Chapter 46 Bruchard

It was already six o'clock. Hao Ren hurriedly washed his face to wash away the drowsiness caused by sleeping for more than ten hours before, and went to the restaurant on the first floor with Vivian, who was full of resentment due to poor rest. Behind the two of them was Lily, who looked like a wandering spirit: the werewolf girl had been energetic since midnight last night, and now it was finally her "nap time" again, and she was as sleepy as a dead dog again.

Hao Ren really thought it was amazing that a person's biological clock could be so powerful.

"Landlord, I want to sleep... I also want to have lunch, and I also want to lie down on the floor to rest..." Lily mumbled after Hao Ren, her voice weak, as if she was tired of playing and stayed at the master's feet and refused to move. She looks like a dog, but even Vivian doesn't dare to say it clearly at this juncture: Lily's self-esteem as a "werewolf" is extremely strong. Even in this sleepwalking state, you have to compare her with a domestic dog. She will still jump up and bite you all over, and you can't even withstand a bite from her even if you wear a three-layer stab-proof vest.

"Breakfast should be eaten at this hour." Hao Ren looked at the morning light outside the restaurant that was not completely bright yet, and helplessly reminded the confused werewolf next to him. London has gotten rid of the embarrassment of the industrial smog city, but the climatic conditions of foggy mornings, thick clouds, and changeable weather in this area have not changed. The weather today is not very good. Although the sun has risen, the sky outside still looks bright. It's a bit dark, and it's going to be either dense fog or cloudy skies over the next few hours.

"Look, it's over there." Vivian suddenly tugged at the corner of Hao Ren's clothes and pointed to a very conspicuous table outside the restaurant, "That 'Nangong', he's quite punctual. I didn't even expect this." A guy who has something to do with a witcher, tsk tsk.”

Because Nangong may have something to do with the demon hunter (there is even a one percent chance of being a "genuine"), so Vivian has an instinctive dissatisfaction with him. Hostility can't be mentioned for the time being, but behind his back You definitely won't be smiling when you mention it.

"After watching yesterday's TV, I suddenly felt that there is no need for us to go with this dangerous person." Hao Ren hesitated a little, "The area around the Yoford Castle is full of people, all looking for ghosts in the past. Do we still need a guide?”

"Why not?" Vivian rolled her eyes at Hao Ren, "Do you know how to get to Bruchard from London?"

Hao Ren was stunned. He had really forgotten this.

At this time, Mr. Nangong had also seen Hao Ren and the three of them, and immediately waved to say hello. He looked friendly and friendly. Seeing that it was unrealistic to turn around and leave at this time, Hao Ren had no choice but to accept the invitation. Then Vivian and Lily greeted him: "Good morning."

"Good morning, you guys are not too late," Nangong smiled slightly, and then looked at Lily, who was wandering behind Hao Ren with her eyes closed, a little stunned, "Um, what's wrong with this girl?"

"I'm still jet lagged, I'm taking a nap at this time," Hao Ren shrugged helplessly, "Should we leave now? Or should we eat here first and then leave?"

Nangong said that he was not in a hurry, and he could not miss the train even if he was ten or twenty minutes later, so Hao Ren simply decided to fill his stomach first: this hotel provides free breakfast buffet to every guest, and he had to check out before checking out. Eat the book back. Lily was getting more and more sleepy at this time, and was about to be close to unconsciousness. But the amazing thing was that the werewolf girl didn't delay eating in this situation: Hao Ren followed Lily's recipe and made it for her. After a plate of dishes, Lily closed her eyes and relied on her sense of smell to finish it all, not even a hair was left...

Nangong watched in amazement, which made Hao Ren and Vivian nervous. They were afraid that the guy known as the demon hunter would see Lily's inhuman nature from Lily's special condition. In the end, either Nangong was really a A charlatan, or a parallel importer - he was amazed, never expecting that the "demon" he wanted to hunt was sitting next to him.

After breakfast, a group of people went to the front desk to complete the check-out procedures and left the hotel with their luggage. Hao Ren and the other three actually didn't have much luggage. They only had a large travel bag in total. Logically speaking, the men on site should be responsible for carrying such things, but Vivian unceremoniously tied the large bag to Lily's body. : The latter suddenly carried dozens of extra kilograms of weight in a half-asleep state, and ended up still falling asleep! With her eyes closed like that, Vivian treated her like a coolie and followed Hao Ren, smelling the smell just like yesterday.

"The only advantage is that she is strong. It would be a waste of talent not to let her carry her." Vivian saw the strange look on Hao Ren's face and waved her hand nonchalantly, "Don't worry, she is happy in her heart - Although I'm sleeping now."

Hao Ren felt awkward for a while. He saw Lily sleeping and carrying three people's luggage behind her, walking like a frustrated little daughter-in-law (purely psychological). In the end, he couldn't help but step forward and take the bag of things. Putting it on his back: "Forget it, don't bully her."

Lily opened her eyes drowsily, and she actually knew what happened: "Thank you, landlord, I'm not tired..."

Vivian snorted: "Inexplicable macho mentality, you haven't made any progress in so many years."

Hao Ren laughed dryly and glanced at Nangong next to him. This tall and thin man who called himself a demon hunter had much more luggage than the three of them. He was truly worthy of being a man who travels around the world every three to five days. His luggage alone is only It was bigger than the suitcase on Hao Ren's back: it was an extra-large suitcase that looked sturdy and heavy. It was one size larger than the suitcase that Lily dragged when she came home. The sound of dragging it on the cement road was loud. The sky is ringing, God knows what's inside.

"What's in this box of yours?" Vivian was worthy of her maturity (she couldn't hear these four words), and she immediately asked curiously like an innocent girl.

"It's all for 'work'," Nangong dragged a huge suitcase, but still kept his clean and elegant image, matching it with a white shirt and black trousers, even though he was dragging a suitcase half a person's height behind him. He looked like a successful entrepreneur rushing to a meeting, "I use them to fight evil. This box of things has suppressed at least three figures of evil spirits."

"Real demon hunters don't need so many tools," Vivian returned to Hao Ren and lowered her voice and said, "They are their own weapons. It seems we can rest assured."

What Hao Ren was thinking about at this time was: Why is there such a big gap in image between them all if they are men? When someone drags such a big suitcase, he looks like an entrepreneur going to a meeting. No matter how he carries the suitcase, he looks like he is walking on the road to ask for salary...

In this way, the two parties, who had their own agenda (is this an appropriate use of this idiom?), embarked on a journey to the town of Broushar. In any case, it would be easier to have a professional who often travels far and is familiar with the road to lead the way. Many things happened, but with Nangong's help, Hao Ren and his party finally managed not to get lost in the ancient and intricate streets of London and boarded the train to their destination smoothly.

There was no conversation all the way, and the four of us bounced around in the car for a whole day.

Because there was a stranger around them, Hao Ren and Vivian couldn't talk about too many confidential things. The journey seemed particularly dull. The only thing worth mentioning was that Lily woke up from a "nap" in the middle of the journey, and then slumped on the train seat. After half a day, she started to feel sleepy again when the bus was about to arrive. Fortunately, she was so happy before going out, but after arriving in England, she could only sleep and be in a daze. She finally had some free time and wandered around in the car.

It was almost dusk when the train arrived at Bruchard Station, and very few people got off the train. It seemed that not everyone was interested in coming to such a remote place to do mischief. Hao Ren came to the platform of the small station following the friendly voice of his native language, and found that the place was more remote and desolate than he had imagined.

The small train station is extremely small, with only two railways passing through it, one of which is still abandoned. The small station is basically surrounded by bare wasteland, with yellow-brown gravel and gravel filling the field of vision. The only green spots are weeds and shrubs that grow randomly in the wind. From the station, you can see the town of Bruchard not far away. The buildings in the town are somewhat old, and the whole town is very small, even close to a village.

I don't know how this town was built, but it is located in such a place where birds don't poop. The feng shui of this place reminded Hao Ren of the Heavenly Office on Earth - that is, Bastard Tuozi.

Nangong sniffed in the air, with an interested expression on his face: "I smell the breath of the 'big guy'."