Chapter 1490 The first thousand four hundred and sixty-seven

Father 　　 invited Jenkins in and talked. The two talked as they walked. He asked Jenkins to describe the treasures he saw again, and then came to a conclusion:

　　 "The devil is back!"

　　 "Demon?"

　　 Jenkins believes that the demons he is referring to must not be just the demons.

"Sorry, this is just what the townspeople said, referring to some kind of strange lifeforms that have appeared before. After I took over the church in Blacktown, I found many appalling events in the church database. These are all previous generations and even Previous generations of clergy experienced and recorded them, but no matter how they do, these records cannot be passed on to the outside world. I think this is probably a kind of curse.

　　 The incident you mentioned is consistent with the legends of the townspeople and the records in the materials. I think this should be the ‘devil’ that appeared 78 years ago. "

　　According to church records, 78 years ago, when an ordinary woodman in the town returned from a certain trip, he brought back a large amount of wealth and became the richest person in the town. He had a better life, but instead of leaving the town, he continued to relieve and help the townspeople, and gradually gained a reputation as a kind person.

In an accident, the priest of the town discovered the inhuman identity of the lucky woodcutter, and then discovered that at least one-third of the townspeople were no longer the original people, and he made up his mind to unite with the rest of the normal townspeople. The weird creatures that usurped people's identities were led to the barn in the small town and burned them all in a fire. "

　　 "I'm afraid I can't kill that strange thing with just a handful of fire?"

　　 Jenkins asks questions.

　　 "This is how the information is recorded, and I can't answer this question."

　　 said the priest, and then called the other three gifters in the church and went out with Jenkins to see the treasures again. After the priest's magical treatment, Jenkins finally saw the hidden aura of the curse. After the truth was revealed, he even clearly saw the evil souls hidden in every gold coin that were ready to take people's bodies.

　　 "How do you feel that in these stories, my true eyes have been useless many times? I couldn't see the last vampire."

　　 He murmured in his heart, and then followed the church team to the homes of the three youths. They were captured at the homes of the young people, and under the crowd of all the townspeople, they were brought to the town square and burned to death.

　　 Although there was some resistance in this process, it did not produce much waves. The glow of the stake in the square illuminates Jenkins's confused face, and the raging fire is burning, licking the unidentified creatures bound on the stake.

　　 The townspeople cheered, and the priest showed a slightly complacent expression on his face. Everything seems normal, but Jenkins is still standing here, which in itself is abnormal. Moreover, it was the first time he heard that the deceit could be burned to death.

　　 "I knew it wouldn't be so easy."

　　 The treasure in that car was buried in the depths of the forest by the priest after the fire. Jenkins borrowed and lived in the church that night, and said goodbye to the people in the church early the next morning, claiming to continue his journey.

　　 He didn't go far, but after changing his appearance in the forest, he re-entered the town. Although the appearance of two outsiders in the town is very noticeable, because the image is too different from the previous one, there is no doubt that he is related to the demon hunter who left in the morning.

　　 This time living in a hotel in the small town, it took a day to travel around every corner of the town. This was done to confirm whether there were any gifts other than the clergy in the town, but in fact Jenkins did not find the gifts, but found other creatures with black auras that usurped the identity of the townspeople. These people did not go to the square last night. The fire, so Jenkins failed to spot them yesterday.

　　 This information was quickly communicated to the church by him through a secret channel, and the incident the night before happened again. When the stake under the night sky was lit up again, and the townspeople began to cheer under the billowing heat, Jenkins, hiding in the crowd, thought of a terrifying possibility.

　　 On the third day, no one entered the forest again, nor did the creatures with black aura in the town reappear. But at night, people still gather together because someone reported that their neighbors showed some inhuman characteristics.

　　 The priest of the church certainly would not easily believe this kind of remarks. He sent someone to take care of the whistleblower and the reported person, and he led the church's transcendents to investigate the reported person's residence.

　　 But as soon as the priest left, the townspeople became agitated. They gathered together, yelling to burn the evil creatures. Even if there is an extraordinary person residing in the church, he himself is not high-level, and he is unwilling to hurt these ordinary people. The innocent person who was reported in the push room disappeared from the crowd, and ten minutes later, the angry townspeople took him to the stake in the town.

Father 　　 rushed to hear the news, and finally appeared beside the square before the fire. He yelled for people to stop, but he couldn't stop someone from throwing the torch in his hand onto the pile of firewood that had been poured with oil.

　　 The torch was spinning in the air, and sparks splashed in all directions during the rotation. The people who were **** let out a cry of horror, and the cheers of the people reached the climax at this moment.

But at this moment, a hand stretched out from the side, accurately grasped the swirling torch, and then neatly threw it back in the same way, making the onlookers scream and retreat back. The torch left alone fell on the ground and sputtered sparks in all directions.

　　 Of course, Jenkins shot, this time is different from last time. The last time I watched the townsfolk kill each other, it was because they were not saved, but this time it was an ordinary person who was burned, and he thought he shouldn't stand by.

　　 "Outsiders, please don't mix with our affairs. For your own good, leave here now, Blacktown does not welcome you!"

　　The people on the stake were gasping for breath, while the townspeople yelled at the foreigners in front of them. Some people persuaded Jenkins to leave immediately, while others directly cursed him with the most vicious words.

Father 　　 pushed aside the crowd with great effort, finally came to the high platform where the stake was placed, stood with Jenkins, and he yelled:

"What are you doing?"

His voice was quickly drowned in people's dissatisfaction, and then more torches were thrown up, clusters of flames were as gorgeous as fireworks, but in the eyes of the man on the stake, it was dead. Countdown.

Chapter 1491 Chapter 1468 Underground Buildings

　　 Not surprisingly, even though Jenkins and the priest are intercepting, there are always one or two of so many flying torches that successfully ignited the stake. The raging fire ignited immediately because of the oil.

　　 "What are you doing!"

　　 asked the priest loudly, but no one paid any attention to him. Upon seeing this, Jenkins turned and wanted to save the poor man, but was forced to take a step back by the flaming flame.

　　 Seeing that things have developed to such a degree, I can’t even hide myself. Use frozen ice to quickly cool the surrounding area, then take a step back, rush forward with a dash, take off and kick, and directly kick the stake to the ground.

　　The flames splashed around, and the priest and Jenkins rescued the tied person together. Although he had been burned by the high temperature, at least his life was harmless.

　　 Waiting for Jenkins to stand up with him, only to find that the surrounding townspeople were looking at them with strange eyes.

　　 Jenkins took a deep breath and whispered the spell in a low voice. With him as the center of the circle, the aura of the spell spread outward like a ripple. The burning flame made Jenkins's face bright and dark, but standing on a high platform and watching the townspeople below, the extremely oppressive momentum still made the townspeople a little panic.

　　 only used a very small amount of spirit to push [Fear Halo], and with the support of extremely high spiritual strength, it easily destroyed the mental defense of the townspeople. I don't know who took a step back first, and then in the weird atmosphere of the flaming candle, the townspeople retreated automatically, leaving only the church and the burned man standing beside Jenkins.

　　The burned innocent townsman was temporarily placed in the church. The priest saw the [halo of fear], so he broke the fact that Jenkins was the "demon hunter" who left this morning. But it doesn’t really matter who Jenkins is. What’s important is that the townspeople gathered together spontaneously the next morning to discuss how to pull out more "dirty things" hidden in the town.

　　 Jenkins is sure that there are no inhuman creatures in the town, but the townspeople who are caught in strange emotions can't manage that much. It was almost the same thing that happened yesterday. On that night, the stake that was kicked down by Jenkins the night before was set up again, and the new accused was tied up.

　　 If Jenkins remembers correctly, this is the person who threw the torch first yesterday.

　　 The priest who arrived after hearing the news once again tried to persuade the townspeople to leave, but this time the townspeople did not listen to him anymore. The unreasonable people actually began to blame the priest, thinking that it was his negligence that allowed the evil things to invade the town.

　　 Conflict broke out soon, people rushed to the high platform with the stakes, and the clergy of the church and ordinary townspeople became a group. In the chaos, I don’t know who threw the torch. The torch ignited the stake. Jenkins kicked the stake and knocked it down. People fled again because of inexplicable fear...

　　 This is almost a repeat of the events of last night, but the burn of the victim today is much more severe than that of the one yesterday.

　　 If this continues, someone will be burned to death sooner or later. The priest and Jenkins were very anxious. After reconfirming that there were no black aura creatures in the town, Jenkins came up with a new idea:

　　 "Maybe it is just an ordinary person who controls everything behind his back."

　　 "Ordinary people?"

"This kind of thing should not be uncommon. Ordinary people who accidentally obtain evil ancient books do some crazy things under the influence of their own desires. You must know that we are not the only ones who can use extraordinary powers. As long as they have the right materials, ordinary people can also do something. Part of the rituals, especially those evil rituals with a particularly low threshold."

　　 Taking advantage of the night, the transcendents in the church moved all over, and went deep into the forest with Jenkins to the location of the buried treasure. Unsurprisingly, there is only one deep pit left, and the contents have already been dug out.

　　 Someone in the church is good at tracking. Under his leadership, the group returned to the town of Black, which was shrouded in night, and finally found the home of the clerk who lived next to the church in the town.

　　 The clerk of the small town is mainly responsible for assisting the sheriff to record what happened in the small town, and sometimes gets paid by writing letters for the townspeople. He is also quite well-placed in the town, and when the literacy rate is not high, any educated person will be respected.

　　 broke into the clerk's house forcibly. Although the man holding a small crossbow caused some trouble to the group, they were finally arrested. During the subsequent search and interrogation, Jenkins and the priest learned that the clerk was behind all this, and the origin of everything was the earthquake last month. After the clerk’s basement cracked, a cracked passage connected the basement. And the huge complex of buildings further down.

　　 "There are ancient buildings underground in Blacktown?"

　　 Jenkins and the priest were standing in the corridor of the church, he asked suspiciously. He had known the news in the story before, but it was not really confirmed until this time.

"Yes, according to the current exploration situation, Blacktown as a whole seems to be suspended above a huge ruined dungeon. I have had the tunnel at the entrance blow up. You can't imagine what we see underground, those gray Behind the wreckage of the twisted stone building, I am afraid that something more terrifying is hidden. It is really terrifying..."

　　 The priest said haggardly, it was only one night, he seemed to be more than ten years old.

The clerk also went deep into the underground ancient buildings hidden in the dark. When he returned to the ground again, he had automatically learned the huge and evil mystical knowledge, and successfully predicted that there would be an entrance to the sacred world. In the forest east of the town.

　　 There is no reason, he thinks he should help the evil things in the treacherous realm to invade Blacktown, and this is what later incited three young people to explore. The three victims were not the first group, and many people were replaced by things in the sedition before them.

　　 These people were caught and burned to death on the first night and the second night, and the riots against the innocent in the following nights were planned and instigated by the clerk. The death of the deceit was expected. He tried to use this method to confuse the audience and create panic and divide the people, taking the opportunity to release all the evil souls in the treasure.

　　Because he only used ordinary people's methods during this period, Jenkins, who was not familiar with this place, didn't notice any clues.

　　 "Is there really an ancient building complex underground in Blacktown?"

　　 Jenkins, who woke up from the bed again, thought incredulously, opened his true eyes and looked down, but saw nothing.

Chapter 1492 Chapter 1469 The Talking Lion

　　 Thinking about the underground, Jenkins left the room again, waking up the old bishop who was already asleep in the middle of the night. The sleepy-eyed old man heard Jenkins’s question about the ancient underground building complex, but he was stunned for a while before reacting, and shook his head decisively:

"No, there is nothing underground in Blacktown. A few years ago, a professor from the university in the city said that there might be coal mines in the area. At that time, the people in the town almost dug up the town. If there is something underground, It's been discovered long ago."

　　 In addition, there has never been a record of underground buildings in the records of the town. The old bishop thought that Jenkins was confused and took the things in his dreams into reality, and advised him to go back to his room to rest now, and now there are four full hours before dawn.

　　 "Is it tens of thousands of years that someone completely solved the strange building complex underground? Or is it that the building complex does not exist in the real world, but a subspace that occasionally connects to Blacktown?"

　　 The story just now didn't bring any fun to Jenkins. Two heavy stories in a row made him feel very bad. Coupled with the strange performance of tonight's chocolate, Jenkins felt that he wasted a whole night of sleep, and it didn't seem to make any sense.

　　 There are three last stories left in this book, so he decided to finish reading it before making any plans.

　　 The eleventh story "The Talking Lion" takes place in the more distant past, so long as there are a lot of descriptions of heterogeneous species in the story. This is the age when alien species have not yet declined. Human beings are not the dominant one in the world. All populations are developing, opposing, cooperating and multiplying.

　　The only thing that remains unchanged is the gloomy sky of a remote country town, and the ancient forest outside the town that seems to have existed since ancient times. Even the terrain near the town has quietly changed in the vicissitudes of life, but the town is still called Black Town, and it is still so inconspicuous.

　　 It was another winter. Jenkins stepped on the snow and entered the town. The human children playing in the snow kindly told him the location of the hotel.

The Blacktown Inn in this era belonged to a very old dwarf aunt. He saw at a glance that Jenkins’s elf blood did not hide his true face, and claimed that her shop did not welcome anyone with pointed ears, but he was half-blooded. For the sake of it, as long as he spends 30% more money, he can still live there.

　　 Jenkins said that it didn’t matter, he had no money at all.

　　 Compared with the previous crazy towns, this time the town is larger and more prosperous. Different races live together in relative harmony, maintaining the balance of the town. The current level of civilization development is close to the level of development of the traditional magical world in Jenkins's perception, that is, the age of magical power and adventurers rampant.

　　 Jenkins spent a day wandering around the town, and unexpectedly discovered that there were no elves in the town. After inquiring about it later, I learned that the elves near Blacktown are a unified clan. They live in the dense forest outside the town and only enter the town during festivals.

　　 On the evening of the day Jenkins arrived in town, the circus convoy came here from a distant city. The townspeople talked about this happily and looked forward to the circus staying a few more days for people to have some fun in the boring winter.

　　The circus is not only about animal performances. It is a very large group. After setting up equipment and tents from the carriage, it almost occupies the entire town square. People talked about this happily, adding some joy and warmth to the deserted winter.

　　 The square where the circus is located is the main location of this story, and Jenkins naturally wants to join in the fun. Like the townsfolk, he walked through large and small tents with a smile on his face, watching the rare commodities and interesting performances.

　　 In the end, he chose to enter the fortuneteller's tent, in order to confirm whether what happened in reality is the same as the record in the story.

　　 The fortune-teller is a halfling, or similarly short population. When Jenkins sat down, he suddenly thought about whether Alexia was a pure human, maybe her short stature was related to blood, and then realized that if he told Alexia about this speculation, it might end there. Lose a lover.

　　 "Oh, what a rare guest, a half-elf."

　　 The halfling sitting behind the table said with a shrill voice, put down the [Vanxiang Impermanence Card-Apocalypse] in his hand, and placed the crystal ball in the center of the table.

　　 "What do you want to know? Love? Career? Family affection? Wealth?"

　　 "Are you accurate in divination?"

　　 "Of course not. If my divination is really accurate every time, why should I stay in the circus?"

　　 asked mockingly.

　　 Jenkins nodded, thinking what he said makes sense, and then said:

"I have no money."

　　 "You can divination without money. Just talk. If no one has entered my tent all day, the leader will be angry."

　　 asked Jenkins again what he needed to divination.

　　 Jenkins has now basically confirmed that this time the incident is consistent with the description of the story, that is to say, as long as he destroys the cause of the circus, it will not cause the final tragedy of the story. But first, we must win the trust of the halfling in front of him, in the entire circus, he is the most powerful transcendent.

　　 "Career."

　　 Jenkins said.

　　 The halfling nodded, and glanced sideways at his crystal ball:

　　 "You can become a king in the future."

　　 "This is too sloppy, right? You have to at least pretend to say something I don't understand, and then tell me the result. Is it unethical for me to perfuse me?"

　　 "You didn't give me money, why should I spend all that effort?"

　　 The halfling answered while lowering his head to trim his nails, looked up again at the crystal ball, and then said:

　　 "It doesn't have to be a king, I only saw you sitting on the throne... Damn, did I make a mistake, how could you be a king?"

　　 He seemed to have just realized what he said, tapping the desktop with his slender fingers, and at the same time looking at Jenkins with great interest:

　　 "It's really interesting, I haven't predicted such a thing for a long time. Let's go on, what else do you want to know? I promise I will do the fortune-telling for you seriously."

　　 The halfling's enthusiasm almost overflowed, and he was gearing up for Jenkins to speak. Although Jenkins believes that the villain behind the table is keen to make up all sensational things, he now needs to talk to the other party to gain the other's trust.

Chapter 1493 The first thousand four hundred and seventy halfling fortune teller

　　 Jenkins expressed skepticism as to whether the halfling fortunetellers' divinations were true. He didn't believe that he would become a king. Compared to a king, he was more likely to become a prince by marrying Dolores. So the halfling divination master did have some skills, but he was obviously not at home.

　　 "Then help me fortune telling about the family."

　　 Jenkins said again.

"Yes, it's very simple. I'm quite good at this. You certainly can't guess how many husbands' mistresses I have captured for those noble ladies by helping others to divination about family matters. Then start from your ancestors, this It's simple, let me take a look..."