The Record of Unusual Creatures Chapter 153: Night is deep

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The recipe for the little mermaid Lil Pea has been expanded once again, and now Hao Ren can basically guess this rule: all bamboo fiber.

After discovering that the little guy was happily eating cardboard and eating chopsticks, Hao Ren immediately ran to the basement to find a few wooden bars, saw them into small pieces and cleaned them up, and tried to feed them to Lil Pea. Like a ball, his belly was soaked in the water, and the happy little hiccup snorted while talking to himself. She is obsessed with all kinds of bamboo and wood fibers and things containing these fibers. Chopsticks, wooden strips, paper, books, eat everything. To be honest, if it is not too small, there is no way to talk, I am afraid that she even has a TV cabinet. To bite a bite. In fact, Lil Pea is already interested in the furniture that exudes a "scent of food" at home. At present, Hao Ren is strictly preventing her from biting the table: the little guy can start biting from the edge of the leg of the table, where she drops her mouth ...

Vivian is having a special "communication" with a little bat who has just returned from patrol after the patrol. She wraps the little bat in a cloud of blood mist, floats it in front and analyzes slowly, the bat just Like ink and wash, it slowly melts in the blood mist, and now there is only a shadow left. Nangong Wuyue looked at this wonderful magic in amazement and couldn't help but ask: "I heard that you are directly sensory with your own bat Shared, why do you need them to report back? "

“A lot of information ca n’t be directly communicated by sensory sharing, and the energy I can share during the sharing process is limited. Some small details can easily be ignored,” Vivian decomposes a small bat and re-converts it. Recovering the shadow into his own shadow, "Split the memory of the little bat like this to go back and over the scenes they explored, and sometimes you will find some small details."

"So what did you find?" Hao Ren asked.

"This bat flew the furthest, I let it go to the northern suburbs, the place where we played with the two Aiben Werewolf last time, it was not burned into ruins by the big blue man with lightning storm What? I found traces of witchcraft used nearby. "

Hao Ren froze: "Witchcraft? Does Demon Hunter still use witchcraft?"

"They will do everything," Vivian nodded, "or to put it another way. Now most of the primitive forms of superstition inherited on the earth, such as exorcism, witchcraft, totem worship, blessing and healing, what are the sources of these activities? Most of them are related to Demon Hunter. At a very early stage, Demon Hunter taught these simple techniques to ordinary humans. When ordinary people are faced with weaker aliens, they can barely fight. These skills do not require magic and spiritual power, and are replaced by There are some materials in nature, so even ordinary people without magic talents can master them, so they were very popular in ancient times. Tribal wizards thousands of years ago protected themselves in the night by taking chronic poisons and burning incense People. Their rituals were indeed effective at that time. But with the passage of time, most of the aliens have been chased by Demon Hunter to the extinct, and the remaining aliens have either degraded or simply lost their power and become ordinary. Humans or foreign beasts, all kinds of witchcraft that humans once relied on have no use. These skills are not passed down from generation to generation. Twisted, now simply become a ridiculous farce - but in the real Demon Hunter circles, witchcraft still exists the real deal, and they break evil spells with a variety of inheritance so far "

Y’zaks listened to it and commented casually: "The guys called Demon Hunter seem to do good things."

"How can there be so simple good people and bad people." Vivian shrugged. "From a general perspective, they are‘ good people ’to humans, but they are villains at all times when they are heterogeneous.”

"Maybe it ’s because I ’m from another world, I have no prejudice to all races in this world," Y’zaks scratched his grassy scalp, "For me, it ’s all alien, but the stubborn Demon Hunter I feel very troublesome. "

"So Demon Hunter has found the traces of the battle that day," Hao Ren scratched his chin and smacked his mouth. "Is n’t that the traces of the scene have been cleaned up? No supernatural powers have been left. How could this be found? ? "

"Supernatural powers can indeed be removed, but such a large area is completely white and burned into a **** by lightning storms, which is not natural." Vivian ripped the corner of the mouth. "You can guess with a little bit of normal human logic. What happened there, I am just wondering how they found it here-the southern and northern suburbs are at both ends of the city. After playing that day, we were also very careful not to leave traces that can be traced. Where is it? Is there something wrong? "

Everyone is discussing the business here. Lily lying on the sofa and watching TV is gone: "So annoying, annoying, annoying. Do n’t say these big annoying things at night, I ’m still watching TV. . "

Vivian glanced away with a white eye: "You can't go back to your house to see? What a big deal this has happened, why are you so heartless."

"I'm in a deserted house, it's lively here," Lily mumbled on the couch, and then continued to shout, "Oh, I'm so annoying, so annoying ..."

"Don't make trouble," Hao Ren knocked on the head of Lily, "Here is the right thing here."

If it had been before, Hao Ren would definitely not let the renter do so in the living room, but now he knows that he has a husky, so he naturally treats Lily with the width and standard of husky. He just criticized two things. Lily didn't realize the reason for this tolerance. He always praised that Hao Ren was a really nice person with a broad mind.

With a clatter, Lil Pea popped out of his pot and pulled Hao Ren ’s arm to move to the position of going to sleep. Hao Ren was also a bit sleepy. Looking up, it was now more than ten o’clock. He yawned: "Then I will go back to bed first, maybe there won't be any changes to Demon Hunter tonight."

"Well," Vivian looked at it with a smile, "You just have enough energy, I will be on alert at night."

Hao Ren nodded and walked to the house with the baby fish, but yelled at just halfway through Lil Pea. While calling, he stretched his fingers in the direction of the coffee table. When Hao Ren was stunned, he saw Nangong Wuyue holding it. The hot pot catches up: "Bring the child to her mother."

Hao Ren: "... let's not mention the child's mother?"

Nangong Wuyue has a narrow smile on her face, regardless of the almost black expression on Hao Ren ’s face: "Have half a pot of water in the pot and let Lil Pea sleep in the pot at night, so she wo n’t bother you You do n’t want to lie down in the same clothes as you did last night? "

Hao Ren finally heard this, and this was the only good news. Fortunately, as long as the little mermaid could sleep in the pot, he would be satisfied, if the little guy had to let Hao Ren hold her in her left hand and the pot in her right hand , I can't live that day!

Hao Ren went back to bed with his daughter-in-law (you see this verb, Duan!), he thought for a long time or decided to put the little guy on the desk far away from the bed instead of the bedside table: he did n’t want to sleep until midnight When Lil Pea suddenly turned over and splashed his face with water. After putting the pot down, Hao Ren still feels that this is quite funny. He has been single for twenty-five years, and suddenly there is an extra girl-still a mermaid girl! What a wonderful thing you say about fate.

"Tonight I slept honestly, not allowed to be as haunting as yesterday," Hao Ren was lying in front of the writing desk, squinting with Lil Pea who was also lying on the edge of the pot, regardless of whether the little guy could listen This is how you understand people's words. "You are not allowed to run around casually. If you have a situation, call someone. Don't jump on the ground to prevent someone from stepping on you."

"Um-ha," the little guy reached out and touched the nose of Hao Ren, made a long sound, and then flexibly circled to swim to the bottom of the pot and curled up to sleep. It seemed that he really understood Hao Ren The things just explained to her just now.

Hao Ren looked at the little guy quietly lying on the bottom of the pot, hesitating for a long time whether to cover the pot lid-he was afraid that little things would pop out and walk on the bend at midnight. But after thinking about it for a long time, he remembered what it would be like to wake up and find out that he was locked in a black gourd-drum iron pot, without removing the lid.

He put ASanbaA on the edge of the pot: anyway, this thing does not sleep, let it look at the children.

Outside the house, the night gets darker.

The moon slowly ascended to the sky, and slowly sank to the side. The street was empty. The night road in the late autumn season was deserted and quiet. There was only the occasional barking of the bark coming from afar. Sleeping stray dogs are transmitting intelligence from afar.

Three quick dog barks suddenly broke the calm of the night. (To be continued.)