The Record of Unusual Creatures Chapter 1439: Mrs. Mary

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The night was low, the dilapidated and dirty slums and streets were shrouded in heavy darkness, and the dim light that occasionally emerged from a humble house could not dispel the night, but made it more deadly.

Silently silent in all directions, except for occasionally hearing a bark or two of barking dogs, this dead place is like being forgotten by the world.

The squirrel is still walking through the cobweb-like complex and ruined alleyway, bringing Hao Ren and Lily deeper into the slum.

Hao Ren feels like walking in a huge lair, and is moving towards the most messy and dirty core hinterland of this lair. The ancient city without planning in the Middle Ages is like a bloated diseased organ, its exterior It has swelled to an amazing scale, but internally, its oldest and most basic parts have begun to rot and decay. The once prosperous and prosperous neighborhoods of the city have been turned into slums one by one. Homeless beggars are full of occupation, these parts can not bring any vitality and vitality to the city, but they are completely unable to leave the city. The ruler is intoxicated by the sound of dogs and horses and the glory of the surface, while being thought of The **** stimulus brought about by the imprisonment and witch hunt movements was so blinded that they did not notice at all—or were powerless even if they did—the decline of the city itself.

The era of mythology is over, and the dominance of this world has finally returned to its aborigines. However, these young aborigines are not yet ready to start a new era. Humans chose this sudden change. Temporary paralysis, using ignorance and superstition to protect your mind, but sooner or later, the Renaissance and Industrial Revolution will bring two baptisms, burning these bloated cities together with the gangrene and sores in the cities.

However, for Hao Ren, these are things that have already happened and have been completed. What he cares about now is when he can reach the "contact point" in the mouth of Squirrel.

"How long shall we go?" he asked impatiently.

The squirrel walking in front shrunk, and the potion of the potion he was taking was waning. This recession also seemed to affect his spirit, making his will weaker and wincing. Right in front, sir, right in front ... "

"There is only a dead end in front." Lily's eyes glowed with golden shimmer in the darkness. She glanced forward and said with her teeth.

"That's the dead end," the squirrel hurriedly explained. "Only the darkest corners are the safest. Witches never contact people in open areas ..."

"I hope you have n’t lied to us," Hao Ren pouted, "Anyway, in my opinion, you are already a dead man."

The squirrel does not lie.

The three came to the end of the alley, and there were no more roads and paths ahead: Hao Ren thought that those roads and paths would never end.

There is a broken and mossy stone wall standing there. This stone wall may have been part of the clock tower many years ago, or it was the city wall, but as time passed and the city continued to expand, this The magnificent building to which the wall is attached has been engulfed and decomposed by later buildings. All that remains is this ruined wall in the old streets. The squirrel stepped forward and pulled apart a few rags and dry vines hanging on the stone wall, revealing some potholes.

The traces look like children ’s random graffiti, visually carved with hard stone on the skin of a stone wall that has been loosely structured due to weathering, even if the most cautious and meticulous church personnel come over and see these things There will be no doubt.

But the squirrel carefully pressed his hands against those graffiti-like lines, and looked at him with a horrified expression, as if he were pressing his hands on a red iron plate.

He just touched the wall a little, and he shivered quickly and stepped back.

Hao Ren and Lily watched this scene curiously, without interfering with any actions of the squirrel. They were also particularly interested in the medieval witchcraft that was passed on to the gods.

The graffiti on the stone wall suddenly began to creep.

The lines seemed to have life all at once. They struggled to twist and break free of the stone wall, crawling around on the wall, and secreting black oily substances continuously, just like stirring the paint, quickly These oily substances covered a part of the wall, and the lines gradually dissolved in the "black mud", followed by the "black mud" slowly rising, and a face of an angry middle-aged woman appeared on it. .

"You **** rat!" The middle-aged woman's face twisted and made a chilling, sharp voice, "You deserve to be dug out by the devil! You brought two strangers!"

The squirrel was so heartbroken that it almost sat paralyzed on the ground: "Mrs. Mary! Please listen to my explanation! They are not Demon Hunter, they are here to find ..."

However, half of his words came to an abrupt halt, and an unpleasant burning smell suddenly appeared from all over his body, and the squirrel was naked. A large piece of red herpes quickly appeared on the exposed skin. The red herpes kept rising and falling, as if burning charcoal in his body. In just two or three seconds, the man fell to the ground and completely lost his voice.

Hao Ren had no idea that the "Mrs. Mary" would have executed the traitor so decisively, and the trick was so incredible.

He quickly thought in his mind what to say next and some points of attention when dealing with the witch, and after the execution of the squirrel, "Mrs. Mary" did not immediately cut off the contact, and her face was still on the stone. On the wall, and made a chuckle: "Huh ... I certainly know that they are not Demon Hunter, stupid."

Then she turned her eyes and looked at the Hao Ren and Lily where the old **** was present: "Then you two ... The traitor who has been in trouble has shut up. Let's talk about it with confidence, who are you?"

Hao Ren glanced at the body of the squirrel: "Huh, this guy is deadly wrong."

"This is necessary caution," Madam Mary let out a hoarse, unpleasant laugh. "I am very grateful to him for bringing you in front of me, but I don't want him to bring any new 'guests' ... "

Hao Ren asked curiously: "Can you be sure we are not Demon Hunter?"

"If you are Demon Hunter, you should have burned the **** holy flame in front of me along the line of witchcraft," Mrs. Mary showed an impatient expression. "We better get to the topic quickly, if You just came to chat with me, then I will not accompany you. "

"I am a passing wizard," Hao Ren nodded, "This is my friend next to me, a young Werewolf."

Lily immediately exposed her fangs and ears in coordination. If it was not the time for Hao Ren to cover, she even wanted Aowuu twice.

"Sorcerer and Werewolf ..." Mrs. Mary's face showed an interesting expression, "This is a somewhat interesting combination. It has been many years without Werewolf and the wizard ... It looks like you are at least not an enemy. Then you What's the matter with me, the poor witch? "

"I heard that you have gathered a lot of people and want to rescue an arrested witch?"

“Aha—that ’s just fooling around with mice, there are no witches arrested, but if you do n’t say that, the idiots in the church will put too much attention on us. There is no power, but they are really troublesome to gather with holy water. Why? You want to say this? It seems that you are no smarter than the mice ... "

Hao Ren frowned, realizing that he really needed a better reason to find an excuse to get into this group of wizards. After thinking about it for a while, he had an idea, and he came straight to the point: "Well, the witch arrested is just I asked casually, I have more important things for you, where are you? "

"You can say it now," Mrs. Mary showed a wary look. "We don't welcome strangers very much."

"What if this stranger brought Demon Hunter news?"

"Ah-"

After a scream, Mrs. Mary ’s face instantly disappeared into the stone wall. It seemed that she subconsciously stepped back half a step in a panic, and then her face reappeared with a huge shock. : "What did you say? Demon Hunter ?! Do you know what you said?!"

"No one would use this topic to make a joke," Hao Ren has a serious look on his face, "How long have you been here? One month? Or longer? You are too slow to tell the outside world ..."

The expression on Mrs. Mary ’s face changed rapidly. At the same time, Hao Ren also noticed that there was another blurry image around her face formed by "black mud". It seemed that other witches around her also heard the news. And there was intense discussion.

"We have been neglecting the collection of outside news recently, but the wilderness has been severely blocked, and almost no news will come in itself," Mrs. Mary explained as if to tell Hao Ren something. Said, "You said you brought the news of Demon Hunter, but what evidence?"

Hao Ren pulled out the holy silver dagger from his waist: "Do you think this thing can be regarded as evidence?"

The faint halo peculiar to the holy silver dagger is particularly evident in the darkness. It glows like a condensed moonlight in the hands of Hao Ren. The tone of Mrs. Mary ’s eyes changed when she saw this: "This is them Weapon ... How did you get it? "

"Then we have to talk in detail after we meet," Hao Ren shrugged and put away the dagger. "Fair trading is the long-term way."

The witch on the opposite side seems to be hesitating. Hao Ren pushed another one when he saw it: "You should know that a wizard who can wander around with a Demon Hunter weapon is uncommon, and there is an Werewolf around me, no matter what you want to do Whatever you will need this power. "

Mrs. Mary said somberly: "But power beyond control is not a good thing."

"Then it is up to you to weigh yourself-you and I are very clear about what kind of era it is now. This year, only the most important thing is to survive."

It was a long silence again, just when Hao Ren was about to give up, the face on the stone wall finally opened.

"Leave from the west gate after dark tomorrow, and follow the crow's guidance to a place where the moonlight can't shine, I will wait for you there."