After going around the Mason Cafe in the Botanical Garden as planned, Lumian returned to the "Golden Rooster Hotel" on the chaotic street, walked directly to the third floor, and came to room 10, where the madman lived.

Bang! Bang! Bang! He banged on the door.

"I'm going to die! I'm going to die! The whispers in the room suddenly became sharp.

"I'm going to die!" Lumian scolded expressionlessly.

The madman seemed to be frightened by his momentum, and fell silent, but did not respond.

Lumian didn't knock on the door again, pulled out the small piece of wire he had with him, drilled into the keyhole, and tinkered with it a few times.

With a snap, the stained brown wooden door opened backwards "on its own".

Lumian immediately saw the madman, still wearing his linen shirt and yellow trousers, kneeling on the ground, his black beard almost obscuring his eyes.

Lumian walked in, closed the door with his hand, and then crouched down before the madman, and said in a suppressed voice:

"I also met the ghost of Montsourie."

The madman visibly shuddered, and only the blue eyes of fear showed some signs of thawing.

After a few seconds, he gasped and asked in a deep voice

"Are you sure it's a Montsouris ghost?"

Got into the occasional lucid state that Charlie said? Lumian smiled and said:

"I don't know, so I'll check with you.

"What does the ghost of Montsouris look like when you come across?"

The madman replied with a shudder:

"A dark shadow, like a lonely old man, with a hunched back and walking very slowly.

"As soon as I noticed it, it disappeared into the darkness, and I didn't know it was a Montsouris ghost at first, until my parents, my wife, my children died one after another......"

It's really similar to the one I came across...... Lumien frowned, suspecting that he had indeed encountered the ghost of Montsouri.

He thought for a moment and said:

"How did your family die? Have you been attacked yourself? The madman shook his head quickly:

"I, I don't have anything to do with it except that I often feel something watching me in the dark, or I wouldn't be alive until now.

"My child was seriously ill and died in the hospital, and as soon as we had him purified and buried in the catacombs, my wife, my wife collapsed and hanged herself in her room.

"It was only then that I remembered the legend of the ghost of Montsourie and took my parents to the church and asked the priest there to protect us.

"The church took it very seriously and sent three whole clergy to live in my house, and during that time, nothing happened, and I thought the nightmare was over.

"After the New Year, the clergy were evacuated, and not long after, my father strangled my mother and ended his life with a dinner knife at home, and then I didn't remember a lot of things, and occasionally I woke up to find that I didn't know when I had moved here......"

The madman's blue eyes revealed an unconcealable pain, and the whole person gave Lumian the feeling of being like a stretch to the limit, which could be broken at any time.

"Didn't you say that the ghost of Montsouris would have killed anyone who met him back then? It's the new year. Lumian was keenly aware of the difference between the madman's story and the legend.

The madman shook his head:

"I don't know why this happened, I thought the nightmare was over, otherwise the three clergy wouldn't have left......"

There is no end time curse unless the target is all dead? Lumien has a new guess about the legend of the ghost of Montsouris.

He stood up and said to the madman:

"I guess the ghost of Montsouris I have encountered, let's see which of us can live longer.

"If I find a solution to this curse, you can pay me to help you."

"Method, way......" The madman cocked the corners of his mouth, and repeated Lumian's words with tears and laughter.

He immediately raised his hands and grabbed his hair:

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die!"

Lumian wanted to ask what the madman's name was, so that he wouldn't be able to engrave his name when he was sent to the cemetery or catacombs in the future, but he shook his head, turned to open the door, and walked out of room 310.

Back in 207, Lumian sat down on the edge of his bed, thinking about how to deal with the curse caused by the ghost of Montsouris.

Although theoretically the curse may not take effect until the end of the year, and there will be no need to rush for a while, Lumian cannot hope that the ghost of Montsouris is procrastinating.

Moreover, he has no immediate family, and the first person to die due to the curse is most likely to be himself, which may happen in the second half of the year, maybe next week or even tonight.

"Speaking of which, that guy might still be alive, and if the ghost of Montsouris can help me kill him, I'll have to say thank you......" Lumian laughed to himself as the thought turned.

He told Lai En and the others in his dream that he had forgotten what his original name was, and that he was lying to them, and he simply didn't want to mention it anymore and didn't want to remember it anymore.

As a child, his family was not bad, but the man he called his father was a playboy and later a gambler.

His mother was so angry that he died, and his grandfather was bankrupt and took him to live in a slum, where he died within a few years.

So, after being adopted by Auror, he took the initiative to ask if he could follow her surname and change to a new name.

Lumian didn't know if the guy who had just contributed bodily fluids was dead or alive, and if he was dead, it would be a good thing, and if not, he wanted the ghost of Montsourie to do the trick.

As for himself, Lumien didn't dare to think that the ghost of Montsouri would not do anything to him just because he was polluted by an evil god in his body and had a great existence seal on his body.

As long as it doesn't attach itself to him, the other party can do anything!

According to Lady "The Magician", Lumien believes that many extraordinaries and monsters can easily kill them, only to be confronted with the pollution that escapes.

"It's not sure if it's a curse...... But I can't just sit and wait for death, something has to be done...... Well, Aurel used to say that for weak people or minors, the strongest ability is to 'find parents'......"

Thinking of this, Lumian's eyes lit up, he stood up, walked to the table, and turned out a pen and paper.

He plans to report the progress of the mission to the "magician" lady now, and by the way, he has encountered the ghost of Montsouris and does not know if he has been cursed and how to solve the problem.

Although the lady with the code name "magician" is not his parent, in the current situation, he is definitely his boss, and it is reasonable to ask his boss for help when he encounters difficulties!

Lumien pondered for a moment, then wrote:

"Dear lady 'Magician',

"I have done as you commanded and obtained Aosta. Trull's trust and asked him to introduce me to the occult gathering convened by Mr. K......

"On the way back from the catacombs, I had the misfortune to encounter the legendary ghost of Montsouris, of course, I can't be sure." The specific legend is this......

"I wonder if I've been cursed by the ghost of Montsouris or something else, and what should I do?"

At the end of the writing, Lumian deliberately left the code name "Seven of Wands" as a reminder that he belonged to the outer members of their mysterious organization.

- This is what Lumian deduced from the fact that the lady took the tarot card "magician" as the code name and got the tarot card "Seven of Wands" herself.

He suspected that the "magician" lady probably belonged to a secret organization symbolized by tarot cards and believed in the great being, in which the Great Arcana was the official member, each of which was extremely powerful, and the Little Arcana was the peripheral member with different tasks.

After folding the letter, Lumian carefully cleaned the room, crushed all the bedbugs that came next door, and threw them into the trash can in the bathroom.

After doing this, he lit the candle and created a "spiritual wall" to summon the messenger of the "magician" lady in the name of himself.

It didn't take long for the candle flame to take on a dark blue hue.

And this time, the messenger with a small arm high, shaped like a doll, and wearing a small golden dress, appeared directly at the top of the flames, floating there.

Its unfocused and radiant blue eyes looked around and nodded slightly: "It's much better than last time." "It's an ethereal voice, not like a human being can make.

"Actually, I don't like bed bugs either." Lumian took the opportunity to say something.

The doll messenger smiled slightly

"Right? No creature likes those bugs! ”

Lumian could see that it was quite satisfied, as if it was because "both sides" hated the same thing.

With that, the doll messenger stretched out his pale palm, which had no skin texture, and made the letter float upward.

Lumian followed the trajectory and saw the "doll" holding the letter shatter and disappear like a bubble.

He said with heartfelt emotion:

"It's so convenient to have a messenger......"

After the ritual and the wooden table was cleared, Lumian sat back on the edge of the bed, waiting for the messenger to bring feedback.

As the minutes ticked by, the night grew darker outside, and there was a burst of singing in the speakeasy, but Lumian did not wait for a reply from the "magician" lady.

This made him frown:

"Ms. 'Magician' is busy with other things and has no time to read my letter for the time being?

"You can't wait like this all the time, you have to find another way to protect yourself......

"Neither the 'Hunter' nor the 'Provocateur' have the ability to deal with curses, if they are......

"Neither can a 'dancer', unless you really pray to the hidden being after the ritual dance, but what is the difference between this and suicide?

"Well, I can't pray to the Hidden Being, I can find the Great Being!

"I have her seal on me, and I have her permission to steal the 'Gift', and I am not afraid to ask her again!

"Well, pray that she will help me remove the curse from my body."

Lumian did as soon as he thought of it, and quickly set up the altar again.

Since the Magician did not specifically mention the material of the Great Being's domain, Lumian believed that nothing should affect the final result, as long as no other gods were involved.

He also placed orange-yellow candles made of citrus and lavender, two representing the gods and one representing himself. After completing the preparations, Lumian took a step back, looked at the three yellowish candles, and said in Hermesian:

"A fool who does not belong to this era, a mysterious lord above the gray mist, and a king of yellow and black who rules good fortune......"