After talking to the Donalds for about half an hour, Watson finally figured out the general situation, and it turned out that a week earlier, Donald's 12-year-old daughter, Bertie Donald [hereinafter referred to as Bertie], suddenly began to have nightmares. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Nightmares, everybody's got them, that's what the Donalds had on their minds when Bertie first found them in the middle of the night, so they comforted her and put her to sleep.

However, it turned out that things were far from what they thought, and since that day on, Bertie has been waking up crying almost every night, describing the scene of the dream to her most trusted parents, all of which are almost the same, the blood-colored sky, the scattered crows, and the twisted monster.

The Donalds, who loved this little daughter very much, saw that Bertie's face was bloodless, and the pity in their hearts naturally did not need to be said, so during this time, they first asked a doctor to come over to check whether their daughter's body was suffering from a strange disease, and the result was that there was no problem except for the exhaustion caused by not sleeping for a long time.

Then he asked the high-level professionals in the family to ask if someone had cursed his daughter to do this, but he didn't find any signs of the curse, so he had no choice but to invite a magister from the Mage Guild to check his daughter's whole body and her room, but he still didn't find any crux of the problem.

Finally, when the couple was about to despair, the Magister asked them to try it out in the Demon Hunter Guild, saying that the Demon Hunter should have a lot of experience dealing with this strange phenomenon, so Donald immediately issued a commission in the guild.

"So...... The descriptions that Hardy Butler said at the Demon Hunting Guild were told to you by your daughter, and I wonder how Miss Bertie is doing, and I want to visit her, relying only on these abstract descriptions...... I can't make an accurate judgment on this matter. ”

There are many ways to make people have nightmares continuously, including the curse of the mage, the alchemy potion on the dark side, and some monsters or monsters with special abilities, and the nightmare itself can't analyze much information, Watson must see how Bertie is now.

"Okay...... But try to be quiet, Bertie hasn't slept properly for days, and now she is relying on some potions to make her fall into a deep sleep as much as possible, although it is not very effective, but at least it will allow her to sleep a little longer...... Please get her back to normal, I'm willing to increase the pay, as long as it can be successful......"

Since ordinary sleep will make Bertie have nightmares, some drugs that can make people completely unconscious can naturally alleviate this situation, the harm of this kind of thing to the human body is unavoidable, and the effect will get worse and worse over time, after all, the human body is also resistant to drugs, but compared to a few days without sleep, it is more harmful to people, especially Bertie is only 12 years old now!

Donald stood up and led Watson and Viola to the door of a room upstairs, with a teddy bear and some cute wood carvings hanging on the door, it was clear that this was Bertie's room, and these delicate contraptions should have been given to the little girl by someone else.

As a father, Donald not only loses the decisiveness of his superiors when he opens the door, but is more of a fear when he watches what he cherishes gradually dissipate.

The door was pushed open, and Watson motioned for Viola and Mrs. Donald to stand outside, worried that the crowd might cause some unnecessary trouble.

After entering the door and approaching the bed, Watson saw a little girl with a somewhat sickly pale face lying on the bed, even in a coma, her brows were tightly furrowed, as if something bad had happened, and a maid was sitting on the chair next to her, who immediately got up and bowed when she saw her master come in, trying to be careful not to make any sound.

"Can you see why?"

Donald stared at Bertie for a moment, reached out to smooth her frowning brow, turned his head to look at Watson and asked softly, with some imperceptible pleading in his tone.

And Watson, who had opened the dark energy perception from the moment he entered the door, also looked at the girl on the bed, and from just now until now, he did not perceive any dark aura in this room, nor did he perceive the negative energy related to curses......

"Hmm...... Woo......"

Meow!!

The girl who was sleeping quietly and deeply on the bed suddenly began to struggle after the dumpling was called, and the expression on her face began to become distorted and fearful!

"This ...... What's going on!Bertie!Bertie!"

Finding out that his daughter was strange, Donald was completely confused, and the whole person threw himself on the side of the bed and grabbed his daughter's hand and shouted, and Mrs. Donald and Viola outside also rushed in.

The dumpling, which had been lying on Watson's shoulder, seemed to have discovered something at this time, jumped on the bed next to Bertie's head and began to roar continuously, making a sound that was not like a cat meow in an ordinary state, but a threatening low roar!

At this moment, a black shadow about the size of the dumpling suddenly appeared on the trembling Bertie, Watson seemed to remember something, and was about to reach out to grab it, but the black shadow disappeared into the shadow of the curtain next to him.

Dumpling also reacted strongly at the moment when the black shadow appeared, and without waiting for Watson's command, he jumped directly from the bed, instantly becoming huge in the air, but he didn't stop the black shadow in time, and his whole body hit the wall directly.

At this time, Bertie on the bed had stopped struggling, the look of fear on his face disappeared, his face looked much more relaxed, and the sound of rapid breathing began to slow down and become normal, while the Donalds who saw the scene just now were looking at the dumplings that instantly turned into the size of a leopard with their mouths grown.

"I think I've found the culprit who gave your daughter a nightmare, and now that I've expelled it temporarily, I could have caught it directly...... Forget it, let's go down and talk, and let Miss Bertie rest more now. ”

Watson said with some regret, the dumpling turned back into his arms and jumped into his arms again, but he carried the dumpling to Bertie's bed, let it look at the little girl, if the black shadow just appeared again immediately notify him, the dumpling did not resist, obediently sat on the bed and looked around vigilantly.

After going downstairs, Watson began to explain the situation to the Donalds and Viola, and it had to start with the fact that Watson got dumplings as a companion to Warcraft.

As a companion of the dumplings, Watson must of course be familiar with some of the habits of alien cats, their weaknesses and strengths, what they hate and like, and the number one thing that alien cats hate is the dark shadow ------ dream tapir that appeared just now!

The rarity of this kind of monster is not less than that of alien cats, and compared to the talent of alien cats that can see through the inner thoughts of creatures with lower mental power than them, this kind of monster also has the ability to invade the hearts of others, but instead of using mental power to peep into people's minds but directly using their own spiritual power to enter their minds, find their weaknesses and weave corresponding dreams, and the fear consciousness of those victims is their best pastime.

Yes, it's just a pastime, and it's mentioned in the books that Dream Eater Tapirs are very playful, and they like to invade other people's minds in this way, not because it can bring them any improvement in strength, but because it makes them feel a sense of accomplishment.

This is just one of several strange abilities they have, the reason for the rarity of this magical beast is that they have another terrifying racial talent, that is, they can merge with any shadow except themselves! as long as they enter the shadows, they are invincible, and no attack can hurt them.

Of course, the counterpart to these strong abilities is the weak physical combat ability of this magical beast, they are stronger than any master assassin in terms of shadow sneak attacks, but after losing their shadow and mental power, the melee combat ability of the Dream Eater tapir entity is not even as good as that of a pet dog......

As for why the alien cat looks at this kind of monster unpleasantly, it is because the dream eater tapir likes to play tricks on the alien cat the most among all the monsters...... Presumably because the alien cats have similar abilities to them, they always want to fight the alien cats.

According to the information recorded in the books Watson saw, the results of the battle between the two monsters can be said to be mutually victorious, with the Dream Eater Tapir successfully invading the Alien Cat's mind and driving it crazy, and the Dream Eater Tapir being directly pressed down and eaten by the Alien Cat's detection ability before entering his mind......

Watson now feels that he has taken the task this time is really correct, not only has he found the root of the problem so quickly, but the chance of catching this kind of monster has also increased greatly under the perception of dumplings, maybe he can subdue another monster at that time.

"So you mean it's just an accident, it's just a ...... Did the tapir fall in love with a prank my daughter did?"

"That's not it, Dream Eater Tapir is actually not very interested in human beings, especially ordinary humans, their mental power is too low, basically unable to resist their mental power invasion, which will make Dream Eater Tapir very unfulfilled, so generally speaking, their target will choose all kinds of magical beasts, compared to coincidence, I believe that there is something in your daughter that attracts this extremely rare Dream Eater Tapir. ”

The existing number of dream-eating tapirs is about the same as that of alien cats, not that they have been hunted on a large scale, but in fact, because the reproductive ability of this magical beast is too low and the natural character of wanting to die, so the number has not increased much.

"Father, Mother......"

At this time, Bertie's voice came from the hallway, and she looked much more relaxed now, if not counting the pressure caused by the dumplings sitting on top of her head...... (To be continued.) )