After the spirit sub-transfer goes wrong

"Don't put on such an expression of disbelief, the teacher is indeed much older than us."

The old hunter in yellow took a puff of the tobacco in his pipe, and the particularly strong smell of smoke made Romani couldn't help but quietly moved away from him.

"I heard that in the beginning, Yanan was just an ordinary town. The so-called hunters were just a group of farmers with muskets and pitchforks going up the mountain to hunt. If you are not feeling well, I will tell you about Yanan's situation."

"This is just a suburb near Yanan, which is specially used to place the graves of the residents of Yanan. The original Yanan has been destroyed in the last hunting night."

The novice hunter who had just arrived here not long ago couldn't help but move uneasily, and then saw Henrit holding the cigarette stick, recalling with distant eyes:

"Let's just call the original Yanan the old Yanan. At that time, I was a terminally ill young man who had to come to Jiu Yanan for treatment. It is said that before I came here, Jiu Yanan was still a young man. In a place like an ordinary town, the Jinbei Church dominates the local beliefs, just like any place, it is built at sunrise and rested at sunset.”

"But after I came, the Golden Cup Church was expelled and abandoned, and the grand church of the Healing Church was built. Yanan's special blood circulated everywhere, and everyone chased it, and was proud of receiving blood healing, and He despises the strangers who come from other towns to steal blood from the natives."

"The wealthy man abandoned his treasures, the farmer who worked in the field sold his wife and children, and stood at the gate of the healing church day and night, just for a bottle of blood that can cure all diseases and is extremely expensive. They frantically snatched all the blood they could get, and applied it to themselves, so that even babies in their swaddling babies tasted blood on their lips."

"In order to seize the church's panacea, they even began to kill each other, drawing blood from the bodies of their relatives."

……

Romani thought about the scene for a while, and his whole body shuddered.

The blood of Yanan infinitely magnified the craziest and most greedy side of human nature, all morality, law and order in the world were overthrown effortlessly, and the so-called "healing church" became the new god of the old Yanan.

Overnight, the trust between people ceased to exist. Those who had not received the blood of Yharnan longed for the relief of the church, while those with the blood of beasts in their veins yearned for more.The appearance of family tenderness is cruelly torn apart, the husband and wife are no longer loving, and the children are no longer filial. Like a beast in human skin, it is always thinking about how to get the gift of the church.

Thus, driven by fallen humanity, all kinds of sins breed from the dark corners.

Perhaps, after the first person who walked into Yanan with a blood bottle appeared, falling into the abyss became Yanan's irreversible fate.

Henriette tapped his pipe and poured the spent tobacco into the flowerbed.

"The blood smuggled out of Yanan has fetched sky-high prices on the black market, and has attracted more patients to Yanan. The blood is indeed very useful. Anyone who has used it, as long as they can wake up alive, is cured of their diseases. , even stronger than ordinary people. But the good times didn’t last long. I don’t know when wild beasts appeared in Yanan Town. At first, the Yanan people were able to deal with them. Later, the streets were full of werewolves. Finally... The night of killing has come."

"I can't remember exactly how many days that long night was equal to reality, and how many beasts I killed. I just remember that there were wolves howling and screaming everywhere in Yanan. That night, blood drowned Old Yharnam."

Henryt looked in fear at the gradually disappearing white line on the horizon. Beyond that, darkness was encroaching on the sky at a rapid speed.

"The Church of Healing dispatched a large number of elites, and even our mentor appeared on the battlefield. But the manpower is still insufficient. Almost half of the people in Old Yanan have turned into wild beasts. What's more frightening is that even the hunters themselves are on the battlefield. We became beasts in the killing. No matter how many beasts we killed with machine guns and gunpowder, the beasts pouring out from the darkness were almost endless. We were forced by the beasts to retreat step by step, and finally had to burn the whole city with flames. "

"And this is what the old Yanan has experienced, and what the new Yanan is experiencing now."

……

"Since the destruction of Old Yanan, the teacher has been in a very low mood. She escaped into the underground palace with the help of the golden cup ceremony, and we were not able to meet the teacher until you appeared. But count the time, I am so old, Recently, my mental state is also unstable, I really don't know if I can live to see the end of this hunting night."

Henriette sighed, took out two wine bottles from behind, and threw one of them to Romani.As soon as he pulled out the cork on the wine bottle, his brows were frowned by the smell of sweet alcohol.

"I'm sorry, although I don't know if adding something to tequila is a specialty of Yanan Town, but I really don't like drinking wine with blood."

"You don't like it?" Henriette raised his brows strangely, "This is the favorite drink of the Yanan people. In Yanan, blood is more intoxicating than wine. Even hunters, when hunting nervously, also I can't help but take a few sips to relax. I specially took out the treasure for you, isn't it sweet enough for you?"

"No, I didn't perform blood therapy, I just learned the technique." Romani explained seriously, and emphasized the pronunciation of the words "no blood therapy", "Actually, I don't intend to use Yanan's blood to strengthen the body plan."

"It's strange, there are still hunters in Yanan who haven't been treated with blood, but at least you won't worry about suddenly turning into a beast one day." The old man Henriette entered through a side door of the wooden house, and came out with a A glass of amber-colored aged wine that is still frothy, "For us beasts who have tasted the blood, even if we know it is poison, the thirst that emerges from the cracks in the bones cannot be suppressed at all."

The tequila stored in the wooden house has long passed the best aging period, and the taste of the wine has long since faded, but it also brings a different flavor.Perhaps it was too rare to be peaceful on the night of hunting, and Romani actually drank wine with the old man until the evening accompanied by a little drunkenness.

The last bewitching red light in the sky also disappeared, and a long night shrouded the entire Yanan.

……

Romani raised his head, and the sky above the hunter's workshop fell into his eyes.

Different from ordinary nights, Yanan's starry sky always seems to be faintly covered with a layer of red light. The dark background color combined with dark red turns into an ominous deep purple. Layered rose red.

The moonlight was surprisingly bright, and it grew bigger and bigger, as if it was about to fall from the sky. Romani rubbed his eyes, almost thinking that there was something on the disc.

Maybe, there is really a moon god on it?

The ten fingers stabbed suddenly, and then Romani withdrew his thoughts in shock, and rubbed the ring in fear.

Just now, he was really absorbed by something invisible and intangible.

This world is really scary. Will Isis really be safe if she stays in such a world?What is the relationship between the ten rings sent by Galahad and the Lord's Ten Commandments? Why do they always give him a sense of familiarity?

"Young man, don't stare at the moon without knowing what to do. If you look too much, you will easily go crazy." Henriette, who was relieved of the burden of hunting beside him, said drunkenly, with a lot of wine bottles at his feet, "Even in the If you encounter things like dense eyeballs and slugs in your brain on the street, don’t look too much, let alone think too much, otherwise you will either go crazy or commit suicide, no one can bear that kind of fear.”

Romani recalled the "eye belt" he saw just now, and the hair all over his body began to stand up again.He was so cold that he rubbed his arms. He suddenly remembered that the hunter mentor named Evelyn seemed to be still inside. With the strangeness of that thing and Evelyn's weakness, it was hard to guarantee that nothing would happen.

"I suddenly felt a little cold and wanted to go in and have a rest."

The young man fastened the coat on his chest, lowered his head and hurriedly opened the gate, leaving only the old hunter in yellow muttering to himself boredly:

"I can't stand it after just drinking so much wine? Sure enough, this guy is quite weak."

……

The hunter maintains a cooperative relationship with the Church of Healing, but they are not vassals of the church, so although the entrance to the workshop is set in the church tower, the actual location is an independent cliff, and it occupies a large area.

There were nearly a hundred hunters in the heyday, and they could all find their own homes in this built wooden house. Even now that the hunters are all gone, the ones that haven't leaked wind and rain are enough for five of them. people use.In addition, in the deepest part of the garden path, there is a training field locked with iron gates. The lush lilies stretch their petals wantonly under the moonlight, and several weather-beaten prop figures crookedly fell to the ground.

The newly scrubbed mirror in the wooden house reflected the silhouette of the young man, and the weird wooden box disappeared completely together with the white-haired huntress.

Romani carefully pushed open the wooden door, and the candle in his hand gave off a circle of light in the darkness.

The always shrewd and powerful huntress was lying on the bed with her back to him at this moment, her loose white hair was winding gracefully on the pillow, her long and white eyebrows were tightly locked, and her cheeks were clenched tightly, as if she had already fallen into a trap. An unsolvable nightmare.

Romani boldly reached out and touched the other person's forehead, but found that her current condition was really not good.

Extreme cold and high heat cycled alternately on the white-haired huntress. When it was cold, it was like touching a sea of ​​ice in winter. When it was hot, it was like a piece of burning charcoal, which almost gave him the illusion:

The opponent will burn in the next moment.

This is definitely not normal.

Romani Akiman was about to withdraw his hands, but found that the ten rings sent by Galahad were glowing with golden light, and then something seemed to be pulled out of his body .

"Well--"

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