He saw the neatly spaced metal pillar street lights, he saw the metal pipes on the walls that were so dense that they looked like circuits, and he saw the buildings in the distance that were at least five stories high, which Nolan didn’t have. Scenes.

　　 "Is this the town before the last civilization period? It's really spectacular. If the Eighteenth Period can be successfully ended and the steam industry civilization continues to pass, then the city of the 19th Period should be able to see such a scene."

　　 Although the degree of steam industrialization is very high, it is still that remote town. Regardless of the era, Blacktown has always been on the verge of civilization.

　　 The weather is gloomy, as if it is going to rain. Jenkins wants to solve the matter here as soon as possible. He doesn't want to get wet.

"The Man in the Closet" is a story from the perspective of children. Although it is not clear at the end whether there is anyone in the closet, and if there is someone, then who is it, but this does not prevent it from becoming what Jenkins is currently reading. The most bizarre one of the story.

　　 The location of this story is "an ordinary family in the town", but because the protagonist of the story is known of the surname of the young Jason, it is not difficult to find the house.

　　 The house of Jason's family is not in the town, but in the forest outside the town. Although not far from the town, Jenkins could not understand their purpose of living in the forest.

The 　　 house is a complete masonry structure, surrounded by trees and standing in a glade, surrounded by a simple wooden fence. Jenkins stood in front of the fence door hesitantly looking at the rather tall house in front of him, feeling it was like a small castle.

　　 Someone soon noticed his arrival. It was a little boy with yellow hair. After opening the door, he poked his head and looked at the person standing outside:

　　 "Hello sir, are you the new teacher hired by your mother?"

　　 The boy asked politely. The time interval is too long. In this era, the language that Jenkins recognizes is no longer used. He can only translate the meaning of those words with the same feeling.

　　 Jenkins was originally unwilling to lie because it was unnecessary, but he quickly noticed the aura on the boy, so he nodded silently.

　　 If nothing else, the boy in front of him should be the protagonist in "The Man in the Closet". He invited Jenkins into the house without any sense of precaution, and when he led him to the second floor, he introduced that his parents were not home today.

　　 But the boy did not lead Jenkins to the study or dining room with a spacious table, but to his own room.

　　 "Teacher, wait here, I'll get you some hot tea."

　　 said, leaving Jenkins at the door of the room, the boy Jason ran downstairs quickly, and soon couldn't even hear the footsteps.

　　 "Everything is wrong..."

　　 Jenkins, who was standing at the door, did not push the door immediately, but observed the whole house from this position.

　　 There are no servants in such a big house. This was confirmed when I went upstairs just now. More importantly, there are no lamps in the house, not to mention gas lamps, Jenkins didn't even see a candle. Now the lighting of the room is completely based on the gloomy sky outside the window. Once it's night, I'm afraid it will really be out of sight here.

　　 Combined with the strange aura that he saw in the boy just now, he tried to understand the story he had read in the opposite direction, so that most of the things were figured out.

　　 "This is the so-called dark fairy tale, right?"

　　 Pushed the door and walked into the room. Little Jason's room was unremarkable, which fits the look of a 10-year-old boy's bedroom. There was a thin book on the desk facing the bed. Jenkins stepped forward and opened it, and found that it was a picture book for the boy's graffiti, with crayon paintings of distorted and terrible pictures.

　　 What these pictures have in common is that there is a boy with a grin in the corner of each painting. The boy either hid behind the slanted bushes, or just showed his head from behind the brightly colored house.

　　 Jenkins looked at it for a while before returning the picture album to its original position, then turned and looked at the only wardrobe in the room.

　　 In the story recorded in "Secrets of Black Town", this wardrobe is the source of little Jason's fear. Around the closet and this room, little Jason has experienced many horrible and incredible events. From the beginning to the end of the story, the wardrobe was never opened, but at the end it still hinted that everything that happened was not an illusion, and there was something in the wardrobe.

　　 "There is no aura..."

　　 Jenkins thought about walking to the closet, put his hand on the handle and took a deep breath, and then slammed the door open.

Inside 　　 are some hanging boys' clothes, with some trendy smell on the face. He opened the clothes with his hands, and found nothing hidden behind him.

　　 He thought for a while, then tapped the wooden board behind the cabinet with his fingers, but he didn't hear anything wrong.

　　 "This is interesting."

　　 thought in his heart and planned to restore everything to its original state, but at this time, I scanned the clothes and found a shining object at the bottom of the cabinet. After I picked it up, I found that it was a scale, but I couldn't identify which creature it belonged to.

　　 The boy came back soon with the saucer. Compared to the saucer, Little Jason did not look big. But he put the saucer on the table seriously on tiptoe, and then invited Jenkins to sit down and have a cup of tea before starting the class.

　　 "Teacher, did you open my closet just now?"

　　 Little Jason quickly noticed this.

　　 "Yes, after I came in just now, I felt that someone was looking at me in the closet, so I opened it and took a look. Sorry, I shouldn't mess with your things."

　　 He did not understand the language at this point in time, and he was sure that the other party did not understand the lingua franca of the eighteenth century, so this sentence was spoken in Elvish language.

　　 The boy was not surprised at this point, he also used Elvish when he answered, and said naturally:

"For a while, I always felt that someone was looking at me in the closet. At that time, I was really scared. When I slept at night, I only dared to hide it under the quilt, because once my head was exposed, it was like facing the closet. But now Don't worry, there is nothing in it, right?"

　　PS: I have never written about chocolate being sealed. Why did I post so much in the last chapter that chocolate was sealed? I didn't even write that Blacktown had something sealed, what did you see (confused face).

Chapter 1475 Chapter 1452 The Alien Abyssal Man

　　 "Did you not tell your parents about the closet?"

　　 Jenkins asked, glanced at the corner of his mouth when he held up the teacup, and took a sip. The boy now tells the story he saw in "Secrets of Black Town".

"I told my mom, but my mom thought it was my illusion; I told my dad, but my dad was too busy at work to listen to me. But then the feeling of being peeked at did not appear again, I I think it's definitely gone."

　　 Boy Jason replied.

　　 "I want to correct one of your mistakes. There are five kinds of third-person pronouns in Elvish language. When describing the terrible existence under the gods above the mundane, you generally don't use this term."

　　 Jenkins reminded.

"I'm not particularly good at Elvish language, and only the Elf royal family pays particular attention to the use of personal pronouns. In general, Elvish language is used similarly to human languages. There are only three third-person personal pronouns... Do you have the pedigree of the Elf Royal Family? Oh, I’m really sorry, it’s true that there is a problem with my usage. You are really a good teacher.

　　 Little Jason said, he sat on the edge of his bed, put his hands on the bed, his feet in slippers swayed back and forth regularly, with a child’s innocent smile on his face.

　　 "Where did your parents go?"

　　 Jenkins asked casually.

　　 "Go to work."

　　 "But today is Sunday. I think in a remote town like Blacktown, there should be no work that needs to be done on Sunday, right?"

　　 "That is my memory is wrong, they may also go to church."

　　 Little Jason smiled and changed his words.

　　 "Actually, I don't know if today is Sunday, I just said nonsense."

　　 Jenkins also changed his words, put down the tea cup and looked at the slightly turbid liquid surface:

　　 "It seems you are pretty sure that there was something in the closet, so do you know where the things that used to live in your closet have gone?"

　　 "No, sir, I don't know, I have never even seen it."

　　 "Have you never seen it when you looked in the mirror this morning?"

　　 Jenkins asked again.

　　 "Sir, don't you kidding me."

　　 The boy still had a smile on his face, but he changed the subject: "Okay, I think we can start class."

　　 "Sorry, I don't remember the content of today's course, maybe you can remind me."

　　 Jenkins asked.

　　 "Our courses are dreams and consciousness, have you forgotten?"

　　 The boy looked into Jenkins' eyes, and Jenkins looked into the boy's eyes too. Obviously it is human eyes, but what Jenkins sees is pitch black.

　　 The room was quiet for a few seconds.

　　 "If you are waiting for me to faint, I advise you not to have such thoughts. Your sleepy black tea has no effect on me. As for trying to pull me into a dream with extraordinary ability, I am sorry, I am also good at manipulating dreams.

　　 As he stood up, the boy jumped up suddenly, but was knocked to the ground by Jenkins before jumping out of the window.

　　 "Abyss one, right?" (Chapter 553)

　　 He threw the scales he just picked up on the ground:

　　 "I didn't really recognize what it was at first, but you shouldn't have said so much to me."

　　 "Cough, cough~"

　　 The hard and accurate punch just hit Little Jason's chest directly. He is now lying on the floor, coughing uncontrollably against his chest.

　　 "Do you know us?"

"Of course, in the legend, you are a race born out of the concept of fear. After the ancient era messed up the material world, you were banished by the gods to a terrible world outside the material world. Your existence itself is equivalent to permanent residence. "Fear Aura", and can rely on the fear of intelligent creatures to become more powerful. If there are no restrictions, anyone who returns to the abyss of the material world will be a heterogeneous creature that causes regional extinction."

　　Because I have read about this alien species when investigating B-03-01-8383 [The Secret Terror Cup] in the past, Jenkins knows the horror of [Abyss] very well.

"[Abyss] Any adult individual in the race is at least equivalent to a human level 6 gift. But since you only dared to hide in the closet at first to collect emotional energy by scaring children, I think you are entering the material world. At that time, you should have suffered a serious injury, right?"

　　 He asked, reaching out to grab the boy on the ground, but the boy slipped away from Jenkins' fingers directly as black smoke.

　　 "Your shape is not fixed. This is also an important proof that humans and elven scholars believe that you were born from the concept of [fear]."

　　 stood in place and looked around, because there was no light in the house, and the dim light coming in from the windows made it look like a haunted house.

　　 "There are not many rumors and records about the Abyssal Man, but it is generally believed that your most important external supernatural characteristic is to pull people into dreams and the inability to capture the form, but the Abyssal Man also has very obvious characteristics..."

　　 He took out his cane, and his eyes clearly saw the traces of the aura representing the alien species moving in the air.

　　 "You are extremely afraid of light!"

　　 The cane was suddenly lifted and pierced forward, and as the top of the orb burst into light, the white light instantly covered the entire room.

　　 In this light, Jenkins felt his cane pierce something soft. Then he heard a screaming sound coming from in front of him, and the furry fear in his heart almost made him take a step back after throwing off his stick, but he still resisted this abnormal reaction.

　　 After the light disappeared, Jenkins was still the only one standing in the boy's room. It's just that there was a pinch of black dust on the floor in front of him. Jenkins knelt down and twisted a pinch in front of his nose to sniff, then frowned.

　　 These limp dust that can make ordinary people afraid of just sniffing, should be the remains of the corpse of the abyss. This is an important material used to decorate certain ceremonies, but unfortunately he can't bring objects from the past time back to the present.

　　 The fifth page did not appear, and Jenkins did not wake up from the bed in the bedroom. So he walked out of the room and searched the whole house briefly, and then found a dark room in the basement.

　　 The area of ​​the dark room is very large, and it is set up as a terrible ceremonial venue with blood and some smelly things. On the edge of the site are two large and one small three highly decomposed human corpses nestled together, which are the Jason family.

　　 Jenkins found a diary in the pocket of the adult male, which recorded everything that happened here.

　　 There may be a coincidence in this world, but it is only a certain degree of necessity. The strange house standing in the woods is not without reason. In fact, Jason's parents were not good people.

Chapter 1476 The first thousand four hundred and fifty-three

　　 The Jason family moved from a remote city to the remote Black town three years ago. It took them a lot of effort to build this house. The purpose of moving here is not to enjoy the peaceful scenery of the country town, but Jason's parents used rituals illegally, trying to avoid people's eyes to summon "great men with terrorist power" from an unknown space.

　　 did not mention who they wanted to call, and Jenkins even suspected that even Jason and his wife did not know what they believed in. But the ceremony obviously has a big problem. They thought that their attempts had failed as usual, but they did not expect that they had come into contact with the terrifying [Abyssman], who came to the material world through this contact and relied on hiding in The child’s fear was absorbed in the closet and eventually occupied the house.

"If I didn't show up, that [Abyssman] would definitely cause big trouble. I haven't heard of something like this happening in the town of Black, is it because of too long a time, or the local church discovered something wrong in time? Or is it history? Is it my presence that prevented this?"

　　 Jenkins mused, turning to the next page of the diary, and found that there was no content, only a few pages of thread-bound old books were sandwiched between the pages.

　　 "It was here."

　　 He said, holding the book in his left hand and picking up the pages with his right hand. As his eyes opened, he suddenly sat up from the bed in the bedroom again.

　　 "The Abyssal..."

　　 muttered to himself, stacking the paper sheet with "The Man in the Closet" on top of the four stories he had just obtained. Then he called out all the light spots of his abilities, and found that one of the three remaining bubbles was already occupied:

　　【Fear Aura (Yellow Conjuration)】

　　 "Unsurprisingly. But what use is this ability for me? Is this reminding me that as a god, I should be more deterrent?"

　　 He thought so, then touched the strange cat tonight, and left the bed again.

　　 [Fear Aura] is not a rare ability, and the learning ritual for acquiring the ability is not too difficult. Although the required materials are expensive, they are also cheaper than true rare abilities.

It’s just that few human gifters deliberately learn it. This is because the effect of this ability is not only related to their own level and spirituality, but also related to their spiritual strength, and more importantly, the [fear aura] The range of effect of is not under its own control. Once used, it will affect all intelligent creatures in its range.

　　 This is a very serious effect. In the city, it is equivalent to proactively triggering riots. When used in the wild, you must consider the distribution of teammates and even nearby wild animals.

In addition, the fear aura does not have a striking effect and a lethal effect. It is not outstanding among similar abilities. Therefore, few people take the initiative to learn. Generally, they can meet such ability owners, most of which are naturally born evil spirits or lonely ones. The lonely necrologist.

　　 "Anyway, it came for nothing. If there is a better choice in the future, returning to Nolan can let the church find a way to get a bottle of [Stay Water]."

　　 Thinking like this, he pulled his slippers and left the room, walked to the courtyard and then to the main hall of the church. But instead of going out of the main entrance, he walked along the corridor to the side hall. After knocking on the door, he saw the captain of the grave guard who was vigil tonight.

　　 "Williamt? Oh, good evening, may I have something?"

　　 He was one of the two grave guards who "greeted" the group of people on the airship by the lake today, so he still had an impression of Jenkins.

"I want to ask you some questions. It's like this. Has the [Abyss] ever appeared in the local area? Yes, it is that kind of terrible alien. I just had a very bad dream. I was in a semi-god fortune teller I learned divination there, and sometimes my dreams give me some enlightenment."

　　 He said this, perhaps because he moved out of Miss Audrey's name. Although the other party was suspicious, he also believed this argument.

"In a remote place like ours, how could such a terrible alien like the Abyssal Man appear? If I remember correctly, the Abyssal Man has long been driven out by the gods, unable to come into the material world by himself, and can only rely on man-made contact or summoning. It can't happen in Blacktown."

　　 The tomb guard said with certainty.