Chapter 158 Hunting Master

At this time, the sun was shining slantingly, and there was no sunlight in the courtyard, crawling in the shadow of the house.

"What can happen in broad daylight?!"

James forced himself to calm down, but he couldn't help but feel a little frightened in his heart.

Because it was roughly the same time when the police officers entered the house yesterday.

Nick's body flashed with a light red fire spirit shield, and his armor lit up with orange flame flower patterns: "Let's go, go in!"

After saying that, he took the lead and walked up the steps under the eaves.

The steps are made of wood, and the middle part has a smooth texture after long-term friction. When people step on them, they will make a squeaking sound.

The door was ajar, and there was a strong sense of darkness inside.

The team members followed closely and entered the house.

There was a wind blowing from the courtyard, and James suddenly felt a chill all over his body. The spring wind was not so biting!

He couldn't help but shiver, tightened his clothes, turned around and walked towards the other side of the street.

What he didn't see was that the yellow leaves in the courtyard were blown up by the whirlwind, flying in the low altitude, and a vague human shape transformed into them.

The humanoid head twisted, as if looking sideways at the door of the house.

Then, the wind suddenly stopped, and pieces of yellow leaves fell, throwing a pattern like a smiling face on the ground.

In the irregular circle, the two eyes are several leaves, and the other leaves form an amazingly curved mouth that takes up most of the face.

James felt better after walking into the sunshine.

He turned around and looked at the door of the house. The wind had stopped and the leaves were falling in the courtyard.

. . . .

After Krone entered the room, the first thing he saw was a passage. At the door was a cabinet for shoes, with several pairs of women's shoes on top.

The house felt cool and cool, and there was still the slightest smell of rotting flesh.

He opened the door wide and pulled the shoe cabinet over to hold it against the door.

Having a sharp nose is not a good thing. He felt a little miserable, so he thought about ventilating the house.

After walking through the passage, we came to a spacious place.

"It's a little unusually dark here." Jason turned and looked around. "I've been to this town before, and the houses with the same layout here have good lighting."

Del had lit the emergency torch, illuminating the room.

A very ordinary living room, with an upward staircase at the end.

A set of sofas sit against the wall. The fabric is torn near the base of the sofa, revealing the dark brown horsehair padding.

In the middle is the dining table, covered with a black and white checkered tablecloth, and several plates placed on top.

There are two chairs facing each other at the dining table.

At this time, Kroun smelled the faint smell of blood that was masked by the rancid smell in the room. He walked around, looking for the source of the smell.

Finally, he reached the dining table, where the smell of blood and rancidity reached its peak.

He lowered his head and saw several plates stained with yellow-green spots, and there were fine black and red blood condensations on the tablecloths.

He found a clean spot on the tablecloth, put his hands on it, brought the plate to his nose, and smelled it gently.

Thanks to his super sense of smell, his nasal cavity was even more stimulated.

Crown put down his plate, pinched his nose, and let out a long breath.

"There are blood stains on the table," Jason touched it with his hand. "Based on my experience, the blood clotting time is within a day."

The team members all came together, and Nick made a swipe at Del.

The other party understood, took out a handful of development dust, and threw it in the living room.

White fluorescence flashed, and a palm-sized black humanoid outline burst out from inside, with several small line segments next to it.

"One, two, three, four. There are four evil spirits in the house, one of which is quite powerful. Those police officers should have disappeared because of this." Nick frowned slightly, "The evil spirits first found an old lady living alone, and finally And arrest all the investigating police officers?"

"There should be something else. The evil spirits devouring life force and soul will not cause so much blood stains." Jason said, bent down and looked under the table. "There is still a pool of blood stains under the chair."

Nick nodded slightly: "Have you discovered anything else?"

Crown nodded at the table: "These plates were filled with things like flesh and blood, and in the end, they were licked clean by something."

"Also, I think there's something wrong with that Father Peter."

"What's wrong? What's the basis for your judgment?" Nick asked softly.

Crown said "Yeah": "I have become sensitive to smells recently. Peter behaves like a dying old man, but there is an inexplicable smell of decay in people who are about to reach the end of their lives. He There is no such smell on me, but a faint smell of perfume.”

In fact, he only said half of what he said. He felt a sense of awkwardness when he saw the priest here, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

"What you said makes sense. Many ordinary people will feel the sense of decay from their bodies when they get older." Jason agreed and then said:

"However, this priest is an extraordinary person. Even if the bodies of many devout clergymen begin to decay, they will not emit signs of decay. I think Father Peter is still normal."

"Maybe it's my misunderstanding." Crown spread his hands and did not continue to argue.

There is no reason for his feeling, it is entirely the subjective consciousness of the sixth sense.

"I don't think there is anything wrong with that priest, I just wonder why he is still serving in the church at such an old age. Positions that can manage churches should be in high demand now, right?" Torres asked.

Not to mention other hidden incomes, the church's sanctuary can purify the lowest level of gray spirit coins into gold spirit coins. This alone will cause a lot of people to compete for a church manager.

In Torres' view, Captain Nick would probably not work in the Security Bureau if he had been offered a job as a church supervisor.

"Father Peter has been working in the church in this town for decades, and I have passed by here several times. I was honored by his hospitality half a year ago," Jason said with a nostalgic look on his face. "He can cook very delicious steaks." , the taste is comparable to Crown’s craftsmanship.”

"That's too far away." Jason swallowed the saliva that flowed out unconsciously and continued:

"Father Peter has very senior qualifications. He has discovered more than a dozen outstanding priests and Crusaders. Now several of these people are outstanding second-level transcendental beings, and they all hold important positions in the church.

He also has a son who serves in the church's Inquisition Hall and is also a very powerful second-level exorcist priest.

As long as Peter didn't make it clear that he was going to leave, no one would force him to leave. After all, judging from his current posture, he is not far away from being summoned by our Lord. "

"That's right." Torres nodded. He understood that Father Peter was at least related to his son's financial future.

Unless a strong third-level person is deployed, not many people would be willing to turn against a second-level pastor. Those who have ideas for the church manager position here would not be too late to wait a few years before fighting for it.

"Stop talking about these gossipy rumors, we only need to deal with these evil spirits and monsters that are easier to deal with," Nick said with a smile:

"Let's go upstairs and have a look. There is an attic above the second floor. The file says that the old lady disappeared in the attic."

"Be careful. It can be seen from the performance of the Apparition Dust that the evil spirits are still entrenched here and have not left," Jason added.

"Del, Torres, you two are walking in front of me."

After Kroun finished speaking, he continued to ask: "If evil spirits are playing hide and seek with us, how should we deal with it?"

He is not afraid of evil spirits, but there is nothing he can do if evil spirits hide themselves.

Evil spirits can pass through most objects, and buildings are their best hiding places. You can't demolish the whole building just to find the evil spirit, right? !

"If the evil spirit hides and cannot shrink out, it will be a big project. It needs to squeeze its activity space bit by bit to force it out." A trace of fierceness flashed on Jason's face. "The best way is to When they reveal themselves they deliver a fatal blow."

Next to the stairs leading to the second floor, there is an oil painting hanging.

This is a bust of a middle-aged man wearing a tan cowboy hat, a pipe in his mouth, and a shrewd smile on his face.

The color of the oil painting is not bright and it must be a long time old.

Sunlight slanted in through the white window screen, shining on the left side of the painting.

Nick walked up the stairs and saw the door to the side of the hallway open.

He stood at the door, waiting for the other team members to come up.

When Crown walked up to the second floor and turned in, the smile of the man in the painting changed from shrewd to fierce, and his eyes turned to the direction where everyone disappeared.

The beam of light on the wall became distorted, and a black shadow stuck below the oil painting. The painting and the shadow merged into one, as if they were what they were originally.

. . . .

James was a little nervous while waiting on the road. Even under the sun, he felt uncomfortable all over.

"Maybe it's too much pressure." He patted his forehead and decided to smoke a cigarette to relieve stress.

He took out his cigarette, struck a match and lit it, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled, his face submerged in smoke.

The length of the cigarette shortened rapidly, and James looked up at the house.

Suddenly, he opened his mouth and the cigarette fell out of his mouth.

He saw that the door that was originally open had been closed at some point.

Was it windy just now, or did the door return automatically?

James was looking for an explanation in his mind, and his scalp was picking up uncontrollably. He didn't feel even a breath of wind when he was smoking just now.

‘Should I go back to the police station or wait? ’

Although he was clearly surrounded by bright and warm spring light, he felt like he was standing at a street corner where the wind was howling in the cold winter.

. . . .

Crown was the last to enter the room.

This is a spacious exhibition hall with knives, swords, and firearms hanging on the walls.

But the most eye-catching thing is the head specimens of stag, brown bear and giant wolf hanging in the center of the wall.

The antlers are like scattered dead branches with sharp tips; the brown bear's eyes are wide-eyed and angry; the giant wolf has only one eye, and its tawny eyes hide cunning.

In the middle of the house is a long table displaying three headless skeleton specimens.

Crown easily identified the bones as those of a deer, a bear, and a wolf.

As expected, their owners are the three people hanging on the wall.

The carpets in the room are all made of animal skins: deerskin, bearskin and wolfskin as well as cowhide and sheepskin.

Del smiled and said: "Isn't it possible that the old lady who owns the house is also an expert in hunting?"

Before he finished speaking, the door behind everyone was slammed shut.

Not only that, there are also black grilled metal doors hanging down from the top of the door frames and window sills.

The grid is fine, with only fist-sized gaps.

"hehe"

Crown laughed a few times: "Maybe you are right."

He walked to the metal door and put his hand on it. After feeling through the Fire Cube that it was an iron door, he smiled reassuringly.

The incident did not panic everyone, at least the three second-level transcendental beings.

They are happy to see changes, at least they can see more things and clues.

"Now, let's see who is the prey," Jason drew his weapon.

Nick glanced at the room and said with a smile: "Look at how these evil things are doing their tricks."

As if in response, a deep laugh echoed in the room, like an owl taunting passers-by in the woods at night.

Crown felt a shadow appear in the corner of the room, and then quickly retracted into the wall.

He felt a tangible gaze falling on him, and he looked around, looking for the source of the gaze.

On the wall, the five eyes of three animals stared straight at him.

In the room, three pieces of fur lifted up without any wind and flew to the specimens on the long table.

The skeletal specimen seemed to have gone back in time and regenerated flesh and blood.

I saw the animal head on the wall breaking free from its restraints and flying towards its former body.

Nick quickly recited a few Hermes syllables, and waved his hands one after another, and wisps of red light emitted from his fingertips and landed on the weapons of the two first-order warriors:

"Del, come on, you two, try these evil things."

He still wants to train these low-level transcendent teammates more.

Del picked up the hammer and rushed towards the brown bear's huge head. His two hammers hit the bear's head hard, but it was like hitting an anvil, sparks flying everywhere.

He flew out involuntarily.

The bear's head only sank a few feet, without changing its direction, and returned to its body.

At this time, the bearskin just wrapped around the whole body.

Torres rushed towards the stag's body. He covered the hilt of the sword with both hands and stabbed it out with all his strength. After the sword sank into the flesh and blood to the depth of half a palm, it became unsustainable.

The deer flying in the air lowered its head, revealing its sharp antlers, and slammed into him.

Torres hurriedly drew his weapon and tried to dodge to the side.

It seemed that it was too tight and he did not pull out the weapon immediately. When he thought of letting go and leaving, the deer's head was less than two meters away from him.

Crown raised his sword and stepped forward. At the same time, he released the giant bear breathing method, and his arms immediately turned into Popeye's arms.

In an instant, he was in front of Torres. He pushed his teammate's body aside with one hand, and waved his weapon with the other hand to strike hard at the deer's head. He had enough energy to make a brief pause before making the strike. Release a charged attack.

There is still one chapter, about three to four thousand words, it will be quite late.