Transcendent Dawn

　　 The steam train of White Eagle Union has been speeded up several times and has reached a speed of about 50 kilometers per hour.

　　 The long train drove through a large expanse of wilderness, and the fragrance of vegetation seemed to be heard from the open windows.

　　 Thulhu rubbed his eyes, yawned, and put the magazine on his face, raising his head as if he had fallen asleep.

　　 Through this cover, he began to use the [Spirit Medium] professional skill-the soul out of the body!

boom!

　　 As if falling from a high altitude in my sleep.

　　 His body twitched, and the surrounding scene suddenly changed.

　　 Everything in the carriage lost its color, everyone's expression became numb, and the world was covered with a hazy veil.

　　 Thulhu turned his head, and could see his'body' strangely, and the magazine covered the eyes that were turning white just right.

correct!

　　 [Spirit Medium] When he cast his soul out of his body, the expression he rolled his eyes was exactly the same as the **** sticks seen on TV before! It made Thulhu very embarrassing.

　　 He glanced around and found out again.

　　 "Did not throw me out of the train directly... Does this represent the out-of-aperture spirit body, anchored by its own body?"

　　Because of his unfamiliar skills, he dare not venture to explore, so he can only wander around his body.

　　He first stood by the girl next door, looked at her, and found that she hadn't noticed it at all.

　　 Immediately, he waved in front of the old couple opposite, and received no response at all.

　　 Along with the expansion of the scope of exploration, his courage gradually increased, passing through the carriage block and peering into the next door.

"Meow!"

　　 At this moment, a black cat squatting at the feet of a certain woman suddenly raised its head and shouted at Thulhu like a demonstration.

　　‘Animals, especially cats and crows, are very sensitive to spirits...but that’s all! Thinking of a certain record, Thulhu waits without panic.

　　 "Do Mi, my dear Do Mi!"

　　 A chubby woman picked up the black cat and stroked it gently: "What's wrong with you?"

　　 The black cat had puzzled pupils, and along with being fluffed, he made a grunting grunting sound of satisfaction, as if he had completely forgotten what had happened before.

　　‘It seems that I just noticed the change, but I can’t directly observe the source...’

　　 Thulhu nodded, walked through the wooden wall again, and came to the third workshop.

　　 The atmosphere inside is weird, and there are a few brawny men sitting with fierce eyes.

　　‘Don’t be a robber, right? ’

　　 Thulhu got into their duffel bags surprisingly and found that there were no weapons, so he left with confidence and returned to his compartment.

　　 With the prolonged time for the soul to leave the body, he has felt a lot of bad news.

　　 For example... the surrounding objects are getting more and more horrible, and the iron and steel products are covered with rust, which is a bad omen.

　　‘The danger of the soul coming out of the body is not only due to the dangerous spirit body encountered, but also because once the distance is too far, or the spiritual world travels for too long, there is a risk of being affected and assimilated! ’

　　 Compared with the body, the soul is too fragile.

　　 Thulhu returned to his carriage, preparing to return to his body.

　　 Just then, his eyes condensed.

　　 Among the old couple opposite him, the old man who has been dozing off is in a state of something wrong.

　　 A faint trace of spirit seems to want to get out of his eyes, nostrils and other seven orifices.

　　 It's not that he is preparing to cast a spell, but it seems that life is about to come to an end!

　　 "Aging and death...this is the inevitable horror of mankind!"

　　 Thulhu The soul is merged into the body, quietly looking at the old couple in front of him, with complex expressions in his eyes.

　　 From the outside, they are very affectionate and healthy.

　　 But only he knew that the old man's body was almost at its limit, and he almost couldn't sustain his soul.

　　‘I hope he can support it longer, I don’t want to see him die in front of me! ’

　　 Thulhu looks very helpless.

　　 Although there is no such thing as touching porcelain in this world, there are people dead in the carriage. He and other passengers will definitely be called by the railway police officer to interrogate them. It is very troublesome and very troublesome.

　　 Regarding any trouble, he hopes to avoid it as much as possible.

　　 "Two!"

　　 He took the initiative to speak, and talked with the old couple opposite: "You go to Port Posey?"

"Yes it is!"

　　 After looking at each other, the more energetic wife replied: "My husband and I are from there, but it has been a long time since I went back. This time, we want to settle there."

　　 "Return to...hometown?"

　　Thulhu muttered to himself, it was obvious that the old man had some premonitions. His own inspiration knew something, so he urged him to fulfill some of his wishes.

　　 "Hello, this is Dora!"

　　 The girl next to Thulhu seemed to have long been unable to stand the quiet atmosphere of the car before. When Thulhu opened her mouth, she immediately started talking: "I am a reporter and want to go to Bossi Harbor for an interview!"

　　 "I have just graduated, and I am going to take an interesting graduation trip!" Thulhu looked still and authentic.

　　 "So it was a college student?"

　　Dora's eyes lit up, and she felt a little more awe out of thin air.

　　 In this era, college students are very cherished talents. They can be regarded as high-level intellectuals and reserve forces in the upper class. They can be widely respected wherever they go.

　　 It looks like she, just because she came out of an ordinary grammar school and was able to write a manuscript, she found a job as a reporter, and the income was pretty good.

　　 "Um... St. George's University!"

　　 Thulhu talked casually: "Although the city of Niah is not too far from Posi Port~www.NovelMTL.com~, there are still several hours of trains. Why do you want to interview?"

　　 Potentially he wanted to ask, is there something big happening in Port of Bossi recently?

"There is no way..." Dora's face collapsed: "Newspapers need sales, and journalists like us are driven to all places where they can be driven away. Without good, first-hand, and hot enough news, it's difficult. Get free..."

"About the newspaper... I remember when I was a kid..." The old man opposite seemed to have some memories: "At that time...there was no newspaper in the Federation, only word-of-mouth stories... In Port Posey, there was a strange beak. the legend of."

　　 "Bird beak?"

　　 Thulhu raised his brows, it was obvious that he was interested.

　　 Well, in the twilight period of the gods, the extraordinary powers are hidden, and some of the deeds of Extraordinaries have become ghost legends.

　　 And now, it is entirely possible that they will be performed in reality.

"Yes, weird beak..." The old gentleman came to talk about sex, and his cheeks became slightly ruddy: "This is a strange story in my hometown of Posey Harbor. It is rumored that weird beaks are not just one person, but a group! They have faces. It is the appearance of a crow, acting in the dark, wherever it goes, it brings ominousness! It is also called the "dead bird"!"

　　 "Ominous?"

　　 Dora habitually took out a pen and paper: "Why I heard that they are magical doctors who can cure many diseases?"

"Ha ha……"

　　 The old gentleman shook his head: "This is one of the sayings, but what I heard when I was a child was a horror story. It is said that the places they pass by must have diseases and plagues, and they like to cruelly smash corpses..."