Bang bang bang Oran came to the door of Russ Richard's house early in the morning and knocked on the door.

"Who...... It doesn't make people sleep well. Damn, where are my clothes......" A loud grumble from a woke man inside the door.

"It's me, I've done what you've commissioned."

"What...... You said you've driven those water ghosts away? I won't pay you if you don't come up with some dry goods! ”

Russ Richard slammed open the wooden door, and saw several slippery heads of light blue with a fishy smell, rolled over dead fish eyes, and grinning teeth.

Still sleepy-eyed, he only felt a chill rushing from his heels to the top of his head, and his scalp was numb. I almost sat on the ground with my knees bent. Pedaling and kicking, he took a few steps back and finally stabilized himself.

"Oh...... Oh, damn it, you're scaring me to death! You, you get these stinky guys out first! He covered his nose and waved the air with his hand.

Orlan turned and placed the water ghost's head in the doorway, shrugged his shoulders, and signaled that this was the end of the matter.

"Boy, are you sure you killed these monsters? It's not that I don't believe you, what do you think if they come to me again? ”

"Then you can come to me again, without pay."

"Well, that's it, it's your pay. They say you're an old Morgan kid, so don't try to deny what you're saying. ”

Oran took the three silver coins in his hand. Well, it's really a big deal, a head and a silver coin. When did the life of the water ghost become so worthless. But Orlan didn't bother to bother with these villagers, did he still expect to beat him up, ask him to raise the price, and give him three more silver coins?

After carrying the water ghost's head and leaving, Oran planned to find an alchemist, well, a herbalist not far from the village. Usually, he mainly relies on the preparation of some herbal medicines to sell to the sick villagers in the village, but at the same time, he also receives patients who have been injured by external wounds.

However, if you have some unusual raw materials, you can also sell them to her, or buy something from her that is especially useful for hunters. Of course, bartering is also acceptable.

"Oh, who am I, little hunter, long time no see. I thought you were buried in the belly of some ogre, hehehe. "Lady Devola, an alchemist and part-time herbalist, was hunched up, holding a mortar filled with unknown herbs in her left hand and a pestle in her right hand.

She always liked to wear that wide-brimmed pointed hat, a gray robe, and a short body carrying her back. Truth be told, Lady Devra is more of a witch than an alchemist. But she's a pretty good person on the whole, whether it's the villagers around her, or the travelers passing by, or even an outlier like Orlan.

It's just that the personality is a little weird, plus a wrinkled face, a pointed nose, and abrupt eyes. It is always the most common method used by the surrounding villagers to scare crying children. It's often much easier to use than any man-eating monster or something like that.

"Little hunter, what good goods have you brought this time!" Lady Devola seemed to be too enthusiastic about Oran, and took Oran's wrist and took his head.

"Hmmm! The fresh water ghost head, it looks like it was cut off last night, not bad! She sniffed with her nose and lifted the water ghost's head to her eyes and stared at it.

Sure enough, the children who came here to see the doctor would be frightened when they saw this scene. But apart from the outlier of little Oran back then, is this why Lady Devra takes special care of Oran?

"I'd like to change something useful, the kind that can deal with ghosts." Oran explained the purpose of the trip.

"Well, let me think about it...... Let me think about it......" Devra turned and pulled open the large cabinet full of colorful bottles of all sizes. There is no doubt that these are her masterpieces.

"Ah, I found it, look at this. It's definitely useful to deal with ghosts! Smear it on the weapon and you'll easily slash at those disembodied ghosts. In a few moments she pulled out a bottle and handed it to Oran, filled with a brownish-gray oily substance.

"Thanks, then I'll go first."

"Hee-hee-hee, little hunter. Be sure to bring something good next time you visit. ”

Oran also had a bottom in his heart with this magical alchemy product, after all, although the ghost could not cause him any harm, it could not be destroyed by brute force. Hunters never mind taking the easier way to win.

I went to the cemetery in the forest outside the village, but I couldn't find out who wrote the commission, so I didn't have any more information to know.

And the commission still doesn't get paid, but Oran still plans to complete it.

There are many tombstones erected in the cemetery, large and small, overgrown with weeds, and it seems that it has been abandoned for a long time, probably because there is no grave keeper.

As he walked, Orlan carefully observed every place where clues might be found, such as the newly refurbished dirt and tombstones...... Sure enough, there was a vacant lot without a tombstone not far away. If you look closely, you can see that the grass in this clearing seems to be growing all over again.

And what Orlan has to do now is to take out the shovel he "borrowed" this morning and dig deep into the bottom of this clearing. Because there is no tombstone, even if someone finds him, he will not do anything.

The shovel was thrust down to a depth of nearly 1.5 feet, but still nothing resembling a plank or coffin was felt. Instead, there was some stiff and uneven touch, and if you guessed correctly, there should be a skeleton under the soil.

After nearly half an hour of excavation, Oran finally cleared the pit to a depth of about 1.4 inches, and the outline of the bones filled with dirt could be faintly visible.

Depending on the size of the pelvis, it can be determined that the deceased was a woman and had been dead for at least more than a year. And by the teeth, you can estimate that her age should be between twenty-five and thirty years old, a very young woman. Conspicuous is the skeleton's right wrist with an emerald studded bracelet.

Perhaps this bracelet is the key to finding the ghost. After death, if the resentment is too deep to dissipate, the soul may become attached to an object that has been touched more frequently during life. And this object is often similar to some gemstones, which contain natural magical powers.

Of course, it doesn't matter, Oran needs to "lead" her ontology. Burning her through flames will touch the origin of the creature such as a ghost, which simply means burning her old home and forcing her to come out.

As the bones burned, Oran could feel gusts of wind blowing from all directions, and suddenly the flames turned a seeping green, and the sky seemed to be overshadowed.

Oran drew the great sword on his back, expertly took out the bottle of brownish-gray oil, and applied it evenly and quickly.