Pollution throughout the territory

He was wearing a funerary pink crowned robe, and his attire was extremely weird, but it gave people a faint aura of sublimeness, just like the statue of the god in the center of the church, bathed in the sunshine of the patio, always attracting the attention of his believers. , worship.

Under the silver skull mask, red eyes stared at Xia Ren, as if he was well prepared.

"sit down."

Pickman's unique magnetic voice and peaceful attitude made Xia Ren a little confused: "Have you known me before?"

This past naturally refers to two years ago. After graduating from college, he and Zhao Mingyue traveled throughout the entire continent of Blue Star. Their unrivaled strength aroused the fear of all the guys in the dark.

But somehow, the memory of that period disappeared from Xia Ren's mind, like an illusory dream. When he woke up, he was terminally ill, walking aimlessly on the street, and was guided by the ghost of Zhao Mingyue. Then, we came to the room that was the source of all evil.

And the memories of almost everyone on Blue Star who knew about his and Zhao Mingyue's existence were also erased at the same time, leaving only a few people such as Doctor and Jiufeng who still knew the secrets of their past.

Pickman did not answer his question directly, but said: "Since you came to me, you must have encountered some problem. Just tell me, and I will fully assist you."

"..."

Xia Ren was silent for a moment.

Is Pickman so easy to talk to? You should at least ask who I am, right?

But it’s better to get to the point directly. He said: "I have a relative who was captured by the apostles and given to the ghouls as a sacrifice in the dark ceremony. I want to save her."

Pickman pondered for two seconds after hearing this: "The Dark Ceremony is a feast held by the believers of Nyogda. We have different beliefs and have almost no communication with each other, so we can't help you."

Xia Ren showed a sincere expression: "Please think of a solution!"

Pickman: "..."

Seeing that it was indeed impossible, Xia Ren sighed and said, "Then I don't need your help to enter the festival directly. I just need to know the whereabouts of one of their ghouls."

Pickman stared at him and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Xia Ren's eyes were firm: "Kill a ghoul."

McClan next to him shook his head repeatedly: "Human, you must be crazy, or are you deceived by the harmonious atmosphere here and underestimate the strength of the ghouls? They have bodies that cannot be destroyed by cannonballs, and powerful regeneration capabilities. , due to their belief in Nyogda, they will be more powerful in the darkness, and can even use theosophy to summon Nyogda's phantom to join the battle, and even the apostles cannot easily kill them."

"Is he so strong?"

Xia Ren was also a little surprised, this was beyond his expectation.

"Otherwise, what do you think?" McClan was speechless. He had never seen such a reckless human being.

Xia Ren looked at Pickman next to him: "Can you help me?"

"..." Pickman.

He wanted to ask the other party: Why are you so thick-skinned?

But for some reason, he could only think about this sentence in his heart. Pickman coughed and said, "I don't want to start a war with them."

Xia Ren made a tut-tsk sound while shaking his head: "You just said you would fully assist me."

Pickman ignored him, raised his hand and glanced at his watch - yes, he was wearing something like a watch, or an electronic watch - and said: "The Dark Ceremony will be held on the night of the new moon two days later, specifically on I can't be sure which continent it is, but it's most likely in the Western Continent. If you want to find a ghoul that believes in Nyogda, I can tell you the quickest way."

Xia Ren pricked up his ears and listened attentively: "What method?"

Pickman took out a cigarette from under his robe, lit it and took a puff, then flicked the ashes and said seriously:

"Seduction."

Xia Ren: "..."

McClain: "..."

Xia Ren thought he heard it wrong, so he picked his ears and said, "Say it again? What is it?"

Pickman repeated, word for word: "Seduction."

"ha?"

Xia Ren's brows knitted together.

Pickman said seriously: "I know an otologist..."

Xia Ren looked constipated and said, "It's useless if you know anything about obstetrics and gynecology. What is seduction? Are all ghouls gay?"

"Ahem."

McClain coughed twice, feeling offended.

Pickman said helplessly: "I'm not telling you to seduce, I mean you can find other beautiful women."

He explained his method: "In Ansenberg City in Xizhou, there is one of their activity locations. Corpses of unknown origin have always been smuggled there. Of course, they sometimes eat fresh flesh and blood to change their taste. .

If you are unfortunate enough to die sleeping on a deserted street late at night, you may be picked up as prey by them. You can find a beautiful human woman as bait. After the witch picks her up, she will be sent to the ghoul's table. You can find them by following her. "

"etc."

Xia Ren felt a little strange: "Why women? If they just want to eat meat, aren't men and women the same?"

McClan understood what Pickman meant and helped explain: "It's actually different, because they sometimes kidnap human women for mating. Men can only eat them, but women can use and eat them. The chance of success will be higher." times."

"Yes." Pickman nodded.

"..."

Xia Ren suddenly regretted asking this question.

"Is there no other way?"

Pickman shook his head: "There are other methods, but they are too time-consuming. The Dark Festival will start in two days. You don't have extra time, do you?"

"Fine."

Xia Ren sighed and accepted this method.

"Is there anything else you want to say to me?"

He looked at Pickman.

The conversation just went too smoothly. If it were in a game, Pickman must be the kind of mission NPC with an exclamation mark on his head, responsible for providing him with all kinds of information.

Because Xia Ren was in a hurry, if possible, he would even want to turn around and leave now. At worst, he would rescue Qin Yun first and then come back to reminisce.

It was just a casual question at first, but Pickman didn't expect that after thinking about it, there was actually a follow-up: "Wait a moment."

As he spoke, he walked to the bookshelf next to him, picked out a book, and handed it to Xia Ren.

Although it is called a book, the thing in my hand is too rough. It is just a few pieces of straw paper threaded together with a few threads. Moreover, these papers are relatively old, as if they have been turned over countless times. They are originally tough. The pages of the book became soft and soft, as if they could be easily torn with a little more effort.

There was no name written on the cover of the book. Xia Ren opened it and looked at it, and found that the text on it was all handwritten, but fortunately it was in human language, so it was not very difficult to read.

"What is this?" he asked.

Pickman sat back on the sofa: "The Ghoul Codex."