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Jung began to assign tasks: "I, Raven, Pan, and Tomie went to the police station to see what they could find. Locke, you take Dada, the sheepdog, and the magician to the apartment, let Dada take care of the conversation, don't reveal your identity, and say that we are the magician's assistants, and we are touring the country looking for inspiration for new magic, and decide to stay here for a while. Others are on standby to provide support. ”

Everyone sprang into action, Hakkei, Sakiya, and Bach returned to the office, and the others left the villa and drove to their respective destinations.

Vehicles are allocated in groups of two within the Security Service. Tomie and I were in a group, and Jung and Pan were in a group, and a total of two off-road vehicles of the same style drove to the town police station.

There aren't many tall buildings in this town, and most of the houses and shops are structures below three storeys. The road surface is not very smooth, and most of the surrounding areas are ** and reddish-brown sand and gravel, and the car will raise ** sand and soil if it drives too fast, and it is not until it is close to the center of the town that it shows more civilized atmosphere.

It is worth mentioning that although the outer area of the town seems to be barbaric, the deliberately managed villa area, spa area and commercial area are quite elegant. Especially the closer to the area of the hilltop apartment, the more it shows a quaint atmosphere, the green and straight roadside trees, the shade of the trees is deep, the breeze is blowing, the sound of the forest seems to gather here from all directions, and the ground is also made of huge square stone slabs, which makes people almost return to the most brilliant era of the Middle Ages.

The rebuilt apartments on the site of the asylum can be seen from the foot of the hill and have been deliberately designed in the style of an ancient castle, with towering minarets on either side and in the middle of the building becoming the town's signature. At the top of the central minaret, in particular, there is a huge clock, but that is just a decoration, and the hands stay at 19:05 forever, and I don't know what the meaning is. Only occasionally when I look at it on a stormy night, the light at the twelve hours flickers like a ghostly fire, as if this night will linger forever in this moment.

For the average traveler, the condominium's existence is quite an attractive man-made spectacle, especially for the occupant and magical guest, who would have been tempted to pay $3,000 a month in rent if he had read a little bit of the local tourist's brief history online, learned about the fires and tragedies that had occurred in the place where the apartment was located, and was attracted by the inexplicable hallucinatory horror.

Of course, in addition to the atmosphere that is excellent, the apartment will also offer services and wellness programs that match the rent. Because the horror and bizarre will slowly dilute over time, but the tranquility and excellent service can make people linger just as much. Apartment owner Jr. Stand is a good man.

But for those of us who truly wander through the danger, the weirdness and the horror, the feeling of that building is too grotesque. The town is harmonious and tranquil, and the strange scenery of the apartment stands out from the crowd but is not out of place, as if the harmony and calm are nothing more than a depressing by-product.

I knew that nothing could be done by feeling, but at some point in the night, gazing at the giant clock decoration would create the psychedelic feeling that the whole town was enveloped in strange shadows. This feeling of being so real, like being in a nightmare, is not the first time it has happened.

Every time it didn't end well.

So I had to pay attention, and the more I paid attention to it, the more I felt that something must be wrong. Even though the people are friendly and the scenery during the day is calming, I just can't shake the dreamy feeling.

In the past three days, although I have lived a comfortable life during the day, in the middle of the night, I always wake up from my dream for no reason. I didn't sue anyone, including Tomie, and I didn't want to ruin her vacation because of this. There are two voices in my head that are talking, which can only be heard when I am confused, and when I concentrate, it will disappear. I used to suspect that it was the ** "Jiang" and "Silk" who were doing the trick, and they have been silent since completing their last mission......

Perhaps because of the unnaturalness of coming to this town, the place I always wanted to go was not the police station, but the weird apartment.

The reason why I haven't been close to that place once in the past three days is that there is another emotion affecting me.

Incredible feelings, elusive love, dreamy nights in the town, before dawn, when the darkness is at its deepest, the mist that ethereates on the mirror lake, and swirls in the town's buildings, seems to hide some evil power, and it does not disappear without a trace until the sun rises.

Am I the only one who feels this way? Is it a subjective psychological effect? I don't know, at least the people of this town are not the slightest bit out of the ordinary, they admire this qiē as much as the tourists as much as the masterpiece of nature and artists.

I sat in the passenger seat and looked up at my face in the rearview mirror. The silhouette is getting deeper, a little pale, and it is almost completely different from my student self. Strangely, neither Tomie, Sakiya, nor Hakkei asked about it. I know it's not because of the sluggishness and indulgence of the transition. I was in good spirits, and the results of the physical examination were healthier and more powerful than those of ordinary adults, but this face was like that of a patient...... What's going on?

I withdrew my gaze and gently stroked the quark.

Quark suddenly jumped onto my left hand, and unbelievably turned into a gray-black mist and burrowed into the magic pattern.

At that moment, countless pieces of information about the demons and quarks poured into my mind, and my brain swelled a little, but I quickly got used to it.

Quarks and demons fuse to form the Demon Queen, who has the power to manipulate shadows. Its state is anomalous, capable of changing its shape, and haunting the shadows, but it does not possess too strong attack ability, and lacks other means other than the attack methods of ordinary birds, only has the IQ of quarks themselves.

Even so, the quark's shadow ability combined with the host's power will produce a strange and powerful qualitative transformation.

The supernatural abilities I possessed, combined with the magic quark, gave me the illusion that if I wore a black robe, I would be a wizard living in the modern city.

Myths seem to be getting closer and closer to this world.

The body of the car shook slightly, and it seemed that it had been a long time, but there was still a long way to go. Is it so far from the villa to the police station?

I didn't speak, my eyelids were a little heavy, and my consciousness seemed to be drifting.

"Haven't you arrived yet? Ajiang. "To stay sober, I looked for words.

"It's only been on for less than three minutes." Tomie's voice was a little surprised, "What's wrong?" Ah Chuan looked absent-minded. ”

"Nothing, just suddenly feeling a little sleepy." I barely lifted my spirits, "It's weird, I'm not that weak, don't you think I've lost a lot of weight these days?" ”

"Why? At night, you're dreaming of a dragon and a tiger. Tomie stared ahead, his left hand reaching over to my crotch, "Look, it's tough, isn't it?" ”

"I'm not talking about this...... No, I mean, are we doing too much? I said vaguely, "Maybe I didn't sleep yesterday." ”

"I don't think your question is weird in the first place." Tomie glanced at me and said, "Ah Chuan, we are not ordinary people, whether it is spiritual or or, we are all extraordinary. ”

I shook my head vigorously, but to no avail, my vision blurred, and my body sank into the back of the seat as if I had lost my strength.

"I have to take a break."

"Really? Then lie down for a while. Tomie's voice seemed to come from afar, and I felt myself fall on my soft thighs, "I'll tell Jung......"

It's a little different from actually falling asleep, it seems to be just a nap. It was only a moment in the darkness of nothing, and I felt my consciousness again. I wanted to think about something, but my head was a mess. I'm not sure I'm awake, otherwise why wouldn't I feel anything? Only chaos surrounds itself.

Is this a dream? It's in a dream.

In this foggy state, I heard the two voices again, and they seemed faint at the other end of the distance. But in this world, it's just me and them, so I can't wait to know where they come from.

Every time I want to capture these two sounds, I wake up. But this time, I didn't choose to go near them, just lay quietly.

As a result, the voice moved closer on its own.

I heard it more clearly, two voices, one in front and one behind, unpredictable, but they were indeed approaching this way.

It's closer.

Crackling, it's the sound of footsteps.

Two footsteps, one cautious, one briskly chasing.

Hee-hee-hee, it was a childish laughter, like a girl, approaching for a while, swinging away again, like a butterfly shuttling among the flowers.

When the sound became clearer, there was only one footstep left.

"Seventy-six, five-four, three-two-one, see how I catch you;

Find the east to look to the west, and hide the cat there;

Wooden people, wooden people, come to the center;

The foul will disappear, and the moving out will be discarded. ”

The girl sang nursery rhymes loudly, her clear and innocent voice echoing in this chaotic world. The song floated past me, but I didn't see anyone.

Ah, I'm dreaming, because I can't see it because my eyes are closed. But am I not in the car? Where did the girl come from?

My mind was pulling out of the mire, the feeling of chaos was fading, and I knew I was about to wake up.

The girl's voice was gone, and it could no longer be heard, but more voices came in.

Drain ...... Is it raining? I can't feel the shaking of the body, did it stop?

There was a loud thunderclap that seemed to blow the whole world apart. I sat up in a daze, and when I opened my eyes, a sharp light flickered at my side, which lasted for a long time, illuminating the front of me in a miserable white. With the help of this light, I saw the huge pattern of blue tiles on the ground stretching repeatedly, and at the foreground stood a statue of the Virgin Mary, a white veil hanging from its head and gently rolling with the candle flame at its feet.

I hadn't come back to my senses, and I fell into darkness again. Suddenly, there was a loud "bang" from the near side, and my heart seemed to stop beating for a moment. I jumped up from the ground and looked in horror at the source of the sound, only to see a window babbling and swaying, and a gust of wind suddenly swept down on me with cold rain.

There was another flash of lightning and thunder, and the shadows of the trees outside the window swayed like demons dancing in the storm.

The water stains and the cold wind calmed me down again, but they couldn't answer the worries and doubts in my heart. The weather, the smells, the sights, and the touches here are all telling me that this qiē is real. But how did you get here? What kind of place is this?

I remember very well that before I woke up, I was sitting in the car with Tomie on the way to the police station.

It was daytime, and now it's night. Did I miss my daytime work? Tomie: Where are they now? I searched around, but there was no clue, and I was the only one in this hall where there was only the sound of wind and rain. Even though I am accustomed to seeing all kinds of strange events, when I wake up and find that the environment around me has inexplicably changed dramatically, and it is so lonely and dead, I still can't help but feel anxious.

"Tomie" I shouted, and was drowned out by the rolling thunder, so I let go of my throat and shouted the names of the others: "Jung Pan Tomoe"

The only answer to me is the sound of tyrannical wind and rain.

I took a deep breath and suppressed the doubt in my heart. Something had to be done, I thought, and I went to the blown window, closed it again, and then looked at my place again with the help of the lightning that swept by from time to time.

It was a large hall with high ceilings, furnishings and structures like in a church, but there were no benches or pulpits. There's not much to do here, so it's extra empty. The three-figure-tall statue of the Virgin Mary stood alone opposite, the candle flame at his feet had been blown out, leaving only the light veil of his head fluttering gently. She smiled implicitly, curvy, and lowered her head to stare at the baby in her arms.

Another flash of lightning struck, and Maria's face suddenly became vivid, and her gaze seemed to fall on mine, startling me and taking a few steps back. I looked back with horror, only to find that it was just an illusion.

On either side of the statue of the Virgin is the entrance to the rear of the building, which is pitch black and unsettling.

The light of the lightning did not only shine from the windows on both sides, but I also noticed that there was also some light from behind the statue of the Virgin, from top to bottom, so that the silhouette of the Virgin Mary was very clear in the dark night. I looked for the source of the light and found that it was a two-metre-high window behind the head of the Virgin.

Only the small window was painted, and the rest of the window glass was very ordinary. I can't really see what is painted in that painted window, but when the light and shadow are intertwined, the pane gives people a very strong symbolic impression.

A circle on the top and a cross on the bottom, like a key, and like a feminine sign.

My gaze continued upwards to inspect the ceiling, and my body couldn't help but take a few steps back, only to be hit by a hard, thick object on my back. I woke up and looked back to see a wooden door.

It should be the door of the main hall, is it open to the outside? But was this gate originally located in this place?

As soon as this doubt arose, I didn't just secretly scold myself for being stupid. Judging from the structure and sense of space of the hall, there is nothing out of harmony with this door here.

Suddenly a thought arose to open the door and see where I was from the outside.

The thought was so strong that I immediately grabbed the three-meter-long deadbolt that was placed horizontally on the card and tried to pull it out. However, I tried my best, http://shushuw.cn/shu/27609/4239783.html and it didn't move, even though I tried to do it, and it didn't move. Then I tried to pry it up and push it out, but to no avail. It's like sticking to the door, making one wonder if it's just a decoration.

Maybe there was a mechanism, but I fumbled for a while and couldn't find anything like that.

I was finally convinced that I couldn't open the door, and I couldn't help but be a little discouraged.

By the way, isn't there still a mobile phone rationed by the Security Service? I quickly reached into my pocket, but I searched everywhere I could hide my phone. Not only that, but it also made me aware of an even more terrible truth.

The wallet, the revolver and the dagger are gone. Now I can be described as poor and white. But how is this possible? Who hid all his things?

I stood still for a moment, sorting out the thoughts and memories in my head, putting all the doubts aside and allowing myself to see the most important facts.

It seems that there is only one way forward.

The half-open doors on either side of the Virgin Mary beckoned to me.

I glanced at the magic pattern on my left wrist, and my heart moved, and a thick gray mist came out and turned into a crow quark. Quark landed on my shoulder, looking around uneasily but keenly.

In addition to it, the Speedloom and Chain Determination talents don't seem to work.

What a weird place.

I recalled those two voices, and the girl who sang nursery rhymes, who seemed to be playing hide and seek with another person. I couldn't see her at the time because she was real and in this building?

At this moment, the sound of a snapping chase sounded again, coming from behind the door in front of him, and he returned home empty in the hall.

"Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee......"

The girl's laughter stopped suddenly.

At that moment, I saw a petite figure standing in the shadow of the door on the left, and she seemed to see me, but she was too frightened to come out.

"Hi, good evening." I lowered my voice and tried to be friendly.

After all, on such a stormy night, a soaking wet stranger standing in an empty hall is almost a replica of a nightmare scene from a horror fairy tale for a young girl, right?

As if to frighten her, the girl's already unclear silhouette disappeared into the darkness, and the sound of clackling footsteps quickly faded away.

Without thinking, I stepped along

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