"The temperature here is at least 10 degrees cooler than in the wild."

Tightening the trench coat on his body, Crane commented with a shudder.

Of course, part of the reason is that I have just lost blood, I heard that the human body feels cold after blood loss, and the temperature here is already lower than outside, so I feel like it is winter......

Klein silently added in his mind.

He can't act too weak, or the captain will most likely let him go back to rest first and replace Old Neil with the curse ritual.

As if he hadn't heard Klein's complaints, Dunn slowly walked at the front of the group, his eyes half-closed, and entered a meditative state, his eyes swept ahead, and the translucent shadows floating in the corridor, all of which were hazy and indistinct, calmed down under his gaze, and then faded away, no longer appearing.

"This can only temporarily appease them, and we need to set up the ritual as soon as possible to completely solve the 'anomaly' in this house."

Leonard followed behind Klein and whispered.

He held up the oil lamp he had taken down from the carriage, and the faint light illuminated Klein's way.

The two "sleepless" members of the team were able to find their way by relying only on the faint light of the moon, and this lamp was simply prepared for the "soothsayer" Crane.

The three of them walked through the hallway next to the living room, near the center of the cold and shadows, the dining room of the house.

Without the slightest pause, Dunn pushed open the door and walked in, and Crane glanced at the other end of the hallway before entering.

Over there was the living room where Angel was guarded alone, and the three of them left her there so that Crane could find his way through the light and use candles to decorate the ceremony.

And Klein guessed that leaving Angel alone in the living room might have another meaning - if she wanted to escape, this was the best chance.

"Magic Pocket Watch" ......

In Angel's explanation just now, Crane finally knew the name and effect of this magical item.

It turns out that this is the reason why she had symptoms of "photophobia" last week and wandered downstairs in the company and refused to enter the door?

Recalling the Angel he had seen on Zotland Street last Tuesday, and the same horror she had just seen when she saw the lights, Klein clenched his fists and looked at the altar in the center of the restaurant.

It was a round table full of puppets, with a space in the middle, and although the chill had dissipated for the bone, it could still be felt that it was from the center of the round table.

Three extinguished candles are placed on the edge of the round table, forming an equilateral triangle.

Countless shadows floated in the air of the restaurant, and when they saw someone entering, they silently adjusted their direction and floated towards the three of them.

Dunn, who was at the forefront, stared at him, and the shadows that had approached were suspended in the air, as if he had lost his target, or had fallen into a deep sleep, no longer chasing the living.

"Terrible curse ritual, good thing we've broken it...... Hurry up and appease them. ”

Leonard frowned and looked around at the shadowy dining room, urging.

Crane nodded, walked under the shadows, came to the round table, reached out and swept the puppets to the ground, and his sharp eyes found that these crudely made puppets were all labeled with their names and corresponding dates, spiritual numbers, and other information.

"Joyce Meyer?"

One of the familiar names caught his eye, and Crane ignored the ceremony and picked up the puppet with Joyce's name on it.

"Who is he?"

Dunn's deep voice rang in his ears, as if it still had some sleep-inducing power.

"One of the survivors of the Alfalfa tragedy, Klein divined for him."

Before Klein could answer, Leonard had already opened his mouth to explain, and he took the puppet and studied it carefully.

Klein took out the candles he was carrying, replaced the three that had obviously been sacrificed to the evil gods, took out essential oils, sandalwood and other materials, and set up the altar.

After quickly creating a spiritual wall around the three with a ritual knife, he lit a candle and prayed to the goddess of the night, completely pacifying the shadows near the house.

They are supposed to be the victims of this curse ritual, the ones who have been "stolen" from the rest of their lives.

Unfortunately, the following psychic spirits did not find any useful clues, and these souls had been completely destroyed by the curse ritual, leaving only some mutilated fragments.

Even the altar itself did not produce enough information for divination.

"After the ritual was destroyed, the shadows could barely rely on psychic information to obtain information, and the altar also had anti-divination measures, so the two must be skilled workers."

Hearing Klein's words, Dunn looked around unrelentingly, the shadows of the pacified had faded away, and only the handmade puppets remained in the empty dining room.

"The names and messages on the puppets are related to the 'Alfalfa Massacre', and I saw several familiar names. Based on their number, it is likely that the names of all the survivors in the city of Tingen are on it. ”

Leonard took the "Joyce" puppet and rummaged through the pile of puppets on the ground to find a few more that he knew.

"My guess is that they are going to use the lives of dying people as sacrifices, with the help of the cursed altar to curse the survivors of the Alfalfa, who are numerous, located all over the city of Tingen, and whose whereabouts do not overlap, and who are even under the surveillance of the official extraordinary. If you do it directly, I'm afraid that if you can't kill a few, we will find out. ”

He said confidently, as if he was very familiar with the rituals.

Dunn also nodded, agreeing with Leonard's analysis: "Choosing patients, choosing people who are dark in their hearts and easy to be instigated, such scattering, using diseases and accidentally killing dozens of people is easy for the police to consider a 'normal death', and the extraordinary factors behind it will not be discovered in a short time." And when the police found out that something was wrong in the statistics, reported it to us, and tracked it down here, they had completed the ceremony and drifted away. ”

"But what about Tris? He was responsible for the tragedy of the Alfalfa, but it was two other women who presided over the ceremony......"

Crane remembered the young man with the round face on the wanted post, and how he couldn't connect him to the two extraordinary people he had met today.

"Maybe he has another task, such as continuing to search for the dying man, and then having his accomplices do the work to cause an early death...... Let's go upstairs and see that there may be clues to their quarters, using psychics or divination to try to track down Tris. ”

Leonard put down the puppet in his hand and looked at the ceiling.

Moments later, the trio came to the second floor of the house.

Compared to the tightly closed windows and tightly covered curtains on the first floor, the second floor looks slightly more normal.

Both bedrooms were furnished as if they were living rooms, one of them had a futon casually placed in the corner of the bed, various ladies' clothes were messily arranged, and a large suitcase was opened in the corner of the room, as if the owner of the bedroom had not had time to pack it up.

There were all kinds of open cosmetics on the dressing cabinet, the makeup mirror on it had been broken, and there were pieces of shards less than the size of a palm scattered on the table and the ground, with traces of being smashed by hard objects, apparently vandalized.

The three of them shook their heads in unison, the other party's first target was the mirror, obviously to fight against the follow-up divination, and the gain from spending spirituality for channeling would not be great.

The other bedroom next door is much more elaborately furnished, with quilts folded like squares and dresses neatly hung in the closet.

It seems that these two bedrooms are inhabited by two extraordinary beings, but I don't know which one the "Witch of Pleasure" lives in, and which one the "Witch" lives in......

Secretly guessing, Klein found that the full-length mirror embedded in the closet door was intact.

Could it be that the extraordinary person of this house left in a hurry before he had time to destroy the mirror? Maybe she was interrupting the ritual and didn't care about it......

He was secretly happy in his heart, and along the way, he finally encountered a useful clue.

In the occult, the mirror is the gateway to the unknown, to the spiritual world, as long as it is complete, it will definitely be able to divinate and channel something!

He rubbed his cold and stiff hands together and stepped forward.

But then, the throbbing of his spiritual intuition stopped him: the mirror in front of him was dangerous!

"Wait, don't use it for divination, this mirror is a trap!"

Leonard's panicked voice was also heard behind him.

(End of chapter)