"move."
“I see the light.”
Walking along the path in the front yard, the three of them pushed open the closed wooden door. What appeared before them was an extremely gloomy and dark corridor. Theoretically, it should be less than 20 meters long, but the light at the end and the outline of the arch wrapped in light made the road seem extremely long.
"Woooo..."
Lily seemed a little scared. She no longer wanted to walk in front, but instead ran between the three people with her furry tail tucked between her legs.
"It's very smart." Heidi couldn't help but comment.
"I have seen many Arctic dogs, but none so clever and so docile."
"A dog with this personality is truly a natural pet."
Xia Yibing couldn't help laughing when she heard this, thinking to herself that indeed, Lily didn't have any of the problems that large dogs have, and she didn't even have the food protection that is unique to dogs.
But is this really an advantage?
People who keep large dogs rely on them to guard the house, but Lily is becoming more and more timid, and it is hard to say whether she can take on this responsibility.
But she didn't say what was in her heart, because when she turned around, she smelled a strong fishy smell wafting in the darkness.
"..." Everyone felt something was wrong, they stopped talking, and Xia Yibing quietly held the long Xia knife in her hand, and the beam of the flashlight never stopped.
After walking like this for more than ten seconds, Hitzfeld, who was in the front, suddenly stopped.
tick...
A drop of unknown liquid dripped in front of me. I shone the flashlight over there and saw a pool of frosty blood on the ground.
What about shining the light upwards?
Xia Yibing raised her hand, and a beam of light pierced through the darkness like a sharp sword, illuminating a bloody animal skin that had just been peeled off on the ceiling of the corridor.
Looking closely, you can see unknown mysterious characters written on the animal skin with marks of burns, and a shriveled sheep's head hanging at the top.
For ordinary people, this is a nightmare scenario.
Hitzfeld thought silently.
Especially the sheep's head and the curled and sharp horns, which correspond exactly to some evil monsters in myths and legends.
But this is not a cultural invasion. It is not that the myths on Earth - in which the definition of demons was spread here, but that humans on both sides may have awakened to some... bad habits towards creatures like sheep that are not worth promoting.
Then after venting their anger, they put the blame on the sheep, saying weird things like "the sheep is the devil" and "the sheep seduced me"...
It's really outrageous.
If this kind of research were to be made public, many traditional schools would definitely buy pages in newspapers to criticize me.
Perhaps the sequelae were still there, and Hitzfeld's mind was wandering. She should have been paying attention to the sheepskin and sheep's head, but she was thinking about something that had been going on for a long time.
"Aisun...?"
After Xia Yibing discussed with Heidi, they failed to figure out the names of those characters, so she turned around and wanted to hear the girl's opinion.
But she immediately discovered that there seemed to be another shadow in the shadow beside Hitzfeld.
That's a human figure!
And he was holding something long in his hand! He was trying to get closer to her!
Was her spiritual sense frozen? How could she not notice someone touching her at such a distance?
Xia Yibing was shocked and angry. She rushed over quickly and slashed at the attacker without saying a word!
"what!"
The man let out an emotional shout, dodged the first blow in a somewhat awkward manner, and threw a long object at the woman.
"Don't kill him!"
Hitzfeld finally came back to his senses.
"Boom!"
Xia Yibing took advantage of the situation to chop the man down, then kicked him away.
"Did you kill him?"
"I used the back of the knife."
Xia Yibing looked at the girl in confusion.
What does she mean?
Shouldn't the attacker be killed?
"Actually," Heidi said faintly, "We currently have no evidence to prove... that this sheepskin is related to any evil ritual."
"And if I lived in a place like this and suddenly heard strange noises coming from my house, I would also pick up the weapon at hand and try to protect myself."
Is that right?
Xia Yibing shone the flashlight on the ground and found that the long object was actually... a shovel.
Thinking back carefully, the shouting that person made just now seemed to be mostly filled with anger.
Well, anger to mask fear.
Fortunately, I changed the blade in time...
……
Griman woke up from his coma and found himself lying in the small stone house where he usually lived.
The small stone house is one of the few places in the entire monastery that is not leaky. It was originally a storage room, but because it was not leaky, he converted it into a resting place, which also served as his studio and alchemy workshop.
The temperature in the room did not change, and the bright orange light from the fireplace danced on the wall. Through the light, he saw a shadow standing at the head of the bed, which frightened him and made him dare not turn his head to look.
What a terrifying shadowy silhouette it was... It had slender curves similar to those of a graceful girl, two sharp horns on its head, and from time to time, something resembling a tentacle could be seen jumping out and swaying...
Griman was extremely frightened. He didn't know whether he should pretend to be asleep or what to do. He just stood there motionless, like a frozen corpse.
Until someone in the room spoke.
"Lily come back."
"You scared him."
"Wang?"
The barking of the dog made Griman turn around, just in time to be covered in the face by a long, wet tongue.
Retreating to the wall with a motion similar to that of a northerner who rubs his body after finding a cockroach in the south, Griman blushed: "...Who are you guys?"
In addition to the big dog, there were three figures sitting by the fireplace.
Two were tall and one was short, and because of the backlight, he couldn't see their faces clearly.
"Sarah SHD."
Xia Yibing walked over first, took out her ID and threw it to the man.
Gliman picked it up and looked at it half cautiously and half curiously.
He looked carefully, and at the same time, others were also looking at him carefully.
This was a greasy old man with almost no hair, only sparse curly hair. He was wearing a black felt coat that was a bit thin in the local area, black trousers and boots, his face was extremely thin and his body was very thin, a strong wind could blow him down.
It was indeed him.
Although his face and temperament had changed drastically, Hitzfeld still recognized who he was.
Griman...
The second person I met when I arrived in Namibia.
I didn't expect him to become like this now.
Dr. Griman used to be much stronger than he is now. If you look closely at the back of his hands and chin, you can see some loose and sagging skin, which shows that he had experienced a period of "rapid weight loss" and his body has never recovered.
As for why Xia Yibing was willing to show him her ID, it was because she wanted to test whether this person really had lost his memory.
It was simple - if he lied, then as a member of the Eclipse Cult, he would definitely react differently after hearing the name of Shadow Lion. His pupils, breathing, heartbeat, and even the blood vessels and nerves under his skin... these were things that could not be lied to.
But Griman didn't react at all.
After looking at the ID, he raised his head with a confused look on his face and asked a question that left the three people present speechless.
"Sarah, what does the Strategic Homeland Security Agency... do?"
"..."
Xia Yibing raised her hand and pinched her forehead, then turned to look at Hitzfeld.
"You can understand it as the police." Hitzfeld smiled slightly.
"Police... do you understand this word?"
"Okay, I just lost my memory, I don't lack basic common sense!"
Grimman protested somewhat angrily.
Now he is not so scared anymore, because he knows what the police do, so he doesn't have to worry about these three women doing anything bad to him. After all, in his understanding, the police only catch bad guys.
"Don't you think you are a bad person?" Xia Yibing asked again.
"Of course! I've been teaching and healing here... I'm just trying to make a living! I'm not hurting anyone!"
"The fastest way to integrate into a human settlement is to become their doctor or teacher. You have an unknown origin, so how dare you say you have no purpose?"
"? I only remember those knowledge sporadically. You can ask the locals! I didn't set out to be a doctor!"
Xia Yibing asked a few more questions and found that there was nothing wrong with his answers. They were consistent with the fact that he had lost his memory.
But it does not mean that the crimes he committed before he lost his memory can be written off.
"I regret to inform you that your identity before you lost your memory is quite sensitive."
Standing at the head of the bed, Xia Yibing shone the flashlight directly at the man's face without any hesitation.
"'Doctor Grimman', whether this is your name or a code name, we have sufficient evidence to prove that you have worked for the evil group 'Eclipse Church'. You even held a high position in it and served as the head of the underground district for a period of time."
What is this all about?
Griman was blinded by the light. He was forced to close his eyes and put his hands in front of him, shouting, "I didn't! I don't remember anything that happened before! You must have the wrong person!"
"So can you remember what you did before?" Hitzfeld suddenly said.
Griman snapped his mouth shut.
“…I can’t remember.”
"Then you can't prove that you were a good person before."
"But you can't say I'm a bad person just based on those things!"
Griman felt that he needed to defend himself quickly, otherwise, looking at the attitudes of these three people, they were not going to lynch him, right?
Those businessmen sometimes bring news from the south. I heard that in extreme cases there is a type of police who can kill people without following procedures. They are not planning to kill me, are they?
"You must have the wrong person!" Griman shouted, "That's another 'Dr. Griman'! That's not me! I'm a good person who will stay in a place like this to teach and save people! You can't slander me!"
"And how do you explain that sheepskin?"
Heidi hadn't said a word yet, but finally she couldn't hold it in any longer.
"Huh? What...what sheepskin?"
"This is it."
Heidi stood up and picked up a dried sheep's head skull and a piece of sheepskin attached to it from the ground.
"The runes on it, and the tools, materials, bottles and jars on the table next to it...are these things related to animism, mysticism, and poisonology something a doctor or teacher should know about?"
"I... uh... this..."
Griman began to hesitate.
He really couldn't explain this.
So he finally admitted it.
"I confess," he said, "after being rescued by the people here, I have had strange memories appearing in my head every week... every day for a while."
"memory?"
