"Let's get familiar with the environment and choose your own room, but it's better not to stay away from it. If necessary, it's better to go with two people." With Chamberlain's voice, they quickly walked in, but they were all trying to find a room of their own

Willa is closely behind him, two people walk together side by side, Lin Feng walk in the last, into the corridor, suddenly feel a peeping feeling, he suddenly looked back, the window over there is dark, nothing.

"What's the matter?" Chamberlain asked back.

Lin Feng shook his head: "nothing."

The three quickly disappeared at the door and quickly found their own room. The house was well preserved. Except for some dust, there was no damage. Everyone chose the room next to the second floor.

After choosing the room, Chamberlain stood in the corridor and rushed to the mission site: "I'll go to the mission site for reconnaissance. You can have a rest or walk more in this house."

Vera: Captain, I'll go with you

Chamberlain nodded, and they soon disappeared on the stairs.

Amber squinted at Remington on the right. "It seems that our Miss Willa has found her own protector."

Leimington said with a noncommittal smile: "the energy of this place is extremely abnormal. You'd better have a rest as soon as possible."

Lin Feng nodded, turned back and closed the door. It seemed that they all felt it. The energy components here were different, so it was extremely difficult to add magic. Everyone realized that this problem could not be used as much as possible.

When it was getting dark, Chamberlain and his wife came back. Naturally, they got together again and sat around the big tree in the yard. They made a big bonfire with leaves and firewood. All the four riders gathered around the fire, which seemed to reduce the sense of uneasiness.

It's getting dark very quickly. After dinner, I heard Chamberlain talk about the situation around the mission site. Then I'm ready to go back to rest.

When he left the campfire, what he saw was darkness. Amber had to hold up one of the magic swords. The sword emitted a faint silver light, which seemed to have the effect of breaking evil. With this light, they adapted to the darkness and went back to the second floor to enter their rooms

Lin Feng is used to washing. When he comes here, people are not interested in looking at the dirty water in the pond. Instead, the well in the backyard can pump water from it. But somehow, the well looks black, and I don't know whether it's a bucket or something.

Several people gave up, but when he returned to the room, he still got a bucket of water from the space bag, a set of tools to use, and then took it back. This magic was nothing to him.

Outside, you don't need to meditate in the room at all, and you can recover automatically. Although it's a bit troublesome here, it's just a little slower.

The most important thing is that he has a strange sense of familiarity. Because of the decrease of magic, the space is naturally filled with other energies, among which there is spiritual power.

Although the body has not been trained, the soul can still find the subtle changes immediately, just like a handful of sand in the original pure water.

There was really nothing to do in this environment. Lin Feng used several cleaning techniques and controlled the strong wind to blow all the dust out of the window. Then he lay on the bed with his clothes, but there was still a musty smell coming into his nose.

He had another purification technique. He wrapped his head and used it to filter the air. His weight made his bed creak. I don't know if the wood is rotten. He always felt that he would collapse at any time

However, in his perspective, the wood of the bed is very strong, and it looks very good quality, worthy of being the furniture of a large family.

Looking at the dark night outside the window, he didn't feel sleepy at all. The ability of autonomous sleep was almost mastered automatically after he awakened his subconscious system, but it was impossible to sleep peacefully in this strange environment.

Feeling the sound of breathing next door, he simply got up and went to the window. He looked down at the yard through the broken window glass. There was a slight change in his eyes and absorbed all the light into his eyes.

The four horses were all very human, and they were not tied. At this time, they were all surrounded by the previous campfire, standing or lying on their stomach, and they didn't move. Only the campfire occasionally sounded a crisp sound or two.

It's only tens of meters. It looks like an oil painting surrounded by darkness. It's so depressing. No wonder even animals run to the campfire.

Gaga

In the distance, a subtle crow call came.

Lin Feng followed the direction of the sound and saw that he had nothing to gain. There was not only no light, but also thick fog. Even his perception was greatly suppressed.

Take back the line of sight, ready to go back, suddenly swept a location in the courtyard, suddenly swept back again.

Eyes adjust quickly. Yes, he can't hallucinate. In a corner of the yard, there is a long hair with its back to him. I can't see whether it's a man or a woman. The hair is very long, and the skirt is dragged to the ground. He walks very slowly. If I don't look carefully, I can't feel it's moving.

Lin Feng felt a sense of familiarity, but when he observed carefully, he didn't feel like anyone in the team“ At this time, who will appear in such a place? " If he had not happened to get up at the window to observe the outside, and his eyes were extremely keen, he would not have found the figure. Eyes have been staring at this figure, the other side is not so much walking, as moving, or floating. He thought about a few people in the team. Although Chamberlain seemed to explain to them conscientiously all the way, he always felt that he knew a lot of things he didn't say. No, it's not walking. His perception is locked, but there's nothing there. There's no sound of footsteps or even physical objects. But there's a moving shadow in front of his eyes. Generally speaking, perception is the perspective of reality, better than the eye, but now it has the opposite result. The figure seemed to be aware of it. He stopped and was about to look back. Subconsciously, he turned his head and didn't look any more. It was like when you peep at others, when you see that you are about to be found, you will immediately shift your eyes, pretend to be looking away, and his eyes will fall back into the room. The room was dark. There was no red light of the campfire. There was nothing to see. Immediately he reflected that he was afraid of something. He turned to look again, but his eyes fell on the window???? In the dark night, there seemed to be a shadow sticking to the window, blocking the view. He looked at it carefully, and found that it was a head with long hair hanging there. His dark face was close to the window and looked at him, and his eyes were staring at him.