Nangong gestured to Hao Ren in May, "Give me clothes."

The team dispersed and went to check the situation of the abandoned house. Hao Ren and Wei Wei'an were on the second floor of the house.

The interior of this mansion is very complicated, although it has not been found to be magnificent when viewed from the outside, but the interior still has the complex structure that the aristocrats of that time liked. The entire house consists of a long house and two small buildings on both sides. Most of the building materials are thick wooden boards. The first floor of the long house is the hall and several compartments for the servants and the animals to rest, while the second floor of the long house has straight corridors and many rooms, which should be the place where the lord and his family live. The entire house is lit with lights everywhere. On those dark wall panels, an oil lamp hangs every few meters, and the oil lamps all have the same dryness. The lights float a few millimeters above the luminaire in the absence of fuel, and the commonality is that there is no temperature.

Hao Ren and Wei Wei An slowly explored on the second floor, and the wooden floor made a squeaking sound under their feet, as if they were overwhelmed and ready to collapse. Hao Ren noticed that some of the rooms in the corridor were covered with thick carpets. The carpets were stained with a layer of gray-black as well as the surrounding objects, but in these dark colors, the original gorgeous patterns were still faintly visible.

Vivian bent over and looked at the lines on the carpet, revealing a look of nostalgia: "It looks like a high-end goods from Italy. Nobility... even aristocrats in such a remote town, use this kind of A degree of luxury. Such a blanket should be enough for a civilian in a family of five to spend half a year."

“There is also gray everywhere,” Hao Ren touched the ash while pushing the other door next to it. “It’s inside the house, but the dust is as serious as the outside. It’s unusual to see the gray. ... I am afraid it is also an unnatural product."

Behind the door is a room that is not too big, and the decoration is not gorgeous, it does not look like a place where the lord or aristocratic relatives live. Vivian looked at the furnishings in the room and made inferences based on his understanding of that era: "It should be a housekeeper, a consultant, or a similar high-level servant. This high-level servant is in charge of all the affairs of the nobility's family, and Following her own loyalty to the family, hereditary and servant, so qualified to live in such a close place with the owner. But they do not have a noble title. So some limited identity decorations are not allowed to use."

Hao Ren nodded slightly, and when he walked into the house, he said, "I feel like you are quite comfortable with this atmosphere. I feel the back hairs."

"I didn't feel it," Vivian laughed. "I used to live in the graves, and the blood family, it is normal to deal with these things."

The room is also full of soot, an oak bed is placed in the southeast corner of the house, and the high-grade bedding on the bed has been rotted. Next to the bed is a writing desk with drawers, and old tattered writing instruments and pieces like paper can be seen on the table. On the other side of the room is a small heater. The stove is quietly burning with an unnatural flame without temperature. There is an old rocking chair in front of the stove. There are several pieces of rags hanging from the rocking chair.

Hao Ren looked at this scene. It seems that there has been a scene in this room: the warm little flames burned quietly in the stove, illuminating the small room. An old housekeeper returned to the house after completing the work that the owner had explained, sitting in his favorite rocking chair and resting on a blanket. The fire reflected on his face, casting a shadow on the wrinkled face of the old housekeeper. Then the butler suddenly remembered something, stood up and went to the writing desk, wrote something on a piece of parchment, and the parchment was taken by him in the second drawer under the table...

Hao Ren suddenly shook his head and recovered. He felt that his heartbeat was a few quick beats. The illusion that I didn't know was imagined or appeared in front of my eyes still did not completely subside. He squinted at the old rocking chair in the middle of the room. At that moment, he seemed to really see a wrinkled old butler sitting on it, and even what happened after that was clearly printed as if you saw it with your own eyes. In my own mind. For a moment, the boundaries between reality and emptiness seemed to be shaken. Hao Ren felt that his consciousness was drawn from the current waste of time and space and fell into a memory hundreds of years ago. Vivian immediately noticed his fault: "Haul, what happened?"

"I seem to see something, but it's not the same way that Lily sees," Hao Ren said as he subconsciously came to the desk next to the bed, hanging a second drawer under the table. Rust dead hook, "I seem to see a whole paragraph of memory..."

As he spoke, he squeezed the hook on the drawer and opened the drawer. He saw a lot of parchment being thrown into it.

There are some severely weathered pieces around the parchment. It should be that ordinary paper fails to resist the erosion of time and turns into slag, but the parchment is basically preserved. He carefully took out the already fragile pieces of paper and put them on the table, and pulled out the data terminal: "Scan it, increase the contrast, and look at the flaws written on it."

The terminal slammed into the sky and scanned it. A blue light hit the paper from its lower part, and the holographic projection above it showed the parsed text. Some of these writings have completely disappeared, and the technical means cannot be restored, but other handwriting can still be seen. It is something like a diary:

"...Hammerwen's suspiciousness and violentness are intensifying. He is convinced of the superstitions circulating among the civilians, and even actively spreads them... I watched him grow up, but I didn't understand him, since I started. After Karina was sick, he was like... maybe the 'scholar' was suspicious, but Hemerwin’s trust in him was overwhelming, and the scholar touched the cross with his hand... I better write it down, but Who do you want to write to it? I hope that these things don’t have to be circulated in the future..."

After deciphering the contents of the paper, Hao Ren put other parchment in front of the terminal and arranged the order of all the texts. He found that the things recorded on the paper were more important than imagined: it seems Unlock the secrets of this town.

"...what is the scholar? I can't find his source, but he has solid and credible evidence that he is not evil. He touched the cross and cleaned his teeth with clean salt. I am afraid of the spices I added in the fireplace. Maybe he has noticed my temptations, so I am very calm to take the initiative to show these qualities... but the doubts are still lingering. The rumors in the town have not decreased, and they have become more and more intense. The witch expelled from these days was found dead near the river beach this morning. She seemed to want to steal a piece of clothing, but still did not insist that the sun rose, her magic did not work?

"...the witch's body was burned. The signs of the black magic are undoubted. I should probably regret it. I even suspected that she was an innocent girl. But when the fire rose, I only felt the incomparable fear, the witch. The corpse had a violent tremor at the moment of ignition, and then there was a huge smoke in the flame. It was a terrible sight. The ash spilled from the smoke covered almost the entire square... The ashes collected were more than three adulthoods. The man’s weight is even bigger. Some people say that it is the weight of the child that the witch had eaten before. The ashes are purified by the holy water and sprinkled into the bottom of the pit covered with lime...

"... After the witch incident, my doubts about the scholars have not been reduced, because the disease did not end as he said, whether it is to expel the witch or burn the body of the witch, the children in the town are still sick, and the adults are also starting. Weak up...

"...One night, I saw that the scholar stayed in the place where the witch's body was burned. There was no one there, but his mouth was moving, as if he had been talking to someone. I dare not be too close, but vaguely He heard that he mentioned 'the opposite side of the door' and a person named 'King of Blood'... There is no doubt that he and the witch are related." (To be continued)