"This ragdoll ......"

Herag picked it up and gently shook off the thick dust that covered it.

This is an ordinary rag doll, not a resentful doll, and there is nothing peculiar about it.

Herag looked at the rag doll and thought back to all this experience, and always felt that something bad might have happened to Uncle Blacksmith's family and this town, otherwise he would not have been able to sleep after death.

He sighed and put the doll back in its original place.

He hadn't paid attention to it last night, but now when he looks at it during the day, he can see from the furnishings and colors in the house that this is the little girl's room.

Herag looked around the room, and it was the same as last night, except that many things were in tatters.

For example, the cabinet, as soon as the whole door is pulled, it falls off and is completely decayed.

There were also some clothes stored in the cupboard, all worn by the little girl.

After leaving the room, Herag stepped on the decaying staircase to the attic.

The attic was even more cluttered, with lots of weeds and several holes in the ceiling.

Herag glanced at the windowsill, where there was no head.

The window glass was shattered, the door frame was half rotten and hanging outside, and it felt like it was going to fall at any moment.

After a round of the blacksmith's house, Herag came out, and as he was leaving, he lifted up the fallen door frame and put it back in place.

He actually wanted to find the corpse of Uncle Blacksmith's family, even if it was just white bones, he could put them away and bury them in the ground.

Judging from last night's situation, Uncle Blacksmith's family may have become evil spirits, and they will not be at peace when they die.

He wanted to see if he could find the body and bury the family.

After all, without the help of Uncle Blacksmith, he would probably have died. Without the information provided by Uncle Blacksmith, it would be difficult for him to deal with various situations later.

Unfortunately, he was unable to find the body.

After Gerag left, he went to another place to have a look.

He came to the house in the Devil's Flower Garden, and found that the garden was still there, and there were indeed many kinds of flowers growing here, but there was no shadow of the Devil's Flower.

The house next to the garden was now in ruins, and even the basic structure of the house was gone, except for a pile of wood stacked in disorder.

Herag continued to look around the town, looking for Robert, who was missing.

He looked through every dwelling house and found nothing, no bodies or bones.

"There are a lot fewer houses here than there were last night."

After visiting these houses, Herag took a general look, and the number of houses was significantly less.

He had found out last night and found that there were many more houses here than when he first entered Vale.

"Are they really two different spaces?" Increasingly, Herag felt that his guess was correct.

In fact, it is very easy to verify, and that is to come here again tonight.

But Herag is not going to come back anyway, at least not until he has enough strength to set foot here again.

Next time, you can only come when you can easily handle that spider colony, otherwise you will come to deliver food.

He continued down the hill, and as he passed the tavern, he noticed that the footsteps behind him were gone.

"When did you not see ......"

Herag found himself feeling nothing, and the footsteps seemed to disappear early.

He recalled that he had not heard footsteps as he entered the cave.

At that time, his attention was on the murals and stone slabs, and he did not notice the disappearance of footsteps.

By the time he came out of the cave, it was already dawn, and no footsteps were heard behind him.

Holding his forehead, Herag pondered, "What the hell is that footsteps?" ”

This was something he was very confused about, and although the footsteps had followed him for a long time, he had not encountered any danger, and he did not understand what it was or what it was for.

Although Herag did not encounter any danger because of the footsteps, he always had a feeling in his heart that the footsteps were not over yet.

He glanced at the tavern, which had collapsed in large areas, and he only had to stand outside to see the tables and bars.

After one last look at the tavern, Herag followed the mountain path to the foot of the mountain.

Looking back, the valley town is still dilapidated, and the road down the mountain is overgrown with weeds. It is estimated that after a while, this mountain road will completely integrate with the surrounding mountains, and it is impossible to see that there was once a road here.

The Glimmer of Heaven Canyon has also undergone some changes, and Herag clearly remembers what it looked like when he came.

When I came, the road surface was quite clean, and I could see that the road was often taken care of.

But now, the whole line is almost a primeval jungle.

Shrubs one man tall covered the canyon, and there was no end of the road in sight.

Herag drew his sword and used it to open the way as he went, chopping down the bushes that stood in his way.

By the time he walked out of the first line, his body was already wet, all of which were dew from the bushes, and there were also some broad-leaved bushes that had accumulated a lot of water, and he had fallen down without paying attention to touching them, and he could not avoid them.

"Huh?"

When Herag came out, he saw a familiar person at a glance.

Robert slept under the tree next to him, sleeping with his back to the tree.

Above him, a squirrel stood on a branch, staring at Herag with wide eyes.

Herag walked over, and the squirrel immediately chirped in fright, and then ran away without a trace.

Robert, who seemed to be awakened by the squirrel, struggled to open his eyes, and saw Herag at a glance.

"Adult ......"

Herag glanced at him and asked, "Why are you sleeping here?" ”

Robert rubbed his head a little puzzled: "I don't know, I just remember having a glass of butterbeer with you and the uncle in the tavern, and then I didn't remember it." ”

"What about other than that? What else do you remember? Herag continued.

Robert shook his head: "No, the last scene in my memory was in the tavern, and I don't remember the rest of it." Am I drunk with just a butterbeer? Or something added to the wine......"

Gerag listened to him and pondered: "Robert's last memory only exists in the tavern, so it is likely that the Robert we met later, and the dismembered Robert, are probably not himself. ”

He suddenly turned his head to look at Robert and thought, "Or, this is not me......

Robert was stared at by him and his back was cold, swallowed his saliva and said, "My lord, what's wrong?" ”

"It's nothing, let's go, it's time to go back." Herag looked at the trees in the distance, where the two horses were still tied, grazing leisurely.

(End of chapter)