World Occult User Guide

Lin An waited in the car for about ten minutes, and then a "knock knock knock" sound came. Kan Tubi knocked on the car window, and Fu Bin rolled down the window.

"We have asked for the way, and we can continue to move forward at any time. However, Mel is still chatting with the two freaks who came out of the field, and it is estimated that they will chat for a long time."

"What does it mean?" Fu Bin was stunned.

"I don't understand, the three of them are speaking English." Kan Tubi rolled his eyes, "Maybe those two guys are the food for this village tonight."

Fu Bin and Lin An looked at each other, and only heard Mel who was chasing them interrupted breathlessly.

"Mr. Ranger, it's not like that! The two people we met are from Eagle Country. They came here to do research a few years ago and have lived here ever since."

"Eagle Country?" Lin An became interested, "What research?"

"Not sure." Mel rolled up her hair with her fingers, "Because Kan Tubi ran away impatiently, otherwise with my strength as a journalism major at Smith University, I would definitely be able to ask clearly."

"I don't understand what you are chattering about." Kan Tubi spread his hands.

Lin An wanted to send Fu Bin to his legendary alumni military camp as soon as possible to prevent complications, but Mel's description aroused his curiosity.

It would be fine if they didn't rent a venue in a well-equipped city, but why did these two Eagle people go to a remote village with no water, electricity, and no internet to conduct research, and stay there for several years?

After discussing it, the group decided to enter the village.

After the giant [Niguguno Gamba] lost control, the village was severely damaged, with falling fruits, collapsed houses, and groaning wounded everywhere.

Fortunately, the giant's attention was quickly attracted by their off-road vehicles, so the damage and casualties did not expand further.

The villagers were cleaning up the mess on the ground. Seeing Mel and Kan Tubi coming back, they nodded to them slightly, and then hurried to work. They had to pick up all the food as much as possible before dark to avoid attracting nocturnal beasts.

It was not easy to recognize this foreign couple from the crowd. They were as tanned as the locals and wore similar clothes.

"Sorry to have kept you waiting." Mel greeted a man and a woman in the corner, "These are my other partners."

"Hello, I'm Jason Hopper." The man smiled gently and walked forward, "This is my wife, Cornelia Bannister Hopper, nice to meet you."

Lin An looked at the two people. They were about fifty years old, but their hair and beard were already gray. Their cheeks were a little sunken due to thinness and covered with deep wrinkles. Their eyes revealed a refined temperament that could not be concealed by the frost and fatigue, which reminded him of his professor.

Mel was about to translate, and Lin An spoke in fluent English.

"Hello, nice to meet you too. Although we are just a group of passing travelers, you seem to need help."

The wife waved her hand and said tactfully: "Thank you for your kindness, but we are happy to hear the kind language of our hometown."

"Really? Even if we have a way to treat the wounded?"

The couple was stunned, and saw Mel squatting in front of a staggering wounded person.

She grabbed a handful of soil from the ground, rolled it into a ball, pressed it into a pancake with her palm, and wrote a strange symbol on it with her fingernails.

The firefly-like starlight was diffused, and the symbol was the center of the light that was invisible to ordinary people's naked eyes, slowly evaporating the harmful substances in the soil.

It became clean and crisp, and turned into fine particles of powder and scattered in Mel's palm.

"Bei, Biwa!"

The person who supported the injured couldn't help shouting when he saw this.

Lin An guessed that the so-called "Biwa" and "Da Wa" were somewhat similar, belonging to variants of the same language family, referring to things related to spells, anyway, it was the name for mysterious people all over the world.

It seemed that this was not the first time that the villagers had seen mysterious people. In addition to the giants, it was estimated that there were mysterious people passing by here before.

The free mysterious people had no systematic guidance. They were all crazy, strange, and aggressive. They brought only fear to the villagers, so that when Mel just showed a little supernatural means, the originally quiet people suddenly fled in fear.

The injured man couldn't move, he froze in place, staring with big eyes full of fear.

"Don't be afraid, this will make you feel better."

Mel held the powder to his lips with both hands, blew gently, and the gravel flowed into the injured man's legs that were smashed into a bloody mess.

The bones returned to their positions, the flesh and blood squirmed, and the skin grew from bottom to top like a creeper, until the part that should have been jointed healed within a minute, as if it had never been injured.

The injured man still didn't blink, staring at his lower body like a petrified man.

"It's not just the legs, I vaguely feel that there are problems with other organs in your body..."

"Okay, don't just treat his illness." Kan Tubi interrupted Mel's concentration, "Which living person doesn't have some problems? There are broken arms, broken ribs, and broken heads over there - cough, time is life, hurry up and move."

The two didn't speak the same language, didn't know what the other was saying, but they cooperated unexpectedly tacitly.

Kantubi was like a moving track for checked luggage, pushing the slow and stubborn Mel around, and in a blink of an eye, he rescued several wounded people who were almost dead.

The Hoppers were dumbfounded, and after a while, Lin An coughed.

"Have you heard of the spellcaster Peral?"

"No, it's the name of a spellcaster expel?"

"To be precise, Pellar is a variant name for a spellcaster. In the folk magic and witchcraft of Lion Country, it specifically refers to those rural magic practitioners."

[Name]: Pellar, Rural Magician, Curse Remover

[Rating]: Weird D

[Radiation Value]: 3.2%

[Pollution Level]: 2.2%

[Medium]: God of Farming

The green panel followed Mel's movement. Every time she saved a person, the radiation value data increased by 0.5%, which made Lin An quite pleased.

In the culture of Lion Country, witches are often regarded as evil, poor, weird and lonely groups, but Pellar unexpectedly has a good reputation and prestige.

People believe that her magical talent does not come from the devil, but from fantasy creatures such as fairies or mermaids.

According to legend, Pellar is good at breaking spells, curses and other negative spells, and people visit her with their children every spring.

Pellar puts herbs, powders, ointments, potions, and stones into a small bag and wears it around the child's neck as a talisman.

Sometimes, Peral would also sprinkle ashes and soil from the graves on children, cows or other livestock to protect them from witches, or give people some parchment with mysterious constellation symbols engraved on them.

These symbols were copied from magic texts. To expel specific curses, people must keep the pattern secret, otherwise Peral's spells will lose their effect.

"Biwa! Biwa! Biwa!"

The villagers watched Mel's actions nervously. The spellcasting methods in a foreign country made them feel strange and frightened. Kantubi shouted loudly.

"No, it's a witch doctor! Herbalist! Evil Eye Amulet!"

"Oh!"

After the local translation was completed, the villagers finally accepted Mel's ability.

The Hoppers whispered to each other for a while, and the husband smiled at Lin An and politely changed the subject.

"Where are you going to spend the night?"

"Leave now."

"It's getting dark, and it's dangerous to go on the road now. Why don't you stay in the village, I'll treat you to dinner."

The sun set, and the faint stars and moon became the only remaining light sources.

After darkness came, the villagers were about to stop their work when a bright fire lit up on the other side.

The Hoppers lit a bonfire and cooked a pot of thick corn porridge made of rice flour. There was a plate next to it with stew to go with the corn porridge.

Some villagers were still collecting food. The younger children were attracted by the aroma. Together with Lin An and others sitting around the bonfire, there were more than 20 people.

The amount prepared by the couple was only enough for five or six adults to fill their stomachs. They did not drive the children away, and asked the guests to take food from the pot and plate in order.

Although he was hungry, Mel scooped a small portion of porridge and side dishes that would not humiliate anyone, and then passed the pot.

Kantubi unceremoniously scooped a large bowl of porridge and a large plate of stew, which made the children in line gasp; the polite Kofi changed his usual behavior and scooped the remaining one-third and passed it to Lin An and Fu Bin.

Fu Bin did not want to compete with the children for food, so he simply did not move the spoon; Lin An tasted a few bites.

Now that we're here, how can we not try it?

The corn porridge tasted like a cup of sticky hot water, and the stew had been cooked for too long and was beyond recognition. One could only barely make out the starchy roots and vegetables that looked like beans.

When the pot and stew were passed to the children, only half a bowl was left. They scraped the bottom of the pot with a wooden spoon and ate the last bit of the leftovers.

The Hoppers, who prepared the food, didn't eat a single bite.

"This is not good." Mel frowned, "This may be all the dinner for these children."

"What are you nagging about again? Don't look at me with that look, why don't you dare to glare at Coffey?" Kantubi said, "You eat too little, which really makes us suffer."

The young soldier was young and had an excellent ability to learn languages. He spoke in fluent French, and Mel roughly understood.

"Suffer? God, we are not robbers! Mr. Coffey, you judge-Mr. Coffey?"

Coffey left at some point and came back with two cans of pineapples in each hand.

"This is our food." Mel was stunned.

"Are they giving you a free meal?" Kantubi wiped his mouth, opened the can with a knife, and took a piece of pineapple into his mouth, "Yeah, delicious."

He passed the can around and encouraged everyone to try it.

The children took out the pineapple from the can with their hands, smiling happily.

The can was passed around again, and everyone took a sip of the juice in turn and dispersed happily.

Coffey took out two brand new cans from the bag and handed them to the Hoppers, who accepted them without refusing.

"At least you don't have to worry about obesity when living here." The husband joked, but Coffey didn't understand his humor.

After dinner, the couple led the group to their cabin. The wooden planks were simply covered with a few straw mats as beds, and everyone had to squeeze together.

As the only woman, Mel lay down without any complaints.

"Kantubi, I will never comment on your affairs again."

"What?"

"I am going to pray. Good night."

After his companions fell into a deep sleep, Lin An walked out of the cabin. The Hoppers had set up a foothold on the tree outside, and he climbed up.

Looking down from a high place, the scattered houses look like small islands in the vast sea of ​​wilderness. The intricate paths connect the mud houses, like a huge nervous system diagram. The occasional shining green light is a shallow lake wetland, full of life-sustaining water. of water.

"I heard that you traveled all the way from Eagle Country to Bantu to 'do research'. Are you doing social culture, or archaeological discoveries or other topics?"

As expected, the Hoppers were not asleep. They were leaning against the tree trunk and looking at Lin An who had come uninvited as expected.

"No, that's interesting, but we are both real scientists." The husband replied, the shade of the tree casting a swaying shadow on his cheek. "I worked in the Familiar Laboratory, and my wife had Kalevni A tenure-track position at the Asian Institute of Technology.”

Let me go, there are really two professors.

If I'm not lying, they are much better off than my professors...

Lin An pondered for a moment and said, "You accept witchcraft as fast as the people in Nanzhou."

"As long as you live in this land, no matter how well educated you are, it is difficult not to believe in witchcraft and spells. Even if someone says they are not superstitious, they will keep the taboos in mind because they never want to be cursed. "

The wife sighed and said in a strange tone.

"Ten years ago, long before the first monster appeared, we were walking with the curse." (End of Chapter)