After Lysa left, Shen Lin and the others followed Lysa's instructions, when the landlady on the first floor—Ms. , sneaked out of the small building.

At five o'clock in the morning this morning, Bayer used his expertise to sneak out of Lysa's house and meet Floy. Then he was lucky and found an abandoned house on Hasanke Street as a temporary foothold.

They met at this stop after they left Lysa's house.

The house is not big, but it is enough for the five of them to live temporarily. The ground is dirty and has not been cleaned for a long time. The corners are covered with cobwebs. The burnt smell came out.

The house has "Haunted House" written all over it.

Floy said: "We did an investigation after we came here, and we didn't find anything strange here, except for the pool of blood on the ground." He added solemnly, "emmm, there is a high probability that it is the blood left by a chicken, the problem Not big."

Bayer shuddered: "God, it's not a big problem!"

Floyd smiled: "For our current situation, there is no room for pick and choose. This small town is very strange, with a large population, few empty houses, and many homeless people on the streets, which is far beyond the size of a town. The upper limit of carrying capacity. Instead of dying here, wouldn't they think about leaving here?"

"The little girl who saved us gave us repeated orders not to think about leaving here. In the tavern before, the bartender Luther also said that people here cannot leave." Shen Lin said, "He also said that the gods bestow their less aging faces, so it's not hard to understand why."

He calmly analyzed: "Cities and towns have limited resources, but people have a long lifespan, and reproduction continues. More and more people compete for these limited resources, and someone will always be eliminated. But I think, let this The reason for the first contradiction was that ten years ago, I remember someone in the tavern said that the ceremony ten years ago failed, and the outsiders did not give them enough supplies, which made the shortage of supplies for the past ten years more thoroughly exposed. , I think part of the reason is Benson."

"Benson is the priest here, his status is no less than that of the mayor," Floyd continued, "I inquired about him, he claims to be a messenger chosen by God, he has a longer lifespan and is more handsome than ordinary people With his appearance, he has the privilege of surpassing the mayor, and can execute any townsman at will."

"Yes, Benson is in charge of trading supplies with outsiders, and has mastered most of the resources, so the lives of the townspeople are in control."

Shen Lin had a natural hatred for Benson, he paused and continued.

"The townspeople can still be self-sufficient in conventional resources, but they have no access to medicines, coal, and cotton. They can only get them from outsiders, especially medicines. I think, based on this, we can infer that the That cruise ship was supposed to be carrying supplies that Dorenna used to trade."

"But the ship hit the rocks and sank." Baier blinked, "Dorenna lost the supplies for the transaction, so he hid in fear? Wait, is it possible that he went back and got another ship of supplies? "

"That ship is so big, and it carries enough supplies to supply a small town with daily needs for ten years. Even the Hai Nuo family that Dorenna belongs to doesn't have the strength to gather so many supplies in a short period of time." Na Na shook her head and denied, "He must be hiding on this island, because he can't explain to Benson, so he dare not show his face for a while."

Shen Lin frowned, and asked: "Why didn't he go to the 'messenger', he is absolutely loyal to the Hai Nuo family."

Everyone fell into silence, and they couldn't find an answer that could explain it.

"Unless..." After a while, Shen Lin and Yan Xiu said almost at the same time, "Here is someone he trusts more."

Thinking of this possibility, everyone's eyes widened in surprise.

"It could be...who?" Nana said slowly.

Floy's voice was solemn: "What happened to the lost sacrifice?"

Everyone fell silent. This was something they needed to investigate. Compared to this, what worried them more was that they hadn't found any clues about the ceremony, so they were extremely frustrated.

To put it bluntly, how the town develops has nothing to do with them. The sharp knife hanging over their heads is the requirement of this game—they must find Dorenna, find out what the ritual is, and find a way to leave here. , they can survive.

In the dilemma of being helpless, Shen Lin said calmly: "I want to go to the library."

His emerald eyes looked at Floy: "Do you want to come with me?"

The library in Yueshen Township is located on Furong Street, adjacent to the cathedral. This street is cleaner and tidy than the ones Shen Lin walked through. There are tall plane trees planted along the road, and there is a faint fragrance of flowers in the air.

Rich people in rich clothes strolled leisurely here, as if the disasters that other streets and alleys came to them through disease or hunger were no longer there.

The library sits just around the corner at the end of this street.

Floy and Shen Lin walked side by side, his eyes under the glasses fell on Shen Lin's side face, KP endowed this young man with very outstanding facial features, but in his impression, his appearance was not inferior.He thought of Shen Lin's appearance in the game before, and always felt that many bizarre and far beyond his imagination had happened to this young man, so that he could not be surprised at any time, and he always believed that he would be able to Find solutions to problems.

He opened his mouth and asked, "Why do you want to go to the library?"

"No matter where and in what era, the library carries the history of a town. I saw the god they serve on the stained glass of the church. It was born from an egg..." Shen Lin pondered. A suitable word, "Alien, it looks very strange, its body is like a spider, its eight legs are tentacles, and its compound eyes are standing pupils like a crocodile. I want to know this town and its history, and more importantly, I think The writing on the parchment scroll may be the oldest writing in this town, and it is the ritual book they passed down to worship the gods."

"You are so smart!" Floy exclaimed, "Why didn't I think of this! However, the cultures here have already blended, and people will always spontaneously develop in a more convenient direction. Can this ancient text It’s hard to say if it survived, not to mention, how many written records can a remote town like this have that is their own?”

"Maybe it's more difficult," Shen Lin said unwaveringly, "but as long as there is a possibility of deciphering the parchment, it's worth trying."

Floy nodded, looked at Shen Lin and laughed: "I'm so lucky to have a companion like you this time."

Shen Lin smiled softly: "I also feel very lucky to know you."

The two stopped in front of the library. In the hall was a beautiful woman in a long dress. She was sitting at the front desk reading a book. Shen Lin took a glance and saw that the cover was a familiar collection of poems - "Flying Island Collection".

The woman looked up at them, and pulled out two cards from the side: "I have a new face, I need to register."

Shen Rin took the card and found it difficult when he saw the first line.

Townsman ID.

Apparently, they don't have this ID.

KP said: "You can't pass the registration, what are you going to do?"

Shen Lin didn't respond to KP, but glanced at the library lobby, and there was a board not far away, which read:

【Access Rules of Yueshen Township Library】

Library opening hours: [-]:[-] am to [-]:[-] pm.

Enter the museum with the registration card.

A man in a gentleman's uniform came over from behind. He bumped Shen Lin's shoulder from behind, pushed his glasses, and said arrogantly: "This is not a place for poor and low-class people. Knowledge is only for noble purebloods." You can enjoy it, get out of here, pariah!"

Floy: "Damn it, this guy is so bad, can I hit him?"

KP Gonghuo: "Of course."

Shen Rin: "Be a charmer."

KP: "Charmed to whom?"

Shen Lin expressionless: "What are you farting?"

Floy: "..."

The dice appeared in front of him, Shen Lin clicked to throw, and the roll yielded 65 points.

success.

Because of studying opera, O'Rourke has a good voice, as melodious as a cello, and he whispered to the woman sitting behind the counter: "When I suffer from fate and people's eyes, I secretly mourn my life experience. , using appeals in vain to disturb the deaf Haotian, looking forward to the figure, cursing his own birthday..."

The beauty at the front desk raised her head unexpectedly, her brown pupils locked onto Shen Lin's face, showing a look of amazement.

Shen Lin whispered: "May I be as hopeful as the other one, have a similar appearance, and have as many friends as him, I hope this person is profound... But when I was about to look down on myself like this, I suddenly thought of you, so My spirit is like a skylark rising from the dark earth at dawn, singing a hymn at the gate of heaven: When I think of your love making me so rich, I don’t even bother to give in to the emperor.”

"It's really a beautiful poem," the lady praised, and then Shen Lin's expression softened, "It's a depressing song of fate, you are an excellent poet."

Shen Lin said: "This is not a poem I created, but I love it just the same." He looked up at the nobleman who had gone away, and was not at all annoyed by the humiliation just now, "He is wrong, knowledge is shared The wealth that comes from the spirit, from consciousness, not from birth. I want to embrace knowledge.”

The lady looked at Shen Lin in embarrassment.

The deep green pupils looked at the lady without blinking, and begged: "Please give me a chance."

Her heart collapsed in an instant, the woman sighed, and looked at Shen Lin softly: "Your eyes are more charming than poetry, okay, but I can only give you one hour."

"That's enough, thank you, beautiful lady." Shen Lin laughed, which made the woman blush instantly, and he asked, "I want to check the ancient books, which area is the history and writing about the town?"

The lady was stunned, and she showed a regretful look: "Unfortunately, not only you, but also my authority cannot read those areas. Those books are too old and easy to be damaged, so they can't be taken out for borrowing."

"Aren't they stored here?"

"Yes, in the church, Benson is in charge of these books."

Shen Lin: "..."

Shen Lin said, "I want to be lucky."

"... too lucky?"

Shen Lin: "Yes, I want to see if I'm lucky enough. Just at this time, someone provided me with a dictionary that he kept privately, and this dictionary can help me translate these words."

"No." KP was emotionless.

"Yes." Shen Lin was even more emotionless than him.

KP: "..."

Shen Lin said: "I applied for a difficult luck."

KP was stunned for a moment, and "hissed": "Okay, you go through it first, and I will think about how to make it up after it is over."

The author has something to say:

KP: The plot is currently being edited

Shen Lin's poem is Shakespeare's sonnet with deletions in the middle

"Flying Island Collection" is actually "Flying Bird Collection", dog head.jpg

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