"To be honest, I don't really like dealing with you adventurers, because you don't have a faith of your own, only gold coins and fried squid tentacles. "But no one will help me but you." ”

"You're right. Barrett nodded solemnly, "Adventurers are like this, there is no way, 'Pan-fried Squid Tentacles' is our life." ”

The barbarian has gradually mastered the skill of dialogue with this old man - just follow the other person's words, it doesn't matter how weird it is.

"But you do have some abilities. Old Phil affirmed, "Last time, I asked you to help me investigate a baby possessed by the devil, and in order to expel the devil, you also had you feed cactus water into the baby's mouth, and you did it very successfully, and I could see it clearly in the watchtower in the attic." ”

Attic, Lookout, It seems that the building was indeed designed as a small castle.

"But last time there were three cats, a brown-haired she-cat, one with throwing knives pinned to her body, and one with her body hidden in her cloak. The cactus water was fed to the baby by the cloaked cat, and it was so fast that the baby's mother didn't even notice it, and only cared about chatting with the mother cat. ”

Well, we do do do anything for the gold, including bullying a baby who is not yet a year old, and he won't say anything, or identify or accuse anyway, Barrett thought helplessly.

"By the way, why do you call us adventurers cats?" he asked, confused, "a special name?"

"Aren't you cats?" Old Phil's expression was a little surprised, "So what are you? Don't tell me you're a skunk, although you do taste like a skunk, but I know exactly what a skunk looks like, you can't fool me!"

"And what is it?" Barrett said, gesturing to the black cat at the table that had been staring at her.

"It's an hourglass, didn't I say that?"

"Is 'hourglass' its name, or is it a species?" Barrett waved his hand again as he asked the question, "Forget it, let's answer your neighbor's questions." "Hopefully what I'm going to do, it's hard to feed the baby cactus water.

"You know, I don't need to sleep, so I spend most of my time in my watchtower, watching for suspicious things around me. "Sometimes my neighbors do something wrong in front of me, and I stop it loudly." If they don't listen, I'll open the tower and throw persimmons at them. But persimmons should be used sparingly, and Steven only replenishes them for me once a month. In fact, I would prefer that he could make up for half a year's worth for me at once, but unfortunately, even if there is a cellar, those persimmons can't be stored for so long. ”

“...... With so many neighbors around you who need to stop their misdeeds, then you will have too much work. ”

"I'm used to it. And, in fact, I don't have many neighbors right now. Old Phil said very calmly, "You may have seen when you came, there are four families around my castle. The houses in the back and on the left have been sold many times, but each time the new neighbors did not live long, and now these two houses have been abandoned and have not been inhabited for a long time. There was no shame on his face when he said this, "But don't you think it's strange that the houses in front and to the right are still occupied?"

"It's really weird. Barrett touched his chin, "Who gave them the courage to stay forever?" Or did they not live anywhere else at all, "Is there anything else strange about it?"

"The house in front of me was originally occupied by my old friend Isaac, who was the only person I could trust before. After Isaac's death, the house was given to his son, who had already settled outside the town and would not be returning. ”

You know pretty well, if it were me, I wouldn't be coming back either. The barbarian listened and nodded in agreement. Next time, I'll take on some monster killing tasks. He silently decided in his heart.

"But the year before last, Isaac's grandson Xavier came back and moved into the house. The old man continued, "The boy doesn't know what he's doing in the house, and since last year I've often heard strange noises coming from that house in the middle of the night. The sounds were subtle, but they couldn't hide from my ears. You may not know, but my ears can hear a lot of strange sounds that are difficult for ordinary people to hear. ”

"For example?"

"For example, this teapot is now saying to me, 'Hey, the water is boiling, it's going to run dry,' oh, I almost forgot!" Old Phil said, turning to take the iron pot off the fireplace shelf.

Barrett wanted to step forward to help, but found that the thin old man in front of him could easily do it himself. The old man slowly poured boiling water into the teapot and fastened the lid of the teapot tightly.

"Now you should be satisfied. He smiled at the teapot.

"Well, it says it's satisfied. Barrett chimed in—it didn't matter how strange it was, as the other man said.

After listening to this, the old man suddenly raised his head, and his smile gradually disappeared. He stared at the brute expressionlessly, and did not speak for a long time.

"Hey, what's wrong? Don't believe me? My ears are pretty sensitive, too. Barrett was a little unconvinced, "If I want to, I can even hear the sound of bees flapping their wings within five hundred meters." "With the brute's current perception, when he is fully engrossed, he can indeed do this.

"Where did we just go?" the old man glanced at the brute meaninglessly, skipping the topic.

"Strange noises in the house. The brute pouted inwardly.

"Yes, believe me, those subtle and strange noises are the whispers of the devils in the middle of the night, and I am sure of that. Old Phil's expression became serious again, "They are tempting Xavier's kid into the abyss, and starting with that house, they are eating away at the town little by little. ”

"You want me to save him?"

"It doesn't matter if you save them or not, but you should at least kill them all for me when they appear, and bring me some of them. ”

That's not easy. Barrett pondered how to make a difference, "So, what about the house on the right, what's the suspicious thing?"

"The house on the right is even stranger. Old Phil's expression became heavier, "Although I could see people coming in and out of that house, I couldn't hear anything in the middle of the night. ”

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