I Forged the Myth of the Old Ones

"Give me one too."

Shia asked the servant for a portion and ate it with Byron.

I saw Byron tearing apart the bread, dipping it in the soup, putting it into his mouth, and sucking his fingers, which looked extremely delicious. Shia followed suit and ate it.

"This bread tastes like what I used to eat at the edge of the Black Forest. Especially on rainy nights, it's so comfortable to light a campfire and eat bread with soup in the tent."

Shia commented.

"When you're hungry, this kind of staple food is the most satisfying for you."

Byron also nodded. .

When the two of them were full, Byron also ordered a glass of red wine. He gulped down the red wine in the glass without any elegance. He burped, closed his eyes in satisfaction, and brewed for a while.

"God actually didn't tell me everything about this mansion in detail, but in order to make me act like a master, he still told some secrets he discovered. You know, except for tricks, I have to They will believe that I can succeed in evoking souls only if I show certain foresight or extraordinary abilities."

Byron spoke swiftly like an insurance salesman.

"For example, the paintings in this building are not decorations, but to suppress something. The reason why these paintings are used, er, is the ancient capital, right? The reason why his works are used is because of the need to suppress Things are not consistent with the forces represented by the ancient capital."

Hearing Byron's words, Stone didn't quite understand, but Lu Jian and Shia immediately looked at each other.

They knew that the works of the ancient capital were created to please a sealed god, and those works were all contaminated with the atmosphere of this old ruler.

Now, according to Byron, the old rulers that the ancient capital pleased were not the same as the old rulers that were suppressed in this mansion, and they were even hostile. This is worth savoring.

There are also different Great Old Ones in the Wasteland, and their existence may be clearer.

There are also several Old Ones in the foreign land that Lu Jie is in, but according to Lu Jie's understanding, they are all sealed, at least within the scope of Lu Jie's cognition, there is no Old Ones walking on the land.

As for the abandoned capital, it's hard to say for Lu Jian.

He once saw a woman wearing a cheongsam and hiding her face behind a fan. Although this kind of dress is everywhere in the waste city, at that time, Lu Juan obviously felt something was wrong. Looking back now, maybe It is a high-ranking existence.

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And the countless eyes he saw the ruler of the abandoned capital did not match the old ruler who was sleeping behind the gate guarded by the ancient capital.

The Wasteland may also have more than one Great Old One.

Moreover, according to Byron's words, Lu Jian guessed that the level of awakening of these old rulers is much higher than that of the great beings on the earth who have been completely sealed and have fallen into a state of blindness and ignorance.

As for the existence to be suppressed, Lu Jian thought of the identity of Taoist Heming, and felt that it was either Fang Geng, the lord of the mountains, or the sealed silt monster.

"So, as long as a painting is moved, the power of that thing can leak out and cause some special events. I should have used this method to get Mr. Browning's family to abandon this mansion."

Byron was still talking while Lu Jian was thinking.

His strategy is very simple. Through the information given by Gothe, move those paintings, let the suppressed guy's power be released a little bit, and slight pollution will cause people to have hallucinations. By then, the Browning family who has little knowledge His children will think this is a haunted house, and Gao De offered to help sell it at this time, so he can get this Rainstorm Villa at a low price.

It sounds deadly, but it is actually deadly.

Not to mention that the impact of pollution on people is irreversible, it is a kind of arrogance to think that you can control the power of those great beings.

And weakness and ignorance are not obstacles to survival, arrogance is.

There's no guarantee that the paintings haven't been moved before, or that moving them will only result in "a little bit" of pollution, more likely because Browning's original collection of paintings here is already hard to contain. Spillover, this led to the magnification of everyone's emotions, problems with their sanity, and hallucinations like Lily wanted to strangle herself and Stone shot himself in the head.

Thinking of this, Lu Jian has a new understanding of the goal of this mission.

I am afraid that the Nine Days of Evocation is not a trick to revive Browning, but on the ninth day after Browning's death, the seal here will be completely invalidated, causing the evil spirit suppressed by the mansion to emerge.

Only in this way can it match the [Alienation] difficulty.

Obviously, if they directly killed the very suspicious Byron just now, then they probably would not have obtained this information, and everyone would only think that the person who caused the problem has been solved, and wait for the arrival of the ninth day with peace of mind, and then Sent directly under the contamination of the revived god.

But having said that, if you really act according to logic, after Stone got the location of Gothe's internal organs, it is absolutely impossible to believe Byron's words, and will only treat him as a monster. In other words, the more you have It is more difficult for a rational person to find the problem, and it is only possible to choose this path if the rationality is low to a certain level.

What seemed an unreasonable choice turned out to be the most reasonable choice here.

It is estimated that part of the difficulty of this task lies here.

Therefore, the current task of Lu Jian and the others actually became, before the ninth day's summoning night, find the sealed node in this mansion and perfect it.

And the sealed node is probably the "inheritance" or "horcrux" of Taoist Heming.

Thinking of this, Lu Jian suddenly had an inspiration. He looked at Stone, and suddenly asked a question seriously.

"You said, we are here to attend Browning's funeral, but what about his body?"

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===636. Tribute===

Stone and Shia didn't think of it until Lu Jian mentioned it.

Since it was Browning's funeral, what about his body?

Even if the evocation of souls is true, it must start from his corpse, right?

Why have they been ignoring this?

Stone felt that there might be some extraordinary power interfering and affecting cognition. He stood up and felt that his brain seemed to be bound by something sticky and muddy. The electrical signals in the gully were difficult to spread, just like It was like being hit with a sap, and I was in a daze.

Standing still, Stone is convinced that this is the result of the cognitive tampering imposed on him by some kind of extraordinary power, which is being eliminated bit by bit.

It’s like the world that a person sees after being drunk. Although the eyes understand what it is, all kinds of thoughts will appear in the head. When seeing familiar people, they can’t call their names, but they will hug strangers and cry. cry.

It's just that this cognitive tampering is a seemingly insignificant thing, so that they didn't notice it at all.

In everyone's perception, Browning has long been a dead person, and it is irrelevant to investigate his body. What is important is to find the horcruxes or inheritance left by Taoist Heming here.

But is it really not important?

Browning remained young before his death. What is his physical condition after death and whether he hides any secrets are crucial to the advancement of the mission.

But the three subconsciously ignored Browning's body, and even Browning's children didn't notice it.

At first glance, this kind of thing has no effect, but thinking about it in reverse, using the extraordinary ability to confuse cognition just to cover up Browning's body is indeed a big problem.

Shia immediately stood up, came to the door, and called the old housekeeper.

"Where is Mr. Browning's body?"

Facing her question, the old butler was taken aback.

The expression on the old man's face was erratic, as if he was remembering or thinking.

After waiting for a while, the old butler suddenly came back to his senses.

"The master's body is in the coffin in the lobby, how could I forget?"

He still seems to be complaining about his mistakes.

"Take us to see, Stone, you stay here and watch him."

Shia said.

"no problem."

Stone nodded. Byron definitely couldn't just be placed here, there had to be someone chosen to watch him.

Lu Juan and Shia walked towards the hall under the leadership of the old housekeeper. Lu Juan was surprised to find that they had never been to the largest room in the house. Moreover, this room was at the very beginning of Lu Juan and Shia. Come to the side of the room.

It can be said that when they first walked out of the house, they walked in the other direction led by the old butler, and they could see the hall where the coffins were displayed.

Cognitive changes have also been experienced a lot in Lu Jian's foreign missions, but this is the first time I have seen such a small change in the details leading to a cognitive deviation in the general direction.

Most of the cognitive changes that Lu Jian has experienced in the past are directly making something unrecognizable, or being in a time loop and unable to know the truth, or visual deception of seeing monsters as teddy bears, all of which are large-scale of tampering.

In this case, it is easy to have a sense of disobedience. After all, the gap between reality and what you see is too great. In order to make up for one lie, you need a thousand lies, which will eventually lead to cognitive bias and to see through fraud.

But what Lu Jian and the others encountered in the Rainstorm Villa now was a very small misleading.

This kind of misleading does not even require the use of extraordinary power, but only requires a certain amount of visual and verbal deceit.

The more he walked towards the hall, the more Lu Jian felt the throbbing that something was about to be revealed.

It's like the first 10 minutes of the college entrance examination when the rankings are released, and when you take the exam, there are several multiple-choice questions that are uncertain. There is always a feeling that the big one is coming.

Turning the corner, Lu Jian saw the door of the hall. He walked in and saw a coffin.

The coffin was pure black, tightly fitted, and tightly closed. The hall was decorated like a mourning hall, with Browning's portrait hanging on it.

This photo was probably taken before, and Browning in it really looks like an old man in his [-]s and [-]s, with a serious expression and flickering red candles, making the hall look dim. Feeling something, elusive.

Lu Jian came to the side of the coffin. At first glance, there was no problem here, but when he thought about it carefully, it was full of problems.

"The burning of these candles is unlikely to last for so many days without someone replacing them."

Shia pointed out doubts.

Even the old butler had forgotten the existence of this mourning hall, so naturally no other servants would come to refill the candles. So, what does this candle rely on to keep burning?

Lu Yi carefully watched the burning of the candles for a while, and found that these candles did not consume wax, just like decorations, only the wick in the middle was constantly emitting blazing sparks, it seemed to be frozen in this period of time, Cannot be consumed normally.

Similarly, the tribute placed in front of the spirit card is also very fresh, as if it had just been placed on it.

Shia poked the grilled chicken with her fingers, and could even feel the temperature.

A bold idea emerged in Shia's mind, she grabbed the shiny chicken leg of the grilled chicken and tore it off.

"Ah this"

Seeing this, the old housekeeper wanted to stop him, but he hesitated for a moment and still didn't continue to speak.

I don't know why, but this kind of disrespectful behavior to the deceased is quite normal for Shia.

Moreover, the old housekeeper looked at the armor on Shia's body, and felt that he must not be able to beat her, so he obediently shut his mouth.

Shia tore off the chicken leg, put it in front of her nose and sniffed it.

The grilled chicken wrapped in honey is oily on the outside, crispy on the outside, and tender and juicy on the inside. When you hold it in your hand, the white meat is as attractive as a girl's catkin.

Shia took a bite of the chicken leg, and the juice contained in the meat became more abundant. It spread directly from between the lips and teeth, and flowed down the tongue into the throat. The taste was moderately salty and delicious.

"delicious."

Shia commented that he gnawed the chicken leg down to the bone, regardless of whether the enshrined Browning had any objections, and stared at the other chicken leg.

"In my hometown, the tributes used for worship are all eaten in the end. These things have been burnt and can bring good luck and blessings."

Lu Yi explained to the old housekeeper, then tore off a wing and began to chew on it.