The Uncanny Valley Travel Guide

"... from one o'clock to four o'clock." Wen Zheliu stood on the road paved with bluestone, holding a cane, "Although I don't understand what this period of time means, but..."

"But it must be very special." Xie Yuanyuan said, "Shall we go to the monastery now?"

Du Zijun stood where he was, stepped on a stone, and kicked the coachman on the chest: "Hey, let's go."

The coachman was still asleep, Du Zijun said: "What props did you use for him, he slept like this."

He Qin raised his hand and snapped his fingers: "It's just the most common drug."

The night dew was cold, and the coachman shivered and broke out of his sleep.

"...Killed! Killed, killed...!" He jumped up suddenly, bumped around in a nonchalant manner, slipped his feet, and fell back to the ground heavily, "Ouch!"

The back is a hard road, and the spine hurts from the impact. The driver looked up blankly, only to see that the night was quiet, and the figures of the four people were like reflections projected from the sky on the human world. One of them was holding a cane, as if holding a thread The brilliance of the stars and the silent majesty overwhelmed his heart, and he was almost out of breath.

"First...Master!" The hallucination of the sea of ​​flames and the fear of witnessing the tragedy were all thrown out of the sky at this moment. He knelt on the ground and couldn't help crying, "What orders do you have?"

Wen Zheliu was startled, He Qin had already stretched out his arm, and calmly wrapped the A+ grade weapon behind him.

"Sticks," he said softly, "keep out of sight of common people."

"Oh oh oh." Wen Zheliu came to his senses and hurriedly hid his hands behind He Qin. He coughed and said to the coachman, "We are running out of time, can you take us to our destination now?"

The coachman said in a panic, "But just now I saw..."

"You didn't see anything." Du Zijun interrupted him, "That was just your hallucination."

The coachman rubbed his eyes vigorously, and looked around again. The streets were empty, and the doors and windows of the houses were closed. How could there be any burning sea of ​​fire or murderous robbers?Seeing his bewildered expression, Wen Zheliu said, taking advantage of the cane's deterrent effect, "Go and drive the carriage, we will give you double the reward when you get there."

The coachman scratched the back of his head curiously, wondering if he was really sleepy, but after hearing the other party's order, he turned around immediately and led the carriage out of the simple stable.

With the sound of horseshoes kicking and trampling, the four of them quietly left the town and rushed towards their destination without disturbing any ghosts sleeping in their dreams.

At the foot of the mountain, He Qin did not leave Ye Mingzhu on the wall of the carriage. They kept their promise and paid the bill with gold that was more valuable than coins. The four of them looked up when the carriage driver happily drove the carriage away. Looking up the mountain, the monastery is located in the open space on the mountainside, following the shape of the ridge, almost integrated with the whole mountain.

"Go ahead." He Qin said.

The bodies of the four people instantly rose from the ground!

He Qin hugged Wen Zheliu's waist, his physical strength not suppressed by the system was extremely terrifying, Wen Zheliu only heard the whistling wind in his ears, and the blood rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, almost crying out!

"Slow down, don't be so fast!" He hurriedly grabbed He Qin's body, and shouted loudly at his neck.

He Qin sighed.

"Baby, men can't be talked about quickly," he chuckled in an extremely provocative voice, and the heat seemed to touch the side of Wen Zheliu's face, making his ears burn, "You know what? "

"...Is there any need to know about this kind of thing!"

Behind them, Du Zijun and Xie Yuanyuan flew into the sky in the gust of wind. Although they lost the aid of ghosts, they still had enough spells for them to use.Instead of taking the steep and narrow stairs, they took a shortcut and rushed to the door of the monastery very quickly.

"We knock on the door now, will someone answer it?" Xie Yuanyuan asked anxiously, "It's not even five o'clock yet."

"Yes." He Qin replied, "For our arrival, they should have been prepared for a long time."

He patted the heavy gate heavily. In the silence of the night, these sounds sounded like bells and drums, almost awakening the creatures on the mountain.

"Actually, it's okay to leave in the morning." Xie Yuanyuan grabbed the back of his hand and said, "Anyway, those ghosts won't harm us."

Sparks flickered on Du Zijun's lips, he said: "Didn't Li Rong say that he wanted to compete, so hurry up, you won't be able to sleep anyway."

"Set fire on the mountain, and I'm in the prison." Xie Yuanyuan watched him smoke and flick the ash, and couldn't help but said, "And how do you know that I won't be able to sleep? I'm obviously very sleepy."

"..." Du Zijun endured and endured, but he still didn't forget the previous few times. Due to the limited conditions, he was assigned with himself, but he didn't sleep well at night. He got up several times and wanted to beat him, but he couldn't find him at night. Things speak out.

"Here we come!" Wen Zheliu's face became serious, and he straightened his clothes hastily, "I heard footsteps!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than the small window in the door opened.

The window was very narrow, and could only accommodate a human face. The four of them got ready, and saw bright and warm lights coming out of the door, and the clear silhouette of the glass lantern flashed by, revealing a woman's face. .

She was wearing a headscarf with a snow-white collar, and her face was also snow-white. The candlelight rendered her eyelashes and eyebrows all fluffy golden, and even her ruddy lips seemed to be covered with gold powder, revealing the beauty in her beauty. An unworldly innocence and innocence—this is a very young nun.

"Excuse me—" Even the voice sounded like a yellow warbler out of the valley, "what can I do?"

"I think if the holy nun is still young, she should look like this?" Xie Yuanyuan said suddenly, "Her eyes are also blue."

He blinked, his iris covered with a gleam of light.

The night was still dark, and the candlelight was still dim. No one else could see the pupil color of the nun in front of him. Only Xie Yuanyuan could see in the night.Du Zijun frowned and said in a low voice, "Don't talk."

Wen Zheliu hung the cane on his waist, and took out the ancient gold coin as a token from his bosom.

"Entrusted by someone, we are here to resolve a... case." Wen Zheliu said softly, "Perhaps this can prove our identity."

The nun took the gold coin, frowned, and said, "Please wait a moment."

Then, she lifted the hem of her skirt, turned around and ran away quickly.

Xie Yuanyuan then went on to say: "It's true, her eyes are blue and her hair is blond. She really looks like a holy nun."

Wen Zheliu turned his head: "You...you didn't change the props?"

Xie Yuanyuan shook his head: "Peacock Tong and Jian Fei Cui are very good, I bought another pair, but didn't change."

"It's best to get a pair of A-level ones. It's a waste of time to exchange them." Du Zijun twisted the cigarette butt, "Do you have money? If you don't have money, I'll buy it for you."

Xie Yuanyuan quickly denied: "There is no shortage of money! It's just that I haven't found one with the same function as these two, and better than them... Ah, she is back again."

The young nun didn't come alone, she brought several other strong women with her, and the door slowly opened in front of them with a heavy muffled sound.

"Please come in, please come in! Brothers and sisters!" She wiped the sweat from her forehead, then hurried to the side to pick up the lantern that had just been placed on the ground, "I will take you to see the dean!"

So Wen Zheliu and others followed her, and heard the sound of the door being closed again from behind.

While leading the way, the nun smiled happily. She rolled her eyes and asked in a low voice, "So, you are not monks, but you are here to deal with the affairs of the courtyard like the people who came yesterday?"

The person who came yesterday... Wen Zheliu said with a smile: "Cross-dressing is also a detective's professional skill, please forgive me."

The nun laughed even harder. Her melodious and crisp laughter echoed in the silent monastery, which always made people feel a little weird: "Then I wish you good luck! Four detectives like you have come, and until now there are still four detectives. It’s at a loss!”

"...No, it's normal to be helpless," Xie Yuanyuan complained secretly, "We've reached the sixth world, and it takes only a day to make progress, that's called cheating."

"Then..." He Qin said, "What exactly is there in the monastery that requires us to travel thousands of miles to work, can you tell us now?"

The nun glanced at him, and at this moment, her expression became a little nervous and wary again.

"Well, let the dean tell you personally," she grinned, "If I speak nonsense, I will be slapped in the palm of my hand."

A few people passed through several circular stone arches. Under the light, Wen Zheliu had a vague glimpse. Although the statues on it were not very delicately carved, they were as rough as they could be. Under the moving light and shadow, the shepherds on them The expressions of the people and the talking angels are changing vividly, which is very vivid.

"This is it." She put down the lantern and stood aside, "Please come in."

The four people looked at each other and walked into the small room. The wooden door creaked and closed behind them gently.

The smell of kerosene lamps and the greasy aroma of candles permeated the dim yellow room. Wen Zheliu looked up and saw a statue of the Weeping Madonna hanging high on the wall. Six tears flowed symmetrically from left to right.

He couldn't help but move.

The dean is middle-aged, not very old, but the serious expression, the silent and deep folds on the face, the old but spotless nun's robes, and the straight waist all convey a message to the outside world. Message: This appears to be a devout Puritan.

"Hello." She nodded solemnly, her voice hoarse, a string of rosewood rosary beads was hanging on her chest, and she was holding an ancient gold coin as a token in her hand, "I am honored that you have worked so hard to come here overnight. "

He Qin said: "You're being polite, and there's no need to say too many pleasantries. Please tell me the details and conditions of the commission."

He was so straightforward that the dean was a little surprised. When she came back to her senses, she returned the gold coin to Wen Zheliu and said in a deep voice, "I need you...to help me untie the ghost's obsession."

"Us?" Du Zijun raised his eyebrows with a sharp expression, "The haunting in the monastery is already shocking, and now we are required to resolve the obsession of the ghosts. Is there a mistake in the commission?"

The dean took a slow look at her: "Everyone walks in the world, and everyone has a legacy of sin, even monks cannot dismiss it. It is not surprising that you can't go to the Lord's side to serve you if you stay here. results. What’s more, they need the truth.”

The truth, this word caught Wen Zheliu's attention again.He tentatively asked, "Why do ghosts need the truth?"

"The truth is the answer. For them, it is the end of death." The dean's voice was still unhurried, as if a certain silent weight had settled down, "The key to solving the riddle, Milotaunos The thread ball of the labyrinth, a drop of considerable water condenses in the mist, and since then it has the ability to break through the environment and fall to the ground."

She made a hand gesture, and the cross at the end of the rosary showed a gap, which is the engraved image of the crucifixion of Jesus, "But I am also a person in the monastery, and my actions at night will be subject to certain restrictions, so..."

"Who is the client?" He Qin asked suddenly, "You know the gold coins, ouroboros, and pentagram she gave, aren't these the signs of an orthodox religion?"

The dean hesitated for a moment, and said, "Many years ago... probably when the war was about to end, a seriously injured nun came here."

"How heavy is it?" Wen Zheliu asked, "This place is so remote, it's not like a seriously injured woman can trek here alone."

The dean nodded and agreed: "Yes, we were also very surprised at the time. I still remember that she was skinny, with cuts and stitches all over her body... Lord, it was really a sight to let It’s a tragic scene that people will never forget in their lifetime. But she is still alive miraculously, so we naturally can’t just give up on her, so we let her live in the courtyard.”

Even though Wen Zheliu used the horn to heal the holy nuns in one of the worlds, the plot of the main world remained unchanged. He asked, "What happened next? When did she leave?"

The dean glanced at them: "After her injury recovered, she left and didn't stay here for another day. However, she once told us that if we need help, she will come to help us no matter what time it is."

"Then you accepted the assistance of heretics?" Du Zijun smiled, "It's interesting."

"Everyone is equal before God." The dean said calmly, without being shaken by his doubts. "If doing this can restore peace and harmony to the monastery, I have no hesitation."

Du Zijun faded the smile on his lips, and said nothing more. The dean's style and character were strict but not rigid, which made him a little appreciative.

"So, the specific request you want to entrust is that you want us to find out the truth about the haunting?" Wen Zheliu asked.

"Also," said the dean, "I know the identities of the wandering ghosts here. They are all believers who lived here many years ago. I still want to know why they have fallen to this point."

[Main quest ② has been updated: Find out the cause of the ghost's death (0/1)]