The gently undulating waves gently lapped against the exterior wall of the cabin, the slight creaking sound of the deck from time to time could be heard from time to time, and the whale grease fueled the ship's lights burned quietly not far away, and in the bright firelight, a pair of curious or expectant eyes were reflected.

Morris spread out the book on the folklore of the city-state in front of his eyes, relaxed his mind a little, weakened his defense against his own will, and opened his mind to knowledge, allowing the power of books to submerge his mind little by little.

He could feel that his unguarded mind was exuding more and more alluring "smells" from the vast expanse of the sea.

A seeker, a reckless, unguarded seeker, opens his heart on the sea, and the hungry shadows that roam the depths of the world must have sensed the bait—the shadows of the foolish and blind could not resist the temptation, but they still hesitated, their barely sane, slightly civilized minds in pursuit of knowledge, instinctively resistant to the environment on the Lost, which kept them hesitating.

But they don't always hesitate - those things that lurk in the spirit realm, in the shadows, and even in the subspace, have no real intelligence.

Morris slowly turned a page, his gaze wandering between the words.

Folklore knowledge, which is the thing that can attract the attention of those shadows the most, folklore embodies the fear, awe and simple cognition of nature accumulated by human beings in a long span, it is a rough processing of human nature, it is a luscious emotion and solidified knowledge, which is most suitable for those hungry knowledge chasers to feast on.

Another page was opened, and a fine speck of dust rose and fell between the pages, and the light slanted through the curved paper, outlining a jumping light and shadow between the paper and the text.

It was quiet in the cabin.

The captain stood silently on one side, staring at the spread out of the book, and the sun fragments on the other, watching the movement in the air.

Morris looked down at the next line of text and saw that the edges of the text were shaking slightly.

The intruders are approaching.

The invisible knowledge seeker finally couldn't hold it anymore and came to the edge of the real world, its tentacles sniffing Maurice's mind through the pages, and began to disguise itself as words, and on the otherwise normal pages, strange symbols emerged little by little.

It is a non-existent text, a depiction of knowledge that does not exist.

Savvy hunters tend to disguise themselves as prey, and seekers of knowledge often disguise themselves as "knowledge" when luring scholars, and reading them is the first step in falling into the trap.

Morris looked at the lines of illegible characters emerging from the paper, felt the power of those characters to lure him into reading, and whispered, "Here it is." ”

In the next second, the "hunter" hidden in the pages and words seemed to suddenly sense something, and a sharp and chaotic scream suddenly came into everyone's ears, and then, the pages of the big book began to turn wildly, and the black words on the pages jumped up one by one as if they had an independent life, struggling to turn into ink, trying to break free from the yellowed paper!

Duncan smiled a little at this.

His "fishing" succeeded, and in the face of intellectual pursuers, the use of historians to make a nest really worked.

A cloud of smoke poured out of the page, and the words that were separated from the page quickly merged into the smoke, and rushed out of the book with a roar, turning into a whirlpool of smoke and dust swept into the air, and then something black in the smoke and dust began to condense and form, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into some kind of bone-like structure - a large pile of extremely chaotic and distorted black bone fragments crackled and fell on the floor next to the dining table, and in the blink of an eye, they were pieced together and combined into something familiar to everyone present:

An ugly, hound-like creature made of black bones.

Ah Gou, who was on full guard next to him, was immediately stupid when he saw this scene, and looked up at the people around him: "I don't know it." ”

"If you don't know each other, that's easy." Duncan said casually, and then walked towards the dark hound that had just condensed its form and seemed to be still in chaos, and the latter finally reacted at this time, it raised its head suddenly, and the red light in the hollow blood-colored eye sockets exploded, and endless black flames rose into the air from the cracks in the bones above and below its body, making a gesture of resistance!

However, its resistance was over before it could begin - the moment the black flames rose from the Hound Hound in its body, its gaze met Duncan's gaze, and in the next second, every ray of flame that burned out of its body was dyed with a layer of dark green.

The intruder from the depths lost its grip on its own flames in a second, becoming a sacrifice under the watchful eye of the Captain, its chaotic mind perhaps before it could comprehend what had happened, and it was engulfed in the flames of its blazing spirits—a terrible and chaotic roar shattered the peace on the Lost Homeland, and the roar of flames burning through the bones and the eerie tearing sound resounded through the dining room!

Good hunters tend to present themselves as prey – but a very good hunter can really become prey.

What happened next was really unbearable for the dog, and the whole dog trembled, holding its head behind Shirley and trembling, while looking at the beating fire in front of him, while listening to the movement in his ears, the red light in his eyes flickered and dimmed: "Hey...... Alas, I'm going here...... Oh mom, this burns...... Hey, this bone is broken...... Oh, this howl...... Hey, I can't stand it......"

There was silence in the dining room.

A cloud of broken bone fragments, which were completely indistinguishable, were scattered on the floor, and green smoke curled above the bone fragments, and a few remnants of green sparks jumped between the wreckage, devouring the last bit of power that the "knowledge hunter" had left in the real dimension.

Duncan frowned, things were a bit unexpected, and the speed with which it ended was a bit unexpected.

He stepped forward, kicked the pile of broken bones that still had a little heat left on his toes, and looked up at the dog not far away.

"Why is it a ghostly hound?"

"I ...... I don't know......" Ah Gou shuddered for a moment, his voice sounding trembling, "I haven't read a book before, I don't know how to read, I don't even have much sense before I met Shirley, and I don't know why one came out...... Folks. ”

At this time, Morris on the side stood up, and the old scholar's calm voice finally helped Ah Dog to relieve the siege: "Theoretically, the 'evil spirits' attracted when reading books will be random, usually invisible shadows from the spirit world, but there are also a few cases of 'demons' running out of the depths of the ghost, the ghost hound has the meaning of 'hunting' and 'chasing' from the name, in fact, they are indeed a kind of knowledge hunter...... And it's quite a powerful one. ”

"Quite a powerful one?" Duncan raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and subconsciously glanced at the dog who was trembling at Shirley's feet, "Really? ”

“…… Under normal circumstances, a person reading a book at sea is attacked by a ghostly demon that suddenly escapes from the book, and there is almost no chance of survival," Morris said with a strange expression, "In the worst case, the ghostly demon that invades the real world through this way will quickly grow and lose control, slaughtering the entire ship in a short period of time...... Not every ship is a lost country. ”

"Okay," Duncan nodded, quickly drawing the strength formula in his mind, and his tone was a little subtle, "If the intruder summoned when reading the book is the strongest is a 'hunter' like a dog, it doesn't seem to be too dangerous......"

As he spoke, he glanced at Nina: "Nina, you can do your winter vacation homework on the ship in the future, and if something really escapes, you can just beat it up yourself - be careful not to burn the thing." ”

Nina suddenly laughed: "Oh! ”

Then Duncan glanced at Ah Dog again: "Anyway, you don't even know that you are a 'hound chasing knowledge'?" ”

"I don't know," Ah Dog shook his ugly head and said in a muffled voice, "I said it all, I used to be confused ......"

Shirley frowned and thought for a long time, and suddenly said: "If you want to say that, the hidden hounds don't know how to read like a dog, so what are they chasing knowledge for?" ”

"Alice also studies cooking," Duncan said casually, "and it's probably just a hobby." ”

Shirley nodded as if she didn't understand, and looked down at her partner again, but the latter silently got under the table next to her, her huge paws holding her head, and said in a sullen voice: "Don't ask me, I don't know anything...... It's so terrifying this place......"

Duncan couldn't help but shake his head with a smile, and suddenly felt that the atmosphere was really getting better day by day after there were so many people on the ship—now that there was such a pleasant routine, I really didn't know what the excitement would be like here when Vanna got on the ship.

With a happy mood and some anticipation for the future, he stepped forward and kicked the pile of black bones on the floor that had gradually cooled down.

It's just a ghostly demon without a heart, completely different from a dog.

"Alice, clean up this pile."

……

Under the bright and warm sunshine, Vanna, who was walking in the atrium of the church, suddenly felt a chill and shivered subconsciously.

She looked up at the atrium path in the sunlight and sighed deeply for a long time.

What should come, always comes.

(End of chapter)