looked at a bird that resembled a white dove from a distance and was flying with its wings spread, so he concentrated and tried to tell the dove that it was "flying over". But it just moved closer to the airship and flew far away. Jenkins didn't know if his invitation failed, or the invitation was not sent back at all.

　　 Feeling a little cold, I plan to go back to rest. Turning and looking at the deck, he sighed in his heart that it was obviously a flying machine, but what he wanted to do was like a ship with a hot air balloon.

　　 But at least this airship is very beautiful. Jenkins really appreciates the unique mechanical beauty developed by people in this world. They can arrange cold machinery into a shape full of strength, order, and strength.

　　 After greeted the priest, he returned to his cabin and prepared to rest. Looking at the lady's pocket watch to calculate the time, Alexia projected over at about 10 o'clock on time.

　　 As soon as she appeared, she did not greet Jenkins immediately, but looked at the surrounding environment with interest, her eyes gleaming with excitement.

　　 "This is awesome!"

　　 "I think you mean it's great to see me, not to see the airship is great."

　　 Jenkins said, Alexia didn't care about his obvious emotional words.

　　 "Speaking of which, about when will you be able to reach Bel Dylan?"

　　 She sat on the small bed aside and asked. This made the chocolate lying on the pillow squinting and resting a little dissatisfied. It hated sharing the bed with people other than Jenkins.

　　 "About three days, because they are not sure whether they will encounter extreme weather, neither the captain nor the priest can give a definite date."

　　 Jenkins replied, and then he lifted the thermos beside the desk and poured a glass of water for Alexia. After the latter took it, he squeezed it and put it on the table.

　　 "Are you back to the manor too?"

　　 Jenkins asked again, sitting on the chair in front of the desk.

"We arrived around 7 o'clock in the evening. Dolores said she was not used to the manor without you and chocolate, so she recently planned to move from outside the city to the city, which is the small one she lent me before. house."

　　 "Small house? Do you call that small house?"

　　 Even the home of Nolan’s Marquis Mihel is not bigger than that building.

　　 "This is what Dolores said. I will move with her. There are still many things to be busy recently. Although living outside the city is a good environment, it is troublesome to go back and forth every day."

　　 "You must be careful when I am away. If you have trouble, remember to come to me at any time."

　　 He told, Alexia nodded, then stood up and kissed his forehead:

　　 "Then I will go back, remember to dream of me tonight."

　　 she asked.

　　 "If I hadn't dreamed of a black cat, I would have dreamed of you."

　　 Jenkins touched his forehead and said.

　　 Maybe it's because Jenkins mentioned that the airship might be accidental due to the weather, maybe because his luck was really bad, and Jenkins woke up in a violent turbulence on the morning of the second day of departure.

　　 He brought the sleepy cat to the outside corridor, only to know that the airship encountered an air current, but this is normal, and Jenkins does not need to worry.

Things did not get better because the priest did not need to worry. All morning, no one in the airship was allowed to go to the deck, and when it came time for lunch, the whole pot of broth was all caused by the sudden bumps. Fell to the floor.

　　 About three o'clock in the afternoon, the airship was forced to land. The nearby cumulonimbus cloud layer is unusually thick, and it will never end well if it continues to fly.

　　 Not all cities and towns have suitable terrain for landing by airships, which is why Ruen spent so much manpower and material resources in building the buildings in the mountains. The airship that made an emergency landing originally landed with the belief that the safety of the passengers is the first priority and that the airship can be damaged, but their luck was very good. After descending to a certain height, they saw the lake sitting on the edge of the town in the drizzle.

　　 The airship landed in the direction of the lake, and finally stopped safely on the lake.

　　 Jenkins is now very sure that the airship is not only built in the shape of a ship, but also has the function of a ship.

　　 Although it was bumpy for a while during the crash landing, fortunately, there was no danger in the end. After the crash landing, everyone in the airship gathered together. After confirming that only a few hapless guys were injured by the falling furniture, he was relieved.

　　 And such a floating airship descends from the sky, the local church will certainly not fail to see it. Not long after, three men in black robes walked out of the forest, looking at the airship from a distance. After seeing the conspicuous sage sacred emblem on the side of the airship, he immediately waved his hand to greet the people on the deck.

Chapter 1464 Chapter 1441: Black Town

Without moving out the spare folding wooden ladder in the warehouse, Jenkins took the lead to jump from the deck to the lake surface. When his feet touched the water surface, a thin layer of ice appeared on the bottom of his feet and quickly extended to the shore, just a few minutes. A breath of effort formed an ice path connecting the airship to the shore.

　　 Father Follett also jumped off the airship neatly. Behind him, Captain Zuo, who was in charge of this security, led the team members to prepare ropes for disembarkation.

"Your ability to freeze ice is really great. It only depends on the degree of refinement. Most of the gifters who manipulate frost are definitely not better than yours... If I remember correctly, the ancestors of the royal family of Stuart are rumored to be famous. For the gifted person who is good at this, it seems that you have really learned something during your time in Luen."

　　 He gave Jenkins a small compliment. After all the members of the guards came down, he surrounded Jenkins to the shore.

　　 The men waiting on the shore are the gravekeepers of the local [Death and End Church]. Although they are all gifters, they are not very high-level.

The lake where the airship landed is located at the edge of the forest. The only human settlement nearby is the small town of Black where the church is located. This is a very small town, so that there is only [Death and the Church of the End] in the town, so the group wanted to contact Berdyran to explain the current situation and use some extraordinary means.

　　 Although there is no church of sages in the local area, the tomb-keepers know the meaning of the airship, and they don’t mind to entertain a group of people to rest in the town for a few nights.

　　 The airship needed to be inspected and repaired again after its forced landing, and the current weather is obviously not suitable for taking off again, so in addition to the necessary guards, workers and clergy left behind, most people followed the tombkeeper to the town.

　　 Jenkins was of course in the team. When he walked through the forest, he was still thinking about the place of Black Town. Until he came to the church, he didn't know that it was still in the Kingdom of Hampawo, but it was already close to the border. To be more precise, this is the northward branch of the towering Seebeck Mountain System. After climbing the mountains in the south of the forest, it is already the land of Fedictelli.

　　 The town is very small and the church is very small, but the old bishop is still very enthusiastic to entertain these heretics. The flying airships are usually carried out for important tasks, so he did not inquire about the destination of the group, but greeted the two priests in the church and a nun who was older than him, and arranged the rooms for everyone. .

　　 "If the weather is right, we can set off again the day after tomorrow. Thank you for your hospitality."

　　Fr. Flatt, who is in charge of the **** mission, is responsible for talking with the priest of the Grim Reaper Church. After confirming the current location, he thanked the old priest for his hospitality.

　　 The old priest smiled and told the group that such remote towns rarely have so many gifted people from the Orthodox Church. If necessary, they can stay for a few more days. Most of the church houses are vacant. Such a town does not need too many clergy.

　　 When the mess was done and Jenkins was assigned to his room, it was already sunset. People in the small town eat early, so everyone sits on the table before dark.

　　 The old bishop with rich life experience saw the unusualness of this young man. After all, he was the only one with a cat, and whoever spoke to him was respectful.

He didn’t point this out, nor asked Jenkins’ identity. He just told him that although the town is small, it has all kinds of facilities. I bought a good product.

　　 That evening, Father Follett finally contacted the Holy See of Beldiran through a ceremony and explained the problems encountered by the group. Although there was no danger when they landed, they were also temporarily trapped here.

　　 The Holy See asked the people about their current location and told them that the nearest church of the sage would have to walk on foot for at least a week, during which time they would have to cross the dangerous jungle. So they can only stay in the town temporarily, waiting for the airship to check out and set off again.

　　"Berdylan said that if you have other requirements, we can also change the itinerary and continue the journey by train."

　　Fr Flatter told Jenkins.

　　 "No, I have no other requirements. Let's stay here for two days. I think the weather will get better soon."

　　 The sky on Sunday morning did not clear up as Jenkins expected, but at least the weather did not get worse.

　　 Pushing open the window, there is a unique smell of earth in the air of the country town in the drizzle. It is near the forest, and the air is exceptionally good, which is the opposite of Nolan, who is thousands of miles away.

　　 The inspection of the airship went smoothly, but it must be impossible to set off again today. Bored in the church, Jenkins decided to take his cat to the town to experience the exotic town.

　　Fr Flatter wanted to arrange for some people to follow Jenkins, but Jenkins said that most of the guards arranged by the Holy See could not beat him.

　　 "Although this is too much to say, it is true after all. What I say is also a holy son. If you need someone to protect your safety even when you travel, isn't it a shame for the church?"

　　 At dinner yesterday, the old priest from the Church of the God of Death talked about the history of Blacktown. Although it is remote, the history of the town is quite long. There is sufficient evidence to prove that the town already existed at the beginning of this era, and in some text records of the 16th and 17th eras, there have been vague descriptions of the town, and its history may be able to continue. Trace upward.

　　 But there are no remains near the town, and apart from the ancient forest, there are no specialties or scenery. Near the mountains and forests, the townspeople have their own unique ways of earning a living. Correspondingly, the popularity of steam machinery here is far behind that of big cities like Ruen.

　　 Even in the church, only a few important rooms are equipped with gas lamps, and other rooms are still illuminated by candles and kerosene lamps.

　　 It seems to be independent of this hot era, but it’s not bad to come to this kind of life. At least the townsfolk don’t have to worry about it for a long time like the people living in Nolan.

　　 The town area is not large, because it is raining Jenkins does not plan to enter the forest alone. After leaving the church, he walked along the street for a while, saw the sign of the bookstore, and walked in with chocolate.

Chapter 1465 Chapter 1442 The Ghoul in the Cemetery

The owner of 　　 bookstore is an old lady with gray hair. She wears reading glasses and sits on a rocking chair next to the counter. She has a basket with wool on her legs, and two slender wooden knitted sweaters controlled by two hands.

　　 Hearing the store door being pushed open, he only slowly raised his head and glanced up. After confirming that the stranger came in, he didn't say anything or even welcomed the guests. Instead, he continued to bow his head and knit a sweater with red wool.

　　 Jenkins did not speak when he saw it, and quietly walked to the middle of the bookshelf to find suitable reading materials.

　　 The books on the shelf seem to be as old as the old woman. After checking them one by one, Jenkins found that most of these books were published 20 years ago. Except for the rural tabloids in the corner and a few legendary novels, this place is like a shabby museum with old books.

　　 "Sorry, is there a book about Detective Knight Biography here?"

　　 Jenkins can only go to the counter and ask the owner.

　　 "There are still some books in the warehouse behind, where you can find them by yourself."

　　 The shopkeeper said without looking up, Jenkins looked around:

"I go by my own?"

　　 He meant that for a stranger like himself, it would be inappropriate to enter someone else’s warehouse alone.

　　 "Should my old lady go to help you find books? Young people are becoming less and less polite nowadays."

　　 She grumbled and complained about Jenkins, but Jenkins could only open the side door and enter the yard. A black hound was raised in the yard behind the bookstore. It was now lying in his den because it was raining.

　　 Hearing the sound of opening the door, he looked up and found that it was a stranger. He immediately got out and roared at Jenkins, but because of the chain tied to his neck, he could not jump over and bit him.

　　 Even without the newly acquired ability, Jenkins knew that this dog thought he was a bad guy. Unlike natural animals that are naturally close to Jenkins, such domestic pets seem to have lost their spirituality.

　　 Jenkins glanced at the roaring dog and walked around the kennel to the warehouse.

　　 The warehouse hasn't been cleaned for a long time, and the ground is covered with dust. Even because Jenkins opened the door so hard that the dust flew into the air and choked him to cough.

　　 The area of ​​this warehouse is far less than the warehouse in the backyard of the old antique shop, but because the old books are piled up in cardboard boxes one by one, the quantity is still a lot.

　　 Jenkins searched with great interest, and actually found the first edition of the first book of "The Detective Knight Biography". But this one has been read many times, whether it is the original owner or he, so I was thinking about finding some other books to spend the boring waiting time in the small town.

Soon after, he found a whole box of "Black Town Secrets". Judging from the book's foreword, this is a third-rate writer born in Black Town. He compiled the rumors and stories of the town into a book and successfully published it. . This is the latest book in this bookstore. The publication date is three months ago. The author even mentioned Jenkins' "A Collection of Stories from Foreigners", stating that he was inspired by Nolan writers to compile the strange legends of the countryside into fairy tales.

　　 But based on the books piled up here, the sales of books are obviously not ideal.

　　 "Just this one, it's interesting."

　　 Jenkins thought about it for a while, then went to the counter to check out.

　　 Having eaten this evening, Jenkins did not go out anymore, but after washing up, he changed into pajamas and went to bed at 8 o'clock. All the lights in the room were extinguished, leaving only the candles on the bedside table. Next to the candles were small snacks and hot tea from the kitchen.

　　 He got into the quilt and raised the pillow, picked up the cat resting beside the pillow, and pulled out the book under it. With a twist of my fingers, I turned over the title page, foreword, and table of contents, and the title of the first story immediately came into view:

　　 "The Ghoul in the Cemetery"

　　 With a smile on his face, he looked at it under the candlelight, and found that this was describing a horror story that happened in the town’s public cemetery that the townspeople had passed on.

Just like the scary stories circulated in most urban cemeteries have very rich backgrounds, the beginning of this story is a poignant and tragic love story, and the result of this love is two corpses full of resentment. He returned to the world shortly after being buried.

　　 "It's not so much a ghoul, this description is more like a living corpse accidentally recovered, belonging to a low-level undead creature."

　　 Jenkins commented, and then reached out and touched the back of the sleeping cat, which squinted her eyes and made a pleasant meow.

　　 Even Jenkins can easily get sleepy while lying on the bed and reading, not to mention the warm bed and dim light, it has improved his sleepiness to the extreme.

　　 Even though the book in my hand is interesting, my eyelids begin to close uncontrollably after yawning. He didn't know when he fell asleep, and when he realized he was asleep, he was already standing in front of the fence of the public cemetery in Blacktown.

　　 The church in the town is next to the cemetery, and Jenkins still passed by today. He turned his head and looked into the distance. In the thin white mist, the church spire was looming in the distance.

　　 It's probably night, but I can't see the stars and the moon above my head. The surroundings are very dim, and the air is filled with a thick white mist of suspicious composition. All of this is somewhat unreal, and Jenkins soon realized that he was dreaming, and it was an unusual dream.

　　 Since possessing the ability of [Dream Soul from the Body], the frequency of his dreams has dropped drastically. And once you encounter a dream that you can clearly realize that it is a dream, then it is definitely not a normal dream.

　　 "Interesting."

I sniffed my nose and called out my walking stick. I gently stretched out my hand and pushed it. In the harsh squeaking sound, the iron gate of the cemetery was pushed open, and the path made of gravel stretched from the foot to the depths of the cemetery. At the end of the thick fog.

He stepped forward and approached the dense fog. The highly tense spirit felt the spirit of life in the cemetery, but there seemed to be no living creatures here, not even weeds or ants, all he could feel was The power of two groups of dead spirits that completely contradict life.

　　 "Is it really a dream? Doesn't it have anything to do with the book I just read?"

The deeper you go into the cemetery, the more you can feel the surroundings. There are good reasons to believe that this cemetery has been given the ritual effect of [Fear Aura], and the cold air is very much like a high-level undead ritual launching to the environment. The undesirable effect produced. Although I think this is a dream for the time being, this dream is really very real, and the logic is completely self-consistent.

　　 The sound of wind suddenly appeared in his ear, but it was not the wind, but something moving fast around him.

Chapter 1466 The first thousand four hundred and forty-three chapters connected to the past dream

　　 Jenkins stopped, and suddenly turned around and lifted his cane to draw the air in front of him. Under the action of the huge force, the walking stick made a screaming sound, and the broken fog revealed the female body in the white wedding dress hidden behind.

　　 The corpse wore a veil, making Jenkins unable to see her face clearly. She stood on her tiptoes as if being pulled up in the sky by a rope, her hands stretched out stiffly, her black nails and rotten palms looked very disgusting.

　　 This kind of undead life is obviously unable to pose a threat to Jenkins, but there is still a sense of fear in his heart. This fear is completely contrary to his reason, because he has no reason to fear.

　　 "It's not a ritual [Fear Aura], it's an ability [Fear Aura]. There are gifts nearby."

　　 thought of quickly swinging the cane and slamming the bride's corpse in front of her. She let out a harsh scream, kept her tiptoe posture, and slid back into the thick mist. This scene made Jenkins furry in his heart, but the inexplicable fear of doubt made him a little angry.

　　 With some dissatisfaction, he threw his cane in the air, turned around and wanted to move forward, but bumped into the decomposing corpse clinging to his back.

　　 That was the corpse of a man in a black formal dress, probably the groom in the story. After the two collided, the corpse opened its arms and hugged Jenkins tightly. At the same time, the cold wind blew from the back of the neck, and Jenkins knew that the bride’s corpse was slipping back silently on tiptoes without looking back. .