The Modern Age of the Mysterious

Sean suddenly opened the door: "Arya!"

Aaliyah's pale face showed an unbelievable look: "You are really here..."

"Come in!" Even at this moment, Sean didn't let his guard down. He helped Arya into the room and quickly closed the door. The spiritual essence spread out, paying attention to the situation in the building, "How did you escape?"

Sean found that Arya's hands were cold and greasy. He turned on the living room light and found Arya's hands covered in blood.

Looking closely, there were two penetrating wounds in her palm, and the blood that could not be coagulated was still flowing slowly.

"They did this?" Sean wrapped Arya's hands with the mist of elixir.

Aaliyah's body temperature dropped very fast. After seeing Sean, she couldn't even keep standing and slipped and sat on the ground.

Only then did Sean realize that there were more than two wounds on Arya's body.

She was barefoot and had horrific wounds on the backs of her feet.

"These bastards!" Shawn growled, tightening all the spiritual essences, and using the mist of the elixir to heal Arya with all his strength.

But my sister's wound showed no signs of getting better. Her blood and body temperature are still passing fast.

Arya huddled in Sean's arms, her long hair disheveled: "It's useless...

"They told me that if I run away, the holy wound will not heal and I will die... It seems that what they said is true."

Arya's lips were pale the same color as her face, and the blood spots on her face were particularly red: "Sean, I knew you would come to me... You fool..."

Sean was thinking about what to do with all his strength, but he had no other way but to drain all the spiritual power in his body to try to heal the so-called "sacred wound".

Aaliyah's eyes began to lose focus: "Go home, Sean. Take care of yourself and your dad - since mom left, his heart has been broken, and dad is very pitiful...

"You're also very pitiful, Sean." Arya stroked Sean's cheek, her eyes became more and more sloppy, as if she saw something in the distance through Sean, "It's so cold. Winter is coming. , I have to knit you sweaters quickly, remember to buy wool when you go to the city tomorrow...

"Dad wants black, you want blue and white."

Sean opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

"Brother, why did you turn off the lights? I haven't finished speaking yet..." Aaliyah smiled angrily, her eyes narrowed, her soul was passing.

Sean suddenly opened his eyes. He was lying on the bed now, staring at the ceiling of the bedroom.

Tears were cold on the pillows, but those on the temples were still warm.

The sun was hiding behind the curtains, as if he didn't dare to disturb his sleep.

He rolled over and rushed to the living room, looking at the ground where Arya was lying - there was nothing there, no corpse, and no blood.

"God..." Sean took two steps back and sat down on the chair.

He had never felt so blessed that a dream was a dream.

He held his forehead: "This **** dream is too real - grass!" He cursed, venting his excess emotions.

After a long delay, I could finally analyze the reason for the dream seriously: "Since I found out that Aaliyah was kidnapped by Judas Ring, I was too anxious, that's why I had such a dream.

"On the other hand, my subconscious is also urging me to continue investigating quickly..."

Sean took out the explorer playing cards, split words in his mind, translated them into codes, and injected spiritual power into them rhythmically.

The connected playing cards will send out the same vibration, and the other party only needs to translate the spiritual vibration into letters, and then the message can be transmitted.

However, the distance of this special effect of explorer playing cards is limited and cannot exceed 20 kilometers.

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Sean once again came to the "Haleywood Textile and Garment Factory" where the corpse of the witch was found before.

This time, instead of going through the main entrance, he walked into the alley of the building next to the former site of the textile factory, and put on the mask of "Unknown Sea" in a no-man's place.

There was a steel fire ladder on the side of the old building, but the bottom ladder didn't come down, so Sean couldn't climb up with his bare hands.

After confirming that no one was around, Sean used the tentacles of the spiritual substance to wrap around the fire ladder about four meters above the ground. With the help of the force of jumping up, the spiritual substance tightened at the same time, just like using the spiritual substance to do pull-ups. Climb up the fire stairs.

From the perspective of non-spiritual vision, Sean has just completed a high jump that is far beyond ordinary people.

Climbing along the fire ladder to the top of the building, Sean saw the back of a man in jeans and a work jacket, staring blankly into the distance.

"A new style of dressing." Before, Moonlight would choose a shirt, a suit or a trench coat to go out.

At this time, he was wearing work clothes, and his back looked a bit funny and helpless. Sean was wearing a brown trench coat, which was much more high-end than Moonlight in terms of bearing and appearance.

Moonlight turned around, looked up and down at Sean's outfit, and sighed, "Winnie said that you can only wear this kind of...dirt-resistant clothes on assignments in the future."

Sean held back his smile: "It doesn't matter, anyway, you are wearing a mask now, and others won't recognize you as a 'pianist on the ocean'."

Moonlight heard Sean's pride, squinted his eyes under the mask, and took out a cigarette with a slightly exaggerated movement.

Click, click. Sean's arm didn't seem to be his own, and was driven by the "willful" lighter, sending the newly ignited flame under the smoke.

Yueguang raised her eyebrows happily: "Oh, it's really flattering that a gentleman dressed in fashion should light a cigarette for my little brother as a worker..."

Sean took back the lighter angrily, already regretting that he didn't exchange this unfortunate thing for fifty NZD.

In order to prevent Sean from having another chance to regain a city, Moonlight led the topic to the right path: "The address of the mission should be the house next to the fire, right? Is that the one you mentioned to me, Haleywood Textile Factory? "

Sean nodded: "That's right. I found the witch corpse here before. But at the time, I realized that the idea of ​​​​staying here, their symbol was blindfolded - this symbol means that they have something to say .

"There is no clear direction of investigation for the information about Judas Ring, so I decided to find out about the Haleywood Textile Mill. Maybe I can find clues about Judas Ring, or clues about Arya's whereabouts."

Moonlight clenched his fist and pinched his knuckles: "This place looks much brighter than Lewin's underground...

"It wasn't a good thing last time - after the King-level trouble, I don't feel nervous about going anywhere now."

Xiao En remembered Moonlight's heartless performance before, and wondered in his heart: Have you really been nervous?

The two jumped directly from the rooftop to the top of the former site of the textile factory, opened a door that had been sealed for a long time, and approached the interior of the building.

Although Sean just complained about the lack of tension in Moonlight, but he also found his growth in mental strength - he clearly remembers ~www.NovelMTL.com~ the first time he walked in this old fire site, looking out the window When the incoming sunlight illuminates the dark and dilapidated abandoned factory, there is a clear sense of fear in my heart.

But at this moment, under the mask of the unknown sea, although he is still vigilant, it is difficult to call him "fear".

Sean and Moonlight have different perceptions: "Without fear, you won't be blinded by fear..."

Going down the stairs from the top floor, we came to the third floor again. Sean stood at the place where he saw the vision before and said to Moonlight, "I try to communicate with them. If there is any abnormality, you can wake me up with the sound of the piano."

After finishing speaking, Sean closed his eyes and focused his attention on the root of the gods, and the spiritual essence that was much denser than the last time diffused.

The flames from many years ago began to burn again. The thirty-three female workers who lost their mouths stood quietly in the flames, with tears in their eyes, silently protesting this inhuman tragedy.

The unknown sea seems to be isolated from the heat of the fire. This time Sean feels a lot calmer and taller: "Under your guidance, I once found a lost soul. However, I found that you still What do you want to say - please say it, I will listen to your experiences and hardships with devotion and solemnity..."

The dialogue with the spirit body or the will of the past must be formal. This is the only way to show respect and convey kindness after crossing the gap between life and death. So Sean had already made a draft of his speech before.

The female worker standing nearest didn't answer, she just raised an arm - there was **** flesh under the cracked black skin, even so, the inextinguishable flame was still burning on this arm.

The meaning of this past illusion was conveyed to Sean's mind: after experiencing our pain, you are qualified to listen.