Chapter 63: Confiding or Calling for Help
On the leather beak mask, two round glass lenses are embedded in it, reflecting Inspector Pine's slightly confused expression.
"You know what? When we first met, it wasn't a simple inquiry. I drove the Nightmare Banshee to scout your memories and erase them. ”
"Guessed."
Li Shen's heart moved, and he replied.
"Guessed? Yes, you've always been very perceptive. Just last night, the Nightmare Banshee went through the memories of your memories and melted into my soul. ”
Pine let out a long sigh, just recalling that memory, and he couldn't help but shudder:
"Beneath the boundless sea of will, I saw an indescribable abomination. He is huge, terrifying, black and white, like a whirlpool of the deep sea, like the eyes of the ocean, and even more like ...... Like a black sun hanging in the daylight......"
This short sentence seems to drain the air in Pyne's lungs.
He breathed in a hoarse voice before he came to his senses and said:
"He is definitely not a tyrannical blood god! I've seen with my own eyes in the Crimson Cult's storehouse the greatness of his body, which is by no means a human being, that...... You should know. ”
Speaking of the back, Pyne's voice was visibly trembling, as if the last confession of a suicidal person, or a plea for help.
In fact, if it was just a memory of the Nightmare Banshee, it wouldn't have scared him so much.
But this memory awakens the memory that was once sealed, that is, what happened in the warehouse of the Crimson Sect. [Chapter 39]
The intersection of two memories collides with a chilling, deep-rooted horror!
There was silence in the carriage.
Langdon seemed to be awakened to that terrible memory because of this, and he couldn't let go of it for a long time.
I don't know how long it has been, Pyne finally retracted his divergent thoughts with reason, and sighed:
"No wonder that Elliot died in the investigation! You were right to stop investigating, and it's hard for me to imagine how you could have kept your senses and even survived the glimpse of this scene in the midst of fragmented prayers and even rituals. ”
"You said that reason is our only weapon. I think this is also my biggest reliance when I am ignorant. Li Shenzhi said ambiguously.
"Yes, reason is our most powerful weapon. Haha, are you feeling much more relaxed now? Because someone shared your fears and secrets? ”
Pine Qiang smiled, his tone a little frustrated and apologetic.
Frustrated that the answer given by Li Shenzhi is so vulgar and unrealistic.
Sorry that it wasn't so much that he shared Langdon's fears, but that he was pouring out his fears and asking Langdon to help him share them.
"Fear is contagious, not abated, I'm sorry, my fear is contagious to you." Li Shenzhi.
"I'm the one who should say I'm sorry!" Pine Road.
Li Shenzhi did not reply.
At this point, the carriage finally stopped, and Pine opened the door, and a putrefining stench that even the beak mask could not fully filter in, swarmed in, as if it wanted to seep into human skin through the pores of sweat.
"Let's go, I hope those people's memories can be cleaner, I feel like I'm like an undertaker, suffering the erosion of the dark side of the world."
Pine grumbled in a hoarse voice as he put on his beak mask.
"The Yellow Critic may be more accurate."
"Huang Jian?"
"A profession described in the novels of the Flanders."
"Sounds interesting? From which novel? Is there a translation? ”
"I can't remember exactly, but it's about the same as your current job."
"yes, forget it."
The two chatted all the way to the Duke of Habs's farm.
At this time, this farm has already been three steps and one post, five steps and one sentry.
In the dark corners, the black cat of the resentful spirit can be seen cruising by from time to time.
The Tudor Sheriff's Office obviously attaches great importance to this case, and has drawn capable forces from all regions to handle it in a coordinated manner.
After the report, Li Shenzhi and Inspector Pine immediately separated.
Pine was sent to a makeshift office to examine and tamper with residents' memories one by one.
Li Shenzhi was led by a sheriff named Adela in District 6 to enter the underground secret passage through the farm tool warehouse.
As soon as he walked into the underground secret room, Li Shenzhi was disgusted by the sight in front of him.
Highly decaying pieces of flesh were everywhere, and it was difficult to identify limb parts.
Dense maggots, in which the intestines break the belly, the chrysalis does not stop, sucking the bones and grinding the teeth.
A swollen giant was lying in the middle of the passage, and in the eyeballs that had long been squeezed out of its sockets by its swollen features, a maggot emerged from its pupils, swaying from side to side, as if to greet its kind.
Li Shenzhi had no feeling for the tumbling maggots, but the giant view was still impacting his three views, which shook his heart.
"What happened?" Li Shenzhi asked.
"An evil sacrifice, the details are inconvenient to tell. Your task now is to burn them all and not let go of a single corner. Sheriff Adela said.
Li Shenzhi nodded, and an arm suddenly fell, falling to the ground and disintegrating into a fire-breathing worm, crawling in all directions.
Everywhere they passed, flames soared into the sky.
The maggots, which had eaten round and fat, had no power to escape the baptism of the flames, and were twisted in the light of the fire, stiffened, oily, and charred, and reduced to firewood.
It didn't take long for the entire basement to burst into flames, and the orange flames quickly covered up all the ugliness and filth.
Li Shenzhi stood in the flames and said nothing.
His thoughts had already drifted to Pyne.
Judging by Pyne's words, he probably didn't fuse all of his memories, so he took what the Nightmare Banshee saw as Langdon's memory.
Otherwise, it is the best policy to report to the nautical church, and the middle policy is to pretend not to know.
Even if you confide in temptation, you should be prepared, not rush to mention it in the middle of the mission.
But even so, this incident still sounded the alarm for Li Shenzhi.
Sooner or later, Pyne will merge all of the Nightmare Banshee's memories.
At that point, he will be exposed to the sun.
There are only two ways to solve this problem.
First, kill people and kill people;
Second, go away and fly high.
No, there's another way.
Li Shen's heart moved, and he thought of a third possibility:
That is to take Pine's body, whether it is to take it for himself or to turn it into a second "Mermaid Natalie".
While his thoughts wandered, Li Shenzhi made a decision.
"Huh?"
That's when he found the ashes containing remnants, and more than one.
These remnants are so weak that they can't even form resentful spirits.
Only he, who is in charge of the power of the ashes, can feel the remaining soul fragments from it.
The servants of the ashes created from this kind of ashes must be weak.
However, it doesn't matter, it's better than nothing.
He carefully manipulated the maggots, devouring the ashes and retracting them from his body.
The fire burned for more than ten minutes.
So much so that by the time the flames were extinguished, the surrounding earthen walls had liquefied, forming a pyroclastic rock full of pores.
The source of the disgusting rancid stench has finally been completely wiped out.
However, physical putrefaction is easy to burn, but the rot in people's hearts is difficult to purify.
At this time, in the lobby of the farmstead, Inspector Pine stood in the center, holding a spirit binding crystal ball in his hand.
In the crystal ball, a resentful spirit summoned from an underground chamber is sleeping.