Outside the window, the sun is gradually setting.

Mr. Pansha, who went out to search for his teacher's whereabouts, has not returned.

The Martyr of Truth has already felt that the atmosphere in his office is a little condensed.

The martyr clasped his hands, his mouth was a little dry, but he still swallowed his saliva, quietly waiting for the high-level explorer to speak.

After a while, Sean looked at the mysterious practitioner of Rong Yeer in front of him - he did not show any aggressive attitude, nor did he use any coercion, but said in a low voice: "Mr. Martyr, you know now. our attitude.

"We are now very suspicious that there are more unknown secrets behind the death of teammates."

The martyr said sincerely: "I understand. I am also very pleased that you are willing to trace the death of Burns, and I will provide all possible help."

On Sean's mask, the tide was calmly surging: "Very good."

"Then next, I think it's the strange scene I saw in this town last night. Let me ask you..."

Before Sean's words were spoken, a flash of surprise flashed in the eyes of the martyrs: "You, did you see it?"

Very good, it seems that there is no intention to hide it. Sean clasped his hands and leaned back, waiting for the martyr's explanation.

"Oh... so you saw it," the martyr straightened up a little embarrassedly, "I originally thought that it is better to have less than one thing, so I didn't tell you in advance...

"Last night was a special festival in this town..."

Moonlight was slightly annoyed at the understatement of the martyrs, and he stepped forward: "I've never seen any festival where all the participants were allowed to eat raw meat!"

The martyr pressed his hands down and nodded again and again: "I understand... Suddenly seeing such a scene, you must have doubts in your heart..."

He couldn't see the expression under the mask of blood and tears of the martyr, he clasped his hands and said softly, "However, I am very grateful to you, seeing such a scene, did not directly destroy the ceremony last night...

"I'm afraid that will provoke a lot of right and wrong, and cause many misunderstandings..."

Sean spread out a hand: "It will indeed cause a misunderstanding - if you continue to be evasive."

"Excuse me, sir, I'm about to explain to you." The martyr took a light breath, as if saving energy for his story.

"The scene you saw last night is indeed a special ceremony that Rong Yeer has held for more than 60 years."

The martyr stood up, his tone was soft and calm: "The small town of Jonyère was established in 1860. In that year, the first wooden house was built...

"However, before that, it was an uninhabited forest, with no conditions for people to live in.

"65 years ago, the temptation of owning private land led people to form a 60-member 'Northbound Brigade' to continue their journey north from the northern border of the year to open up new homes..."

"The immigrant team composed of horses and caravans encountered many difficulties and obstacles along the way..."

The martyr stood by the window, watching the last rays of the sunset sink into the pine forest.

"However, all the difficulties were less than the challenges they encountered in the end..."

Rong Yeer's explorer turned his head and continued: "That year, maybe God planned to challenge the enterprising people, and they encountered a huge wind and snow head-on when they went north.

"In order to arrive as soon as possible, they continued on their way in the wind and snow, but unfortunately got lost in the forest—

"Actually, the place where they got lost is not far from Jonyer. However, considering that they were in a completely unfamiliar environment at the time, such a thing is understandable."

"In short, a group of 60 people was trapped in the forest. The wind and snow didn't stop. In order to survive, they had to set up a camp in the woods."

"The food that was carried was quickly used up.

"Cold and hunger began to test them..."

When the story came to this point, Sean seemed to suddenly remember something.

He suddenly sat up straight, and the filing cabinet of Shengen Space naturally sent several reports to him—

He immediately confirmed his feeling of deja vu: when he was researching New Zealand News, he had read about the tragedy that the Northbound Brigade suffered!

Although the memory was awakened, he remained silent and continued to listen to the martyrs who were local residents.

"Story..." He scratched his curly hair above his temples with stubby fingers, the martyr's tone was slightly hesitant, "The story diverges from here."

"Fork?" Yueguang, who had never heard of the tragedy of the Northbound Brigade, asked with squinting eyes.

The martyr nodded and explained, "People from the outside world, and the survivors who experienced the tragedy, have two different views on the same thing."

"What happened?" Thinking of the sound of people chewing raw meat that night, Moonlight could vaguely guess what happened in the forest 65 years ago.

But his curiosity still made him unable to resist asking.

The martyr was silent for a while, then let out a soft sigh: "People have eaten up their food, but they still haven't been able to wait for rescue..."

He didn't seem to know how to express those things, so he had to change his expression: "In short, about a month later, the rescue team found them lost.

"The team of 60 people has been reduced to 20 people...

"When the rescue team found the survivors, they found traces of cannibalism in the camp."

Sean's eyes were hidden under the mask of the sea of ​​​​light, and UU reading www.uukanshu.com quietly stared at the narrator in front of him.

Moonlight couldn't help taking a breath.

After a pause, he continued: "After the news of the Northbound Brigade's cannibalism spread, there was an uproar in public opinion.

"Many people speculated that in the closed snow forest, someone killed their companions in order to fill their stomachs.

"This also cast a shadow over the survivors who were originally sympathetic.

"However," the martyr raised a finger, "it is worth mentioning that the twenty or so survivors did not consider themselves guilty.

"They claimed to the outside world that the reason why they ate human flesh was not their original intention, but because they were influenced by some kind of supernatural existence."

"Supernatural existence?" Sean hadn't heard this part of the story, so he turned his head slightly.

"Yes." The eyes of the martyrs became profound. "They said that there was a strange existence lurking in the forest, which affected their spirits and turned them into bloodthirsty monsters.

"It was in that situation that they swallowed the flesh and blood of their companions.

The eyes of the martyr looked directly at Sean: "And the name of that terrifying existence appears again and again in the legends of the North Que, and the North Que called it—

"Wendigo."

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