Nangong stood on the platform of this small rural station, facing the slightly dry soil smell of the breeze, he took a deep breath. Although he couldn't be considered handsome, he had the demeanor of an expert on his face, wearing a cheerful expression. "Can't you guys feel it? There's a smell in the air. "
Hao Ren felt goosebumps when he saw Nangong's expression. He felt that Nangong was a ticking time bomb. This "demon hunter" was really smart. He could feel the chilly wind coming from the castle the moment he got off the train.
"I don't smell anything." Vivian sniffled. "Isn't Yorkford Castle quite a distance from here?"
"The smell of 'those things' can always spread far." Nangong tidied up his hair that was messed up by the wind. He seemed to be in a good mood. "As a demon hunter, I'm good at capturing their smell. Of course, you guys can't feel it. This requires training. Alright, let's not talk nonsense. Let's find a place to stay in town. The sun is going to set soon. "
After saying that, Nangong dragged his big suitcase and walked towards the slope at the end of the platform. After he walked for more than ten meters, Lily suddenly opened her eyes and shouted, "What are you smelling? What are you smelling? Let me smell it. My nose is very sensitive! "
"Go back to sleep." Vivian slapped Lily on the back. The werewolf maiden was not annoyed. She lowered her head and went back to sleep. She was still in her jet-lagged sleepwalking state.
"I really don't smell anything." Vivian noticed that Hao Ren was looking at her. She immediately shook her head. "The Blood Clan is very sensitive to the smell of the undead. But I don't smell anything. This place is too far from the ruins of Yorkford Castle. It's not even night time. It's not the time for the undead to be active. That self-proclaimed demon hunter … Does he really have special sensing abilities? But he couldn't even tell who Vivian and I are. "
Hao Ren rubbed his chin and thought for a while. He came to a conclusion. "He's probably showing off."
Vivian replied, "Now that you mention it, it's possible!"
The station was right next to the town of Brewshire, and there was a narrow country road that connected the station to the town. Unfortunately, Hao Ren and the rest could not find a bus, so the four of them could only hail a taxi to the town. By the time they entered the town, the sky was almost completely dark. Only the last bit of red light was hanging on the horizon, and the street lamps in the town gradually lit up. Hao Ren looked at the unfamiliar streets in a foreign country and finally felt a little emotional. He was a person who did not go out much and had almost never spent the night outside. But now, he was standing in a land eight time zones away from his hometown. The environment was strange, the people were strange, the habits were strange, and the language was strange. The last two things were solved with the help of advanced technology, but the other things that made people uncomfortable did not change. He hugged his arms and let out a sigh. He missed the comforts at home, and he missed the magical black cat. He wondered how Rollie was doing at home. Most likely, she had run out to the streets to mingle with the stray cats and dogs.
Hao Ren was not used to staying in a foreign country, but Vivian did not feel the same. The vampire maiden, who had traveled the world a few times, had been observing this foreign country with great interest. From London to this rural town, she finally made some observations. "Looks like it's not as serious as the TV made it out to be. There aren't many foreigners here. Either the TV is exaggerating, or the paranormal enthusiasts and experts haven't arrived yet."
Hao Ren made sure that Nangong was far ahead and could not hear them. He lowered his head and asked softly, "How did you know?"
"Listening to the heartbeat and sensing the bloodline is my specialty." Vivian shrugged. "The heartbeat reveals everyone's emotions, and the smell of blood reveals their family relationships and roots. Every native creature has the same genes in their bloodline. This is not something that can be changed in a short period of time. I can vaguely sense the number of bloodlines that are out of place, and the number of hearts that are restless. Combining the two, I can roughly tell how many people are coming for the haunted castle. These are the skills that the Blood Clan must have when it comes to 'hunting'. Although I don't hurt people, at least I still have my talent. "
Hao Ren felt goosebumps all over his body. Vivian's eyes were glowing red. She spoke in a normal tone, but the content of her words was really creepy. This useless vampire finally showed a little bit of the aura of a noblewoman of the Night Clan. Although this aura helped her to check the local census, it was still a sloppy one.
He turned to look at Lily, who had closed her eyes and was in trailing mode. This time, it was the dumb werewolf's turn to drop the ball. Lily always boasted that her six senses were sharp, especially her sense of smell. It turned out that the only use of her sense of smell was to prevent herself from getting lost.
"Anyway, it's a good sign. The fewer the irrelevant people, the better." Hao Ren nodded. "Raven 12345 told me to go to Yorkford Castle. She said that when we reach a certain location, we will be able to sense the 'client'. However, she's not sure what the 'client' is like. It's best not to have too many irrelevant people watching."
"Are we leaving at night?" Vivian frowned. "I have the advantage of moving at night. Plus, Doggie will be awake after midnight. She can be considered as a combat force."
Hao Ren pursed his lips. He thought to himself, "Nonsense. A brick can knock out a high-level Blood Clan member. How can that not be considered a combat force?"
"We'll see what happens tonight. Let's see how active the paranormal enthusiasts are. We'll have to take action by tomorrow night. The longer we delay, the more people will gather."
"There are benefits to having more people." Vivian thought for a while. "Let's just blend in with them. We can also say that we're looking for ghosts. Sometimes, being honest is the best way to disguise ourselves."
"What if the Headless Horseman jumps out of the castle, hugs me and calls me landlord? What if my body glows with a golden light and a line of words pops up saying that the match was successful? What if the new tenant we meet is a psychopath who doesn't mind causing trouble and doesn't mind watching the show? I have to consider my luck and Raven 12345's ability to trick people. If any of the above happens, you'll have to find a way to get me out of the MI5. Do you have the confidence to break out of a prison in England? "
Vivian nodded solemnly. "I've done it before. But at that time, the British prisons still used wooden fences and burrows. I knocked down a dozen knights and went to the cell to rescue a sister. She was captured by the demon hunters..."
"Let's not talk about what happened before 1190."
Vivian was speechless.
At this time, Nangong's voice suddenly came from the front, interrupting Hao Ren and Vivian's chatter. "Hey, let's rest here for the day! It's getting late. I don't think we'll find any hotels in town. "
Hao Ren looked up and realized that they were following Nangong from afar. Unknowingly, they had arrived at the entrance of a small hotel. The hotel was a three-storey building. It was not big, but it looked clean and new with white walls and blue tiles. There was a line of English on the neon sign at the entrance of the hotel. With the help of the translation system, Hao Ren read it as if it was his mother tongue, "Angus' Cottage... Hey, what a coincidence!"
That's right, it was the name of the small hotel that they heard on TV yesterday. The owner of this hotel should be the uncle who appeared on TV!
Hao Ren and the other two followed Nangong into the hotel. There were two people behind the counter on the first floor of the hotel. One of them was a young woman who looked like the cashier while the other was a short, fat, and honest looking middle-aged man. He was the one who appeared on TV.
"Yo, welcome to Angus' Cottage!" The fat owner behind the counter immediately greeted them warmly when he saw the guests. He then turned to the waitress next to him and proudly said, "Look, it's another foreigner. We don't have to worry about business anymore."
Hao Ren was taken aback. "Is it popular in the UK to farm foreigners too?
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