Conan Doyle's breathing was steady and his face was ruddy, but there was no mental reaction, and there was no sign of waking up at all, while Wang Feng and Faust had also lost their way.

Not to mention back in London.

The two of them wandered through the wilderness with Conan Doyle, thankfully finding a village in a short time.

They seem to see hope.

The people in the village were more hospitable, arranged accommodation for the three of them, and found a doctor to come and check on Conan Doyle's condition, which can be described as meticulous.

Wang Feng and Faust first had a meal at the village chief's house, and then fell into bed and slept for a day and a night.

When I woke up, I felt a little dizzy in my head and yawned a few times in a row.

The past few days in the village have been relatively stable, and they can also relax their minds.

The village is not very big, but it has everything that should be there, and it can be said that although the sparrows are small, they have all kinds of organs.

There is a very dilapidated church in the village, much larger than any building, and the villagers go to the church every Saturday for some kind of ceremony.

Faust had never been interested in these things, but Wang Feng was very curious.

It was almost a month or so before Conan Doyle woke up, and his whole body was much thinner, and at first glance he looked like a walking corpse.

"Where am I?" He looked at Faust in front of the bed, their eyes were a little sluggish, and their voices were a little weak.

"In a small village."

Conan Doyle closed his eyes and didn't speak again, lying there motionless.

Faust glanced at Wang Feng and then motioned to go out to speak, and when he went out, Wang Feng looked at him with a puzzled expression: "What's wrong?" ”

Faust sighed and became serious: "Because we have been delayed for about a month because of this matter...... More time than I expected. We can't afford to delay any longer, we have to find a way to get out of here. ”

Wang Feng felt that there was indeed some truth: "Otherwise, I'll go and talk to the village chief?" ”

"Okay......" Faust nodded and walked to the room, "Then I'll take care of Conan Doyle here." ”

Wang Feng hurriedly ran to the village chief's house and chatted with the village chief for a few words, and finally told the three of them that they were leaving.

The village chief looked surprised: "You three babies are going to leave so soon?" Hasn't that injured baby woken up yet? Will it be a little earlier? ”

"That guy has woken up, and we have something else to do...... Thank you for taking care of us this month. ”

After Wang Feng finished speaking, he quickly bowed.

Seeing that Wang Feng was so resolute, the village chief didn't say much, and prepared a carriage for the two of them, and then prepared something to eat.

Faust put Conan Doyle, who was still very weak, into the car, and the three of them said goodbye to the group before leaving.

Conan Doyle was lying in the carriage a little unsettled, he looked at Wang Feng and the others, first sighed, and then said, "It's really terrifying...... I never thought I'd be in for such a bizarre thing. ”

Faust, who was driving the carriage, looked at Conan Doyle and was more curious: "What happened to you?" Once you entered that cave, it was like going crazy. ”

"I don't know how, but as soon as I entered the cave, I felt like I was surrounded by people

, and the two of you are gone...... And there was always a voice in my ear, calling my name. He tried to recall the situation and described it to the two of them: "I didn't know what was going on, it was like a pair of hands kept pushing me forward, and my brain had lost the ability to think. ”

Wang Feng patted him on the shoulder when he heard what Conan Doyle said: "It's okay now, you can rest well!" ”

Conan Doyle smiled bitterly: "I've been lying in bed for almost a month or so, isn't it enough to rest?" ”

He took a deep breath: "It's so uncomfortable, it's so hard to be imprisoned around a room without any exit......"

The three of them chatted like this.

As time went on, the carriage traveled some way and finally came to a town.

The three of them hurriedly got out of the car and had a casual bite to eat, and then returned to the carriage and hurried away.

It took almost half a month for them to reach the docks.

After a night's rest, Faust, Wang Feng and Conan Doyle finally boarded a cruise to London.

In the middle of the night, Wang Feng woke up from his dream and fell asleep, and came directly to the deck, thinking about it.

"Can't sleep in the middle of the night? Could it be that you're having nightmares again? ”

Wang Feng nodded, and then looked at Faust behind him: "Aren't you also unable to sleep?" ”

Faust walked up to Wang Feng and leaned against the railing: "I've been thinking about what happened before, the Book of Necrons you got earlier is a bit strange, and I'm beginning to doubt the identity of Moritia now." He may not be human......"

"It's not human, so what is he?" Wang Feng was shocked and instantly understood what Faust meant: "According to what you mean, he is a monster?" ”

Faust looked at the sea: "I suspect that the world I reached in the game I played with Moritia before was not another world, but a ...... through time and space."

"Traveled through time and space? But that guy shouldn't have that ability! Could it be that someone is helping him? ”

Wang Feng couldn't think of what was going on when he thought of this.

"Since I can travel back to the present in the future, there must be someone who can travel back to this ...... And that person is the enemy of us...... It's just speculation, but I feel like the last monster we saw was Moritia......"

Faust said this, quickly took a cigarette from his bosom, and then lit it.

When Wang Feng heard him say this, all the previous things came to mind, and they began to form a complete **.

Moritia put herself and Van Gogh on the cruise ship for two things, one is to activate Van Gogh's memory, and the other is to get herself the Book of Necronomins.

At the beginning, his focus was misplaced, Wang Feng always thought that everyone's goal was Van Gogh, but the initial goal was actually the neglected Necronomicon book.

Moritia's game is very ingenious, he uses an illusion to cover up the truth, and then mixes the two together, so that Wang Feng gets the wrong direction.

And all the things that happened after that were just to divert Wang Feng and the others, and not Moritia's real purpose.

Wang Feng's hairs stood on end in an instant: "That guy is really terrifying." ”

"Horror? I felt the guy behind him screaming

I believe that this guy made all these plans, he knows where the future holds, so he wants everything to go in the direction he wants...... The point is that for so long, we didn't realize it, and that's the scariest thing. ”

Faust thought of this and glanced at Wang Feng: "I have felt that there is something wrong with Moritia before, and being in a team with him before gave me a feeling that I was in the company of wild beasts...... And his talent is also very strange, there is only one talent from beginning to end, but this one talent is stronger than all talents......"

"Alas! We have to know who the man behind Moritia really is? ”

Although Wang Feng knew what to do next, it was not easy to say, Faust had speculated that the person behind Moritia was their acquaintance, since he was an acquaintance, he must know everyone well, and he had crossed over from the future, so he knew everything what to do.

What's even more terrifying is that his disguise makes almost no one aware of his existence.

The enemies that have appeared, no matter how powerful they are, will not make Wang Feng feel terrifying, it's a big deal that the soldiers will block it, and the water will cover it, but the more invisible things are, the more terrifying they are.

What you see is often the most reassuring.

In an instant, he felt a pair of hands hold his throat.

"The ship will reach a city halfway through, and we will settle down there...... After two or three days of rest, the ship will set sail again, and I always feel that the journey will not be too smooth...... You have to be mentally prepared. ”

Faust threw the cigarette butt into the sea and left, he suddenly turned his head to look at Wang Feng, as if to say something, but hesitated for a moment and said nothing.

"Are you going to say anything?"

Wang Feng felt a little bad when he saw that he wanted to speak and stopped.

"Nothing...... I'm just a little scared. ”

Faust smiled slightly: "You may think I'm joking, but what I'm saying is true......"

"I'm a little scared too......" he looked up at the moon in the sky, "Faust...... Do you think we still have a chance to win? ”

"I don't feel like I ...... win"

"So why are we trying to change that?"

Faust paused for a moment and thought for a long time: "All unknown things can only be discovered after exploration, just like this long night, even if it contains countless unknowns and is full of its own darkness, there will always be light sprinkled on this world, whether it is the moon or the stars, although those lights are insignificant, they are enough to give human beings infinite reverie." ”

"We don't stand a chance of winning, do we?"

"No chance of winning...... Well! It's true that there is no chance of winning, but there is something called a miracle...... I believe that miracles will happen. ”

Faust looked up at the starry sky: "A miracle is to make the impossible possible......

"But ......"

Faust directly interrupted Wang Feng: "But you say too much about this word...... There is nothing that cannot be done...... The night is long after all, but the sun will still rise the next day, and even if the clouds are thick, there will be a ray of light shining through the cracks in the clouds...... What we do is a miracle...... It's a miracle that we've come so far. ”

Wang Feng stood there quietly, and Faust's words lingered in his ears all the time.