But looking at the sun that was falling behind the mountainside, Zelin thought that he had better find a place that could withstand the cold wind as soon as possible. Yanan near dusk was getting colder and colder. In view of the Yanan people's attitude towards foreigners, the demon hunters have never thought of where to stay for a night.

Yanan has had many fables, which I saw at the Yusevka Clinic. Although the specific content is not clear, it can be known that the Yanan people just like to hear stories about the ignorant outsiders who suffer because they don’t understand the situation of Yanan. They will drink a cup of blood cocktail after a meal and laugh about these fables. Story.

I have to say, it's a disgusting preference.

Jiu Yanan is a small town with a wide stretch of space and densely built buildings. Perhaps now, it can be called a town. The windows of most buildings were sealed, and at the same time, against the sea level, a tall minaret that had been smeared in hazel by the sea breeze stood loomingly upright. Jiu Yanan is located on the hillside. From top to bottom, large tracts of crowded, loose complex roofs and pointed gables convey an unpleasantly clear posture that is full of moth-eaten and dilapidated feelings.

In any case, most of the residents here are still normal.Although their behavior and temperament make people feel gloomy and depressing, or always have an attitude of contempt, they are at least human now, and the last time Zelin came here. Compared with the world, those human beings who have begun to look like beasts are much better now.

However, the last time Zelin left, he never understood why Yanan fell into a dream, and how he could let Yusevka and the others leave the dream safely.

The beggar-like hunter mentioned nightmares in his words, maybe he knew something.

Thinking of the dream he had in Mahakam, the demon hunter couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. Before leaving, Irene said that she had never seen a blood moon rise in countless hunting nights. She didn't know what to do, and the witch in red seemed to have not said anything either.

Is it really just a dream? Or after falling into a deep sleep and unable to wake up, will it really die in the deep sleep and dream?

He didn't know anything about it.

But Zelin thought he should go to the village near Yanan next. In Yanan Town, whether it is accommodation or finding some food is extremely troublesome. First of all, he does not have the currency of this world. Secondly, the Yanan people do not like foreigners, and Zelin is a standard foreigner, even a standard foreigner.

It's just that it might not be possible tonight.

Zelin found a clean alley without crows and mice. The other end of the alley is blocked by a wall. It is safer here. There is only one place to enter. He can set up a moon dust bomb trap behind the entrance of the alley. This kind of bomb will not hurt people, even if someone enters here by mistake. He would only be shocked or pushed to the ground by the impact of the explosion, but the sound of the bomb could warn Zelin, just like he did in Eredel.

No one seemed to notice this alley at all. The concrete-covered wall had begun to peel off, revealing the dark red masonry below. Looking up at a bleak sky, the demon hunter can only hope that it will not rain tonight, otherwise this is not a memorable experience.

Zelin slowly closed his eyes and fell into meditation.

Just the moment you close your eyes.

The surrounding area suddenly became dark, and an unbearable burning smell poured into the demon hunter's nose. All kinds of burnt smells, trees, masonry, burnt meat, any smell that can be imagined in a fire with heavy casualties, flooded in. At that moment, the place he was located seemed to become the old Yanan he was familiar with again, the old Yanan that was destroyed by the fire, leaving only monsters and broken walls, the one that was shrouded in reality under the blood moon Ruins of town. He heard the wailing of the monster and the longing for blood.

He realized that he was in the ruins of Jiu Yanan, still the same as when he came to this world last time, monsters, all kinds of monsters, many scorched veterinarian townspeople, they are also in a dream. The appearance, like the townspeople in Yanan Center, fell to the ground motionless.

He wanted to stand up.

Only in an instant.

The demon hunter opened his eyes.

The wall that fell off in front of me was still the same. With Zelin's hand on it, through the leather gloves, he could also feel the rough and clear touch. Whether it is the appearance or the red brick exposed after falling off. A villager of Yanan dragged his tired pace through the alley. He didn't look inside, as if he wasn't interested in anything.

Zelin rubbed his temples slightly.

He must be too tired. Or something must be wrong.

There is something wrong here, something very wrong.

But anyway, he must rest tonight. Passing through the portal itself is not easy, not to mention that I met a female hunter not long after I arrived. Maria has a very good skill, and she is more accustomed to using long blades than using a half-sword. Demon hunters know more skill. No matter what he plans to do next, he will rest and regain his strength tonight.

Zelin took out a piece of dried meat and a kettle from the cloth bag, and after eating it, he re-entered meditation.

Until the sound at the entrance of the alley awakened him again.

It was not the sound of a bomb exploding.

"Oh, someone is here."

Alarmed by the sound, the demon hunter opened his eyes, the sky was dark, the moon was still normal, and the bright moonlight spread the silver threads into the silent Yanan. But not everyone hid in their houses. At the entrance of the alley, a woman in a blood-red dress was standing there. She was holding a torch in her hand and was cautiously poking in the torch, trying to see clearly. The situation in the alley.

Seeing this woman was about to reach the bomb trap, the demon hunter hurriedly stopped.

"Hi, wait..."

It's a pity that he was too late, but the woman who heard the response took an extra step into the alley. The next moment, with the sound of a thin line cracking, a sudden wave of air burst into the alley.

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Moon Dust is not a deadly bomb, but it is inevitable that the body is covered with a pile of bright silver powder of anti-magic metal. Zelin glanced regretfully at the bomb that was used up for the first time since he came to this world, shook his head, and looked at the woman who was startled by the explosion.

"Sorry, how are you?"

The clothes on this woman indicated that she was a monk. The demon hunter had seen similar clothes on the nun who was trapped in Ahagul, but it was different from the dark black or light white clothes of the Healing Church at that time. Is a unique blood red. She was calm, much calmer than Zelin expected. She was pushed to the side by the impact of a bomb. She just stood up straight, checked that she was not injured, and then started to clean up the dust and dirt on her body.

"I saw that there are still people here so late, so I want to take a look." A blood-red nun stood up and slapped the white powder on her body. People? Are you experimenting with new weapons for those hunters? Sorry, did I bother you?"

"I think if it's a new type of weapon, you might not be able to stand here in peace. The monster won't be scared off by explosions and some white powder." Zelin's gaze crossed the nun's shoulder, and the street outside was lonely. He must have slept for a while. The sky was completely dark. He was very happy that there were no townspeople with animal hairs and various weapons on the street.

It's just the sound from time to time in nearby houses that made him feel uneasy. Some strange noises came from the houses. In those houses where the windows and doors were sealed by rivets, the sound might be inaudible, but it was difficult to escape the ears of the demon hunter. He could clearly hear the houses, corridors and stairs. Up, the creaking sound of stepping on the wood.

If there are people living in them, why should they seal up the doors and windows of the house.

"It's not a safe thing to come out so late."

"How can Yanan be unsafe." The Blood Saint smiled. "Are you a foreigner? Just came to Yanan?"

Zelin was a little surprised. How could the Yanan people show a warm welcome to the outsiders? This was different from his perception. The woman suspected of being a nun didn't notice the confusion that the demon hunter showed instantly, and continued.

"Is this your craft? You must have the talent to join the dynamite bucket gang. Oh, sorry, I forgot, you don't know about Yanan." The nun looked at the demon hunter's hiding place and wrinkled slightly. "You must have just arrived in Yanan, hunting monsters, or looking for a job?"

"Indeed, I just arrived in Yanan." Not counting the last time, he did just arrive. "I should stay in Yanan for a while, and it won't be too long, I will leave." Zelin said truthfully, "As for These, this is my habit of spending the night outside, it is very dangerous at night, I must be careful."

"I understand, I understand." The nun nodded. "I have nothing and can't promise to help you. If you want, I think there is a place where you might help. Please forgive me. How much do you know?"

"Not much, not too little, sometimes I will deal with the medicines that need to enter the blood." Whether it is a decoction, or a magic hunter's potion like black blood, or even an antidote like the white seagull, it will affect To the blood. Of course, this is only effective for demon hunters. For ordinary people, before the effect of the medicine enters the blood, they themselves will not be able to withstand the toxicity and be poisoned to death.

"Are you a doctor?"

"No, although sometimes what I do is essentially the same as a doctor." It's nothing more than saving people from diseases and saving people from monsters. However, Zelin didn't say the second half of the sentence. He shouldn't expose himself too much in advance. The world gave him an indescribable sense of illusion, as well as those inexplicable fears. He doesn't know how to describe it, but this lingering fear is hard to relax.

"Great. Let me introduce again. I am the blood saint of the Healing Church. If you want, you can come to the church's research hall. You don’t know Yanan and Healing Church? It’s okay, I can ask You explain, we are now in need of manpower."

The blood nun named Adeline seemed to understand it wrong. Zelin's confused look was only because he had never heard of blood saints, whether it was Gascoigne or Yusevka. , Even Amelia, who was once a bishop, never mentioned this.

Why did the blood saint disappear afterwards? In other words, why did no one mention the Blood Saint afterwards?

Adeline put her hands together and bowed her head slightly. "We are in need of people who know how to study blood and weapons. Recently, there have been some symptoms of the plague in Yanan Town. The church has a serious shortage of manpower. If you are willing to help, it would be great. ."

"If I were you, I wouldn't have told him that there is a plague here when I first saw a foreigner, and I hope he will come in contact with blood that might be infected with the plague." Zelin folded his chest and shook his head." You are simply persuading me to leave as soon as possible and not to deal with the blood that is contagious here." The demon hunter spread a hand out "I don't understand, you are a blood saint, I don't understand the healing church, but I don't It is clear why you try to recruit a foreigner who you know nothing about. Don't you worry about what damage I will cause to the church?"

"Sorry, I just want to do something for the church." Adeline smiled apologetically. "So, you agree?"

A dark cloud floated in the sky, and an unbearable fishy smell suddenly filled the air. The oil lamp hanging on the side of the road in Yanan Old Street swayed back and forth with the blowing cold wind, creaking against the metal hanging posts. The fallen leaves on the road were blown up by the wind, and only a few houses still had lights stolen from the windows, but the lights seemed to sway in the wind, as if it would go out in the next moment.

Looking at the clouds that are accumulating in the sky, and the air that has become muddy and smelly, it seems that a rainstorm is gathering in the sky. There is a wind, which is not a good sign, it means that the rain will be very rapid. Staying outside at this time, although the demon hunter will not get sick, no one will like to be rained overnight in the cold wind.

"I don't think there is a better solution than this, at least it is not within the scope of my plan to become a soup chicken." Zelin lifted the package on the ground and put it on his shoulders. "Let's go, I hope you can reach you before it rains." The research hall."