Urban Witcher

The three of them suddenly realized that Mr. Zhang was really well-intentioned. No matter what, he had fulfilled his duty as a mage. Even if he died, he was still thinking about catching monsters.

Ye Xiaomu was a little excited.

"Let's go out first." Su Yan pulled him, and they got into the painting together—it should be said that they got out of the painting.

A dark house, with moonlight pouring in from the window, the house is simply ruins.

The three of them were sitting on the ground against the wall. In front of them, there was a dusty painting pasted on the wall. Ye Xiaomu went up and wiped the wall with his hands. exactly the same.

Sure enough... it's a painting.

"It's so dirty!"

Su Yan stood up and slapped her body with her hands. "Xiaomu, give me a pat on the back."

"I'll come, I'll come!"

Cao Weibo went up to help her pat her back, Su Yan avoided it, and went to the door, Ye Xiaomu and Cao Weibo also followed out, carefully looked at this room, and found that it was the room with the grand master's chair at the entrance of the village, now they know, This is the former home of Mr. Zhang.

"Strange, when did we enter this room?"

The three of them were at a loss. In the end, Su Yan thought that it was probably when they came out of the tunnel and entered the village for the second time, they entered this room, saw the painting, and then entered the illusion...

But this memory may have been erased by the power of illusion.

Although a bit puzzling, this is the only explanation they can think of.

"I wonder what happened to that evil thing?" Ye Xiaomu asked.

"Maybe go find another target." Cao Weibo said.

"But its real body is in the ancient tomb. This village has existed for a hundred years. Why hasn't everyone been killed by it?"

Cao Weibo couldn't answer.

Su Yan thought for a while and said, "Maybe her main targets are mages. When she came here, she also came here for that Mr. Zhang. Killing ordinary people is just incidental."

Although Ye Xiaomu doesn't know much, he is no longer a novice in the magic world. Now he understands a truth: even if it is an evil cultivator, it is rare to kill people casually. But mages are quick to come to your door, after all, that's what mages in the world do.

"I still feel that there are too many doubts about this matter, and there are many places that cannot be explained clearly." Ye Xiaomu murmured.

Cao Weibo said: "Then what are we going to do now, do we really have to go down to the grave to deal with that evil thing?"

"Are you afraid?" Su Yan squinted at him.

"What are you afraid of? What is there to be afraid of? I think that it has been a hundred years, and the evil thing may have long since disappeared."

"That's not necessarily the case. Plants are different from animals. They have high requirements on the environment. Since it can become a spirit in this ancient tomb, it means that the environment here is very suitable for it. Even if it often travels to do evil, this is its base after all. It probably won't leave unless it's destroyed or has a better place to go. At least we'll have to go and see."

The three of them discussed it, and decided to ignore the combination lock outside the ancient tomb door and find something to force it open, so they went back to the tent together, and Cao Weibo found a hammer—it was originally used to wedge rivets in the tent, and I hope it can be handed in. use.

In order to prevent accidents, they took all the available equipment, together with food and water, and then entered the village again.

"Give me some gum."

Ye Xiaomu asked Su Yan for two chewing gums, chewing them in his mouth, thinking while walking.

"What's wrong with you, why are you in a daze?" Su Yan looked at him and asked.

Ye Xiaomu shook his head, "I always feel that something is wrong, but I can't tell."

Cao Weibo put his hands on his shoulders, and said with a smile: "I understand, you are a newcomer, and you are not too accepting of too complicated supernatural events, you have to get used to it slowly, once you get used to it, you get used to it..."

Taunting again... Ye Xiaomu didn't bother to talk to him as usual.

All the way to the ancestral hall, the lantern representing the Eight Sons of Shuangjue was still hanging on it outside the door, and the candles inside were still burning. Ye Xiaomu went up to observe it, and said in surprise: "This is not the lantern from before, at least the candle is not the same as before. of."

"Why?"

"I clearly remember that when we first came here, so many candles had already been burned, and we came back from such a large circle around the tunnel, let's stop talking for half an hour, why are there so many candles left?"

When he said that, both of them felt strange.

"There are only two explanations," Su Yan said, "One, this is not the previous candle. After we left, Zen Master Shuxin and the others came back and replaced it with a new candle, in order to keep the brightness of the lantern so that people who come later People can see it. Second, this candle is not made of ordinary materials, and it is very resistant to burning."

Ye Xiaomu reached out to pick up the lantern, Su Yan and Cao Weibo were taken aback, and when they wanted to stop him, Ye Xiaomu had already pulled out the candle, dipped his finger in some wax oil, smelled it, and said: "Some ingredients have been added, It's like rosin, but the wax oil seems to be ordinary wax oil."

"Put it back quickly!" Cao Weibo lowered something nervously.

"Why?"

Just as Cao Weibo was about to speak, there was a sudden sound of footsteps behind him. Then a voice with a tune said: "Who dares to pull out our lanterns!"

The three followed the prestige and saw a group of people walking towards them, a total of six people, two of whom were monks, and two of them were dressed as walkers. They all looked young, all under the age of twenty-five.

The guy who spoke looked to be in his twenties, with fair skin. Although he wasn't a monk, he didn't have much hair on his head, and his eyebrows seemed to be gone. He walked towards Ye Xiaomu angrily, looked him up and down, and said, "What's the matter?" , what ability do you have, dare to pull our flag?"

"What... the flag? Isn't this a lantern?" Ye Xiaomu was confused, this person has bad eyesight?

Su Yan gave him a hand, and whispered in his ear: "You dismantled someone's lantern, which means you're going to take over this matter, and it's very rude..."

It turned out to be like this.

Ye Xiaomu hastily plugged in the candle and hung up the lantern again, explaining that it was a misunderstanding, but before he finished speaking, the kid on the opposite side waved his hand impatiently and said, "Since you are a mage, the rules Don't you understand?"

Su Yan explained: "He really doesn't understand, he is my assistant."

"Oh." The browless guy shifted his eyes to Su Yan and looked up and down, "He is your assistant, why don't you stop him from doing this?"

"I didn't have time at that time, I'll go, what a big deal, it's worth repeating!"

Su Yan also became a little upset, "Besides, there has never been a rule of contracting public cases in the magic world. This is the rule set by you eight sons. Everyone abides by it for the sake of face. Even if you have no intention of offending, there is no need to hold on to it. It is really disappointing. ah."()