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Phil looked into the other party's eyes and said: "When dealing with that person, I prepared a little potion in advance, that potion is very strong, it can make a third-class wizard apprentice hallucinate, it stands to reason that its effect on ordinary people should be more powerful, but Miss Venus didn't seem to be affected at all before, and even activated your witchcraft in time at a critical moment to save my ......"

"I'm just a little curious, why isn't Miss Venus affected by the potion?" asked Phil again.

Venus frowned, she was also a little puzzled, she didn't even notice what Phil had done before the battle.

"I'm really sorry, Mr. Phil, I don't know, but if I knew, I would be happy to assist you. Venus said.

"That's a shame. Phil leaned closer, "Miss Venus is said to have lived with Mr. Atwood since she was a child?"

"Yes," Venus's face was much better when he talked about Taizu, "I remember that at the beginning, I went horseback riding with Taizu in the forest, and there were large fields of wild flowers and wild fruits in the forest, and once we caught a wild deer, which was as high as my waist! But Taizu told me that it was a pregnant doe, so we ended up releasing it......"

Venus's smile was as bright as the sun when she spoke of these things.

"More often than not, it's the guards who play with me, rowing and fishing, picking wildflowers...... It's just that the guards always change, so I often can't remember their names......" Venus was a little embarrassed, "I have a bad memory, it's not that I don't like them." ”

"That earring, I guess Mr. Atwood gave you a witch weapon, right?" said Phil suddenly, "when did you send them?"

"Is this a birthday present......? Yes, I'm ......" Venus touched the pearl earrings on her ears, and her expression became confused again, "What is your birthday? ”

"Mr. Atwood once said that you also have wizarding talents, or even third-class wizarding talents, when did you test them?" asked Phil again.

"I don't remember, Mr. Phil, I don't remember a lot of the questions you asked. ”

"It's okay, I wonder if you have any other talents besides wizarding talents?"

"I don't know, Mr. Underwood," Venus shook his head, "I'm a little tired, Mr. Underwood, I'll go and rest first." She hurried back to her room.

She didn't know that she had changed her title to "Mr. Underwood" again, and left with a stiff expression on her face.

Phil looked at her back and always felt that there was something strange in it.

Early the next morning, Phil awoke, and learned that Miss Venus had returned to the castle.

Then when I came to the dining room, I saw Atwood, who had come early in the morning to visit the frightened Venus.

"Miss Venus has returned, Mr. Atwood. Phil said.

"I know," said the old man, "she's been there since she was a child, so I think it's better to rest there." ”

"Well, I haven't thanked her yet, after all, Miss Venus did save my life yesterday. ”

"If it weren't for Mr. Phil, Venus wouldn't have survived. Atwood said politely, "I've been guarding Venus for so many years, I can't imagine how I would have lived without her." ”

"Your relationship is really enviable, and last night Venus told me about her childhood. ”

"When I was a child, yes, it's been so long......" Atwood said this, silent for a while, as if immersed in the memory, before he came back to his senses and apologized to Phil: "I'm sorry, when you get old, you tend to think about the things of your youth...... Mr. Phil should have been a little tired yesterday, so I won't bother, there are some scenery here that are worth seeing, please have a good rest. ”

So, soon, the new castle was left alone with Phil, and the owners returned to the castle and left their guests alone.

Phil stayed here for three days, except to visit the scenery that Atwood had mentioned, and spent the rest of his time studying the bronze mirror.

It wasn't until three days later that Venus was back to its original appearance, innocent and kind, and it seemed that there was no shadow of that day at all.

However, the arrival of Venus does remind Phil that it is time to pick up the task.

That night, he followed Venus back to the castle.

As a result, Phil heard a faint scream from the depths of the castle again, and this time it was longer, ringing for half the night.

The next afternoon, Phil rode a new horse and headed out for the Dark Forest.

Just like last time, except that when he passed the thatched hut, Phil saw a horse's skin on it, and there was a horse's head stuck in the side, which seemed to be the same horse he had ridden last time! In the thatched hut was the fool's blue eyes, very deep in the darkness.

Phil snorted coldly, suppressed a fireball spell to blast the idea of the thatched house, and quickly whipped his horse into the depths of the forest.

Last time, I didn't ride in because I was worried about what would happen to the horse in the dark forest, but it seems that leaving it outside will not end well.

This time, Phil also asked Atwood for a 10,000-year-old lamp for ordinary people.

It is unknown why the light trick didn't work in the end last time, because this is not a forbidden place, and the probing glasses can still work. This time I rode in, although it was likely that the time was much less, but Phil still felt that the path in the dark forest was very long.

The cabin was still the same as last time, with the horses tethered to the yard, and Phil went in to see it, and there was no change from last time. A timekeeping hourglass was placed in the house, and Phil carried the lantern to the creek behind the hut and followed the source to take a look.

These flowers and trees in the dark forest, they are called forests, but in fact there is only one shelf left, all of them are dead, and naturally there is no vitality of the forest, Phil followed the stream, and all he saw were some fish bones displayed at the bottom of the stream, pile after pile.

After walking for a short time, I finally came to the source, which was the corner of a small hill, under a large rock.

The place that was supposed to be a small waterhole, at this time there was a thick breath of death, there were bones everywhere, the waterhole was fish bones, and the waterhole was all kinds of beasts and birds, all over the ground, it had rotted and shattered into pieces, as if the animals of the entire forest had run here, each occupying a body-sized ground, and together it was a jungle of white bones, which gave Phil a huge feeling, he had never seen so many bones, and the weirdness of this dark forest was not only a cabin.

Phil walked in and looked at it for a while and accidentally stepped on a leg bone, what is this?

Phil was shocked, and looked down at the whole skeleton of bones to which this leg bone belonged, and there were some rancid shreds of flesh stuck to it, this was the last horse he ridden!

He thought he had been killed by a fool outside, but he didn't expect that the horse skin was in the thatched house, but the horse bone came here.

Was that fool moved here? And what about this jungle of bones? It's been around for more than a thousand years, and who caused all this?

If it was Miranda, he would probably go deep into the bone jungle to see what caused all this, but Phil didn't and turned around and went back.

All his actions were to save his life and gain strength, and his mission was to spend the night in the cabin, not to solve problems.

When I went back, I saw that the horse was a little frightened and kept neighing, probably because I couldn't stand the decay around here, and these decay breaths gave people the feeling of despair and death, and the horse's feeling was boundless darkness.

Phil lit a bonfire in the courtyard for it, so it quieted down.

Phil knocked on the door and entered the cabin, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the hourglass placed in the hall, which was originally only because there was no sunset and sunrise in the dark forest, which was used to determine that Phil had spent the night here, but the hourglass showed that it was already midnight!

Obviously, he only walked along the creek for dozens of minutes, and a round trip was more than an hour at most, but why had the hourglass passed for more than six hours?

Is it an illusion, or is it a more mysterious realm of time?

Another point is that Phil doesn't know what to use as a time criterion, if his time in the creek is correct, then everything in the cabin is an illusion, if the hourglass time is correct, then his time in the dark forest is slow.

Phil leaned towards the first type, he believed in his own feelings, if it was the first type, it would explain why he had to knock on the door to open the door, maybe he pushed the door directly, but he didn't know, he had to wait for the psychological hint of knocking on the door before he felt that he had pushed the door open, and it also explained why some of the furnishings in the cabin were new and some were rotten, because this illusion had been partially missing in the course of a thousand years.

The question now is, do you want to go to your room for the night? The illusions inside will inevitably affect you, such as not being able to guarantee the exact time, and there is a high probability that you will experience some strange events.

In the end, it goes without saying that Phil's task is to stay in the cabin for one night instead of one night in the dark forest, although I don't know if the Copernicus of the academy has any means to find out if he has stayed in the cabin, but this kind of speculation about high-level creatures is very stupid, let alone perfunctory tasks issued by such adults.

Because he couldn't help himself, Phil still had to be a little prepared for himself.

First, he put a prepared time hourglass in the doorway, hung it on his horse, and then lit a bonfire in the middle of the hall like the predecessors who had come to do the mission in the past, but he did not stay there, but placed a trap for warning, and went to a room on the second floor, and after the same arrangement, Phil took out the means of preparing to deal with the environment in the mission prompt - a sober branch.

It's just a bit boring to just do nothing and just stay for one night, and it's also a bit of a waste of time.

So Phil took out his notes and carefully sorted out and studied the few witchcrafts he had learned.

In the faint light of the Ten Thousand Year Lamp, he quietly waited for the night to pass.