"Grandpa, can we help you?" Al's voice sounded as warm and precious as the warm winter sun at this time.

"No need. The old man waved his hand, but a smile appeared on his face unconsciously: "Thank you for listening to my nagging, people talk a lot when they are old." ”

"Grandpa, is that Miss Wei still there?" Al's innocent voice surprised the four of them.

"Al, how is that possible! Didn't this old man already say that the young lady had left this world decades ago?" said Larry, smiling.

"Isn't it?" Al didn't explain anything to Larry, he just looked at the old man fixedly and asked.

The old man didn't smile, he looked at Al, and doubts gradually grew in his eyes.

"How do you know?" asked the old man.

This sentence surprised the other magicians, but they didn't expect Al to really say it.

"So that young lady is really still in this world?" Gucci was intrigued.

The old man shook his head and said in a low voice, "It's true that Miss hasn't left Greystone Town yet, but she has stayed in another way. ”

"Ghosts?" Dolph, who had spoken the least, suddenly spoke at this time, and everyone was startled.

The old man did not speak, but nodded slowly.

No one answered, and the atmosphere was suddenly uncomfortably cold for a while.

"That's a bit of a bad thing," Gucci said slowly.

Indeed, in the Eternal Continent, the worst thing is not actually death, but this kind of obsession after death because of the too powerful obsession that the human soul cannot be reincarnated naturally, and stays in a certain place to become a ghost state, which is the so-called earthbound spirit or lonely soul wild ghost.

Living people can eat to maintain the operation of bodily functions to offset the consumption caused by daily activities, but the ghost can only slowly consume without any replenishment, and eventually completely escape, and the soul is scattered in this world.

Therefore, the final result of this ghost is to disappear completely, completely annihilated in this heaven and earth, and be passed by everyone, leaving no trace.

This is really the saddest ending.

"Didn't you invite those cultists, isn't that what they do best?" asked Larry.

"Of course the ordinary believers have invited, but it has no effect, maybe the young lady's obsession and hatred are too deep, such a young girl was forced to die alive, maybe a real bishop-level person can be useful, but how can a real bishop come to a small place like Graystone Town, not to mention that if he comes here with great fanfare, he is simply going against the earl, I'm afraid no one will do such a stupid thing. The old man's face was full of despair.

"That means the young lady is still in her old mansion as a ghost. ”

"Yes, you must be strangers, the haunted mansion of Greystone is famous. At this time, someone from the side suddenly interjected, it was a blonde young man, maybe he had been listening to their conversation since the beginning.

This is the advantage of the tavern, but also the disadvantage of the tavern, in the tavern you can easily hear all kinds of gossip, but on the contrary, what you say is also easy to be heard by others.

"Do you know how to get around?" asked Larry.

"Of course I do. The blonde youth patted his chest and reassured.

"Wait, what do you want to do? I'm not telling you this to disturb the quiet of the young lady. Seeing that the situation was not right, the old man suddenly became excited.

"Don't worry, uncle. Larry stood up, his face flushed drunk, and he swayed a little when he got up, but that didn't stop him from showing his courage: "We're not ordinary people, we're magicians, maybe we can put that beautiful young lady to eternal sleep without having to suffer in this world." ”

It wasn't until the three magicians walked out and were blown by the cold wind outside that they figured out what kind of stupid decision they had just made.

Obviously, wine is not a good thing.

But the current situation is clearly not for regret, especially in the company of an enthusiastic blonde young man who volunteered to act as a guide.

The three mages are sorting out their equipment as they go, and devise appropriate tactics, mages are originally an intellectual class that can accumulate combat power through long hours of preparation, and well-prepared mages will make people feel terrible in magic and wisdom.

In the past, this kind of preparation would have allowed them to slowly start to build confidence, but this time it seems to have the opposite effect.

The more they prepare, the more they think, the more they discover their powerlessness.

To deal with this kind of ghost, there is naturally special magic, and if there is no special magic, even the most powerful magic is useless, and these three magicians happen to be not good at this kind of magic against ghosts.

"Why would you like to come and be our guide for free?" asked Gucci to the blonde youth.

"Haha. The blonde young man touched the back of his head and smiled: "Actually, it's nothing, it's just curiosity, I've heard the story of the Lyle Elves for a long time, and I've long wanted to see it, but I heard that everyone who entered the haunted mansion and wanted to see the Lyle Elves ended up seriously ill, so they didn't dare to rush in, so it's still thanks to you, if there is no magic wizard like you to accompany me, I really don't dare to go to that kind of place alone, haha." ”

High mana?

Goochie and Larry glanced at each other, their eyes full of suspicion of each other.

"Ha, actually, we're not characters with high mana, just ordinary magicians. Larry said modestly.

"Don't be modest. The blond-haired young man laughed, "I just saw that amazing flame you released in the tavern, what a powerful magic." ”

"Huh. Larry chuckled dryly.

In fact, it is not a great magic, it is just a very rudimentary palm fire technique, which seems to be extraordinary, but the actual effect can only be used to scare and scare people.

"Gucci, are you good at spells against ghosts and necromancy?"

"I'm not good at it, what about you?"

"Hahaha, I'm the same!"

“”

The expression of the blonde youth was a little difficult to look at.

When I arrived at the haunted mansion, it was already night, a crescent moon slowly climbed up from the western sky, hanging on the sharp treetops of the fir tree, the summer insects began to chirp, and the mansion in front of me, which had been abandoned for decades, could still vaguely see the former magnificent, beautiful past, but the current situation made people feel desolate and terrible, the walls corroded by wind and rain were crawling with green creepers, the doors and windows of the black hole seemed to be the mouth of the abyss, and the inexplicable sound from the depths of the room made people's hearts tighten, and the cold hairs stood on end.

A cold wind blew, and everyone's skin was full of goosebumps.

"This place doesn't look good—" said Gucci, his face a little blue.

Larry glanced inside and shook his hand, feeling sweaty in his palms.

"I say, you magicians don't feel scared too, do you?" Seeing Guchilari's disappointing expression, the blonde youth's love was also affected.

"Scared? Of course not. Larry relented.

He drew his staff and recited the incantation, a clear moonlight shining down from him.