Hao Ren did not know what had happened to the town, but he was sure that it was not a good thing.
The wandering spirits in the town were enough to prove the final fate of the town's residents. They had obviously died a long time ago. It was something that happened at least hundreds of years ago. However, these spirits were just the accumulation of "memories". There was no trace of souls in these empty echoes of memories. Where did these souls go?
Nangong Sanba had become the only master of necromancy in the team. Although he was not good at fighting, he had dealt with ghosts most of the time in his century as a demon hunter. "Human souls dissipate very quickly. Generally, they can't be preserved for hundreds of years. But the spirit structure in this space is more stable than the outside world, so it is possible for souls to be preserved for a long time. There are only two explanations for the 'echoes' in the surroundings. Either the souls of the townspeople are still imprisoned somewhere in the town, and the leaked soul energy has created all kinds of phantoms, or these people have suffered great torture before they died, or they were controlled by necromancy spells after they died, so their memories were forcibly extracted and turned into phantoms on this land that have been preserved until now. "
A chill ran down his spine. Hao Ren looked up at the nearest house. The decaying old house stood quietly in the narrow and cramped street. Its dark doors and windows were like empty evil eyes staring at the shadows of other buildings. The dark, dusty sky hung down behind the roof as if it was suffocating the whole world. Surrounded by such buildings, these empty and lifeless houses themselves seemed to have become some kind of curse, imprisoning the people who once lived on this land.
Nangong Sanba tightened his trench coat and whispered, "This place is full of evil. Something very dark has happened here."
An old house attracted Lily. She came to the dark old house and gently pushed its heavily rotten wooden door. With an unpleasant squeak, the old door opened. The soot that fell from the door made Lily cough. She waved her hand to separate the dust in front of her, raised the 'torch' to illuminate the surroundings, and carefully stepped into the haunted house.
Out of curiosity and concern, Hao Ren followed.
The house was dark, and everything was covered with an ominous grayish-black color. This grayish-black color seemed to absorb light. Lily could not illuminate the surface of the furniture no matter how close she held the Flaming Claws. Hao Ren followed Lily into the house. There was a creaking sound of the rotten wood under his feet. With the dim light from the torch, he could see the simple layout and furnishings inside.
This was obviously a civilian's house. Although it was slightly better than the houses on the river bank, the owner was still not a wealthy family. There were only a few pieces of rough wooden furniture in the dark room. In the middle of the room, on a thick pillar hung some objects whose original shape and purpose could not be seen. One of them seemed to be an oil lamp, but the oil in it had long since dried up. Walking in the house, a strange smell as if something was burning wafted into their nostrils from all directions. Lily had a keen sense of smell. She frowned and said, "Ahem … What is this smell?"
Hessiana followed them in. Her eyes glowed faintly in the dark. "What did you find?"
"It's the same as the previous houses. Gloomy, weird, dusty, and the air stinks. But I can't tell what the owner was doing before the house was abandoned." Hao Ren pointed to the objects hanging on the central column. "Tools used for work were left in the house, including things like sickles and axes that could be used for self-defense. There are no signs of struggle in other places. It seems that all the houses were abandoned peacefully."
"Is that so?" Hessiana muttered, wiping her hands on the low table by the wall. "Ashes … More ashes. I don't like this atmosphere."
Vivian's voice came from the door. "In that era, fire was a symbol of purification of evil. Ashes had a similar meaning."
"Like the trial of witches?" Hao Ren said casually. Just as his voice trailed off, a flame suddenly lit up the house!
It was not the flame of Lily's claws, but a bright light that could illuminate the surroundings. It was the oil lamp hanging on the central pillar that suddenly lit up. Its tiny light actually illuminated the room that Lily could not light up before, and the surroundings suddenly became clear.
But the sudden light did not bring any sense of warmth or reassurance. Everyone was startled. Lily immediately raised her Frostfire and Frostfire Claws in a defensive posture, and Hessiana instantly drew out her vampire whip from her arms. But there were no enemies. Except for the sudden light of the oil lamp, there was no change in the situation.
Hao Ren stepped forward to check the oil lamp and found that there was no oil in it. The flame was floating directly above the lamp as if the room 'remembered' the time to turn on the lamp and switched it abruptly when the time was right.
At this time, Kassandra, who was standing guard outside the house, suddenly called into the house. "Mistress! There's movement! "
Everyone quickly ran out and saw the whole town was gradually illuminated by the incredible scene.
The uninhabited Haunted Houses were lit up one by one. It was as if every house was lighting up at night. Flickering light seeped through the gaps of the dark windows, and following the appearance of this light, the large oil lamps hanging on the wooden poles along the streets of the town also lit up one after another.
Soon, the entire town was filled with light. This phenomenon puzzled everyone.
"It seems that this is not just a mysterious realm. Some kind of illusion covers this space, and everything is between reality and illusion." Vivian looked thoughtfully at the end of the road. "The house is also lit up."
She was looking at their destination: the magnificent mansion at the end of the town. If she was not mistaken, it should be where the feudal lord lived.
Hao Ren immediately led everyone to the big house, and Lily quickly followed. As she left the old house, which was the first to have its light on, she heard the sound of a conversation again.
"… Someone is sick again. This time, it's not just children, even adults are sick."
"… The witch … has been burned to death … The feudal lord should think of a solution. The curse left by the witch … has not been dispelled."
"The feudal lord has not appeared for two months. I heard that he locked himself in his room. Only the scholar can occasionally see him …"
"Since the feudal lord's wife … it's getting harder and harder …"
"Shh, don't talk about the feudal lord's wife. The guards will hear you."
Lily blinked and skipped to catch up with Hao Ren. "Mr. Landlord! Mr. Landlord! I just heard something! "
As Lily talked, they came to the big house at the end of the town.
It was a much more gorgeous house. Due to its age and the wealth of the territory, it was far from being a mansion. But it must have been an enviable house in this town hundreds of years ago. It had an imposing rectangular main house, and the main entrance was a strange structure that looked like a bell tower. Next to the main entrance, which was a little too high, Hao Ren found an old sign on the ground. Most of the words on it were worn out, but one word was still recognizable: Heimerwin.
It seemed to be the name of the owner of the house.
"No matter how glorious it is, it's still a pile of ashes."
Vivian shook her head. She did not look at the once gorgeous oak door sign. Instead, she stepped forward and pushed the main door open.
Just as everyone expected, the mansion was lit up like the rest of the town, and the owner of the mansion had enough money to ignite more fuel, so the main house was brightly lit.
Hao Ren took the lead, and Lily guarded him closely. She was a competent bodyguard when she was not afraid. The others followed Hao Ren into the main house.
There was a large fire pit in the center of the main house. Although there was no firewood in it, the bright flame was still burning brightly. Hao Ren stepped forward and put his hand on the flame. He did not feel any heat.
He retracted his hand. "It's all fake."
"We're already here." Nangong Sanba looked at Hessiana. "Where's the thing that the wizard left behind?"
Hessiana pursed her lips. "Take your time to find it. This place is so big. Wizards are all weird guys. God knows what kind of weird hobby the guy who lived here had to make such a scary ghost town … Huh? "
She suddenly stopped and glanced in the direction of the stairs of the main house.
Nangong Sanba also looked over. "What's wrong?"
"Maybe it's an illusion. I actually felt the breath of a living person just now."
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