Krafft's Anomaly Notes

Chapter 227 Peeping
"Brother Vadin, wait!"

When stepping into the regular hexagonal hall, the shock of the ancient and magnificent strange shape suddenly appeared in front of them, so that everyone selectively ignored the very obvious part, the rich moss.

"What's the matter, did we forget anything?" A dull echo came from the opposite side.

"Shovel a piece of moss for me, thank you," Kraft called to the crevice, adding, "Don't touch them with your bare hands, the water here is not clean."

Vadin suspected that he had heard it wrong, "What?"

"A piece of moss!"

There was silence in the sewer for a while, and the fire shuttle flickered, probably looking around.Not long after, Vadin's doubtful voice passed through the crack and sounded again:

"There's no moss here, that's weird. I'll bring one back down the hall. What do you want moss for?"

Despite the thick deposits, the humus did not become fertile soil for any plant growth, let alone the moss bulging from the brick cracks and gullies like in the hall.

"Let me go again together, it's just weird."

Kraft climbed over the rock crack, followed Vadin's team, and came to the hall again.

Under intentional observation, this difference is no different from deserts and jungles. It is just the impression of natural growth in a damp environment, which makes it difficult for people to pay attention to it.

Using a borrowed knife, I easily pried out a piece of moss with shallow roots and placed it under the light of the torch.

The bean sprout-like stems are lined with needle-pointed leaves, which are clustered and woven together to form the wrinkled texture of a thick knitted blanket, and the reverse side grasps the silt.The color is dark green, blending with the blue-black masonry.

No matter how you look at it, this is a normal piece of moss, and there is no difference from the same kind that likes to grow on bare roots in the shade of trees and around cold spring pools.

"Is there a problem?"

"There is nothing wrong with them. The problem lies in why moss grows only on this side of the hall." Through the glove, the thin and thin leaves rubbed against the leather, and water stains leaked out from the squeeze between the fingers.

"Indeed, but what does it mean?" Vadin agreed with the professor's opinion. This kind of meticulous observation reminded him of Green's style. Both of them had special attention to details.

"I don't know, maybe it means to be careful about slipping." Kraft cut off a small piece of moss and prepared to take it away, "Just think it's me thinking too much, stay vigilant, heretics may appear at any time, they are more familiar with this place. "

"Don't worry about going back, your clues have brought enough progress, the Church will not forget this help, the next step is our work." The monk did not feel contemptuous because of this, and after saluting, he held a torch and walked into the aisle next to him. The water flows.

Kraft watched their backs go away in place, and the halo refracted by the water body disappeared. He took a last look at the direction of the six-sided deep well that was invisible in the dark, and turned and left with Kupp.On the way back, the second team passed them shoulder to shoulder, holding a simple map with a sequence.

Passing through the cleared but still difficult tomb passage, the two returned to the ground.

I didn't feel the passage of time in the ground, only then did I realize that the long summer day had passed, and when I climbed the spiral staircase, there was no light outside the arch.

There is a sense of upside down, walking into another larger enclosed space, sparse shimmering spots running on the dark dome, and the sharp hook-shaped slender light source casts an ominous gray on the ruins of the grass.

Kraft walked quickly through the cemetery, and when he reached the door, he suddenly realized that he had overlooked an insignificant but small thing that really affected the experience.

"These church members don't know how to leave a carriage!"

Nothing could be worse than finding no transport back after a tiring day.

Now the nearest residence is the David Clinic, which is about half a distance from the new urban area, so I have to walk there by memory.

Considering the size of the new city, it was still late at night, which was particularly painful.The legendary investigator who tracks pagan activities and goes deep into underground ruins has to go home by himself after get off work.

"Okay, Cooper, we've got to walk back."

"It's not too bad, Mr. Kraft, I guess you must remember the way." Kupp asked for some oil from the churchman squatting by the brazier at the door, and put it into the lamp, "I used to walk at night too. "

"Hope this gives you a chance to reflect on the peaceful days before."

"Forget it, I prefer the current life." The professor's entourage shook his head.

"At that time, I usually found some work on the pier, but I might not always be able to finish it before dark, so I had to go back in the dark. As for the road in the salt tide area, ha. Everyone knows what it looks like."

The soles of the shoes hit the stone pavement, and the sound was heard far away. The two walked back and forth on the deserted street.

Sometimes people suddenly realize that they don't understand the same kind of people around them, even if those people have long been a familiar part of life, but they have no idea what they do when they are out of sight.

And these invisible times are actually the biggest part.In the experience before the acquaintance and when I was alone, I only know the general idea, and even the general knowledge is based on the report and imagination.

From this point of view, they are no different from many people who have lived in Dunling for generations. Most of them have only seen the superficial part and have no understanding of the long past.

"Even after going through those things?" The professor turned his neck and rubbed his itchy neck on the back collar, seemingly casually asking.

When he recalled the past, the country castle life and the broken school days were so good that he felt that the road was not very dark.

But obviously not everyone is like this, or conversely, he is the minority, whether it is the original soul or a visitor from another world.The opinions shaped by this are also different, such as Kupp and Yvonne.

Kupp thought for a while, but not for a long time, "I don't want to lie, sometimes I am really scared. That feeling reminds me of stepping into a stagnant puddle on a tidal flat when I was a child. The depression is no different, but as long as you step into it, it will keep sinking, and it will slowly sink from the calf to the neck."

"Later they told me that it was a drowned ghost pulling my ankles underneath. Fortunately, someone nearby just happened to drag me out, but after I got back, I also became seriously ill and had nightmares for a month."

"I never went to that place again after that."

It does sound scary, and Kraft thinks this metaphor is very appropriate, "Then why can you accept your current life again?"

"To be honest, if we continue to stay there, it will be nothing more than another stagnant puddle. Even if we don't have that time, we will die of some other disease sooner or later." life.

"Sorry, I don't think you want to hear these complaints."

"No, I'm very glad to have the opportunity to chat with you. Usually, there are not many opportunities like this." Kraft raised his hand to wipe the side of his face, and extended it to the back of his neck.Some slight discomfort wandered around his body, but he couldn't find where it was.

It seems that some nocturnal flying insects attracted by the light source are harassing outside the field of vision.

"As I said, we are a whole, and understanding will only be enhanced through communication. No one in the world can do things alone."

Kupp couldn't answer the conversation. In fact, he felt that it was closer to comfort. It was difficult for Kraft to spit out any negative comments when he was not working.

"Having said that, if you choose to set foot on the boat out of dissatisfaction with the past, if you have a stable choice now-I mean a decent and well-paid development direction like David, do you think it will be better? suits you?"

In the night wind, Mr. Hu Cong shivered.It is true that sometimes he plays a role that does not require much thinking, but this does not mean that he is not really smart. On the contrary, he has a quick reaction.

No matter how it sounds, there is something in the words, and Kraft turned his head to take a look, although his eyes were not entirely on him, but he was cast behind him.

"I have no intention of changing." Without thinking for a second, Kupp blurted out his answer.

"Perhaps you should think about it." The facts are different from what he thought. It seems that the professor is serious. "Your learning ability is good. Although you are a little older, you may not be able to enter the academy in time. My letter of introduction It still has some weight."

"You're joking." It's better for Cooper to believe that he can go to college than to believe that a blind man will regain his sight.

"Or I can introduce you to my grandfather. He is willing to give a knight title to a courageous, experienced servant who has experienced dangerous battles. The northern border is very large, but it may be difficult to open up wasteland. .”

Cooper was silent.If the previous one is too absurd, the latter hits the bull's-eye completely accurately, and the degree of authenticity is still very high.

The dream came too suddenly. Under the most ideal situation, this is how a squire's life would end up.It seems that if he nods now, a knight collar belonging to him will be waiting for him in the north.

"How about it? Of course, you'd better continue to learn something. After all, you don't have too many skills. It's not easy to learn anything when you go back to the spruce forest in the north." Kraft suggested, which was really out of sincere consideration. .

It is good to have someone who can do things, but one's own expectations may not meet the wishes of others. Yvonne is an example.

The question raised was like a blow to the head, completely knocking Kupp into a daze, and he followed it mechanically for a long time without slowing down.

Kraft was not in a hurry to answer, and after moving his spine, the vague sense of discomfort still persisted.The last time he recalled the memory of feeling this discomfort was when he came to the cemetery yesterday.

The feeling like an invisible bug has been harassing the back of the neck, and even produces a small sting like a bite.

Turning his head back again, Kupp was lowering his head to sort out his thoughts about the explosion. On the deserted streets, there was only the moist night that mixed with the water vapor of the Tume River.

[What is it? 】

It's not a physical sensation, it's a mental reaction, something that touches the mental senses.

It is difficult to determine the source of inaccurate synaesthesia. Kraft first ruled out the location and environmental factors, and came on the same road when he came, which did not happen at that time.

He chose to take another walk to have a look.

After several turns, not only did the feeling not get rid of, but it became aggravated due to intentional attention or other changes, and became less obvious.

In the tiny itching and stabbing that lingered like flying mosquitoes, Kraft smelled a hint of malice like an old gourmet sniffing dishes to distinguish spices, which was too vague to be sure.

However, with contact, its direction gradually became clearer, but it was still unstable, like an eye that changes its position from time to time, jumping between some gaps, casting a substantial line of sight.

[or so]

However, although the dwellings on both sides are connected together, they are not connected, and there is also a lack of hidden places.

At another corner, Kraft pretended to glance in the general direction unintentionally. It was a closed building with closed windows, and the crushed lettuce leaves in front of the door showed that someone set up a stall to sell vegetables during the day.

Kupp was caught off guard and found that Kraft started quickly and rushed to the side of the street. The not-so-wide street was just two or three steps to him, and he was there in an instant.

Before he acted, he had identified the target, stopped at one place, and stomped down.One end of the stone slab under the feet was tilted and reversed under force, and the rancid and dull sewer space was exposed to the lighting.

Kupu, who was a step behind, arrived with a page hammer and looked down.The incomplete vegetable leaves were soaked in the black-green water, and a few wisps of sand swirled and settled.

"what happened?"

"Just treat it as a sudden paranoia." Kraft withdrew his half-drawn sword and pushed the stone back to its original position with his feet. "By the way, what do you think?"

"Not sure." Kupp felt that he might not be as clear-cut as he thought.

"Speaking of which, I have always admired you. After all, you saved me more than once, and the earliest time was in Wendeng Port. But now, Professor Kraft, you are already one of the centers of the college. Even the Duke will send invitations. You can get anything you want with your medical skills. Why do you have to step down these waterways yourself?"

"."

"I'm not sure."

(End of this chapter)