He raised his right hand and aimed in that direction with the revolver, then turned slowly and looked over.

In the faint light, he saw a branch shaking and almost falling.

"Is this telling me to scare myself?" Klein twitched the corner of his mouth, swung his cane, and knocked down the branch.

He continued to move forward, and faint cries and moans began to appear in his ears, and transparent, fuzzy, and almost invisible "shadows" were reflected in his eyes.

Feeling the breath of living people and the warmth of flesh and blood, these shadows rushed over one after another.

Klein was startled, and immediately ran, stomping and rushing into the main entrance of the gray-blue house.

Is this what the captain said about feeling the atmosphere? It is indeed much scarier than the time when he helped Sir Deville... Resentment is obviously more dull than "Shadow", and it is not aggressive... He walked towards the altar in the center of the living room while thinking. It was a round table full of Crude puppets, and three unlit candles.

Dunn Smith was standing in front of the altar, with his back to Klein, picking up puppets one by one to watch.

"Corpse Collector" Frye watched the floating "shadows" quietly, trying to reach out to comfort them, but he could only pass through feebly, and the "shadows" didn't attack him, as if they regarded him as their own kind .

Seeing Klein's arrival, Leonard Mitchell changed his tone, and his voice became low and magnetic: "This is a peaceful morning,"

"Just for that quieter pathos."

"Only heard through the withered autumn leaves"

"The sound of chestnuts falling gently to the ground." (Note 1)

...

In the slow and gentle singing of poetry, Klein seemed to see a lake reflecting the moonlight, and saw the red moon quietly hanging high in the sky.

Those "shadows" calmed down, no longer chasing the breath of living people and the warmth of flesh and blood.

Dunn put down the puppet in his hand, turned around, and said to Klein, "This is a terrible curse ceremony. Fortunately, we have destroyed it."

"You arrange the ritual first, appease the remaining spirituality, and then try to channel spirits to see if you can get clues from them."

Klein, who realized that he was no longer a burden, immediately raised his chest and said, "Yes, Captain."

He reached the altar in two or three steps, reached out and swept the puppets out of the round table.

At this time, out of the corner of his eye, he saw that each puppet had a different name and corresponding information.

"Captain, did you find anyone you know?" Klein asked casually.

After asking, he looked at Dunn, and Dunn looked at him again, and both sides fell into silence.

I'm so stupid... how could I ask the captain's memory test question! Klein almost covered his face and sighed.

If I were another leader, I would definitely find an opportunity to wear small shoes for me in the future. Fortunately, fortunately, the captain will forget about this matter... I really don't know if this is an advantage or a disadvantage... He is half grateful and half joking thinking.

After more than ten seconds of silence, Dunn seemed to finally distinguish reality from dreams, and said, "There is someone you know."

"Who?" Klein stopped the movement of rearranging the candles.

"Joyce Meyer, a survivor of the 'Clover tragedy'." Dunn replied succinctly.

Joyce Meyer? Anna's fianc�... Klein suddenly thought of the matter that Sols in the workhouse seemed to be instigated and induced by others, so he broke out in advance and tried to set fire.

He withdrew his right hand and said in a deep voice, "'Instigator' Tris?" JrNovels.com