Finish dealing with a few scorpion-tailed flies.

A few of them plunged into the invisible mist, leaning on the door numbers of nearby shops and villas to guide them and extinguish kerosene lamps, which could attract scorpion-tailed flies and even more terrifying monsters.

Dean walked at the front of the group, carrying half a scorpiontail fly in his hand and a rope tied around his waist, connecting Lucia, who was forced and restless in the middle of the group, and her children.

Wanda and Victor leaned against their mother with tense little faces after Dean's telekinetic suggestion, obedient and obedient like never before, even in the hazy darkness.

And the queen of Sean, who was carrying a spear and shield, cast a wary gaze at the ghost that floated around the mother and daughter from time to time.

The five of them walked cautiously through a narrow cave tunnel.

In addition, Dean confirmed again with a telepathic transmission, and the lake monster Light Blue is still hiding in the long lake to search for Martha's soul, and there is no news yet.

The shoals had already found Mrs. Carmody, but the other party was no longer in the pier antique shop, but had run to the nearby town police station and gathered with a bunch of lucky ones.

So Dean's next destination became the police station.

The journey was not long, and the distribution of the Children of the Mist was extremely irregular, so this time they were not attacked again.

"We're in place."

Dean looked up ten meters ahead, and the silhouette of a one-story building loomed in the lingering mist, and a yellow glow from the narrow glass doors and windows illuminated the sign above that read "Bridge Pier Town Police Station".

Dean stepped forward quickly, and telekinesis broke the handle inside the glass door to break into the police station, and the three Lucia mother and daughter rushed in from behind, including the ghost of Barty.

Multiple kerosene lamps illuminate the interior.

In the hall in front of the reception was a gathering of twenty people, most of them scribbled in pajamas, their eyes bloodshot from staying up late, their expressions dazed and agitated, probably frightened by the fog and power outages of the night, and the townspeople who had escaped to the police station, surrounded by two policemen in police uniforms and pistols at their waists.

Mrs. Carmody, dressed in bright orange trousers, stood in the middle of the crowd, her head held up, and shouted in an old hoarse but powerful voice, "Don't go out, I feel danger outside, death is hidden in the fog!" Whoever goes out dies! ”

She crossed her hands on her hips and looked dignified, like a pastor preaching to the believers, which made people listen attentively.

The older ones nodded in agreement, while a few of the younger ones looked disgusted, as if they feared that the witch with her strange jewels would infect them with some curse.

A red-haired seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy couldn't help but push Carmody hard, pushing her to the ground, like an old fat dog with a broken leg.

"Shut up, you old witch, don't talk nonsense here and scare people!"

"Calm down, young man." A man with a scruffy chin stepped forward and lifted the glaring Camody up, "She's not lying, I saw with my own eyes the mist drifting across the lake as if it were alive, eating my neighbor Attorney Norton's dock, and then eating his home, right behind my car." ”

"It wasn't until it entered the town that it was busy eating other buildings that it spared me, but I could clearly see behemoths like giant octopuses of the deep sea in the fog, agitating countless tentacles and enveloping houses."

A group of people turned pale when they heard this.

"David Drayton, aren't you a painter, when did you switch careers and write horror stories?" Another tall and strong man in a police uniform stood up and gave people a reassuring look, "Don't worry, everyone, there are no monsters at all, this is just an ordinary fog, it just came at an inopportune time, and it happened that there was a problem with the power supply station, which caused a bad impact, as long as we wait until tomorrow morning, I promise that everything will return to normal." ”

"God, and the gun in my hand, will protect you!"

"Wait, what the hell is that?!" Just as everyone breathed a sigh of relief, a man with glasses suddenly screamed and pointed behind him in shock, and the crowd turned their heads to look.

"Lucia!"

The townsfolk all knew the pretty widow and a pair of children in the restaurant, and as for the two strangers, only Sean's spear and shield were slightly bluffing.

But the most striking thing was the white "tablecloth" floating behind them, floating under the ceiling, which was crappy and ridiculous when viewed from a television or movie screen.

But in reality, it is the devil and the monster, it is the living evil!

The crowd in the hall exploded instantly.

Screams erupted, several young men broke away from the group, headless flies fled to other rooms and corners, and an old man fell to the ground clutching his chest, wheezing in pain, as if he had had a heart attack.

More people hid behind the sheriff, like chicks begging the hen for shelter.

The sheriff pulled out his pistol at his waist with lightning and pointed it at the ghost, shouting with a trembling cheek,

"Be careful, Lucia, come here, there's a monster behind you!"

"Don't be afraid, everyone, he's not a monster!" Lucia raised her hands and motioned for everyone to relax, "He's my husband Barty, who disappeared two years ago. He won't hurt you, he's just protecting me and the child! ”

"O gods!"

The audience was in an uproar.

"Are you crazy? Lucia," a petite lady looked at her in disbelief, "everyone in town knows that Barty sold the yacht and left you two years ago, and it's not your husband, come here!" ”

"No, he's protecting us," Lucia blushed and tried to defend himself, "he's Barty, don't be afraid!" ”

"He's Daddy!" Wanda stared at the tablecloth in the sky with big innocent eyes, her innocent little face full of certainty.

"Oh my God, this kid has been brainwashed by monsters!"

"Lucia, bring her here!"

"Shoot, chase away the monsters!"

A group of people hid behind the sergeant with a gun, shouting from a distance of ten meters.

As Lucia struggled to argue, the ghostly white cloth-like body above her head began to swell and become agitated.

Until there is a clang.

"That's the monster." Dean threw the half-large insect corpse that he had prepared in advance in front of everyone, and at the same time waved covertly, and the shallows flew back into his coat pocket from behind the ceiling lampshade like lightning, and began to gulp the various emotions intertwined in the crowd.

The entire police station hall was silent, and everyone's expressions became extremely exciting, and some even thought they were hallucinating, rubbed their eyes, and shouted in disbelief,

"God, what kind of bug is this, bigger than my Persian cat!"

"Look at that row of shiny teeth, sharper than my dad's new razor."

"There's no such big bug in the Amazon jungle."

Dean was satisfied with everyone's expressions, and was about to speak, when Camody rushed out of the crowd at the right time, like a cat that happened to bump into a dead mouse, jumped next to the big bug with jaw-dropping agility, and held it up, further showing off the big bug's three rows of teeth, compound eyes, and sharp arthropods,

"See, what did I say? There are monsters and death in the mist, every trace of rage from nightmares, pale laziness, indulgent lust... My arrogance and disrespect to the gods, and to the messengers of the gods... This is the Last Judgment on the Guilty! ”

Her mouth rolled like a knotted rope, her wet eyes radiated strange magic, and every deep wrinkle on her face was written with unstoppable confidence, confidence to the point of arrogance.

The dim light hit her stocky body, and her outstretched hands and thick sleeves cast two black silhouettes on the ground, like a pair of outstretched black wings.

The people who questioned her at first also began to waver, their eyes confused and fearful,

"Listen carefully, my words are the will of the gods, if you want to live, you have to obey my command!"

Bang la blah.

Carmody continued to shout, and the half of the insect corpse in front of him suddenly turned into a stream of asphalt-like liquid and fell to the ground, turning into smoke and disappearing.

Everyone subconsciously took a few steps back.

And Camody was stunned for a moment when he saw the stuck floor clock, his puffy cheeks bulged like bread, and his eyes bulging out like copper bells turned, and he shouted in a higher tone,

"The fog is a breeding ground for evil monsters, a bottomless abyss full of sin, and once these monsters leave the fog for too long, they will die! This is a warning from the gods! ”

Dean and Sean, who were listening from behind, exchanged a surprised look, this old lady didn't seem to be all bluffing, could it be that there was really a god behind her?

"Alright, Camody, stop intimidating the townspeople, this is the police station, not a place for you to give speeches and sermons." The sheriff took a step forward and dragged the old lady back to the team without saying a word, and the people woke up like a dream to get rid of the brainwashing demon.

"As for you, stand there and stay with the so-called 'Barty', and don't come here." The sheriff's sharp eyes and muzzle turned to Dean and his party, and he clearly remembered that the young man had just thrown out the bugs, "Where did the bugs come from?" ”

"In the fog outside," Dean said aloud,

The crowd burst into an uproar.

"Quiet! Who are you, I haven't seen you? ”

"He's Mr. Kenny Fantesey, a reporter for the Portland Daily News, who came to our bridge town to investigate Martha's death." David Drayton walked out of the crowd, "Thanks to his reminder, I understood the dangers of the fog and was able to escape to the police station in time tonight." ”

"Yes, this is a gentleman of integrity and kindness." Mrs. Medina followed her out of the crowd, looking at Dean and Sean's cloudy eyes still filled with gratitude.

The sheriff raised his hand to interrupt the two of them and stared at Dean, "Martha died unexpectedly, what's there to investigate?" ”

"It's not an accident," Dean's gaze swept over the panicked faces, "Have you all forgotten?" There was also fog on the night of Martha's death, and tonight it was even larger, full of monsters that covered the entire town of Piers. ”

"What do you know? What happened to the fog outside, the bugs that suddenly disappeared, and this ghost? ”

"You're asking the wrong person." Dean looked the sheriff in the eye, "You should ask the people at the military base in Stone Ridge Town, it was their secret research that led to tonight's accident, and it was they who killed Lucia's husband Barty more than two years ago, making it look like a ghost, and killed Madame Medina's granddaughter Martha a month ago." ”

"Don't talk nonsense!" The sheriff's expression sank, "The Shiling Town Military Base is studying how to defend against a nuclear bomb attack by the Soviets, how can it harm innocent townspeople?" ”

A middle-aged woman said in a sharp voice, "Didn't the people in the hair salon say that they were studying the frozen alien corpses in the flying saucers?" ”

The crowd's attention turned to the base, clamoring for all sorts of strange rumors.

"Quiet, believe it or not, tonight's fog is inseparable from the military base. There's also bad news," Dean looked at the kerosene lamps that could be seen everywhere in the antechamber, "that insect monster is a phototaxis creature, and the lights at the police station will attract them closer if they are turned on like this, and you're in a dangerous situation." ”

"It can't be helped," the sheriff shook his head, "the darkness is more terrifying than monsters, and the lights must be maintained!" Now you guys stand still, put your spears down, keep a distance of ten meters, me and the guys need to discuss it internally. ”

Next, the police station was divided into two groups of people.

The policeman and the twenty or so townspeople behind him stood behind the reception desk, arguing fiercely about the horrific series of situations that Dean had just mentioned, and from time to time cast wary glances.

Lucia crouched near the entrance and tenderly fed the two children, the ghost husband faithfully guarding them.

And Dean and Sean went around all night, and finally found Camody, and immediately called her over, half-jokingly,

"Have you ever been to a convent before? The magic stick is so proficient? ”

"What a word, this is the grace of the gods," Camody turned to look at the group, "The gods asked me to teach these ordinary people to live, but they are short-sighted and waste precious opportunities!" ”

Dean nodded, "Well, back to the point, we've already found out that it wasn't the lake monsters in the Long Lake that killed Martha a month ago, and the lake monsters weren't evil things that plagued the world, but the evil ones were the Children of the Mists who came tonight, and they took away Martha's soul." You're a descendant of a witcher, so you should know right from wrong, so you don't force me to kill the lake monster, right? ”

When Camody heard this, he showed an attitude of not entering, "Unfortunately, according to the agreement, you can't bring me the lake monster, and you won't be able to get the Surent rune!" ”

"What the hell are you going to do with the corpse of a lake monster?" Sean couldn't help but ask,

Carmodi said meaningfully, "You'll know when the time comes." ”

Dean asked again, "Can't you change the conditions?" For example, if I save you from the fog, you give me the Celent rune? ”

"I don't need you to save me, the gods will bless me. But I can change the conditions. Hearing this, Camody grinned and showed his nicotine rotten teeth, and said with a smile, "Two monsters whose vitality and strength are not inferior to those of the lake monster exchange the Celent rune." ”

"Is it okay for the Children of the Mist?"

There was a hint of excitement in Camody's eyes, and his smile looked a little evil, "The effect is better, but it must be in a fresh state, and it can't suddenly disappear like the big bug just now." ”

Dean nodded, two level 4 "spider lobsters" should be able to satisfy the appetite of this goddess.

"Deal."

Here, Dean and Kamodi have entered into a new agreement.

The David family left the sheriff's camp with Mrs. Medina and walked over, and the boy Billy couldn't stop looking up at the ghost floating under the ceiling, muttering "so cool" in his mouth, trotting over to say hello to his good friend Wanda, but was stopped by Stephen.

"Mr. Kenny, were you serious?" David Drayton asked worriedly, "Does Martha's death have anything to do with the military base?" ”

Dean nodded heavily, then looked at the thin, cricket Mrs. Medina, "But this is a matter of great confidentiality, and for the sake of safety, you'd better not know too much." ”

David's face turned pale.

"But my Martha died in such a vain?" Mrs. Medina asked unwillingly, a few tears squeezing out of her eyes,

"I'll give her the best home." Dean said seriously, "All you need to do is protect yourself and live well." ”

"By the way, you have a choice." Dean glanced at David's family, the old woman, and Lucia's family, who were his acquaintances in Pier Town, "If you want, I'll send you to a safe place away from the fog, like Portland." ”

The fog blocked Dean's perception, but his skills were not affected.

He can turn on the node at any time, and escape from the misty Long Lake basin by roaming, and it will not be a problem to send a few people away.

David and Stephen exchanged a look, thinking that the other party was joking, "Do you drive there, it's not safe in the fog." ”

"Rest assured, it's safer and faster than driving."

The two couples were moved and hesitated.

"Can you take Barty with you?" Lucia took the child's hand, looked up at the ghost above her head and asked,

Dean shook his head, "Unfortunately, it is a child of the Mist, and it has a symbiotic relationship with the Mist, and it will die soon after leaving the Mist." ”

"No, God, don't be so cruel, Barty just came back and hasn't taken a good look at little Victor!" Lucia sadly picked up her youngest son and lifted it to the ghost, who leaned over gently, with careful hesitation, as if she wanted to touch the child, but was afraid that the cold body would frostbite his tender skin.

Dean looked at it for a while and spoke,

"As an aside, Barty, I'd like to ask you to do someone a favor, well, Martha, she may have turned into your kind."

The ghost obviously understood his words, and his white cloth-like body folded and nodded, and then looked at the three Lucia, as if to say - you save them, I will help you find someone.

Then a strong and piercing "bang" came from under the feet, as if the entire police station had sunk into the ground for a meter, and dozens of people in the hall screamed.

"There was an earthquake!"

"Help!"

The kerosene lamp on the table hit the wall and shattered to the ground, and the flames rose and swung up in a string across the carpet, the light of the fire illuminating the frightened faces.

The door frames were all twisted and deformed with the loud vibration, and the floor and ceiling seemed to have centipedes digging underneath, cracking and cracking.

Earthquake at the same time.

The doors and windows at the entrance to the police station crackled, shards of crystal glass poured down, and several gray-black scorpion-tailed flies buzzed and rushed into the police station.

(End of chapter)