Deep Sea Embers

Slightly undulating waves gently slapped the outer wall of the cabin, and slight creaking sounds could be heard from time to time deep in the deck. The ship's lamp, fueled by whale oil, was burning quietly not far away. In the bright firelight, a scene was reflected. Both eyes are curious or expectant.

Morris spread out the book about city-state folklore in front of his eyes, relaxed his mind little by little, weakened his protection of his own will, opened his mind to knowledge, and allowed the power in the book to immerse himself little by little. soul.

He could feel that his undefended mind was exuding an increasingly alluring "flavor" in the vast and boundless sea.

A scholar, a reckless and undefended scholar, opened his heart on the sea, and those hungry shadows wandering in the depths of the world must have noticed this bait - those blind shadows could not resist this bait. They were tempted by the offer, but they were still hesitating. Their barely rational minds, slightly enlightened by the pursuit of knowledge, had an instinctive resistance to the environment on the Lost Home, which kept them hesitating.

But they will not always hesitate - those things lurking in the spiritual world, the deep and even the subspace have no real wisdom.

Morris slowly turned the page, his eyes flowing between the words.

Folklore knowledge is the thing that most attracts the attention of those shadows. Folklore embodies the fear, awe and simple cognition of nature accumulated by humans over a long span of time. It is a roughly processed human nature, a sweet emotion and solidification. The knowledge is most suitable for these hungry knowledge chasers to feast on.

Another page was opened, and fine dust undulated and drifted between the pages. The light penetrated the curved paper vertically, and outlined jumping light and shadow between the paper and the text.

It was quiet in the cabin. The captain stood quietly aside, staring at the open book, and the sun fragment stood on the other side, paying attention to the movement in the air.

The intruder is approaching. A group of complete bone fragments with no discernible details were scattered on the floor. Green smoke curled up above the bone fragments. Some remaining green sparks jumped between the piles of debris, devouring the last remaining remains of the "Knowledge Hunter" in the real dimension. A little strength.

"I...I don't know." Alice trembled for a moment, and her voice sounded trembling, "I have never read a book before, and I don't know how to read. I didn't even have much sense before I met Agou, and I didn't You know why a fellow countryman appears."

With a happy mood and some expectations for the future, she stepped forward and kicked the pile of white bones on the floor that had not gradually cooled down.

Morris looked at the lines of unreadable characters emerging on the paper, feeling the power escaping from these characters to tempt him to read, and said softly: "Here it comes."

Under unusual circumstances, a person reading a book at sea is attacked by a mysterious demon that suddenly runs out of the book. It is almost impossible to survive." Morris looked a little weird, "In a more exciting situation, through that way The deep demons that invade the real world will grow rapidly and get out of control, killing the entire ship in a short period of time. Not every ship is a lost ship. "

A beautiful, hound-like creature made of white bones.

Then Shirley glanced at Duncan again: "Speaking of which, he doesn't even know that he is a 'hound chasing knowledge, right?"

Shirley frowned. The development of things was a bit unexpected, and the speed at which it started was also a bit unexpected.

The invisible knowledge hunter finally couldn't hold back anymore and came to the edge of the real world. Its tentacles were sniffing Morris's mind through the pages of the book, and disguised itself as words. On the pages where their names were originally written, the familiar The symbols emerge little by little.

"I don't know," Alice shook her beautiful little head, her voice muffled, "I told you, I used to be confused..."

A cloud of smoke surged out from the pages of the book. The words that were separated from the page quickly merged into the smoke, and roared out of the book, turning into a vortex of smoke and dust that rolled up into the air. Then, something black began to appear in the smoke. Condensed, formed, and turned into some kind of skeleton-like structure in the blink of an eye - Big

A pile of extremely chaotic and twisted pitch-black bone fragments fell on the floor beside the dining table, and in the blink of an eye, they were pieced together and combined into something unfamiliar to everyone present:

She stepped forward, kicked the pile of broken bones that still had some heat left with her toes, and raised her head to look at Duncan not far away.

Shirley smiled when she saw this.

Agou, who was on full alert next to him, was immediately stunned when he saw that scene. He raised his head and looked at the people around him: "I don't recognize it."

"It's easy if you don't know him." Shirley said casually, and then walked towards the mysterious hound that had just condensed its figure and seemed to be still in chaos. The latter finally reacted at this time and raised its head suddenly. , the red light exploded in the empty blood-colored eye sockets, and then endless black flames rose into the sky from the cracks in the bones all over the body, making a gesture of resistance!

What is supposed to come will always come.

"Alice, clear that pile."

Alice frowned and thought for a long time, then suddenly said: "If you want to put it that way, the deep hounds are as illiterate as Agou, so why are they pursuing knowledge?"

Skilled hunters often disguise themselves as prey, and chasers of knowledge often disguise themselves as "knowledge" when luring scholars. Reading them is the first step to falling into the trap.

"Alice is also studying cooking," Shirley said casually, "Maybe it's just a hobby."

My "fishing" was successful. When facing knowledge hunters, using historians to make nests really worked.

Morris looked at the next line of text and saw that the edges of the text were shaking slightly.

At this time, Agou stood up, and the old scholar's calm voice finally helped Agou out: "Theoretically, the evil spirits attracted when reading books will be random, and usually come from spirits. The invisible shadow of the world, but there are a few cases where they are demons running out from the deep depths. The deep hounds have the meaning of "hunting" and "chasing" in their names. In fact, they are indeed a kind of knowledge hunters. It's quite a powerful one. "

It raised its head, looked at the atrium path under the sun, and sighed deeply after a long time.

However, its resistance had not yet begun - the moment the white flames in the body of the Deep Hound rose, its eyes met Shirley's. The next second, every wisp of flames burning out of its body was dyed. A layer of green.

A good hunter will appear to be the prey - but a bad hunter will actually become the prey.

Nina suddenly laughed: "Oh!" This is just a heartless dark demon, completely different from Agou.

"A pretty famous one?" Shirley raised her eyebrows upon hearing this, and subconsciously glanced at Agou, who was trembling at Duncan's feet, "Really?"

Shirley couldn't help but shook her head with a smile, and suddenly felt that the atmosphere was really getting better day by day after there were so many people on the ship - now that she had such a pleasant daily life, she really knew how to wait for Vana to get on the ship. What will this place be like after that?

This intruder from the deep depths lost control of its own flames in a second and became a sacrifice under the gaze of the captain. Its chaotic and confused mind may not even have time to understand what happened, so it was trapped in In the blazing flames of the spirit body - the shrill and chaotic roar instantly broke the peace on the Lost Home, and the explosion of flames burning the bones and the strange tearing sound echoed through the restaurant!

As she said that, she glanced at Nina:

"Nina, you can do your winter vacation homework on the boat from now on. Nothing must have escaped. Just beat it yourself - be careful not to burn anything."

These are words that do not exist, describing knowledge that does not exist.

"Okay," Shirley nodded and quickly ran through the strength formula in her mind. Her tone was a little subtle, "The intruders summoned while reading must be the weakest hunter like Agou. This doesn't seem to be a big deal. Safety…"

The next second, the "Hunter" hidden in the pages and words seemed to suddenly sense something. A sharp and chaotic scream suddenly passed into everyone's ears. Immediately afterwards, the pages of this big book went crazy.

Flipping wildly, the white words on the pages jumped up one by one as if they had independent lives, struggling to turn into ink stains, trying to break free from the yellowed paper!

"Why a dark hound?"

Agou nodded as if understanding, then looked down at his partner, who silently got under the table next to him, held his head in his huge paws, and said in a muffled voice: "Don't ask me, what am I doing?" I don’t even know how scary this place is…”

What happened next was really unbearable for Tian Chun to witness. His whole dog body shivered into a ball. He was holding his head behind Agou and shivering. He looked at the dancing fire in front of him and listened to the sound in his ears. There was movement, and the red light in his eyes flickered: "Hey...oh, I'm going here, oh, it's burning, oh, the bones are broken, oh, it's howling, oh, I can't stand it anymore..."

The restaurant fell silent.

Under the dim and cool sunlight, Vanna, who was walking in the atrium of the church, suddenly felt a chill and shivered subconsciously.