Liu Ci is not a casual babbling person. She said that there was an unusual, and that it was probably a big deal, and that Veblen had to temporarily give up talking to an old nobleman of great prestige among the inhabitants and go to the second floor himself.

Liu Ci faintly felt that if they could leave this place, the opportunity was in the next moment, regardless of the feelings of Priest Veblen, and once again beckoned all the knights of light to go upstairs.

Seeing that Liu Ci's expression was particularly anxious, Priest Veblen did not say anything against it, and twenty-four knights and Priest of Light poured into the room together, and the room was particularly crowded.

But no one complained, because at this moment the desk moved again: it did not become a transparent glass mirror, as it had just done, but the light on the table was distorted, and soon there was a potted plant.

Liu Ci's ink bamboo suddenly came from reality to vanity.

"How did it get through?" The old priest couldn't help but ask.

Liu Ci shook her head, she really didn't know how Weisi let Mozhu pass through the two realms, from day to night, from reality to illusion.

Immediately, there was a distortion of light on the table, and Liu Ci turned his head and said, "Maybe you can ask Mr. Weiss in person." ”

That's right, when the light returned to normal, Vis appeared on the table! He squatted next to Liu Ci's ink bamboo, looking embarrassed and in a very bad state.

Veblen priests didn't expect that Vees, who had already fled, would take the initiative to return to Husum in the night. The knights of light are even more horizontal swords in their chests, beware of Vess's sudden outburst and bad deeds.

But Weiss ignored them at all, and the dark mage who was pitch black under his eyes just nodded to Liu Ci and said, "Let's go, your demon plant won't last long." ”

Without him saying much, Liu Ci could feel that the aura in Mo Zhu's body was disappearing rapidly. However, after a while, the color of the ink bamboo has become much lighter.

"Priestess, you can leave with the Knight of Light."

Liu Ci was very painful, if it weren't for the old priest's conduct and worthy of her respect, wouldn't it be good to kill Liu Ci if she killed Liu Ci?

Seeing Priest Veblen looking out the window, Liu Ci immediately figured out the old priest's thoughts, and hurriedly persuaded: "The existence of Husum City is too special, you must report it to the Holy Land Port to deal with it." ”

The subtext is that whether to kill or release, how to deal with a group of "living dead", Veblen priest himself can't bear such a big responsibility. To put it bluntly, I don't like it, but the old priest can't justify it.

Liu Ci clearly put his flesh pain on his face, and the old man was embarrassed to continue to delay, he took two steps forward, held the ink bamboo with his hand, and then disappeared from everyone's sight.

The twenty-four Knights of Light followed this in turn, and soon only Liu Ci and Wei Si were left in the room.

"You don't want to go."

Liu Ci rolled his eyes and said in a very affirmative tone.

Vess nodded, "Yes, it's beautiful here. Without figuring out the phenomenon of Husum, there is no way for me to let myself go...... This is a treasure trove of scholarship, and the Holy See has made such a big disturbance this time, I am not sure that I will be able to enter it freely next time, so I must stay. ”

Liu Ci sighed, "I believe that the purpose of your return is not just to enter Husum. Thank you for your help, Mr. Weiss. ”

Weiss smiled, and his eyes fell on Mozhu. The wood aura in its body was rapidly disappearing, and strictly speaking, its current color could no longer be called ink bamboo.

Liu Ci no longer hesitated, and held the bamboo body with his hand. The next moment, she felt the world spinning, and although it only took a short time for her to return to reality, it was accompanied by a nausea with a splitting headache.

No wonder Weiss's face is so bad!

When Liu Ci opened his eyes, he saw Sangman's little face with tears in his eyes. The room was undecently crowded, and when the Knight of Light, who had the largest number of people, saw that she came out safely, several people couldn't help it, and strode out of the room, squatting on the ground and spitting up.

Liu Ci waited for a while, and saw that Weiss really didn't come out, so he decisively moved away from the potted plant on the desk.

When the flower pot was removed from the desk, the connection between reality and illusion was completely severed, and she had a hunch that, as Weiss said, for a long time, people would never see the city of Husum again, which was only for night.

The Dark Mage Ves, as he wished, was stranded in the night of Husum. He would probably be more than happy to stay in a city full of unsolved mysteries than the prison in Port Sanctuary.

Seeing that Vis didn't come out, Priest Veblen's expression was very gloomy.

I wonder if the old priest is entangled in losing the prisoner who was escorted, or is he worried that the dark mage will have a harvest in the dark of Husum in the dark before the Holy See arrives?

However, Liu Ci didn't have much to think about these questions, because the tears in the eyes of the little maid Sang Man flowed loudly, and she dragged her sleeve on.

"Woo, Miss, you're scared to death Sanman......"

If she loses Liu Ci, she won't dare to go back to Amster's manor!

Liu Ci was busy comforting his little maid, but he couldn't see the Marquis of Strave's regretful expression in the room for her safe return.

Now that she looks at the marquis's nasty heartthrob face, she can be calm, and it is really Hongchen's most experienced state of mind.

Veblen Priest and his people had to stay in Husum for a few more days.

After returning for a long time, Liu Ci learned from Sang Man that several days had passed in reality in the short time that everyone had been delayed by the vain Husum. At that time, Vess escaped from Husum and returned to the camp.

He told Sangman and the others about the predicament faced by Liu Ci and others, and the retinue of Veblen priests and Sangman strongly demanded to save people, and the marquis could only hypocritically echo it.

After the group returned to Husum, it took a lot of effort to convince the priests of their experience. Then he almost demolished the bedroom where Liu Ci had slept before he found the small print under the desk.

Weiss pondered for two days before trying to establish a link between the two places with the ink bamboo that attracted Husum in the night.

The research-minded Dark Mage succeeded, and Liu Ci and the others were able to return safely.

Veblen priests stayed in Husum for a few more days, certainly not because he was reluctant to do so. In fact, the priest had tried to requisition Liu Ci's potted plants to establish a connection, but unfortunately there was no response from the ink bamboo behind the desk.

Looking at the potted plants that had become verdant and listless again, Veblen Priest wasn't sure if it was the Light of Faith he had created himself that was causing the effect, or if the magic plant wasn't working enough, or even if Vis thought it was preventing the establishment of the connection between the two places on the other end...... It can only be said that there is any possibility, and he must report this matter to the Holy Land Port as soon as possible.

Of course, before this, the church in the center of Husum, at least the room where Liu Ci slept, all the utensils in it focused on the strange desk, including the entire room, which needed to be sealed.

Although Liu Ci and the others left that place, the horses ridden by the knights of light were left behind, and they were stranded in Husum for a few days, and the two priests helped Zhang Luo, but they barely managed to scrape together more than twenty horses from the merchants, and they were not in good condition and their foot strength was not good enough.

As for the news of Husum, the old priest had already sent a horse to the port of the Holy Land and reported the news. Originally, Priest Veblen was going to the Holy Land Harbor to escort the dark mage, but now that Weiss is in Husum in the dark night, Liu Ci's position has become quite awkward, and he has become the main object of the Knights' escort from an unimportant suspect.

Fortunately, she was strong enough in her heart, otherwise it would have been enough to see the meaningful smile of the Marquis of Strave.

Half of the twenty-four knights remained, and were responsible for garrisoning the church in the center of Husum. Priest Veblen also informed the local diocese that before Liu Ci and the others left Husum, the archbishop of the diocese of Yesdan had come and had a secret conversation with Priest Veblen, and as for how the diocese of Yesdan would deal with it before making a decision in the Holy Land Port, Liu Ci did not know, anyway, the guards of the church in the center of Husum did not move, and they did not know how many times stricter.

After taking care of everything, Priest Veblen and the remaining twelve knights set off for the Holy Land Port with Liu Ci and the others again.

Sitting in his carriage, Liu Cizhi walked Sangman before he had time to check his potted plants.

After a huge consumption of aura, the ink color of the bamboo faded, and now it has returned to cyan. Green and godless, there is no longer the appearance and charm of a few days ago.

What Liu Ci was puzzled about was that if it was just because of the wood aura in Mozhu's body, she was the wood attribute Dao foundation, and the wood aura in her body would have been refined into a higher-level wood spirit power long ago.

It doesn't make sense that Mozhu's wood aura attracted Husum, but he let go of himself with a higher-level wood spiritual power?

This is what Liu Ci has always puzzled.

She began to compare herself to Mozhu differently. Not to mention people and plants, Mozhu has only recently been continuously watered by her...... Thinking of this, Liu Ci had a flash of inspiration.

Her divine sense entered the lotus pond space, and she looked left and right at the Qinglian in the pool, and the Qinglian trembled slightly.

"It's your sake, isn't it? In other words, since you absorbed the mysterious power at Ordolun Peak, you have changed more than just your appearance. ”

Qinglian has her own consciousness, Liu Ci knew it early on, otherwise she wouldn't have known how to eavesdrop on the dust fairy's qi practice mantra when she was still a lotus seed.

It's just that a lotus plant can't communicate with him, and Liu Ci really wants to know what the mysterious power that makes Qinglian's appearance change belongs...... Could it be a space force? So it gives Mozhu the ability to stabilize the two worlds of reality and illusion?

Liu Ci wasn't quite sure, but the golden touch dyed in the veins of the green lotus did give people a very mysterious feeling. It's there, in a luxurious golden color, but you can't grasp where it came from.

Liu Ci regretted it for the first time, if she was a contemporary believer of the Liu family, she would be able to borrow the magic skills of the dust fairy. Among them, there is a spell called "listening", if you can hear the hearts of all things in the world, then you can communicate with Qinglian.

Liu Ci tried to communicate with Qinglian with spiritual power, but the other party did not respond to her. She had no choice but to withdraw from the lotus pond space.

The horse-drawn carriage drove down the country lane, getting farther and farther away from the city of Husum. For some reason, Liu Ci couldn't help but turn his head and glance back at Husum City.

Strictly speaking, there is no danger this time, but Liu Ci has an intuition that she will have contact with Husum City in the future.