Back at the detective office, Lewis did not act immediately, he wrapped the citrine pendant around his right hand and silently recited the divination statement:

"This time the destruction of evil spirits will go well."

By reciting the divination seven times, Lewis's spirit was able to communicate with the spirit world, and the pendant turned clockwise at an even speed.

"This means that this operation is not too dangerous, the evil spirit is not strong, and I should be able to deal with it easily.

Of course, the premise is to be well prepared, no one can win every battle without preparation. ”

After the divination was over, Lewis went to the black market to buy some auxiliary materials for the "Priest of Calamity".

The Moonflower is one of the more common ingredients, and although it only blooms on the day of a Blood Moon, it is not difficult to find, and it only costs £3 to buy one.

As for pure water, he didn't need to buy this kind of material, he only needed to use the "distillation method" to make some, and it was enough to prepare potions.

"Those extraordinary materials are undoubtedly hard to find, and I have never seen the Calamity Sea Serpent, only heard of it in a few books.

Mermaids were said to have occasionally appeared in the offshore waters a hundred years ago, but now only some churches have captivities, so I can only try my luck in the open sea.

In addition, the White Dust and the Blood of the Silver and White Serpent in the auxiliary materials are also extraordinary materials, which can only be seen at parties, and are not seen in the ordinary black market at all. ”

Lewis carefully weighed the pros and cons, and waited to confirm Ince. Zangwill's current form, he is about to consider leaving Beckland.

Whether it's for the promotion of the Calamity Priesthood or for a while to avoid the dangers that exist in Beckland.

Just after five o'clock in the afternoon, the sun shifted, and Lewis got ready to dress, and he left the city of Beckland by subway, and then headed for the village that Wilbur had spoken.

The night is the time when the evil spirits are more active, and at this time, he may be able to easily fish for the evil spirits without having to make too much effort to find them.

The yellowing sun still shone on the ground, and the darkness in the distance began to slowly engulf the small village.

At this point, some time before dark, Lewis went into the only pub in the village and asked for a Southwell beer.

This beer is slightly bitter in the mouth, has a sweet aftertaste, and is relatively refreshing to drink.

"Friend, you like to drink Southwell beer too?" Suddenly, a strong man dressed in a worker's sackcloth sat down beside Lewis and said to the bartender, "A glass of Southwell beer." ”

The bartender's action of wiping the wine glass stopped abruptly, he looked at the strong man, and said coldly: "Matthew, if you want beer, you should ask the gentleman next to you first, unless you plan to pay for it yourself." ”

Matthew scratched his head and said to Lewis, "Sir, your gentlemanly demeanor is so impressive, if I were a woman, I would have welcomed you with a wag on my ass." ”

Lewis frowned, he glanced at the rough, unkempt man, it would be terrible if the other party was a woman.

"A glass of Southwell beer." Lewis hurriedly interrupted the man to continue, and it was okay to ask for a beer.

What's more, he also has the idea of finding out the news, and in the face of unknown opponents, it is also very important to collect information in advance.

"What a generous gentleman you are." The rugged man took the Southwell beer from the bartender and took a big sip.

"I heard that there is an old house in this village that is dilapidated and occasionally makes a little bit of a disturbance, you know?" Lewis asked, feigning inadvertentness.

"Haunted old house?" The rugged man was stunned at first, and then seemed to recall something, and said, "Perhaps, you have been deceived." ”

"Huh?" Lewis wondered that there seemed to be nothing unusual here, which did not correspond to Mr. Wilbur's description.

It stands to reason that if an evil spirit hovers this place, no one should notice it.

And, Mr. Wilbur should not be the first victim.

After drinking the beer, the rugged man put down his glass and left the bar without looking back, as if he had only come here to have a beer.

"Sir, you shouldn't have been too generous to that kind of person just now, it will only fuel Matthew's laziness." The bartender said coldly.

"Can you elaborate on that?" Lewis asked thoughtfully.

"Matthew was a slacker who used to at least farm to make ends meet.

However, since a year ago, he has become more lazy, and the land has begun to be deserted, but he has become rich.

The villagers are saying that he seems to be doing a bad job in secret. ”

Bad job?

Lewis frowned, he didn't know what Bai Bai Bao meant, and he didn't intend to waste time on this matter, so he asked, "What I said before, the old house that may have supernatural events, have you heard of it?" I may need to write an interview about it. ”

"I haven't heard of it, but you can go to the east side of the village, which is closer to the grave, and maybe you can find something there." The bartender explained that from Lewis's words, he analyzed that the other party was a journalist, the kind of person who wrote ghost stories.

"Thank you." Putting down the empty cup he had drunk, Lewis turned to leave.

It was almost dark, and some of the houses in the village were lit up by candles, while others were dark.

Lewis headed towards the east of the village, trying to find traces of the evil spirits and hoping to complete the task as soon as possible.

For him personally, it is not too difficult to destroy evil spirits, and he has not only purification bullets but also sun phalanges in his hands, both of which can cause serious damage to creatures such as evil spirits.

Of course, if these two items can't get rid of the evil spirit, he can still run away.

The small village was small, and it took only half an hour for Lewis to reach the east side of the village.

To the east of the village, a waterwheel carrying water is at work, and the wheat fields that have been harvested are barren.

Come to think of it, after the wheat field is harvested, few people will come here anymore, after all, it has no value.

Suddenly, Lewis heard footsteps in the distance, which were slightly impetuous.

He thought for a moment, borrowing the power of his cane to hide in the darkness, only a pair of brown eyes looking around.

The footsteps were strange, it seemed to be only one person, and there was a sense of familiarity.

After about five minutes, Lewis saw the man coming out of the field path, it was a rugged man he had seen at the bar, it was Matthew.

Intrigued, Lewis quietly followed, walking through the fields and through a leafy path through the woods, where he saw a dilapidated building with the feeling of decay.

The rugged man walked outside the building and threw a silver-white object inside.

Lewis was too far away to see what was in the man's hand, he only heard Matthew's complaints.

"Hell, I don't want to come to this kind of place."

(End of chapter)