Eight’s Crown

2020-11-07

  Chapter 52 Ghosts that can control dreams

​​"My house is relatively simple, only this dish of pickles I can eat, I hope you don’t take offense.” While Murakami said this, he put the chopsticks from the chopstick cage in front of Lucia, and eagerly opened the mouth and said: "Okay, please have porridge."

The tone was very hospitable.

But in Lucia's eyes, that is the proof of harboring malicious intentions.

"You can drink porridge."

Lucia replied indifferently: "Give me your chopsticks and mine to you."

He even touched Without touching the chopsticks in front of him, he exhibited one's feelings in one's speech to Murakami's suspicion.

"Huh?"

Murakami was obviously stiff there, and the smile on his face became far-fetched, "Why, you said this suddenly?"

"Exchange it."

Lucia made a very rude speech to Murakami, "Or, is there any special mechanism on this chopstick?"

If you change someone, you may not be so blatantly suspicious of Murakami. After all, people kindly ask yourself to stay overnight, please have dinner, and then suspect that others are somewhat unnatural.

But Lucia has never had that kind of taboo in his heart. As long as he has doubts, he will never compromise and will only pick it out at the most appropriate time. In his heart, there is never any favor. this thing at all.

He will never make a joke about his life safety.

"When...Of course not!"

Murakami's expression suddenly became tense, even the tone became unstable, "I...I know, just change Just drop the chopsticks, right?" "

Murakami said so, and handed the chopsticks in his hand to Lucia.

Then, in the next moment, his handing chopsticks abruptly accelerated, and the tip of the chopsticks pierced Lucia's throat——

"pèng! "

However, Lucia's reaction was much faster than he thought. The moment he stabbed the chopsticks in his hand, Lucia also kicked his right foot and kicked him on his left leg, making him An uncontrollable bend of his legs, the whole person fell to the ground.

"Crack—"

The moment he fell to the ground, Lucia stepped on his back and pressed him to the ground impossible to move even At the same time as a little bit, both hands stretched out, breaking the bones of his arms together in a crisp sound.

"Ahhhh ————"

Murakami suddenly screamed.

"Shut up and tell me what's going on in this village."

Lucia pressed his feet again, causing him to feel tight in his chest, his breathing was blocked, and the screams stopped abruptly. , Coughing unconsciously, Lucia then coldly said: "If you don't say it, I don't mind breaking all the bones of your whole body." Murakami gritted his teeth, face facing the ground. The last is slumping.

"...I can't say it."

Murakami endured the pain of his broken arms. Although his face was pale, he didn't show the slightest expression of submission. Then... my younger brother will definitely be killed by that man!"

Is the family taken hostage?   Lucia nodded, I understand the situation.

"But what does this have to do with me?"

But his face did not show the slightest pity for the brother, and he still said indifferently: "Tell me, here What the hell is going on, if I don’t say anything, I will find out your younger brother now and kill it."

"Don't!"

Murakami suddenly face changed , There was a very obvious panic in his tone.

"Let's just say it."

Lucia's feet pressed again, causing him to make a painful groaning sound again, "Don't let me repeat the third time."

"...I see, I said."

Murakami lay on the ground and hesitated for a while before he said helplessly, "In our village, there is a very terrifying man hidden."

"That man is terrifying and possesses the ability to manipulate dreams. He uses that ability to control everyone in this village in his hands. No one dares, and no one wants to resist him."

"According to the people who came here two times before, who are wearing the same clothes as you, they call this existence a'ghost'... My younger brother is controlled by him."

Manipulating dreams Ability.

Is it a ghost with blood ghosts?

"Where is that ghost now?"

Lucia asked Murakami again.

"I don't know."

The village is facing the ground, in a low, muffled voice said: "He has never shown his face, even let me deal with the past People like you all let others pass it on to me. If I don’t do well, he will punish my younger brother."

so that's how it is.

It looks like a very cautious ghost.

Do not take the initiative to show up in front of the villagers, even the members of the ghost killing team attracted by him, only let the ordinary people deal with it, without showing the slightest whereabouts, making it impossible to detect his location.

It seems that to find him, you have to spend more effort.

"How did you deal with the members of the ghost killing team? Where did the two people who came here before? And, how does that ghost control the dream?"

"That man I was given a pair of special chopsticks. As long as someone touches that pair of chopsticks, this person will fall asleep... I don’t know how he manipulates it, because I haven’t seen him either."

"As for the two people who came before... one is dead, and the other--"

When talking about the other two ghost killing team members, Murakami's tone obviously became hesitated. , As if there is a ghost in my heart.

And at this moment--

"dong! "

"dong! "

"dong! "

From outside the house, the rumbling sound of a huge monster walking on the ground was faintly heard, and the porridge bowl on the table inside the house trembles slightly, causing ripples in the thick porridge soup. Like ripples.

"Ghost breath?"

Lucia raised her brows and turned her gaze to the outside of the house.

If you see a lot of ghosts, Lucia will find that most of these ghosts have a rotten aura that is different from ordinary people. Although this aura is not obvious enough, the Swordsman of the ghost killing team is very concerned about this aura. sensitive.

Lucia temporarily let go of Murakami, turned and walked outside the house.

Behind him, the moment Murakami heard the voice, the look on his face suddenly changed. Regardless of the pain in his arms, he quickly got up and followed Lucia and walked out of the house.

Outside the house.

Because of the delay in the village's house for a while, the sun has already set in Western Mountain, and the earth is once again dominated by night.

And in such a night, the figure of an alien ghost is wandering on the dirt road of this village.

He is on all fours, his posture is like a wild beast, the bones of his face are very prominent, his mouth is tight, his lips almost reach the base, and his five fingers are like webbed organs connecting the fingers. .

It looks like a huge toad, and the throat is still bulging and moving between breathing.

"Humans? Delicious! Eat!"

After seeing Lucia coming out of the house, this toad-like ghost, his eyes violated the rules of human eye movement. Turning in the opposite direction, a very simple happy smile appeared on his face.

Immediately afterwards, he grew his mouth, sticking out a scarlet tongue from his mouth, and rolled it in the direction of Lucia.

Lucia brows slightly wrinkle.

The strength of this ghost is not strong, at most it is only the level of the ghost in the final selection, but to his surprise, this ghost does not seem to have much wisdom at all.

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