The long-abandoned monastery stood alone in the snow, in the forest.

Snow-covered pine needles surrounded the towering greystone walls, silent and silent, and the stone walls were covered with cracks in the wind and rain, from which withered vines grew wildly, like ancient tree whiskers, densely hanging to the ground, taking root in the snow-covered earth.

The three of them approached one foot deep and one foot shallow, and stopped to look up at the bleak scene, and without communication in between, they continued onward, round the stone wall, past the gate, and into the courtyard.

The gates of the monastery had once been used as a protection against robbers and wild beasts in the wilderness, but now all that remained was an empty stone arch, half of which was lying in the snow and half missing. The courtyard was surrounded by trees and deserted, and through the silver-white square, a tall sanctuary that was unrepaired came into view.

The quaint building was almost half-collapsed and overgrown with weeds, but the tall, heavy wooden door still stood on the frame, half-hidden, and with a push of his hand, the door opened with a long sigh. In the silence and silence, it looks quite frightening.

The snow on the lintel fell, Fang Yu subconsciously took a step back, retreated down the steps, the door was full of dust, and a stale breath came to his face.

Inside the door was a secluded hall, the northern corner of which had collapsed, and the sun was shining through the gap, falling on the stones and snow. But instead of illuminating the hall, the pale sunlight made it look deeper and darker.

It used to be a place for monks to meditate and serve the gods, and it looked simple and solemn, but they still laid a carpet on the stone slabs, but the carpet had faded, and the background seemed to be pitch black, like dried blood, and covered with a thick layer of ash.

Traces of the fire can still be seen in the hall, with blackened pillars and vaults, and burnt carpets covered with scorch marks and spots, and the utensils in the hall either stumbling or charred.

Fang Yu silently looked at the scene inside, opened the system, and sent a text to Luo Hao, asking about what happened here a few months ago.

He had actually known what had happened to those adventurers here before he came, but it might be more helpful to find some details that they hadn't noticed before, comparing what he saw in front of him.

Luo Hao directly sent him a video.

Fang Yu opened the video, which showed a battle, but the picture moved quickly, shaky, and in total darkness, it was almost difficult to see what was happening.

I only heard someone shouting inside, roughly pointing out the location of an object, and the other party was not moving fast. There should be many people in the picture, and occasionally a faint human face can be seen flashing, occasionally with the murmur of spells and the sound of fighting.

It seemed that someone called out to the owner of the picture, and he looked back and saw a flickering light enveloping the picture, and after a few moments, everything went dark.

Fang Yu only remembered the somewhat touching bright purple light, like a spell, or a flickering flame. He was vaguely familiar, but as the picture reconstructed in his mind little by little, he gradually sketched out the scene in the picture, and looked up at the silent hall - the battle gradually overlapped with this place.

They were attacked by more than one shadow figure, and as it was proven afterwards. ’

'That's the filmmaker?' ’

Fang Yu slowed back and forth the last video many times, but there was only a blurry purple light, and he couldn't see the appearance of the shadow man at all.

He asked a question that seemed superfluous: 'Did they come back to life?' ’

Of course. ’

'And then they came back here?' ’

'I've been back, but I haven't found much. ’

After hesitating for a moment, Luo Hao sent another text: "After that, there were actually other people who came to this place, because it was rumored that it was haunted. ’

'Haunted? ’

Fang Yuan was stunned for a moment, what kind of statement is it to be haunted in Aitalia, is it an undead?

At this time, the dust had settled in the hall, and he took a step inside, and at that moment, a whispering voice suddenly sounded in the dark hall. The voice was low and high, as if many people were talking, and then it seemed like a low sigh, and after a while it turned into an argument or a shout.

"Who's in that place?" Fang Yu was taken aback.

He subconsciously looked in the direction where the voice came from, but the direction of the sound was uncertain, as if it was coming from all directions. He could discern at least two or three sources, if not more, from them, which were muffled for a moment, but then re-pitched after a moment.

After repeating this many times, Fang Yu gradually calmed down, and he recorded a voice and sent it over.

After a while, Luo Hao replied:

That's why this place is haunted. ’

'Those voices?' ’

Yes, the voices were coming from the hall, but no one knew why. ’

Fang Yu then noticed that Miss Knight raised her hand behind her, whispering the name of the Lord of Light, and a bright golden rune flashed in her small palm.

But she quickly frowned, and there was a look of confusion in her eyes.

"Did you find anything?" Fang Yu asked.

Maye shook her head: "There's some dark aura in the hall, but not much. ”

It's normal for a dark aura to grow in the ruined ruins, and they will gradually come together to breed some low-level dark creatures, such as the undead.

However, these spirits are not really the souls of the dead, and appear to be physical beings such as skeletons, zombies, and ghouls, but in reality they are nothing more than energy bodies driven by the forces of darkness.

On the contrary, it is the undead such as ghosts and earthbound spirits that are the souls of the real living.

But the dark aura gathered here obviously still belonged to the relatively weak category, not enough to form undead creatures, let alone the latter.

It can only be said that it is worthy of the temple of Milera, even if it has been abandoned for decades, it still retains a weak power of holy light, which is enough to suppress the breeding of dark forces here.

But the voices in the hall were strange since they weren't from the undead. Fang Yu listened for a moment, but still couldn't distinguish the mixed sounds, like the whispers of a sleepwalker, disorganized and illogical.

He stopped and asked Luo Hao, 'What are these sounds?' ’

Luo Hao replied: "No one understands? ’

'No one understands?' Fang Yu was stunned.

Indigenous adventurers are just that, but the Electors are not just adventurers from this world, they also have the support of the technological power of another world behind them. It shouldn't be difficult to record multiple overlapping sounds, analyze the voiceprints, and extract the desired content from them, right?

Such examples are not uncommon, and many sound labs have worked with the top teams in Aitalia, and several of the more well-known incidents have been solved in this way.

It's been haunted for a few months, and it won't be without adventurers who have such thoughts, right?

However, Luo Hao added: "The recorded sound is very weird, whether it is through the system or the recording crystal, the recorded sound will always be missing." The rest of the text will also become indistinct, and all that can be extracted is some murmur of unknown meaning. ”

And such a thing?

No wonder this place was called 'haunted', Fang Yu had never seen such a case in his memory.

However, while he was thinking about it, Luo Yu on the side suddenly said affirmatively: "This is the power of magic. ”

"What?" Fang Yu turned his head.

Luo Yu shook his head, "Some kind of force interfered with the recording crystal, it wasn't that the sound was missing, but the power that lingered on it during the recording changed the content of the sound?" ”

"Are you sure?" Fang Yu turned around and asked a little seriously, "Is there any way to remove that spell?" ”

Luo Yu thought for a moment and said, "That's the power of magic, but it's not necessarily a fixed spell, nature can also produce such power. I'm afraid it's hard to solve this problem in the direction of disarming spells...... But there may be an easy way to do it. ”

Fang Yu looked at the other party with some surprise, "What do you say?" ”

"We can hear the original 'appearance' of this voice," Luo Yu looked up at the hall, "but the recording crystal and the sound recorded by the system will be offset, I guess it's because the recording crystal and the system are actually applying the same principle, using a recording spell to store the sound." ”

Fang Yu reacted: "Luo Yu, are you saying that that kind of power will react to this spell, thus changing the content of the voice?" ”

Luo Yu nodded.

"So what should we do?" Maye also asked at this time.

"Just use a shielding circle to block out the fluctuations of the cast."

"It's that simple?"

"It's as simple as that." Luo Yu nodded affirmatively.

But Fang Yu thought about it carefully, and realized that this matter was probably not as simple as Luo Yu said.

It's just a solution to the problem, but it's not easy for the average person to realize that there is some kind of force that changes the sound, not that the sound is missing during recording.

As Luo Hao said, most people in the community thought that the sound was missing during the recording, but Luo Yu could see through the essence at a glance. This thing doesn't even have anything to do with the talent of the Elector, I'm afraid it's simply because the other party and Kita have been taught by Karatu for more than a month.

This kind of thinking about the nature of magic is, in fact, lacking in most of the Elect.

Luo Yu began to set up the shielding array, but Fang Yu remembered another thing.

"Where do we take the recorded audio to analyze?" Fang Yu couldn't help but ask, they don't know anything about the tall laboratory, can't they send it to the community for others to analyze, right?

Or is it lost to the military?

However, Luo Hao soon sent a message:

Miss Tata said no, if we could record the sounds, there were several phonological sub-schools of spells that could extract what we wanted, and even if the magician couldn't, the bard would. ’

He even bragged: 'Technology has its power, but it also has its own solution in the world of magic.' ’

Fang Yu knew at a glance that this must have been said by Miss Tata, even if it was not the original words, it was also modified by Luo Hao.

But he had already grasped the strong man in his heart, "It's you, Sky Blue." ”

The muffled murmur in the hall continued for nearly a tariak before it finally died down. Over there, Luo Yu also recorded the sound, Fang Yu took the recording crystal and put it again, and found that it was indeed the same as what he heard, which proved that the other party's guess was correct.

He couldn't help but give the other a thumbs up.

The three of them walked through the hall and on.

At the back of the hall were the places where the ascetics used to live, and theoretically the battle of a few months earlier had not affected these places - the adventurers spent the night in the hall and were attacked by the sudden appearance of the shadow man, never going further afield.

However, since there is a shadow man here, Fang Yu still wants to see if there are any secrets hidden inside.

'I'm afraid it's hard to find anything,' Luo Hao sent him a message: "The adventurers' footprints have been all over this monastery in the past few months, but except for that night, the shadow man has never appeared again. ’

'Are you sure that was the first time Shadowman was near Greyowl Town?' ’

At least no earlier sightings have been found. ’

"It's better to look at it than not to look at it." Fang Yu thought to himself.

There's always a reason why filmmakers are here.

Although others didn't find anything, but other people couldn't record the sounds, didn't they record them too?

He projected a dragon hunter from the information crystal to his left side, and Maye also drew her long sword, holding a shield in one hand—her halberd was not used here, so she had to use a spare weapon. This is also the reason why most Electors do not like to use poleguns.

Although pole-handled weapons have an advantage over other melee weapons in most situations.

The trio were passing through a deep, dark walkway, the main passage of the friars' living quarters, which led in all directions to the different areas of the living quarters—the dining room, the bedroom, the study, and the prison.

When passing through an intersection, Fang Yu suddenly felt a heat in his chest, and the back of his hand was slightly hot. He was all too familiar with this feeling, and subconsciously looked in one direction, only to see a ghostly shadow appear at the intersection in that direction.

"Who!?"

Fang Yu only felt a creepy feeling when he looked at the shadow, and subconsciously shouted, and at the same time raised his right hand, and a silver light shot in that direction.

But the 'Silver Bee' only passed through a shadow as if it had passed through it, and the ghost 'looked' at them, then slowly turned around and walked outside.

Fang Yu was taken aback, the direction in which the ghost had gone was exactly the direction they had come from, the direction of the hall outside. But the speed of the ghost was extremely fast, and it was too late for them to chase after them, so Fang Yu had to immediately let his clockwork goblin follow, but the scene in the next moment from the field of vision was a little confusing-

The ghost didn't go far before it vanished until it was gone.

Fang Yu let the 'Silver Bee' fly all the way to the hall outside, and no more figures appeared.

He let his clockwork goblin sway outside for a moment before flying back again, catching it with his hand, pulling up his goggles, and looking back at the other two. All three of them were a little confused, not quite understanding what was going on - could it be that this place was really 'haunted'?

But then Maye once again threw a detection spell at the 'ghost' appearance, and then snorted softly.

“…… It's so dark and dark. ”

"What?"

Miss Knight pointed in that direction and said softly, "Mr. Ed, the dark aura there is very strong. ”

Fang Yu knew that she was the knight of Ori, known as the Lord of Light, the Servant of the Light, the nemesis of all the undead, as the first main god of the Orin God System, even Milella was his subordinate god, and she was the most sensitive to the power of darkness.

"Is that the direction?" He asked, pointing to the intersection where the ghost had appeared.

Maye nodded.

"Go there and have a look." Fang Yu replied.

The three of them walked in that direction, but no sooner had they entered the intersection than there was another vision in the darkness, only this time it was no longer a shadow—but a multitude of shadows.

It was like an afterimage of history, as if the monks who had lived here in the past, slowly walking through the dark aisles here, they lined up, their pale bodies were illusory, and they were walking towards the three of them.

The three of them stepped back against the wall with some nervousness, watching the illusory shadows pass in front of them.

They all had the outline of a human being, but they couldn't see their faces clearly, and the shadows didn't seem to see the three of them, but walked towards the outside like the previous phantom, and gradually disappeared after a while, and disappeared again.

Fang Yu looked at this scene and frowned slightly.

He hadn't noticed it before, but now that he was so close to these 'ghosts', he faintly realized that these shadows didn't seem to be some ghosts, nor were they 'haunted', they really seemed to be just shadows......

Some images from the past.

He stretched out his hand, and sure enough, it walked through the unreal.

Fang Yu turned to look at Miss Knight.

Mei also shook her head: "They are not undead, although the dark aura here is very strong, but I can't feel the dark aura on them." ”

What's going on?

Fang Yu was a little puzzled in his heart, but he was puzzled, he learned to be obedient this time, and took out the recording crystal to film this scene. And there was a lesson from the past, and after those shadows disappeared, he also replayed the content of the recording crystal again.

But this time the 'power' didn't seem to work, and the crystal faithfully recorded everything they had seen before.

Fang Ou couldn't figure out what was going on, and Miss Tata couldn't give any answer, but the dark aura that hung ahead grew stronger and stronger until they reached the end of the corridor.

There is a sculpture of a gargoylee with a bowed head.

May's gaze fell on the gargoyle's claws almost immediately.

Unlike the usual gargoyle sculpture with its claws hanging down, the sculpture in front of them held a somewhat peculiar crystal in its claws - but it was not a real crystal, but the image of a crystal carved out of stone.

"The aura of darkness is coming from above?" Fang Yu saw the other party's expression and immediately realized something.

Maye nodded slightly.

Could it be that those images came from this 'crystal'?

Fang Yu hesitated in his heart, and reached out to press his hand on the crystal.

And at that moment, the three of them suddenly heard a clattering sound. The next moment the gargoyle actually shrank back, and then revealed a black hole in the wall behind it.

……