A dirt road leading to the village on the mountainside.

A middle-aged farmer wearing a straw hat and trousers rolled up walks towards the village on a hillside with a pair of straw sandals.

His waist was slightly rickety, as if he had finished his work, so he walked back very slowly.

He also carried a farm tool like a pickaxe on his shoulder.

Hearing footsteps behind him, he turned his head.

"Ah, this little brother looks a little raw, is he going to the village in front?"

Although the peasant seemed to be greeting him normally, he seemed to be a little wary as he could be seen slightly.

Umberto walked a few quick steps, a few steps behind the farmer, nodded and replied.

"Yes, I'm a doctor and I'm traveling around."

"Oh, it's a doctor."

The farmer nodded, visibly letting down his guard.

I don't know if I heard Umberto say that he was a doctor, or because I looked at Umberto's face and felt that he was not too threatening.

Umberto looks ordinary, and the traveling doctor he still carries on his back often carries a wooden box behind him, and his temperament is also very peaceful.

It's really hard to think he's a bad guy.

A few people went up, and after walking a few steps, they came to the entrance of the village.

In the distance, Umberto stood still, looking at the largest house on the hillside.

There, where he is needed.

His instincts told him so.

"Little brother, although you are a doctor, it is better to talk to the village chief if you are an outsider after all."

The farmer who had come up with him kindly reminded him, and then pointed to the largest house in the distance.

"That's the village chief's house."

"Thanks, I'll go over now." Umberto nodded, carrying the small wooden box behind his back, and walked towards the largest house.

The farmer stood at the door of his house and watched Umberto's back.

"Strange, how do I always feel like I can hear the sound of horses' hooves? It's really old. ”

Kane and the others followed, looking left and right, looking at the difference in the village.

From the outside, this is an ordinary village, and there is nothing unusual about it.

Looking at Umberto, an outsider, the surrounding villagers would turn around from time to time to look at him, and several children gathered around Umberto.

"Uncle, who are you?"

"Did you come to our village for something?"

"Are you going to live in our village?"

There was a hint of innocence in the children's tones, curiously surrounding Umberto, a stranger.

After all, it is very rare to meet a stranger in such a village.

Of course, these were only the boldest of the children, and the timid ones were watching from afar.

Umberto just smiled and touched their heads.

There were even a few young children, and their eyes were looking at Kane's place from time to time.

"Are they watching us?" Kane asked, gesturing at the children.

At this time, Lilulu observed for a while and said, "The magic in these children seems to be relatively active, they should be able to sense that something is wrong where we are, but they should not be able to see us. ”

Hearing Lilulu's words, several people nodded.

That is to say, these children are more gifted when they are active in their childhood, and when they grow up, it should be because of the rules of this world, and the magic in their bodies begins to sink down and is no longer active.

"In that case, these children might be more likely to be housed by some spirits?"

Lombe said as he felt he had thought of something nice.

However, he found that Kane and the others did not find anything strange or surprising about this.

Then think about it.

Kane: Maybe they already knew.

Umberto seems to have said that both the prophet and he seem to have been boarded as a child.

And so it came all the way, the biggest house.

Walked through the low fence and walked straight in.

In the small yard of the house, you can see some vegetables and fruits.

It seemed that no one could see them, and as soon as they came in, they began to walk around the courtyard and observe.

Kane was then on the side of the house and saw a little boy holding a carbon block in his hand and drawing something on the board in front of him.

He seemed to feel Kane's gaze turn his head, startled.

Hurriedly threw the charcoal and wooden board in his hand aside and ran into the room.

"Can this kid see?"

Squinting slightly, looking at the direction the child left, the magic in his body was much more active than that of the child outside.

And it's growing.

So is this kid what attracted Umberto here? Also resided by the spirit?

I didn't expect to find the target when I walked around.

Kane looked at the plank that the child had left on the ground, and there were still remnants of magic on it.

"Please come in."

Hearing the voice of an old woman at the front door behind him, Kane walked back.

It turned out that Umberto had already negotiated with the village chief, who was inviting him into the room.

"Did you find anything?" Claire asked from the side.

Kane nodded: "I found a child who may be housed by the spirit, it should be someone from this family." ”

After saying that, they entered the room directly through the peripheral corridor on the side.

No one could see them anyway.

If you squeeze in through the main entrance, you will easily bump into others.

The house is not complicated, and you will come to the main entrance by entering through the outer corridor.

Although it is the village chief's house inside, it can be seen that it is still a little shabby.

But at least it looks cleaner.

"Harry, don't run around the room."

The old woman looked into the living room, and the little boy who was a little flustered scolded.

The little boy's eyes were fixed on Kane, and he could see the panic in his eyes very clearly, but he forced his eyes away.

Hearing his grandmother's words, he nodded stiffly.

The old woman said to Umberto, "This is my grandson, Harry. ”

Then the old woman came to the wooden bench in the living room and sat down slowly.

"You're a spiritual healer, I seem to have seen you in the village more than ten years ago."

Umberto just nodded at the old woman's words: "I did come here a long time ago. ”

"Is the legend true, you are here to save my grandson, he seems to be different from ordinary children."

"My husband also noticed the difference between his little grandson, and he was still saying before he died, don't worry, someone will come to save his grandson."

"Do you know him, his name is Harrison, and he was the head of this village before, and he was more than ten years ago."

The old woman sat on a wooden stool and babbled.

Umberto was just quiet, listening from the sidelines.

The little kid, named Harry, was now trembling, his eyes staring straight ahead, not squinting, but his fear could be clearly felt.

Kane and the others sat next to Harry, staring at him with their eyes fixed.

"He can see it, right?"

"He should be able to see it."

"Can you see it?"

"Visible kids are the best!"

Although the little boy named Harry was very resolute, the corners of his eyes were already moistening.

Umberto just watched Kane's actions.

Is this really something God can do?

But I have to say that Kane is really casual and does whatever comes to mind.

Then he couldn't help but say out loud: "Don't be afraid, they're just joking with you, and they won't hurt you." ”

"Really!" Harry blurted out directly, and then reacted and asked in surprise: "You can see it too?" ”

Without saying a word, he ran over with his legs, threw himself directly into Umberto's arms, and buried his head in it.

I could still feel his body trembling.

"Hahahaha!"

Lombe laughed and patted his thigh.

"Aren't we going too far and scaring people like this?" Claire asked, caressing her face beside her.

"Hee-hee."

It was clear that this was a prank proposed by Lilulu.

Hearing the laughter behind him, Harry turned his head slightly.

Looking at the people who were still scaring themselves before, the strange-looking people were laughing.

The old woman sitting on the wooden bench next to her watched this scene quietly, watching her grandson's series of bewildering behaviors.

Maybe it was the experience that age brought her, she didn't say anything more, just watched quietly.

Only then did Umberto turn his head to look at her and ask, "How long has he been like this?" ”

"He was born like this, his mother also died because of the difficult birth of him, and my son, who is also his father, can't stand the blow and goes to work in the city, and he doesn't necessarily come back once a year."

The old woman, hearing Umberto's question, answered slowly but clearly.

Umberto nodded.

That is to say, they have been boarded since birth.

Now the question is, what exactly is the spirit that resides in Harry's body.

"So what is it about him that he has shown to be different from others since he was a child?"

When she had asked the question, the old woman stared at Umberto in front of her with her somewhat cloudy eyes, not knowing what she was looking at.

Then he sighed and said, "Since my husband believed in you when he was dying, then I believe in you too." ”

"What this kid draws will come true."

Umberto, on the other hand, appeared calmer.

But Kane was interested.

They hadn't heard of it yesterday, but Umberto had said that this kind of spirit could make paintings come true.

I couldn't help but look at it curiously, the little boy who was only about six or seven years old.

Looking at the eyes of several people, Harry jumped directly from Umberto's body, and then buried his whole body in his grandmother's arms.

Grandma's rough hands caressed his head and back, soothing his emotions.

"Are we that terrible?" Lombe asked a little strangely.

Lilulu spun around in the air and said, "Lilulu is cute anyway. ”

At this time, Umberto stood up, walked to the old woman's side, and picked up Harry in his arms.

He straightened him to the ground, then took his hands and looked at them carefully.

After reading it, he didn't forget to pat Harry on the shoulder: "Don't be afraid, they won't hurt you." ”

"Really?"

"Really!" Lilulu grinned and appeared next to Harry, waving her wand in her hand.

It was obvious that Harry's mood had stabilized.

Lilulu is a child's nemesis by nature, and no cub wouldn't like her.

At this time, Umberto turned around, looked at the old woman and nodded.

"You are a very respectable elder, and all of this child's relatives deserve respect."

The old woman seemed to know what he was talking about, and just nodded.

"Our ancestors always told us that everything has a price, and that the more miraculous it is, the more we must be afraid."

"What are the two of them talking about?"

Lombe asked a little strangely.

"This child's body is very healthy and normal, and it should not be deeply connected to those spirits." Mezik said from the side.

At this time, Kane also explained: "This shows that the boy's relatives have been preventing him from using his special ability to paint." ”

"It's a very rare thing, you know."

With that, Lombe nodded.

Being able to endure greed is indeed very valuable.

(End of chapter)