Chapter 193 Witch Association

   "New England" area is a less official name, including the six states of the United States today.

  Here has the best educational environment in the United States and even the world, including Yale, Harvard, MIT and other well-known top universities are located here.

  Most of the early settlers in this land were British Puritans who escaped religious persecution, and even the earliest pioneers of this country in the United States were "abandoned children" of European countries at that time.

  They crossed the ocean and came to a barren and savage land to start a new life, expecting to become new nobles in another world.

  Perhaps this is why the United States, a country and nation, has never had much attachment and gratitude to its "roots".

  Most of the New England region has left a deep imprint of all kinds of extremely intolerant religious habits and harsh laws, which have caused many tragic tragedies and incidents.

  The town of Salem, one of the oldest seaports in New England, and an industrial city in Massachusetts that is not outstanding, has a particularly famous title-"City of Witches".

  “.Over here! Honey, you don’t want to miss the ritual experience of burning a witch, and I guarantee that ‘Agatha’s Witch Hunt’ is the most authentic witch-seeing attraction in all of Salem.”

  The woman has dark brown and nearly black thick long hair, is tall, has a broad frame, and has an amazing voice.

  She was wearing a 17th-century-style gray-and-white tunic dress with a black-and-white coat of arms pinned to the neckline. She stood at the entrance of a witch attraction built by an old farmhouse with her waist in her arms, shouting loudly to attract tourists to come in and visit.

  “.Five dollars! Five dollars to visit all the “witch hunt” attractions, and you can play and experience the “burning witch” project.”

  Emma Howlett and Master Mark of the New York Sanctuary stand at the corner of the street opposite the oak fence, which is also a suburban location in the town of Salem.

  The entire gloomy and dark experience hall is located in a dense locust tree forest, with only a few small wooden houses of townspeople scattered around.

  Emma wore a khaki windbreaker hand-made by craftsmen over the eye-catching pure white combat uniform, but her extraordinarily tall figure and beautiful appearance still attracted tourists and passers-by, especially the residents of the small town.

  She was a little uncomfortable being stared at. By smoothing the golden hair hanging down on her forehead, she lightly touched the corner of her forehead, and with a little thought, dispersed the crowd who stopped around.

   "Master Mark, the so-called 'Salem Witches'. Couldn't it be a gimmick created by this city to attract tourists?"

  Emma inserted both hands into the outer pocket of the windbreaker, her voice was clear and graceful, but she still considered and suspected the intelligence information of the Kama Taj mages in her words.

  But through Professor Charles's brain wave search, we did find a misty and strange spiritual power here.

  After the two came to Salem Town through the secret portal, they saw various witch-themed taverns and restaurants along the way, and a large collection of shops.

Even the places where all kinds of witch incidents really happened, and the haunted houses where the evil spirits and demons possessed the mortals in the rumors are emerging one after another, almost attracting tourists to visit and consume with clearly marked prices, just like a complete "witch industry chain" .

  Mr. Mage straightened the weird bun on his head. Although he changed the pleated robe of the mystic, he put on a black mandarin jacket that is common in New York's Chinatown, which looks even more eye-catching.

"Ma'am, the 'Witch Society' is indeed a magical organization that appeared in the sixteenth to seventeenth centuries, and their origins are even older than people's fabricated rumors, and the small town of Salem used to be one of their gathering points One, but the famous 'Salem Witch Trials' didn't touch real witches, they were just poor women who were victimized by innocence."

Emma listened to Master Mark talking about the real tragedy more than two hundred years ago, while walking towards the entrance of "Agatha's Witch Hunting Town", and handed ten dollars to the grinning woman at the door After that, the two stayed behind the team to visit.

  At the beginning of 1692, when it was the coldest time of the year, a pastor’s daughter in Salem suddenly got a strange disease, and then seven girls who were inseparable from her showed the same symptoms of convulsions and dancing.

  From the perspective of modern medicine, this is a manifestation of "dancing disease". The cause of these symptoms is caused by a fungus "ergot" parasitic on rye, which is a typical food poisoning.

   But people at the time generally believed that the real cause of the strange disease in the children was the black female slave in the village, another female beggar, and a lonely old woman who never went to church.

  The townspeople tortured the three women to extract a confession, using many terrible torture methods, and the local judge also opened a court to conduct a public investigation.

". But soon, things went to another extreme. More and more people were released with ignorance and anger in their hearts. The mob involuntarily arrested people everywhere. Many people realized that only by 'confessing' can they avoid going down the road. The gallows, began to bite their friends and even their relatives indiscriminately."

  Emma and the mage walked at the end of the tour team, looking at the various realistic medieval torture tools displayed in the farmhouse,

  The dark brown speckled, rusted, still-sturdy shackle cone doesn't look like a poor imitation of a bauble.

  While she was listening to Master Mark's recounting of the past history of Salem, it was roughly similar to the history of the "Witch Trials" told by the woman who had just yelled for a fee at the door and now became a commentator.

  Until the lady who seemed to be the owner of this "witch hunting park" and the only staff member took all the tourists to the end of the exhibition hall.

  There were nine pitch-black coffins displayed there, and the surrounding air became extremely cold, and even a white mist faintly appeared between the breaths.

  The woman’s voice was still loud, and her eyes jumped over the crowd in front of the line, almost watching Emma’s eyes blinking slyly, and the story she told began to be different:

"...In the end, the absurd trial sentenced 19 people to be hanged, and one person was crushed to death by a pile of stones, oh! They are all poor innocent people, and they are all women. But this town is really just because of a few The child has a strange disease, so he frantically arrests the witch?"

  She is like an orator who is very good at telling stories, and the ups and downs of emotions and words drive the attention of tourists.

  The woman bent down, rolled up the whites of her eyes to frighten the little boy who was standing in the front biting her finger, and suddenly raised her voice, screaming in a sinister voice:

  “.Because the townspeople in Salem saw this!”

  Boom boom boom.

  The pitch-black coffins erected by the nine statues are covered with fine cracks, and it is unknown what kind of wood they are made of.

  Suddenly, the lid of the coffin was opened at the same time as if a control machine had been installed, and it crashed in front of the tourists with a bang, creating clouds of dust and a stale moldy smell.

   There were piercing screams one after another, and many young people jumped up high in fright, scratching those around them.

There are nine hideous mummified corpses displayed in the standing coffin. The sparse and messy hair can even be vaguely identified as women. They still have black robe-like clothes on them. The texture of the broken and decayed clothes really seems to have been preserved. More than two hundred years.

   Crack, clap clap.

  Applause and cheers sounded one after another, and the tourists gave the greatest affirmation to the climax of the whole witch story at the end. Some young men even dared to touch one of the shriveled, wrinkled, blue-black corpses.

   "Hey! This witch attraction is located in such a remote location, and there are so many tourists who come to visit, it really has a finale method"

  Master Mark stroked his goatee in amazement and muttered. Looking at it from a distance of more than ten meters, he felt that the texture of the nine mummy models was extraordinary, almost the same as the real one.

  The appearance of soaking in bruising poison for a long time, and then putting it in the desert to dry in the sun really makes the scalp tingle.

  Mr. Mage couldn't help but took two steps forward, just about to take a closer look, but Emma grabbed the hem of his clothes.

   "Master Mark, don't you feel that around those corpses, there is a spiritual force with a 'stinky' to the extreme?"

  The "White Queen" has an unusually dignified complexion, and her raised brows seem to be full of disgust for everything here. The masters in the field of mind and spirit are extremely sensitive to such forces, and even have a "synesthesia" state that ordinary people do not understand.

  The moment the coffin was opened, it seemed that the despair and curse that had been trapped for several years were released.

   "Uh, ma'am, that's weird. I don't seem to be able to feel the power of 'Weishandi'. There's something weird here!"

He made a formula with both hands, and carved the imprint of the secret spell in the air, but the bright yellow sparks that he rubbed up with difficulty were not as good as the most junior mage apprentice. None received.

  "—Because the townspeople in Salem saw these horrible mummies in a clearing in the forest! They were terrified, and hysterically searched for the so-called witches in the whole town, hehehe"

  The female guide walked slowly towards Emma and the two of them, the purple light flashed in her eyes,

  A puff of black smoke seemed to get into the ears of more than twenty tourists. Qi Qi's pupils were dilated and he turned around and looked over.

   "The origin of witches has been widely circulated. Some people say that they are the queen of God King Odin and followers of Goddess Frigga. Some people say that they are the transformation of devils from foreign lands, but only we know."

   Shua!

A burst of black-purple light flashed, and the gray-white linen dress on the woman's body was suddenly transformed into an indigo-purple robe under the circulation of the magic halo. Looking carefully, it was very similar to the style on the nine mummies. resemblance.

  She poked her mouth up, and the rough and silly face just now was full of slyness and sternness. Even her appearance seemed to be much more refined and enchanting. She stared at Emma and said sharply:

   "Morgan Le Fay! After the sinking of the Atlantis Empire, Her Royal Highness the Sea Princess from the Kingdom of Avalon was the founder of the Witch Council, and they."

  The femininity changed again. She waved her hand gracefully and pointed at the nine corpses in the coffin behind her. She grinned exaggeratedly and finally said:

  “.They are the last members of the Witch Guild, by the way! The one with the crooked mouth in the middle. Hehe, it’s my mother.”

Emma took off her windbreaker jacket in a snap, tossed her high golden ponytail, a pure white close-fitting combat uniform outlined an astonishing figure curve, raised her eyebrows lightly, and stared at the opposite ghost with great interest. An angry woman.

  I saw the woman perform a medieval bowing ceremony, and said sweetly and charmingly:

   "Agatha Harkness, met. Mrs. White Queen."

Chapter 2 During the day, today I spent a lot of time straightening out the background of several aspects of the earth. This volume will eventually complete the integration of many small and different Marvel worldviews, and there will be stars, seas, and more in the end. is the challenge.

   Delicate, reasonable, dignified, is what Pan Pan wants to present.

   Everyone go to bed earlier, good night!

  

  

  (end of this chapter)