Looking up close, Yangguan tells people that it looks like this. However, before that, from a distance of thousands of kilometers, what the Yangguan tells people is another way. Obviously, there is no change in the appearance structure, but it is different because of the observer's own subjective cognition. The different impressions in a very short time greatly impacted the imagination of Gao Chuan and the driver. The vines are tangled here, but it is certainly not an abandoned museum. If you want to open the gate, you must first remove these vines instead of entering through the wall. This made them a little hesitant.

The two hesitated are not the same.

Under the premise that the Western Pavilion is the residence of the witch, the driver feels that whether it is to clear the vines or to enter the wall, it is an immoral invasion behavior, afraid to attract the dissatisfaction of the Western Pavilion owner. He ignited curiosity about the story of the witch, but he was also afraid of the misfortunes and wonders brought by the witch in the story. He felt like he was walking into a legendary adventure, focusing on treasures that belonged to only a few people. Although he was not a mystery expert, the story of the witch vv was rare, even the mysterious expert with wide knowledge. It is rare to hear that this is the first time he tells others a story he accidentally heard in his childhood, and has experienced such a story personally.

Yes, the driver believes that everything in front of him is proving the existence of witch vv.

"... Shall we first look for the doorbell?" The driver asked, only to get Gao Chuan's eyes.

"I think the axe placed there may be used, maybe the owner intentionally prompted us to use it." Gao Chuan pointed to the side of the door, the axe embedded in the half of the stump in the corner that can be seen with sight . Under the frosty night light, the axe actually gave a feeling of cold light flowing, without any decay, surrounding the tree stump, and many pieces of firewood that were cut into strips but not packed.

Gao Chuan felt that the appearance of the axe was not very consistent with the appearance of this abandoned courtyard. It seemed that this mismatch highlighted its own existence or that its owner wanted visitors to use it. Of course, it must first be made Only go out.

"Are you kidding me?" The driver's eyes widened. "If you want to take the axe, you have to go in. Why do you use the axe again if you have all gone in?"

"You know, we people always have some weird little tricks." Gao Chuan looked back at him calmly and said, "As long as you want, I have a hundred ways to take the axe from the outside."

"No, forget it. No matter what the skill is, I always feel that it is not a good thing to split the door with an axe." The driver categorically refused. "In other words, I must be angry. I don't want to anger a witch, and I hope she can Help my son. "

Gao Chuan nodded, at least such an idea is still normal. He almost felt that the reason for the driver's rejection would be even more incredible.

The driver came here, not with a simple mentality of visiting the rumors, but with the mentality of praying. In this case, the more respectful he can be, the more respectful he will be.

"For his son ..." Gao Chuan suddenly hesitated. He didn't quite understand what he was hesitating at first. It seemed that the previous conversation made him have some ideas and questioned the situation, but the problem was that he couldn't figure it out for a while. What is wrong in the end. In short, the inner affair is associated with the dialogue just now. It was a flash of aura, almost not captured.

On the other hand, this hesitation has also aggravated the suspiciousness of the Western Pavilion, and even further verified Gao Chuan's guess: the master of the Western Pavilion's attainment at the level of conscious interference has reached the level of pervasiveness.

Gao Chuan also didn't want to open the residence of something unknown, but weird and powerful, whether it was a witch or a human, in a way that was too rough.

"Be careful." Gao Chuan couldn't help but say to the driver: "I feel that any ideas here will bring some kind of feedback."

"Of course." The driver just said with a proper expression: "That's a witch, and all witches read minds."

"It's not as simple as reading." Gao Chuan said, but he also knew that the current driver had been disturbed by the other party's power, and it was impossible to listen to his own words.

Although the driver looks like a "protagonist", on the other hand, he is also like a "leader" who leads Gao Chuan to meet the leader here, and the driver himself does not know that he is a "leader".

"Okay, let me see if there is a better way. It's not a matter of staying outside and guessing." Gao Chuan glanced again at the empty and deserted courtyard, and then his eyes fell on the vines. He reached out and touched it. Touch, the unique touch of the plant is very real, these vines can clearly distinguish the old and the new, and the new branches and the old branches are entangled and knotted in an unnatural way, making people feel that if they are not artificially guided, it will never grow into this look. .

"Is it moving?" The driver asked suddenly.

"What?" Gao Chuan was puzzled for a moment, what did he want to ask?

"It may be the witch's pet. You see, as the story says, it looks dead, but it's just its disguise. The real one is smart and sharp, and it eats people." So saying, The driver took two steps backwards, staring at Gaochuan and Vine with suspicion, as if taking his imagination seriously.

"That's just a story." Gao Chuan said, trying to drag the vines down in one go. Anyway, he has enough strength, and he feels that doing so is more polite than chopping with an axe, or kicking with his feet, or burning and turning over the wall, of course. It may be a little uncomfortable, but it does n’t matter too much.

However, before he did that, he was seen through by the driver. The man shouted hard: "Don't move!"

After Gao Chuan stopped, he quickly explained: "You hurt it, it will bite you like a poisonous snake."

"Oh, I know." Gao Chuan heard him say this, and with a strong backhand, he pulled a large piece of vine off the iron gate, but in the next moment, the vine caught in his hand suddenly turned into a viper. And the vines still entrenched on the iron gate swept toward him in one breath.

"God!" The driver's reaction was too late to say such a thing. Then he saw that Gao Chuan was still bitten by his poisonous snake on his arm, and his body was still wrapped by vines, and this tall young man stepped back in a rougher way, tearing the foreign body on his side. I thought it would be very dangerous and very difficult to entangle. The vines and poisonous snakes with great strength, like cotton thread, were easily torn off. The ripped vines and poisonous snakes fell to the ground and withered after a few struggling.

The driver's eyes widened as if he didn't believe the matter was resolved so easily.

However, for Gao Chuan, this was completely an expected situation. First of all, the power of the prosthesis has never been marked with a clear value, but it is definitely a top-notch batch among all mysterious experts. Afterwards, the driver reminded him that "vines will fight back". In his experience, if the driver does not say so, maybe it will not happen, but when the driver says so, it will become a matter of course. .

From another perspective, this situation can be regarded as a little "prophecy", then, when it happens, as long as you are prepared, you can basically respond to the past, of course, not 100%. However, Gao Chuan has evaluated the current situation and believes that at least at this stage, there will be no real lethality.

"This is clean." Gao Chuan said while looking at the large iron gate that was cleared from the facade. Originally, there were some vines entrenched on the top, but after being cleared by Gao Chuan, the rest was like avoiding risks. Generally shrink to the sides. In the chain judgment, their origin is in an unnoticeable corner of the courtyard.

"No, is it okay?" The driver was still trembling. He hesitantly glanced at the Western Pavilion deep in the courtyard, where the doors and windows were tightly closed, but at the moment of looking away, he felt a flash of light illuminate a room, and the silhouette of a person was reflected in On the window, it was terrifying and startling.

He almost called out. However, he still suppressed the fear in his heart and said to Gao Chuan: "I saw it."

"Witch?" Gao Chuan also glanced at the Western Pavilion, but he also saw the doors and windows of the Western Pavilion closed tightly, without the slightest breath of creatures, and even the windowsill was covered with dust.

"Yes, it ..." The driver swallowed and said, "It's inside, like a woman."

"Witches are of course women." Gao Chuan looked at him with weird eyes, saying so.

"No, the witch is just a generic term." The driver explained: "As far as I know, the witch does not have a clear gender. Isn't it strange?"

"Ah, it's a bit." Although Gao Chuan thinks so, there are many strange and strange things in this world. A word with a strong character, such as "Witch", is used to indicate a certain type of existence, not intentionally. Emphasize that its gender exists in both stories and reality.

In the illusion of apocalypse, human language vocabulary is generated by consciousness. When consciousness can directly display power, language vocabulary naturally possesses some mysterious power. In occultism, such situations are called "mantra" and "real name". At any time, for mystery experts, exposing one ’s real name is the same as exposing one ’s own mysterious power, but it is always a matter of caution, but it is always difficult to prevent completely.

"Witch" or "vv", or when the three are in one, Gao Chuan believes that it has some kind of mysterious power, and whether it is narrative or record, it will have some invisible effects. Especially when the other party is an extraordinarily powerful conscious walker, the deeper it is reflected.

At this time, Gao Chuan hesitated again. He seemed to think of something again. This time the hesitating thing is the same as the previous hesitating thing, but what is wrong? This sudden hesitation of flashing light made him not push the door open immediately, but turned and pulled the driver away to a farther place.

It's about twenty or thirty meters.

The driver was confused and asked, "What is this for?"

"Ask you one thing." Gao Chuan said this, and he suddenly thought why he hesitated. The flashing thoughts seemed to break through the layers of confusion, and jumped into his mind, giving him a sense of bluntness. Cheerful feeling, but also troubled for it, "You think the witch is here, so you want to come?"

"Of course." Although the driver didn't understand, he answered readily.

"Why do you want to see a witch?" Gao Chuan confirmed again.

"Of course for my wife." The driver said: "Did you not tell you? My wife was injured by radiation dust not long ago. I don't want her to live in a dark life like this. In the day, I can't see anything. "

"No!" Gao Chuan said firmly: "You told me a total of three times, but each time is different."

The driver's face was a little ugly, and he asked: "You tell me, what's the difference?"

"In the first place, you mean sister, then, you become a daughter, then, you become a son, and now you are a wife." Gao Chuan stared calmly and ruthlessly at the driver and said, "Ask you again , For whom are you going to see the witch? "

"What are you talking about? When did I say that? I have no younger sister, no daughter, no son, and no marriage ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ The driver is not cheating, saying with an angry expression : "I wouldn't joke with my loved ones. I came here to see the witch for my sister! "

Gao Chuan's eyes widened slightly, and he carefully observed the driver. When he said these words, there was nothing that was against his heart, as if he didn't understand how chaotic he was saying, as if in his cognition, The character relationship he mentioned has always been undoubted.

Gao Chuan vaguely understood that a mysterious force interfered with the driver's consciousness, and the driver's "reason" might not have been his own idea at all. Whether it is a sister, daughter, son, wife or sister, or someone else, the identity is not important, the only thing is that the driver must have a "reason to go to the Western Pavilion". Under the supervision of this given reason, he brought Gao Chuan to the western pavilion.

Gao Chuan took a deep breath. Now, he feels a little bit that the identity of the protagonist is gradually shifting from the driver to himself. The driver as a "leader" has already completed his task, but if he is deemed to be no longer needed, he may be killed. Gao Chuan does not mind the chaotic consciousness of the driver. The method, of course, the last way is to meet the owner of the foreign museum.

Gao Chuan pushed open the large iron gate of the courtyard. This time, he didn't hesitate any more. (To be continued.)