Wendigo.

When I heard this word, the air in the room seemed to become icy cold.

Mystery seekers have studied folklore and legends, and there are almost no people involved in the mystery who do not know this concept—

Wendigo, which has never been proven to exist, but a divine thing that the Northland Quebec people firmly believe in.

Many Northern Ques claim that the Wendigo appears during the cold winter months when food is scarce.

After Wendigo comes, it will steal people's minds and turn them into monsters that devour their own kind...

His eyes are red, his teeth are sharp, and he is not afraid of the cold even if he is naked...

People affected by Wendigo degenerate into beasts.

However, unlike other out-of-control, when the Wendigo is gone, these people will return to normal.

"Everyone must know..." The martyr, whose eyes had been fixed for a long time due to wandering thoughts, turned his wrist and continued to express, "Although mysterious incidents emerge one after another, there has always been controversy about whether the Wendigo really existed."

Sean nodded: There are scholars who specialize in the study of Wendigo, who have been looking for it in the Northland all year round, but they have never witnessed the true face of this monster.

Later, he believed that the so-called sighting of Wendigo and his degeneration into a man-eating monster was not a supernatural phenomenon, but a "stress psychosis" caused by food shortage in severe cold conditions.

It is the moral sense hidden deep in people's hearts, an unconscious excuse for the fact that they have devoured their own kind.

"So, it is conceivable." The martyr spread his hands, "People inside and outside Joyer must have their own opinions about this story—

"Contemporary residents of Jungyer are all descendants of the pioneers of the past. They will certainly not admit that their ancestors were malicious cannibals, so they firmly believe that they were influenced by Wendigo.

"But the people outside don't buy the survivors' statement. They firmly believe that the harsh and harsh desperation has inspired the ugliest side in people's hearts, and the Wendigo is just a cover...

"So..." the martyr took a deep breath: "So, it is conceivable that the local residents are not willing to discuss the story of the past with outsiders."

Xiao En had a feeling in his heart that something seemed to be connected: "So, the forty or so names engraved on the black stone tablet are the dead of the North Expedition Brigade?"

"That's right."

Moonlight also understood. With his left arm supporting his right arm, he gently stroked the lower end of his mask: "Their act of eating raw meat is to commemorate the dead? Then what they eat..."

"It's just ordinary beef..." The martyr quickly raised his hand, "Besides, meat-eating festivals are not just to commemorate the dead,

"After all, in order to survive, it takes a lot of courage to be able to swallow the flesh of the same kind.

"The silent ceremony is to commemorate all the pioneers of the year—they either died, or endured things that ordinary people can't imagine...

"In order not to forget the sacrifices of the ancestors, and to know the hard-won life now, the town of Rongyer will hold such a ceremony every year."

"And based on the reason I said before—" the martyr refers to the doubts from the outside world, "the locals will hold this ceremony in secret, so as to avoid the name of their ancestors from being criticized again."

After listening to the martyr's narration, the three of Sean exchanged a look.

After a while, Shimmer Sea shrugged: "I see—

"We accept the story."

The mystery of the eerie ritual witnessed that night has been solved.

Not only that, Sean faintly sensed that the tragedy that happened in the dense forest 65 years ago was related to what they are investigating now...

"There is one more thing I need your help with." Sitting forward, Sean put his elbows on his knees, his hands clasped and drooped naturally, "I want to see the list of the North Expedition Brigade that year."

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About half an hour later, the three of Sean walked out of the branch.

They returned to the Berg's tavern, but they still didn't see Panza.

It's getting dark and his search isn't over yet?

Sean frowned slightly worried.

While dining on the first floor, Sean has been trying to connect the incident of the Northward Brigade with Ivan's death.

Although there is no progress yet, Sean believes that the two are definitely related.

This judgment comes from the list of the Northward Brigade.

Evan Burns' grandfather August Burns and grandma were among the survivors of the year.

In order to help Sean, the martyr also provided some information that he should not have provided in a tacit way—the missing black book holder was one of the survivors.

In other words, at present, apart from the fact that the two people who died and the other disappeared are all residents of Rongyer, the only intersection is the survivors and descendants of the survivors of the "Northern Expedition Brigade".

Not long before the holder of the black book disappeared after saying that he wanted to "close some of the past", Ivan was killed...

How could this be a coincidence?

Moreover, besides the incident of the Northward Expedition Brigade, what else is worth mentioning about the "past events"?

Therefore, Sean judged that Ivan's death was related to the tragedy that year.

However, there is no way to connect the present with the past, which is the most straightforward question - who did it and why?

While eating, Moonlight provided a good idea:

Ivan's grandfather, August Burns, was also a mystery seeker back then. He and the black book holder committed serious crimes when they were trapped in the snowstorm.

And the person who killed Yiwen came to seek revenge for that crime.

However, although it seems to be a reasonable conjecture, starting from this conjecture, all the arrows of speculation that were fired fell into the mist...

Too much speculation, too little fact.

After dinner, Sean stopped thinking for a while, and accidentally caught sight of the oil painting hanging in the tavern.

An oil painting like a heroic epic. The three figures stood firm against some kind of huge monster.

The monster's face seemed to be made of all kinds of huge animal bones, and a pair of huge horns spread upwards, like two dead trees.

And those three...

When he started to observe the details ~lightnovelpub.net~ Sean's squinted eyes suddenly enlarged.

"What's the matter, Xiao?" Noticing the change in Xiao En's expression, Moonlight quickly turned to look in the direction Xiao En was staring at.

"The soloist..." When Moonlight was still looking at the oil painting with a puzzled expression, Xiao En stared straight at a detail of the painting, "Look at the man in the middle, what is he holding in his hand?" ?”

According to what Xiao En said, Moonlight focused his gaze on the man's hand.

Immediately, his brows were untied, as surprised as a bird flying far away.

The moonlight saw the three people facing the monster, and the man in the middle was holding a book with a black cover in his hand.

"The Holder of the Black Book".

That seemed to be the teacher of the enchanted Panza—

The oil painting they are looking at now depicts a scene that once actually appeared.