Dirt road leading to the village on the mountainside.

A middle-aged farmer wearing a straw hat with his trousers rolled up stepped on a pair of straw sandals and walked towards the village on the hillside.

His waist was slightly bent, as if he had finished his work, so when he walked back, he slowed down.

There is also a farm tool like a pickaxe on his shoulder.

Hearing footsteps behind him, he turned his head.

"Ah, this little brother looks a bit unfamiliar. Are you going to the village ahead?"

Although the farmer seemed to be saying hello in an ordinary way, it could be seen slightly that he seemed a little wary.

Umberto walked a few steps quickly, and nodded a few steps behind the farmer.

"Yes, I'm a doctor traveling around."

"Oh, so it's a doctor."

The farmer nodded, visibly lowering his vigilance.

I don't know if it's because I heard Umberto say that he is a doctor, or because I see Umberto's ordinary face and think he doesn't pose much threat.

Umberto has an ordinary appearance, and he is carrying a wooden box that travel doctors often carry behind him, and his temperament is also very peaceful.

It's really hard to think of him as a bad guy.

A few people went up, and within a few steps they came to the entrance of the village.

In the distance, Umberto stood where he was, looking at the largest house on the hillside.

There is where he is needed.

His intuition told him so.

"Brother, although you are a doctor, but you are an outsider after all, it is better to tell the village chief."

The farmer who came up with him kindly reminded him, and then pointed to the biggest house in the distance.

"That's the home of the village chief."

"Thank you, I'll go right away." Umberto nodded, carrying the small wooden box on his back, and walked towards the largest house.

The farmer stood at the door of his house and watched Umberto's back.

"Strange, why do I always feel like I can hear the sound of horseshoes? I'm really old."

Kane and the others followed behind, looking left and right, looking at the differences in this village.

From the outside, this is an ordinary village, and there is nothing special about it.

Looking at Umberto, an outsider, the surrounding villagers would turn to look at him from time to time, and several children surrounded Umberto.

"Uncle, who are you?"

"Did you come to our village for something?"

"Are you going to live in our village?"

There was a hint of innocence in the tone of these children, and they surrounded Umberto, a stranger, curiously.

After all, in such a village, meeting a stranger is very rare.

Of course, these are only the most daring of the group of children, and the timid ones are watching from a distance.

Umberto just smiled and patted their heads.

Among them were even a few young children whose eyes looked towards Kane and the others from time to time.

"Are they looking at us?" Kane asked, pointing at the children.

At this time, Li Lulu observed for a while and said: "The magic power of these children seems to be relatively active. They should be able to sense that something is wrong where we are, but they should not be able to see us."

Hearing Li Lulu's words, several people nodded.

In other words, these children's magical powers were active when they were young, which is a relatively talented stage. When they grow up, it should be because of the rules of this world that the magic power in their bodies begins to sink and is no longer active.

"In this way, these children may be more likely to be lodged by some spirits?"

Lumbe felt that he thought of something good and said.

However, he found that Kane and others didn't think there was anything strange or surprising about these words.

Then think carefully.

Kane and the others might have known it a long time ago.

Umberto seems to have said that both the prophet and he seem to have been boarded since childhood.

In this way, we came all the way to the biggest house.

Go through the low fence and go straight in.

You can see some vegetables and fruits in the small yard of the house.

As if no one could see them, as soon as they came in they started walking around the yard observing.

Then Kane was on the side of the house and saw a little boy holding a carbon block in his hand and drawing something on the wooden board in front of him.

He seemed to feel Kane's gaze turning his head, startled.

Hastily threw the charcoal pencil and wooden board aside, and ran into the room.

"Can this kid see it?"

Squinting his eyes slightly, he looked at the direction in which the child left. The magic power in his body was much more active than that of the child outside.

And it's growing.

So this kid is what drew Umberto here? Also boarded by spirits?

I didn't expect to find the target just by looking around.

Kane looked at the wooden plank that the child had dropped on the floor, which still had remnants of magic on it.

"Please come in."

Hearing the voice of an old woman at the rear main entrance, Kane walked back.

It turns out that Umberto has negotiated with the mayor, who is inviting him into the room.

"Did you find anything?" Claire asked beside her.

Kane nodded: "I found a child who may be boarded by the spirit, it should be someone from this family."

After speaking, they entered the room directly from the peripheral corridor on the side.

No one could see them anyway.

If you squeeze in through the main entrance, it is easy to bump into others.

This house is not complicated, and you can come to the main entrance after going in and around from the outer corridor.

Although it is the village head's house inside, it can be seen that it is still a bit shabby.

But at least it looks cleaner.

"Harry, don't run around the room."

The old lady looked at the little boy who was in a panic in the living room and scolded.

The little boy's eyes had been staring at Kane and the others, and he could clearly see the panic in his eyes, but he still forced his gaze away.

Hearing his grandma's words, he nodded stiffly.

The old woman said to Umberto: "This is my grandson, Harry."

Then the old lady came to the wooden bench in the living room and sat down slowly.

"You are a spiritual doctor, I seem to have seen you in the village more than ten years ago."

Regarding the old woman's words, Umberto just nodded: "I did come here a long time ago."

"Is the legend really true? You are here to save my grandson, he seems to be different from ordinary children."

"My husband also noticed the difference in his little grandson. Before he died, he said, don't worry, someone will come to save his grandson."

"Do you know him? His name is Harrison. He was the head of this village before, and he was also more than ten years ago."

The old lady sat on the wooden bench and talked in a rambling manner.

Umberto was just quiet, listening.

And the kid named Harry was already trembling all over his body now, his eyes were fixed on the front without squinting, but he could clearly feel his fear.

Kane and the others were sitting next to Harry, staring at him intently.

"Can he see it?"

"He should have seen it."

"Can you see it?"

"Children who can see are the best!"

Although this little boy named Harry is very resolute, the corners of his eyes have begun to moisten.

Umberto watched Kane and their behavior like this.

Is this really something God can do?

But I have to say, Kane and the others are really casual, doing whatever comes to mind.

Then he couldn't help but said aloud: "Don't be afraid, they are just joking with you, and they won't hurt you."

"Really!" Harry blurted out directly, and then he reacted and asked in surprise, "You can see it too?"

After finishing speaking without saying a word, he ran over, threw himself into Umberto's arms, and buried his head in it.

He could also feel his body trembling.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Lombe laughed and patted his thigh.

"Did we go too far and scare people like this?" Claire asked while stroking her face.

"whee."

Obviously, this is a prank proposed by Lilulu.

Hearing the laughter behind him, Harry turned his head slightly.

Looking at the few people who were scaring me by the side before, the strange-looking people were laughing.

And the old woman sitting on the wooden bench next to her watched this scene quietly, watching a series of bewildered behaviors of her grandson.

Perhaps it was the experience brought to her by age, she didn't say anything more, but just watched quietly.

Only then did Umberto turn his head to look at her and asked, "How long has he been like this?"

"He was born like this, and his mother died because of dystocia. My son is also his father. He couldn't stand the blow and went to work in the city, and he might not come back once a year."

The old lady, hearing Umberto's question, answered slowly and clearly.

Umberto nodded.

That is to say, they have been boarded since birth.

So now the question is, what exactly is the spirit residing in Harry.

"Then what is it that he has shown that is different from others since he was a child?"

After asking this question, the old woman stared at Umberto in front of her with her cloudy eyes, not knowing what she was looking at.

Then he sighed and said, "Since my husband believed in you when he was dying, then I should believe in you too."

"What the kid draws becomes real."

Umberto seemed calmer.

But Kane and the others became interested.

They hadn't heard of it yesterday either. Umberto said that this kind of spirit can make people's paintings come true.

I couldn't help looking curiously at the little boy who was only about six or seven years old.

Looking at the eyes of several people, Harry jumped off Umberto's body, and then buried his whole body in his grandmother's arms.

Grandma's rough hands caressed his head and back, soothing his emotions.

"Are we so scary?" Lumbe asked strangely.

After spinning around in the air, Li Lulu said, "Anyway, Li Lulu is cute."

At this time, Umberto stood up, walked to the side of the old woman, and hugged Harry in his arms.

Put him upright and stand on the ground, then took his hands and looked carefully.

After watching it, I still didn't forget to pat Harry on the shoulder: "Don't be afraid, they won't hurt you."

"Really?"

"Really!" Lilulu appeared beside Harry with a smile, and waved the magic wand in her hand.

It was obvious that Harry's mood had stabilized.

Lilulu is born to be the nemesis of children, no cubs will not like her.

At this moment Umberto turned around, looked at the old woman and nodded.

"You are a very respectable elder, and all relatives of this child deserve respect."

The old woman seemed to know what he was talking about and just nodded.

"Our ancestors always warned us that everything has a price, and the more miraculous it is, the more fearful it is."

"What are they two talking about?"

Lumbe asked a little strangely.

"This child's body is very healthy and normal, and he should not be deeply connected with those spirits." Mezke said beside him.

At this time, Kane also explained: "This shows that the boy's relatives have been preventing him from using special abilities to paint."

"This is a very rare and precious thing, you understand."

Having said that, Lumber nodded.

It is indeed very valuable to be able to resist greed.

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