Restarting the myth

Night, Lundan.

Cathedral train station.

The luxury train slowly stopped, passengers got off one after another, and the servants who had been waiting on the platform for a long time boarded the train to carry their masters' luggage.

Wayne remembered Heaphy's warning and returned to Lundan alone. He did not contact anyone and walked out of the station quietly with his suitcase.

Looking at the foggy night, he stood in front of the taxi and took a deep breath.

Lundan, I'm back!

The fire element in his body sensed the strong emotional fluctuations and cheered.

Wayne narrowed his eyes slightly. Three months ago, he had no choice but to leave Lundan in a mess. Three months later, he was reborn and was no longer the innocent and cute little sparrow.

"Today is different from the past. From today on, no one can say to me loudly..."

"Hey, the taxi is here. If you don't get on, let others get on. There's a queue behind!"

The camera zoomed out. Dozens of people lined up at the station door waiting to get on the taxi. Wayne was the first one. He didn't get on the taxi and stood there in a daze, which aroused collective dissatisfaction and spoke louder and louder.

Wayne nodded and apologized repeatedly, then opened the door and got in.

He told the driver the address and asked him to leave quickly, and at the same time, he showed his identity as a local and warned the driver not to take a detour under his nose.

Otherwise, you will have grass growing in your ass!

The taxi drove away from the station gate, and Wayne turned around and raised his middle finger to the rear window. They all had crooked dicks, so what's wrong with waiting for a while, and they had no patience at all.

"What kind of quality!"

Wayne pouted, and the quarrel just now didn't count. From now on, no one can speak loudly to him.

In the back seat of the taxi, Wayne closed his eyes and took a nap, his mind diverged, and he sensed the distribution of the four elements in a meditative state.

Three months ago, he didn't know anything, and he was not even a beginner. Now he noticed that the four elements floating in Lundan were abnormally abundant, which could be called a holy place for magicians to practice.

But the ubiquitous fog was a big problem. If you use meditation to sense it, your mind seems to be trapped in a swamp and tightly wrapped by some inexplicable sticky substance.

Wayne couldn't describe this feeling. It was like that. Every time you move forward, the resistance becomes greater. Every time you move back, the suction becomes stronger.

That's right, it's swimming. There is resistance everywhere.

In Wayne's perception, the fog is alive and afraid of light. Even the street lamps used for lighting at night can disperse it.

The fog actively avoids the light and carefully probes. Tiny tentacles twist at the edge of the fog.

The four elements avoid the fog and are unwilling to associate with it. They gather in large numbers under the light, just like night flies attracted by light bulbs.

Wayne nodded secretly. The night in Lundan is very suitable for meditation. Regardless of the situation of the four elements during the day, at night, they will be compressed in one place with extremely high density. Tentacles roll up and take a big bite. The meditation efficiency is more than ten times higher than that of Enrod Town.

Wayne did not start to plunder the four elements immediately. He kindly rejected the fire element who took the initiative to surrender and criticized the other party's shameful behavior of selling out friends for glory.

Lundan is a big city with many people and eyes. We should pretend a little. It would be bad if we were misunderstood as villains.

Family members know their own affairs. Wayne knows his own situation very well. As long as he opens his heart, a large number of fire elements will come to him with earth, water and wind.

You can't drive them away!

The noise is very loud and will attract unnecessary attention.

Xifei asked Wayne to keep a low profile and not contact acquaintances such as Veronica. The teacher would not do it without a purpose. There must be a reason for her order. Wayne listened to the advice and decided to find a place where no one would disturb him to meditate.

The detective agency is definitely not an option. He couldn't think of a suitable place for a while, so he considered whether the warehouse area or the dock would be more suitable.

But first, he had to meet with Abin.

The dog had been free for three months.

He ran wildly every night. He was much more familiar with Lundan than he was. Maybe he had a better suggestion.

Wayne contacted Abin through the Book of Greed and asked him to wait at the detective agency to be quiet tonight and not wander around.

Abin responded to Wayne's call, whimpering in grievance. He slept in the backyard during the day and stayed by the detective agency at night. Except for occasionally going out to bite his enemies, he was dedicated and had not been out for a long time.

Wayne comforted him a little and fed him a lot of magic power, so that Abin could eat happily.

...

Detective agency.

After getting off the car, Wayne looked at his watch. In terms of the length of time, the taxi driver still took a detour.

"In this materialistic society, there are not many people as honest as me..."

He sighed, bypassed the detective agency door, and climbed over the wall into the backyard with agility.

Abin wagged his tail and approached.

After three months of not seeing each other, Wayne was handsome again, and Abin's body was getting stronger.

The fog on the surface of the body was condensed and close to the entity, the muscles were well-developed and powerful, and the black fur was shiny and oily. It was no different from an ordinary Doberman. Only under strong light could the spirit body be penetrated and the skeleton could be vaguely seen.

Wayne patted the dog's head, gathered a ball of magic in his palm and handed it over.

Abin's tail shook out a residual shadow, stretched out his tongue to lick the magic clean, and continued to lick Wayne's palm with satisfaction.

Its body can freely switch between reality and illusion, and the cold tongue licked Wayne and laughed. He raised his hand and rubbed the dog's head, rubbing the soft ears of the spirit body to stand up.

Sure enough, Doberman is more handsome with erect ears, and his eyes are much more ferocious.

Cutting off the tail is fine, but suppressing the nature of the dog is an evil way.

Abin didn't like the state of his ears being erect, so he leaned his head on Wayne's hand twice, and his ears that were erect drooped.

Wayne doesn’t force anything, as long as the dog is happy.

"Abin, do you know that there are some deserted and secluded places in Lundan. At night, there is no one in a radius of more than ten miles?"

Wayne opened the back door of the detective agency and led Abin in. After three months of absence, the tables, chairs and bookcases were covered with dust.

He put down his suitcase and looked through his diary. The last update was on March 20, so he had to take the time to make up for it.

Wayne has thought about it. This paragraph is about local people. A positive and optimistic kind-hearted young man walks all the way to the poor and backward towns for his dream. He spreads knowledge and brings happiness and hope to the townspeople. Breathing life into lifeless stagnant water.

On the day of farewell, the townspeople saw each other off for ten miles and refused to leave for a long time. The young man couldn't help but choke, and his eyes were blurred with tears several times.

This is how it should be written!

Abin was unable to speak and had a spiritual dialogue with Wayne through the contract in the Book of Greed: "I don't know Lundan very well. I rarely go out in the past three months, but I know a friend who likes to stay in quiet places. It should provide some reference.”

"friend?!"

A series of questions floated across Wayne's head. Who is so brave to make friends with an undead dog at night?

A magician?

She, oh, is a female magician!

Wayne raised his eyebrows and asked Abin to make an appointment. He wanted to meet him.

It would be better if he didn't see it, so he just wanted to provide a few reference points. He just wanted to know where there were few people, and no one would come even if he screamed.

"No need to make an appointment, just call and she will come."

"So good, what's her name?"

"Yulia."

"Yulia, what a good name, it sounds very beautiful when you hear it." Wayne nodded happily.

"Yes."

Abin nodded. From the aesthetic point of view of the undead, Yulia had excellent bones and was indeed a heroic and beautiful mare.

A ray of soul wave spreads out, spreading like water ripples, penetrating the fog to form a resonance, spreading rapidly at a low frequency that humans cannot recognize...

After a while, Abin got a response from the other party.

"Master, she's here, she's in the backyard."

"Quite fast!"

Wayne straightened his clothes, which was the result of being trained by his butler Fura. When facing a lady, he would subconsciously pay attention to his image to avoid making the other party feel uncomfortable.

In the backyard, Wayne opened the back door and saw the female magician's face clearly, and his smile froze on the spot.

There is no female magician, just a sturdy undead war horse.

The cold light wraps the white bones, and the saddle and reins are wrapped around it. The mouth is full of intertwined canine teeth, black smoke is lingering, and the breath is breathing purple flames.

Wayne: (?)?д?(?)

Oh my god, Abin, what kind of bad friends have you made outside?

This, is this a friend that I can take home at will?