The rain was still falling, and it was daylight, but it was like night.

The outward roads were washed away by the torrential rain. According to the owner's radio, the people at the hotel were apprehensive when they learned that the road outward, the only way out of the mountain, was blocked by a mudslide caused by heavy rains, and that the dredging work would be completed in the coming days, and until then people had to stay in the mountains.

"Well, we're going to stay in the mountains all the time. The boy looked at the owner of the inn, and after receiving an affirmative answer, he said that he was not in a hurry, and slowly turned away, intending to return to his room and continue to sleep.

Old Friedrich, owner of the inn.

As a young man, he was a mountaineering adventurer who loved to go where no one had gone before, he set many records and was a best-selling author for a while.

The priest walked around with some restlessness, listening to the Lord's teachings, but forever in anxiety. A clock was carefully lying in his hand, when a thunderclap exploded, and in the somewhat dim white light, the shadows of people shook unusually, and a shadow appeared on the window, and along the window led to the wall next to it, and the shadow developed further, as if it was about to continue from the wall to the floor.

On a rainy night, an unusual person suddenly appeared, and he smashed the glass with his hand.

He soon discovered that there was also a steel plate, which was so strong and hard that it could not be broken. With a flash of blue in his eyes, he controlled the man inside to get up from the bed and open the steel plate so that he could go outside and turn in.

The sleeping man suddenly opened his eyes, and a blue light came out of his pupils, shooting out a distance of several meters. When the dazed man got out of bed, he accidentally knocked a book on the ground, which was illuminated by the lightning lightning, and the title of the book flashed impressively: The Resurrected.

After the man got out of bed, he staggered to the window, gently pressed his finger on the raised square object, the square popped open, and the lock of the burglar-proof window was lifted. Immediately afterwards, he opened the unlocked security window - a steel plate that could be pushed and pulled......

A pair of hands instantly went deep through the window.

The owner of these hands, with a blue light in his eyes, tried to insert his hand directly, but the two hands only grabbed the man who opened the security window, and the man's neck was about to be broken at any time. He walked in straight through the window, stiff as a puppet.

The shadow was still trying to stretch, sliding hard from the window to the floor, and there was always a sound of squeezing in the process, but just like the previous sound of glass being smashed, everything was masked by the rain.

A mysterious glow emanated from the clock, driving something unusual out of the house.

Including the shadow that made a sharp sound as the light came out, and suddenly retracted from the floor to the wall like a finger touching a flame, and then fled from the wall to the window.

Old Friedrich saw the priest's face change suddenly: "What was that voice just now?" ”

"The devil's groan. The little old man said seriously, more like a joke.

The priest shook his head at old Friedrich, who did not think this was a good time to joke.

"Can't you really go out?" he asked again, vaguely hoping that old Friedrich, the former adventurer, would be able to help.

"Dear Father, it's raining very hard outside. In this kind of weather, even the devil will not come out to harm people. ”

"The devil always appears when people don't expect it, but can't even you?" his voice is like that of a true clergyman, always calm, and outwardly peaceful even when he is restless. There is also his own personality among them.

The stylish priest waited for an answer from another old man.

"Yes, it's raining a lot outside, and it's dangerous to walk on a mountain road on such a rainy day, so even if there is no jam, according to the law, the owner should be obliged to warn or retain guests...... Of course, I think. If you have a reason to leave, I don't have the right to stop you.

But you have to know that in the current situation, it is difficult for people from outside to open up the way to get in. Before the road was opened, no one could get out. ”

"You can't help it, I know, when you were young, you were an adventurer. The priest put his hand on the clock again.

"I'm old. He said lonely: "In the past, such heavy rain was not difficult for me, but now it is not possible." ”

"Yes, old man, this is the greatest gift the Lord has given to the world. The priest whispered.

Heavy bells rang.

The boss walked over to the clock, opened the clock, and rewound it.

"Ah, it's noon so soon, it's twelve o'clock. The guests must be hungry, and I have to get ready. ”

The old man walked neatly, and soon walked from the first step of the stairs to the last.

The room marked R on the door, at the end of the corridor, is room eighteen. The rooms here are arranged exactly in alphabetical order.

"But there are only twenty-six letters here, what about room twenty-seven?" said the boy to himself on his pillow.

Snett peeked out of the quilt and slept next to him, she knocked him on the head and said, "Why are you so stupid, there is not only one letter, from the twenty-seventh room, you can change another letter to indicate it." Just tell your guests exactly what order of the different letters is so they can figure out the room number for themselves. ”

"I'm not wondering about that. Why don't they use numbers, why do they have to use letters so botheringly? ”

"The town of Nande used to be a haunted place, and the people here were superstitious about numbers, and they thought it was unlucky. Snett said.

All kinds of strange traditions and customs about this town, as well as some unknown rumors, were all found by her and the teenager from the records of the local church.

The boy thinks that the church is a testimony of a place, and if he wants to understand a place, he must first rummage through the history books of the church, but he will only pay attention to the big things, and for such small details, it is up to Snet to tell him.

"This small town in the mountains has had several massacres. The boy said, covering his head.

"Well, it seems that the king himself ordered the slaughter. Sneat found herself in his arms.

The town was once a stronghold for Mayayans.

Mayaya beliefs are a combination of church beliefs and local druidic traditions. Similar situations exist in many places.

Regional traditions influenced the rituals of the religion itself, which was common in the early Middle Ages and was not taken seriously by the Church.

In the early days, the Church was not very powerful in the kingdom, and the bishops were so focused on fighting the nobility for land that they did not care about changes in certain areas.

After the middle of the Middle Ages, as the Church grew stronger, the people's faith became more solid, and because the political atmosphere began to become conservative, regional beliefs began to become intolerant.

But there was no systematic persecution earlier. The Church has not introduced any laws prohibiting it, and only some radical believers in the people will spontaneously act violently.

Over the next 50 years, this situation began to change completely.

The first is that the number of Mayaya began to expand. Gradually, their beliefs and orthodoxy became more and more inconsistent.

Contradictions between the believers began to intensify severely. The nobles and the king began to impose various physical restrictions on the Mayaya, and referring to the treatment of heresy in the Kane Empire, the king believed that it was necessary to be more decisive about heresy than against heretics, so as to stabilize the situation.

The Mayyas, who had the ancient druidic custom of advocating freedom and nature, seemed to be a little too common, which was an important reason why the king could not tolerate them, but the main reason was the intensification of the contradictions between the Mayyans and the church.

The king had to make a choice, and he certainly would not and could not split with the Orthodox Church, so that the Mayaya problem would need to be resolved.

If left unchecked, the human heart will have terrible power. The anger continued, and it was not clear to people why this was happening, such as the nobles under the king, who could not understand this tolerance for heresy, according to which it was a virtue to directly kill heretics.

As the center of the Maya faith, Nande is not meant to be numerous, but it is a radiant point, and if you open the map, you will find that Nande Town is located in the middle of the Maya concentration area, and it was also the preservation of the early ruins of the Druids.

The disaster in the town of Nande began with a group of knights who had lost their minds, and they attacked the place.

The knight shouted to protect the Father's property and power, and entered this mountain town, which had not been peaceful before.

After a search of the town, the knights did not find any hidden demons.

In the course of their search, they took the opportunity to smash many local churches.

The reason why the local Mayyates did not dare to resist was not because they were afraid of the knights. It's their patience.

Three years later, the Black Death once again swept through the coastal regions of the kingdom. The king and the bishop died of illness, and then on the battlefield there was a terrible defeat, in which about 10,000 infantrymen and 2,000 knights were killed or captured in battle with their neighbors.

It is reasonable to blame some people, such as the Mayyas, for all of these successive misfortunes.

The town of Nande became an opening for this kind of venting and a place of suffering.

In the heavy rain, the flames rose and fell, but they were not extinguished, and the whole town was driven together by people from all directions, the king's army, the lord's private army, and the militia who came spontaneously, and forced them to kneel there to mourn their crimes, a precursor to a terrible massacre.

When the horrific massacre did come, some people had already fallen to the ground in the rain and died, and some militia would drag them down and bury them haphazardly. According to later accounts, three hundred people were killed outright. Most of the rest would have been drenched in the rain. The men were stripped naked and tied to tree trunks.

"When was the last massacre? and the organization we're going to track down. The boy asked, confused, his hand searching for some soft parts of Snett's body.

There was a succession of stimulation coming from her body, which made her completely unable to rest well.

"A hundred years ago. Some of the self-proclaimed heirs of the druids rebelled here, and when they failed, they were all executed, and the organization we had to track down ......" Sneat also replied in a daze.

The boy unconsciously stroked her.

"Listen, I'm a little sleepy, don't you be ...... to me Yes. She sat up suddenly, her face flushed and shouted.