I Forged the Myth of the Old Ones

Yinping explained one sentence and got off the boat.

A few men in pure white hunting clothes were waiting under the boat. They wore masks with no expressions on their faces, and they were uniform, like dolls.

"These are the practices of Utashima's company, in charge of the disposal of filth, and assisting the witches to purify. Probably because filth appeared just now, so I came to check."

Tachibana Masamune said casually.

Lu Bian looked suspiciously at the club's executives holding a stick with a white note tied at the end, and brushed it beside Yinping, who was the first to disembark, as if to disperse something.

He looked back and saw that none of the crew members on the sailboat they were on board had disembarked, and they did not carry out normal dock supplies. They only stared at the four guests who had been on board. Their eyes were hard to describe, but Lu Bian knew what it was like. .

It's like watching upside-down pigs being sent to the slaughterhouse one by one.

It was Lu Ting's turn.

The company in front of him didn't say a word, just brushed the stick wrapped around the white paper around him, and in the sound of the paper, Lu Bian seemed to hear some kind of soft whisper, from the group of song island. Falling from the mountains.

"Look, there's nothing wrong, cough."

Yin Ping smiled and fanned with a fan in his hand. He cleared his throat and seemed to be coughing a little.

"The poetry festival will start tomorrow morning. We can go to the arranged accommodation first and gather together in the evening."

Tachibana Zhengzong said that there were some rickshaws parked at the dock, and the sturdy drivers were gathering in twos and threes. When they saw Tachibana Zhengzong, they greeted them.

Passing by the artists who were still studying the giant dolls, Lu Kizuna and the others meandered along the road, and soon saw a huge building on the east side of the island.

The building was like an attic, with a large area, and compared to it, the other houses looked like dwarfs.

"That's the main venue of the poetry festival, Anxinyuan. The first event will be held here tomorrow."

Yinping's fan pointed there.

"First round?"

Lu Bian felt that he had acted ignorant enough before, and now he simply didn't pretend, just like I didn't know and waited for your explanation.

"Yes, the Poetry Festival itself is a combination of several exhibitions, such as a painting exhibition, a poetry exhibition, a puppet exhibition, etc. Everyone communicates with each other and interprets art. Tomorrow will be the first painting exhibition, and in the next three days, such an exhibition will continue. There are many, in addition to this, there are poetry parties, music parties, etc., such as the Haichao poetry party on the second day, which is hosted by me."

Yinping explained rather complacently.

Four rickshaws swayed and moved toward the Anxinyuan.

Lu Bian carefully observed the passers-by.

These passersby should be local residents. They also wear similar kimonos on the upper body, trousers and boots on the lower body, but the age distribution is wider, ranging from children to elderly people.

However, Lu Bian felt that these people's movements were a bit stiff and lacked agility. Although there was dialogue, communication, and interaction between them, they all seemed to give people an indescribable sense of weirdness, like actors without acting skills. Acting like a force.

At this time, Lu Juan caught a glimpse of a child running on the side of the street with a ball. He accidentally fell and fell forward. It may be because the speed was too fast and the balance was lost too early. The child's The head hit the ground, and immediately, the neck was bent backward due to the inertia of the body. With a crisp "click", the child's head was bent 180 degrees.

His small body twisted and fell erratically like a puppet without a string, rolling twice.

"!"

It wasn't the accident that surprised Lu Bian.

However, after just a few seconds, the child whose bones between his head and body had been broken, actually sat up, his head slowly lifted, he stood up, patted the mud and dust on his body, and chased the far away. The ball went away, as if it was just a slight fall.

"Did you see it?"

Lu Bian asked tentatively.

"what did you see?"

Tachibana Masamune seemed to be sighing at the beauty of this sea street, but didn't notice the weird and terrifying scene.

Yin Ping also shook his head.

"No, nothing."

Lu Bian couldn't help but look back at the child, only to find that the child holding the ball was staring straight at him, as if he had also discovered Lu Bian.

Suddenly, from the dark alley on the side of the street, a figure rushed out and blocked in front of the carriage.

"I saw her, I saw her, she was real, she was real!!!"

While screaming, the man was hit by the driver who couldn't dodge, and the whole person flew forward and rolled on the ground several times. Lu Bian clearly saw that his neck should be broken, and his legs were bent towards the ground. in an unnatural direction.

However, after a moment, the man stood up and was safe.

"She is real, you know, she is real, the witch is real!"

===099. The ruthless apology machine ===

"Have you seen it this time?"

Lu Bian glanced at his companion.

This is a strange event that appears in front of his eyes, so close at hand, he can't be indifferent.

But Tachibana Masamune and Yinping were a little at a loss.

"What did you see?"

Tachibana Masamune glanced at the somewhat crazy passerby, and then explained as if he understood something.

"Brother Lu Bian, are you talking about this kind of lunatic? In some areas of Hedao, there are indeed such people. They don't know what they saw and fell into madness, and their mouths are full of words that other people can't understand."

"Yeah, what is this sorceress, the sorceress is holy and flawless, how could it bring disaster, this person dares to blaspheme the sorceress, should let the island practitioners arrest him!"

Yinping was quite indignant. He seemed to admire the witch, the Lord Kamiko very much.

Hongye didn't say a word, more like observing Lu Bian than observing that lunatic.

"No, didn't you see that his bones were broken just now? He just stood up like that, isn't there a problem?"

As soon as Lu Bian finished speaking, he suddenly felt that even in a world where he had to be a Tucao servant, the problem seemed to be a bit big.

"Is there, he just fell down, a small injury, a small injury."

Tachibana Masamune is serious, like that, if he tells Lu Bian that this is a trick game, then I am afraid that Lu Bian will award him a golden man.

"Master Lu Kizuna, don't make a fuss, we have to trust the priestess at the shrine on Utashima!"

Yinping, the winner of another statuette, also advised.

When Tachibana Masamune came to the island to pursue, that is, the person who maintained the law and order on the island, came over and took away the lunatic who was still talking about the sorceress, and then a few people set off again and arrived at the Anxinyuan.

This splendid mansion used to be used as a school and an examination house in the past, and the living conditions were not a problem except that the bedding was a little damp due to the long-term infiltration of the sea breeze.

After allocating a room, a few people planned to meet in the evening and go to the tavern on the island for dinner, while Lu Kian was going to hang out in the yard.

"I haven't mentioned the disappearance yet. Hasn't it happened yet? Yinping or Tachibana Masamune, Hongye and the others will disappear in the future?"

Lu Han diverged his thoughts and walked to a courtyard guarded by an island in a blue hunting robe.

"The front is a forbidden area, please go back."

Said that the island pursued.

"I heard before that someone went missing at this poetry festival?"

Lu Bian straight to the point.

He observed carefully when he spoke, and saw that the face of the island pursued changed, and quickly became serious again.

"Where did you hear that no one is missing, all guests are free to come and go, maybe someone left early."

"Do you mean that someone is missing?"

Lu Bian caught the crack in the other party's words.

"I didn't say that."

That island pursued slightly embarrassing.

"But before the poetry festival started, why did they leave?"

Lu Bian was chasing after him.

"I'm sorry!"

Dao Fengxing was forced to look embarrassed by Lu Bian, but unexpectedly, he suddenly bent down and bowed in apology.

"?"

Lu Bian thought to himself that it's useless for you and me to apologize. Why don't you just tell me the real situation and continue talking.

"Just raise your head and tell me the information about the missing person. I know that person and I'm very worried about him."

Using the words he learned from Drizzt, Lu Kian blundered with his conscience.

It really takes courage to lie without changing his face. It is difficult for someone like Lu Bian to do it. The biggest flaw in his life is that he is too honest.

"sorry!"

The little brother Daofeng couldn't hold back a word for a long time, and then he bent down and bowed.

"I don't need you to apologize, just answer the question for me, okay?"

Lu Bian helped Dao Fengxing's little brother and asked another question.

"sorry!"

The island pursued another bow of apology, as if turned into a ruthless repeater.

"Am I a repeater or are you a repeater?"

Lu Bian muttered, and suddenly felt that there was someone behind him.

He turned his head, only to see that in the corner of the yard, a little bright red walked quickly with one foot, and only vaguely saw a red skirt, white socks, and clogs.

Lu Bian walked out of the yard and saw Hongye looking at him beside him.

"It's useless for you to ask him. Word Spirit has already taken effect, and he won't answer your question."

This woman is wearing a red and white kimono with arrow feather patterns, a cyan hem, long boots, and a bow on her hair. In terms of dress alone, she is lively and lively, but she lacks a charming expression on her face, which is slightly gloomy. .

"Yanling?"

Lu Bian heard a new word again.

"In Hedao, language is both power and restraint. The island's practice will make a binding oath to the lord and swear allegiance. Any words and deeds that are harmful to the lord are fundamentally impossible."