In a certain room on the second floor of the inn, Master William Einfurt held a quill pen and wrote today's diary, the tip of the pen rustling on the rough paper:

"On October 21st, it was cloudy and rainy, and the air in the deep forest canyon was as humid as ever.

We set off early in the morning from the hotel, led by a local guide, and went fishing by a stream not far from town.

The surrounding scenery is beautiful, the water in the stream is crystal clear, the water surface is like a mirror, the clear reflection of the sky and trees, the red and yellow fallen leaves float on it, and the smell of wet earth is all around.

Victor knew how to fish, and he used a live earthworm as bait and soon caught a plump sockeye salmon.

The fish is covered with beautiful red scales and has a bulging belly, and it is salmon breeding season, and its belly must be full of red salmon eggs, which will be expensive when made into caviar.

Originally, it was meant to be stewed in fish soup, but Queen Rosemary took pity on the life in front of her, and she hoped that the sockeye salmon would be able to go back upstream and lay its eggs so that it could fulfill its responsibility of reproduction.

So we threw it back into the stream and watched it swim away.

But the good times did not last long, and the fish had not swam far before it was slapped to the shore by a large brown bear guarding the stream, and then the bears swarmed up and disemboweled, and the intestines and eggs were all over the ground.

The great salmon mother was not easy, she made a long journey with a belly of eggs, all the way to the upper reaches of the rushing current, through countless undercurrents and reefs on the way, and also escaped the threat of hundreds of predators, she persevered and was only one step away from the spawning ground, but in the end it was still successful and was eaten.

But those fluffy brown bears are also cute, for them, eating more is the way to survive, eating such a fat salmon, can store a thicker layer of fat before the winter comes, which is tantamount to improving the chances of surviving in the snow and ice.

As usual, Rosemary Pinvictor was coquettish in her arms, I think her heart must be very entangled, she doesn't know whether to cry or laugh, she must know the truth of the jungle, but she doesn't want to accept the reality of this cruel world.

I sat by the stream for a whole afternoon with my rod in hand, and I didn't catch a single fish.

I couldn't concentrate at all, because a beautiful elf had snatched my heart—

My dear Edgar sat on the rocks by the stream, and she washed her dirty hair with the clear water.

Her thick silver hair was long and straight, pouring down like a silver waterfall, her slender legs were soaked in the stream, her white feet were stepping on the stones at the bottom of the water, and her wild and unrestrained temperament was undoubtedly revealed.

When she noticed that I was looking at her, she smiled at me, and a pair of cute tiger teeth peeking out between her thin lips made me feel suffocated.

Na!

I found myself loving her more and more, more now than yesterday, more this second than the last.

Bai, my sight is all about her, and when I go back to the house at night, my mind is full of her shadows.

I can't calm down to read and study now, and I can't help but stop when I turn a few pages, and my ears are always filled with her beautiful and pleasant voice.

Those big violet eyes had silently invaded my brain and pierced my soul.

What can I do, for a while, I felt like I was going crazy, I didn't know how to vent my emotions and **, and I wanted to bang my head against the wall! ”

After writing the last sentence, William Einfurt took a deep breath, closed the thick diary, lifted his glasses, and rubbed his tired eyes.

Outside the window, the moon was already hanging high, and a black-feathered crow landed on the window lattice, its nimble head close to the window, and its blood-red eyes stared at the room, screaming strangely.

"Fuck off! Nasty guys! Prince Constance came to the window and waved it away.

William asked, "Do you hate crows so much?" ”

"yes, it's annoying, they're annoying, they scream all the time, they everywhere, they're a bird droppings machine! Didn't you listen to the townspeople? This bird is a symbol of calamity, and like the black cat, those who are targeted by them will become unlucky, and it is a very unlucky bird. ”

"Haha, Constance, you've become so superstitious now, you've been infected by the god-like townspeople, I'm surprised, you love modern science so much, I thought you were a staunch atheist."

"This has something to do with the environment, being in this weird and ancient town, there is always a smell of rot and mildew around it, and the townspeople here have no higher education, and they are very superstitious, and they will inevitably become as suspicious as them, and even I have not been spared."

At this point, Prince Constance frowned, as if he was a little entangled in whether to say it or not, and he finally decided to speak:

"Superstition or science, I don't think it's a contradiction, William, have you thought about it? These myths and ghosts may all be explained by modern science. ”

"Very interesting insight," William asked, nodding, and then asking:

"Constance, what do you think of the story of the vampire count? The old man with the suitcase spoke very vividly and creely, and what was even more terrifying was that most of what he recounted was no different from what was recorded in history."

Konstanz found a chair and sat down, facing his friend in a wheelchair and said:

"I'll correct your mistake first, that's the wild history, not the official history!

William, we are friends from play to adulthood, and we are the most intimate partners, and you should be very clear about my worldview-

I like to read religious texts and appreciate the masterpieces of artists of different sects, but I don't believe in their worldviews and teachings, and at the end of the day, I am a staunch materialist. ”

"I agree with that, we are both strong supporters of modern science." William nodded: "But I see that you have been more and more interested in folk legends recently." ”

"Yes, it is, but I can explain.

The reason why I collect these folk tales is because I am afraid that these precious folk classics will be lost, and in the process of doing these things, my perception of the world is also quietly changing, and I have a hunch that I am going to do something unprecedented and unprecedented, perhaps, I am close to touching the truth of this world. ”

William felt his friend's feelings, and Constance's eyes burned with fire, the enthusiastic and crazy gaze characteristic of pioneer explorers, and both of them became sleepy:

"It's amazing! Old friend, I can't wait to hear what you have to say. ”

Whenever someone talks about something that interests him, Prince Constance becomes very excited, and he gushes his point of view:

"I thought so from the beginning;

There are no envoys or demons, no ghosts or vampires in this world, and people always use religious theories to forcibly explain their understanding of things, and use perfunctory attitudes to perfect their worldview in order to cover up the pathetic situation of human ignorance.

The best example of this is gunpowder, which was called magic powder when it was first introduced to the Orientals, and the alchemists of the time were later scientists.

I agree with Dean Simon Gallieni that the gods or demons described in the ancient myths of B.C. are indeed objective.

Countless murals and writings bear this out, except that their true identities are not as glorious or evil as one might think.

Through various recent research and analysis, a bold and crazy idea has come to my mind; The thought kept me awake at night.

Maybe...... I'm not sure, just maybe!

I may have discovered the secrets of the early ages of human civilization.

I think that these legendary gods and monsters may be some powerful life forms, intelligent beings much more advanced than us humans, they may come from the distant starry sky, they may come from the depths of dark underground caverns, and they may even come from the other world, an advanced civilization that exists in the higher latitudes.

The mad scientist Lord Lars once said that when humans come into contact with higher beings that they cannot understand, their spirits are overstimulated and become hopelessly insane, which may explain why someone went crazy after spending the night in that castle. ”

After this speech, there was a long silence, and both of them bowed their heads and thought about each other.

William Einfurt was the first to break the silence: "I am honored to be able to listen to your mind – the world's brightest minds can see the truth." ”

"Thank you for the compliment! So...... Do you agree with me? Konstanz's eyes widened, and he looked quite accomplished

"Konstanz, your views are very avant-garde, but they are also quite dangerous, have you ever thought about it, if your theories are all correct, it is tantamount to subverting the perception that most people have established from the world, what a confusion it will cause! All the existing order will be gone! ”

"Hey...... You're right," Constance sighed, "Ignorance will do more good to mankind, and it is ridiculous that those who seek the truth often die alone!" So the truth is often in the hands of a few."

Konstanz closed his eyes, he completely relaxed his body and sank into the soft back of the seat: "Yes, I can't make these thoughts public, so I'll only leave these words to you to confide in, my good friend." ”

At this moment, there was a sound of horses' hooves, and a knight of the gendarmerie on horseback galloped past the inn, waving his whip incessantly, and the spurs on the back of his boots pierced deep into the horse's belly, causing the horse to foam at the mouth and speed up.

The man looked extremely flustered, and ran straight in the direction of the sheriff's office, and after a while, the sound of people shouting in the distance could be heard, and then the large bronze bell in the center of the town was runged.

"Boom...... Boom...... Boom! ”

The townsfolk who had fallen asleep were all woken up, the black windows were lit by zero candles, and the people in their pajamas poked their heads out of the cracks in the doors, looking out in confusion.

"What bell is ringing in the middle of the night?" William asked, "What the hell is going on?" ”

"I don't know," Constance pushed open the dewy and mist window to see clearly, and looked out, where a damp cold air immediately poured into the room.

"Na! What's going on? ”

William saw his friend stunned in front of the window, as if he had seen something incredible.

"Hey, Konstanz, what's wrong with you?" He also wanted to look outside, but was dragged down by his disabled body and couldn't stand up, and he was anxious and wanted to know what was going on: "What the hell is going on?" Tell me about it! ”

Konstanz turned his head and said tremblingly:

"Lots of crows...... And bats, thousands of them, like a dark cloud, hovered over the castle, which had been dark all along, but now ...... The castle towers lit up with an eerie blue glow! ”