Red Moon Returns

Kerosene lamps, suitcases, daily necessities, nothing has changed, and the female reporter Maya is still curled up in the quilt and sleeping soundly.

But before they knew it, they were already in a strange building.

The building is primitive and old, with mud walls and bricks, wooden windows and stone doors, and a few scattered stone furniture. It is definitely not what Rhine City should look like. The furniture is covered with thick dust, and it is obvious that it has not been used for a long time.

But why is there a movement outside?

What happened?

Lynch is no longer as scared as the first time, but the tension brought by the change is always lingering.

‘Neighbor, are you still there? ’

[Always there. ]

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly in the dark, and the familiar voice quickly relieved his tension: ‘Nothing, then I have a bottom line in my heart, I will take you to continue to see the scenery on the immortal journey. ’

[Yeah. ]

Thoughts quickly calmed down, Lynch hesitated for a moment, then turned on the phantom sound, and peeked out through the gap in the wood of the window.

It was pitch black outside, with only light coming from afar. The faint light outlined the surroundings, and there were rows of low buildings, stacked up to the point where there was no end. There were also figures swaying vaguely between the buildings.

Someone, turn off the light.

Quickly turn off the kerosene lamp, and the room fell into darkness, with only the faint light from the window shining into the room through the gap.

Listening carefully in the darkness, no one was talking outside, only faint footsteps and strange roars, sometimes in the shadows of the buildings, as if some strange existence was wandering aimlessly.

Lynch thought for a while, stepped back a few steps away from the window, and groped to Maya's side with his hands and feet. The female reporter was breathing evenly, and was obviously sleeping soundly.

After hesitating for a moment, Lynch still reached out to wake Maya up.

Let's see if she has any clues.

However, his hand did not touch Maya when he reached out, but passed through the quilt, as if it was just a phantom.

Hmm? Other objects can be touched.

Lynch felt a chill down his spine and tried again, but still didn't touch anything.

Lynch frowned, feeling an ominous premonition, and returned to the window again. The figure outside was still wandering, and this time the distance was closer, and Lynch could barely see the outline of the figure.

He took a breath of cold air as he saw it clearly.

Weird gelatinous skin, wolf-like sharp teeth, blood-red eyes full of bloodthirstiness and madness, and claws as sharp as blades.

Ghouls, several ghouls.

Looking at the swaying shadows in the darkness near and far, Lynch's heartbeat accelerated a lot. Damn, did I encounter a mysterious incident again? Or did I actually fall asleep and dream?

Hiss, wait, dream? Maya's dream?

Lynch suddenly remembered the dream Maya had just described.

The ancient and strange city, the wandering ghouls, everything fits her description. Could it be that I have also fallen into that dream?

No, I can't touch her. She has a special character, which means she must occupy a very important position.

Damn, was she dragged into my dream? Can she do such a thing?

Realizing that he might be in a city full of ghouls, and there was an indescribable thing in the temple, Lynch felt like a thorn in his back. It was the first time he faced all this alone, and he felt that everything was full of uncertainty.

He must hide here and must not go out. It would be troublesome if he was discovered by the ghouls in the city. Waiting for her to wake up is the safest.

This is Lynch's instinctive judgment, but think about it carefully, who knows when she will wake up? What's more, what if the time ratio is different like in some movies? Can I really wait for her to wake up?

No, waiting is too passive, and I must find a way to make her wake up.

Lynch tried to shake Maya's body again, but he still passed through her body. He tried to call in Maya's ear, but it was also useless, as if the two were not in the same world at all.

It seems useless, so there is no other choice. Being trapped here is not a solution. Although it is dangerous outside, there may be a way out.

Let's go out and try.

He blocked the faint light of the lighter and left a note for Maya, then approached the window. When the ghouls outside had wandered away, Lynch gritted his teeth and silently opened the window and got out.

He used his ability to hide himself at the first time, but he didn't dare to relax at all. He had tested it on the police officer before. If there was a gap in strength, it would be easy to be seen through if he approached. Lynch didn't dare to gamble on the probability of being discovered.

He quickly looked around. It was also dark outside. There was no sun, moon, or stars above his head. He didn't know where the city was. He relied on the green light emitted by a building in the distance to barely distinguish the surrounding environment.

In the shadows, there were swaying figures everywhere, rustling footsteps, zombie-like roars, and the unique stench of ghouls, which instantly attacked from all directions. I don't know if there are too many ghouls nearby, or if it's the same in the city.

I hope it's just special in the area.

With this in mind, Lynch decided to observe the area for a while, so he made a mark, chose the direction with light, and walked carefully close to a building, and walked... Shit.

In the darkness, a hideous face almost appeared in front of Lynch, and it was so sudden that he almost died on the spot.

The visibility was too low, and he almost collided with it directly. The distance was so close that Lynch could even smell the stench from the other party's mouth. The monster seemed to have found something wrong, and leaned forward to inhale continuously.

Lin Qi's scalp tingled, he covered his mouth and nose and took a few steps back to distance himself, but his heart had already sunk. He realized that he had overlooked a big problem. He had concealed his sight and hearing, but he could not do anything about his sense of smell.

But there was no chance to remedy it now. Lin Qi, who had distanced himself, held his pistol and ring, ready to enter combat at any time. However, the ghoul just sniffed around, then turned around and continued to wander without interest.

Phew, that was a close call.

Lin Qi pressed his pounding chest and let out a long breath. He realized that he had been carrying Maya on his back and hugging her, and his body was already covered with her rotten smell. No wonder he had not been discovered. It seems that sometimes doing something human is also good.

However, after being frightened once, Lin Qi had an idea. Now, contrary to the normal situation, it is not suitable to lurk in a hidden place, otherwise it is easy to bump into the ghoul again. On the contrary, the field of vision is better and the place farther away from the ghoul is more suitable.

For example, the middle of the city street.

The streets of the ancient city were much narrower than those of the Rhine City, and even the carriages could not run away. However, as Lynch crept along the center of the street, he successfully avoided many wandering ghouls and slowly approached the direction of the green light, just as he had imagined.

The progress was quite smooth, which made Lynch smile, but the smile froze on his face as soon as it appeared. A disgusting strong smell of blood was floating from the front.

All abnormal phenomena may be mysterious signs, but it is unpredictable whether it is a blessing or a disaster.

Lynch's heart tightened, and he gritted his teeth and turned his head away. Sorry, I didn't smell anything.

However, it was not that simple. Just when he wanted to leave, before he took a few steps, Lynch felt his feet soften.

It seemed that he stepped on something soft.

Along the way, he had never found any debris on the street. This was the first time he stepped on a foreign object. Now it was impossible to ignore it. Lynch leaned over and touched it, and found it was a piece of rag.

It was not the strange leather on the surrounding ghouls, but the linen woven by Victorian craftsmanship.

How could there be such a thing?

No matter what state he is in now, there shouldn't be such fabrics in this city.

Could it be that Maya dropped it in her dream before? However, Lynch himself was amused by this idea. Even in the mysterious world, he had never heard of things being left in dreams.

Unless this is not a dream at all, or more than a dream, modern fabrics will appear.

The light was too dim to observe, so Lynch simply put the rag under his nose and smelled it. In addition to the strong smell of blood, there was also a sour smell, not the stench of the ghouls, but more like the sour smell of homeless people or garbage dumps.

The fragments of homeless people's clothes? The question is why there is such a strong smell of blood?

The nearby ghouls seemed to be more than the ones on the road just now. It seemed that they were attracted by something and began to wander around nearby. Lynch had a bad premonition, so he simply didn't avoid it and took a few steps forward in the direction of the bloody smell.

It was not an illusion. The ghouls were indeed denser. Lynch had a hard time moving. Not only did he have to pay attention to his surroundings to avoid bumping into the ghouls, but he also had to check the ground from time to time to find the bloodiest places.

In the end, he simply got on all fours and crawled on the ground to search at the closest distance. Sure enough, he found several more fragmentary items.

Broken sticks, broken glasses, a few thin wooden boards, three-penny coins, and even a damaged boot.

They were all bloodstained and smelled bad. The blood was a little damp, which meant that it had not appeared for a long time, and it might have been left in the last one or two days.

After a simple sorting of the things he found, it seemed to come from several different people. Thinking about the information provided by Officer Natalie before, twelve corpses eaten by ghouls were found near the train station. Lynch had realized what had happened.

Those twelve people were probably victims who were pulled in here like himself, and the reason they were pulled in...

Lynch looked in the direction he came from. Although he was reluctant to believe it, he could not rule out the possibility that he was influenced by Maya.

The owners of these items all looked like homeless people, and Maya had spent the night in an abandoned parking lot where homeless people gathered the night before.

Lynch could even imagine what happened at that time. As soon as Maya fell asleep, those people appeared here one after another, but they were all ordinary people, and were soon discovered and then dismembered by groups of ghouls.

It's bad. I don't know if Maya's transfer of people here will always be effective. Officer Natalie will also come here soon. If it is still effective, she will definitely be sent in.

The consequences are disastrous. We must get out as soon as possible to prevent Officer Natalie from being trapped here.

Not daring to delay any longer, Lynch jumped directly onto the nearby roof and looked around. It was still pitch black all around, and nothing could be distinguished. Only the building emitting green light was particularly obvious in the dark.

Lynch recalled the basic knowledge of mysticism that he had learned by himself these days. His memory was a little fuzzy, but he could barely remember the three elements of dreams.

Owner, scene construction, core factors.

The owner is tentatively named Maya. The scene is undoubtedly the city she has dreamed of, and the core factor...it will automatically become the focus of the dream. The dream may change, but the core factor usually does not change. Wherever it is most eye-catching and worth noting, it is most likely to be the core factor.

According to the three elements of dreams, one of the most common ways to break through dreams is to impact the core factor, thereby awakening the dream owner and ending the dream from the root.

At this time, the most obvious and important dream element is naturally the green light.

Lynch looked at the direction of the green light and rushed directly to another roof.

Normal people or normal monsters usually don't wander on the roof, so the roof is more suitable for Lynch's stealth at this time.

Lynch chose the target and no longer hesitated. He hid his body and rushed straight to the green light on the roof like he ran wildly under the moon last night.

In his heart, he repeatedly thanked the cat god Bastet and the cat earl Hathaway. Lynch rose and fell lightly on the roof, like a running black cat. The ghouls on the street below roared unconsciously, but they knew nothing about Lynch on the roof. Even if his ability was occasionally seen through, these ghouls seemed stupid and had no consciousness. With Lynch's speed and position, it was just a black shadow flashing by. They couldn't react at all, and were easily broken through by Lynch, getting closer and closer to the location of the green light.

However, as the green light became brighter and brighter, Lynch suddenly stopped and looked at the so-called building not far away with a gloomy face.

It is hard to say that it is a building because its material is different.

It is a temple built of ice. There is no sign of melting. Instead, it exudes a strong chill. Even if it is dozens of meters away, you can still feel the coldness.

Dozens of giant ice pillars form a circle to support the entire building. It is a bit like the Greek temple in my hometown. It is tall and gorgeous, and it stands out among the low and simple buildings in the city.

All the ice bodies are beautifully carved, solemn and heavy, which makes people who see it feel fear involuntarily.

However, the surface of the entire temple is covered with a layer of disgusting dark green fog, and the strange green light on the fog is the light source that illuminates this dark world.

The surface of the fog rolls and diffuses, and green smoke evaporates from time to time. One by one, the fog columns extend out, as if countless huge tentacles stretch out to the surroundings. The tentacles twist and entangle in the air, dancing freely, full of grotesqueness and weirdness.

I am afraid this is the temple Maya said.

Lynch sighed, knowing that he had found the right place.

In Maya's previous narration, the temple dominated her dream, which further proved that this strange building was undoubtedly the core factor of the three elements of the dream.

Lynch calmed down for a moment to make himself calmer, and reorganized the knowledge of the three elements of the dream.

Maya cannot be touched, and has special characteristics, which means that she is the owner of the three elements. This is her dream, not some other indescribable thing or mysterious and strange memory.

The dream has never changed, which means that the dream scene of the city of ghouls is very stable, which means that the construction of the scene is likely to be induced or even directly interfered by external factors. Is it because of the dream in the mountain cave?

And the core factor is this strange temple. Now, as long as the core factor is formed with a strong enough impact, her dream can be terminated.

The problem is that she didn't say that this temple would be so weird. The mist tentacles are still twisting, and the temperature is so low. Is it really okay for me to impact it?

Damn it, I should be right. I'll give it a try. I have my neighbor to bless me. I'll do it, neighbor.

Without waiting for Ms. Luna's response, Lynch gritted his teeth, jumped off the roof, and rushed straight to the weird temple.

Welcome to Lynch's small classroom of mystical knowledge. Today I will bring you the three elements of dreams. This knowledge is completely nonsense. If there is any similarity, it is purely because you should take medicine. Please do not apply it in real life, otherwise the resulting mental treatment costs will be borne by yourself.