The Whispering Verses Chapter 775: Hazama’s resistance

They ran and chased one after another, and their target was obviously the crack leading to the real death at the top of the mountain.

"Mr. Beirut! Mr. Beirut!"

In the current half-dream and half-awake state, Shade "sees" the narrow room. He has no entity and cannot contact any entity. He can only make very slight sounds.

He tried calling, but Mr. Beirut didn't answer at all. He chased the figure, both of them looked so hazy in the fog:

"Isn't this the love of a lifetime? Are the citizens of Middleburg so infatuated?"

Xia De muttered in his heart, and then let himself in the chair touch the [Psychic Crystal Ring] on his finger, and his vision in the narrow room was fixed on the back of Mr. Beirut's head:

"Mind blast!"

Strictly speaking, Shade and this gentleman are not in the same space. In addition, he only looked with his eyes instead of pointing at the target with his fingers according to the strict casting steps, because the power of [Mind Blast] was greatly reduced.

But even so, the running Mr. Beirut still stumbled suddenly, and then continued to chase the looming hazy figure.

Not far above is the top of the mountain. If Shade doesn't stop him, he will probably be confused by the phantom of his soul and enter real death:

"Stop, you can't go any further!"

The [Psychic Explosion] just now is still effective, and Mr. Beirut finally gave an answer this time. His pace did not slow down, and Shade could only see his back, so he didn't know what his expression was at this time:

"I really want to catch up with her."

Mr. Beirut's voice was equally vague, one of the hallmarks of dreams. .

"Is that your fiancée?"

"No, that's my sister. She watched me grow up, but she didn't expect that a bad disease took her life."

"But do you really think she would want you to follow her and leave?"

Shad continued to ask, and Mr. Beirut's pace finally slowed down. The shadowy figure in front actually slowed down and kept a distance that Mr. Beirut could see:

"Before she left, she held my hand on the hospital bed and said that she hoped I would be safe throughout my life."

"So what are you doing now?"

Xia Deliao asked:

"Is it really your and her wish to follow the dead and follow the person who wishes you a happy life?"

Mr. Beirut's steps slowed again, almost just walking now.

"Dust to dust, dust to dust. Now that she has left, what you can do is not let her leave, but remember her. As long as you still remember her, there will be traces of her existence in this world , it will not disappear.”

Mr. Beirut sighed and finally stopped. Together with Shade, he looked at the figure parked on the steps above. In the thick fog, she was not clear, but she was indeed waiting:

"I have seen her in my dreams countless times, and I have wanted to catch up with her countless times. But only this time, I feel that I am closest to her."

"Then put a bouquet of flowers in front of her grave."

Xia De said softly:

"Remember to tell her that you are living a happy life."

The gentleman turned around slowly, tears dripping down his cheeks. He walked towards the direction he came from, paused for a final moment, looked back at the shadow high up, waved his hand to say a final goodbye, and then walked down the mountain.

His figure melted into the fog.

"It's really good. It seems that there are still a few stubborn people."

Barton's stubbornness made Sha De very sorry, but this time he was successfully persuaded, and Sha De was very happy. He wanted to leave this dream, but he heard another voice:

"Detective?"

"Huh?"

Shad unexpectedly saw Priest August, an old man wearing a priest's white robe with a huge brass-colored notched ring holy emblem of [Mr. Dawn] hanging on his chest, walking out of the fog. I don’t know who gave this old gentleman a new hairstyle. He looks particularly energetic now, as if he is ten years younger.

"Priest? Can you see me?"

"Of course you can't see it."

Priest August shook his head:

"But I can hear voices. Since yesterday, the church arranged for ordinary priests like us to enter the narrow room and set up a camp on the top of the narrow room to protect our safety. Within 24 hours, I saw at least four pursuers. This is just what I see.

The first three were sneaked out and kicked away by me. I mean they were persuaded to leave. The fourth one was chattering while walking, and then I heard your voice."

The priest looked around:

"Where are you now?"

"I am still in the real world and accepted a commission to help persuade the gentleman just now to go back."

"That's good, then you should leave quickly. The current narrow room is not suitable for anyone to come. Not only the new undead, but also the undead that stayed here in the last era have begun to move around. The situation is really It's bad."

"Okay. Priest, I entered the narrow room yesterday and saw that Joey Barton. He is fusing the relics and can even turn the narrow room into his own mystery. It has been confirmed that he swallowed the power of the clown , want to enter death through three channels and retrieve the soul of the deceased. ”

After the battle on the ice of Bena Lake, Shade met the priest in the woods. The priest was also looking for Joey Barton, and for an unknown item on his body. At that time, Shade promised that he would share information about Joey Barton with the priest.

"Fusion relic? Oh, if you didn't tell me, I would have forgotten that he is from the [Truth Society]. Things are a little troublesome, but it doesn't matter. Don't worry, I'm guarding the top of the mountain and won't let him enter from the top of the mountain. In the land of death, I am no longer an ordinary old man."

He said mockingly, and because Mr. Beirut was close to being sober, Shade was also leaving:

"I hope tomorrow's ceremony goes smoothly and praise the dawn!"

"Praise the dawn. You must never run into the narrow room again, here"

Shad didn't hear the last half of the warning because he was already fully awake.

Except for the groggy Mr. Beirut, everyone else in the room left quietly. After waiting for a while, the sound of sobbing came from the room, and he still remembered the dream just now.

Both Shade and Sister Michelle breathed a sigh of relief, and Sister Michelle sent Shade back to the lounge upstairs.

"Sister, why do people always want to bring back those who have left?"

"Because I have regrets."

The middle-aged nun gave the answer without much hesitation.

The two were not walking side by side on the stairs. Sister Michelle was one step lower than Shade.

"It's a pity that some people can be persuaded, while others are stubborn and want to make big mistakes. In fact, I am also very conflicted. I understand his behavior, but I think he really made a mistake."

Although Sister Michelle didn't know who exactly Shade was talking about, she didn't mind continuing the conversation.

The two turned around in the stairwell on the second floor. Shade saw the decorative oil painting on the wall. It was a blind man with his eyes wrapped in cloth, opening a door to the light in the darkness.

"This is normal. You sympathize with the poor person, but you will not confuse your own good and evil because of the pity of the other person. If you are a stubborn person, since you can't persuade him, then give up."

Xia De thought for a moment, and it was indeed like this:

"So what do I do?"

"What should you do? Why are you asking me? Don't you already know the answer when you ask this question?"

Sister Michelle smiled and Shade looked at the steps at his feet:

"Yes. Actually, I admire that person very much. It's such a pity."

The fog at Fort Midhill has become thicker.

I just helped rescue Mr. Beirut, which was just a piece of cake for Shade. But Sister Michelle still insisted on paying Shade.

[Spiritual Cult] has helped Sha De so much without asking for money, and Sha De will definitely not be able to accept it this time. But Sister Michelle insisted that this was her personal entrustment to Shade, and finally gave Shade a reward of 5 pounds, which made Shade very embarrassed.

Rescuing Mr. Beirut, who fell into a narrow room in a dream, was just an episode during the waiting period. And in the slightly long afternoon, a lot of things happened in the city.

The first abnormality was the earthquake around two o'clock.

The earthquake was very sudden. A second ago, Shade was sitting on the sofa reading a book. Just as he was about to reach out to pick up the tea cup, Mia, who was lying on the sofa, suddenly jumped up. It jumped onto Shade's lap, ruffling its fur and meowing. Looking around, it seemed like there was an invisible enemy antagonizing this cat.

Before Shade understood what Xiao Mia wanted to express, there were ripples in the cup of black tea on the table:

"Earthquake!"

Shade then felt the shaking of the floor, but the shaking only lasted for more than ten seconds and then stopped. The intensity and destructive power of the earthquake were incomparable to the two major earthquakes at Fort Midhill that Shade had not caught up with a few days ago that were recorded in newspapers.

Mia seemed very frightened. Even when Shade held her, she was still fussing. She calmed down after being comforted for a while. Shade also left the room again to check on the situation in the House of the Blind. Although there were not many visitors today, some blind people were injured due to panic in the earthquake just now, and some indoor paintings and furniture were also toppled by the earthquake.

Shad helped Sister Michelle coordinate the restoration of the Home for the Blind. During this period, neighbors even came to ask for help. The Home for the Blind had a good reputation in the neighborhood.

The occurrence of this sudden small earthquake must be related to the mutation in the narrow room, but Shade, who is in the blind house, does not know what happened.

But what is certain is that the unknowable relic [Hazama of Life and Death] cannot be allowed to be sealed by the church. After the nails that send Hazama to reality are successively removed, Hazama itself will definitely be destroyed before the ceremony begins. This afternoon, a more powerful resistance was launched.

Hazama itself has no self-awareness, but just as nature resists human destruction, this level 0 relic will spontaneously resist the seal.