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When Chief Jim comes to Kitamura again, he thinks that Thomas has first seduced Makoto, and then Makoto has seduced Elena away, which is very unethical.

He unceremoniously came to Thomas's house and asked, "Where's Makoto?"

"Learning went. ”

"What about Elena?"

Thomas stopped the condensed magic pattern in his hand and said, "Naturally, I went with him." ”

Jim suddenly said angrily: "Thomas, I tell you, it doesn't matter if you took Makoto to learn spells, but Elena belongs to our East Village, and you must return her to us." ”

Thomas laughed: "When did she become your East Village, she is not a skeleton, let alone not from the East Village, she doesn't even belong to White Skull Island." ”

Jim raised his voice and said, "But they are the first of our East Village, and we get along very well. ”

Thomas replied: "But they are not skeletons after all, they do not belong to the East Village after all, and even you should know very well that it will not be long before they leave." ”

"No one can leave easily. ”

Thomas shook his head and said, "That's just us." ”

Neither of them mentioned the Lamp of the Revenant, Thomas knew that there would be no response from the ship, and Jim already knew about the Lamp of the Soul, so the meaning of the words was a little unclear, and he didn't know whether he was talking about the inability to easily obtain the Lamp of the Soul, or if he had other ideas.

He changed the subject and said, "What did Makoto study?"

Thomas did not answer immediately, as if he was caught up in his memory, and after a long moment, he said, "Learn how to abandon the common self-righteousness of the wise." ”

Thomas didn't even need to look at it, just from Makoto's usual behavior habits, he could roughly guess that the guy must have been 'eaten' by the haunted house.

Ignoring Jim's confusion, he sneered: "Thinking, thinking, thinking, sometimes self-righteous thinking is the net that binds him, Makoto's talent is indeed the best reflection of his own essence, he has been using his clever brain to weave a big net that traps himself, if he doesn't know how to restrain his cleverness, this will become his biggest weakness." ”

"If you only have self-confidence and don't know how to doubt yourself, even if it is smooth for a while, will luck always be there, until eternity!"

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If there is one who has the deepest perception of Makoto's current situation, it should be Tidlit, who sleeps in the blessing of Vinitica.

Her ears grew louder and louder, and she angrily ran to Makoto's soul to take a look, and found that an interesting play was being staged here.

The younger siblings are called by their mother to pick mushrooms, and Makoto lies on the bed with a black cat pendant, trying to find out the secrets hidden in it.

But after searching over and over again, I finally found that this was indeed just a pendant.

He sighed a little disappointed and tucked it under his pillow, ready to pass the time by getting another sleep.

Faintly, in a trance.

Makoto's consciousness seemed to be walking in a fog, and he didn't know how long he had been floating in the fog, and he began to hear some sounds in his ears.

It was a song, a mournful song sung in an unknown language.

Makoto's consciousness drifted in the direction from which the song came for a few minutes, and suddenly there was a fire in front of him.

It was as if the fog had suddenly lifted, and a second or two after seeing the fire, a group of black-clothed people sitting around the fire appeared in front of them.

Everyone looked at the child who suddenly appeared with some surprise.

One of them asked, "Whose child are you?" ”

When he finished asking, he seemed to realize something, and was surprised: "It's Zelta's branch." ”

The crowd seemed to be stirred up by his words.

"No, isn't that lamp already out?"

"But only that one branch is left out. ”

"That branch can't still be there, it's been so many years, if it were, we should have found it a long time ago. ”

"Maybe it's been lost. ”

Before Makoto could say a word, the people were already arguing.

He was startled and turned to leave, but behind him there was a fog that looked even more terrifying than the fire.

There are a total of eight people in black here, and from the sound, it seems that all of them are old men, two mothers-in-law, and six old men.

Makoto carefully stood at the dividing line between the fog and the fire, and asked, "Who are you?"

Everyone stopped arguing and turned their heads to look at Makoto together, and for a while, Makoto seemed to have a feeling of being targeted by evil spirits.

The person who spoke first said, "Don't be afraid, child, we are not bad people, we are your people." ”

This sentence only made Makoto even more frightened, and retorted: "Impossible, my father and mother are only children, and my father's parents and my mother's parents are only children, and we have no other clansmen." ”

His parents said it very smoothly, and after a series of words, one of the mothers-in-law suddenly laughed and said, "We have the same ancestors, which is not something that can be denied in one or two generations." ”

Perhaps thinking that Makoto was not interested in the concept of clansmen, she motioned for everyone to sit around the fire and invited, "Come and sit, other places are not as good as here." ”

Although he was sitting next to the fire, for some reason, the faces of several old people always seemed to be covered by shadows, which made it difficult for Makoto to accept the kindness of these old men.

Although he didn't say it, he thought the word demon was more credible than the clansmen's statement.

Makoto thinks that this is probably a gathering of demons, or devil worshippers.

There are often scenes like this in the novel, they must be planning something evil like summoning demons.

It's just that there is fire here, and they don't show their terrible side, so although their hearts are about to beat out, Makoto still chooses to stay here.

He didn't dare to sit down, so he maintained a posture that he could run at any time.

Perhaps these old guys also knew that their image was not a great one, so they did not get angry, but laughed a few times in a tone similar to mockery, and did not say anything else.

They may have been discussing something before, but Makoto's arrival at this time brought them something more important.

They chatted with Makoto without saying a word, although Makoto tried his best to avoid mentioning the names of his family, appearances and residences, but after all, he was a child, and after a while, everyone knew a lot about him.

The more Cheng spoke, the more he felt that the old man in front of him was terrifying, just like a demon who chose people to devour.

After that, no matter what the old men said, Makoto did not answer, and kept his mouth shut, expressing his fear and resistance to them.

This naturally caused them to laugh again, and even an old man was so angry that Makoto almost turned around and ran away.

The old man just pretended, and Makoto leaned into the fog with half of his body, and saw that the other party was not real, and finally returned to the position just now.

He came to this fog inexplicably, and did not know the way home, although these old people looked terrible, but the fog that seemed to have nothing and was difficult to find the direction was even more terrifying.

Although his hands and feet trembled, and he kept calling his parents in his heart, he could only face these terrible existences in front of him alone after all.