Chapter 350: 349Dream Doll Old Man

Chapter 350: 349Dream Doll Old Man

Chapter 350 Chapter 349. Dream Doll Old Man

Gascoigne walked away, following the uncovered and unguarded ditch outside his window.

The sunshine today is good, but it seems that the traces of hunting last night have not been cleared away, so there are only a few Yannan people walking on the road.

And these few people also had an indelible look of anxiety and panic on their faces.

They had just bought daily necessities and incense in their arms, and then hurried to the next target.

Lan En took one last look at the scene on the street through the crack of the door that was about to close.New novel chapters are published on

The atmosphere of anxiety and panic in this city has become so intense that it is exhausting and there is no time to cover it up.

Lan En, thank you for your hard work, you can go and have a rest.

With a duster in hand, Viola, who had just finished sweeping the dust, said to Lan with a smile.

"I'll call you if anything happens. Don't worry, Gascoigne will sleep and rest in the morning after the night of the hunt, and the children and I will stay quiet. You will sleep well."

As the wife of a hunter, the Viola family has already adjusted their work and rest habits for this job.

Lan En looked at the two little girls who were still playing quietly on the side and nodded slightly.

"I'm going to rest, Mrs. Viola. Whatever happens or not, please wake me up when Gascoigne comes back."

Of course, you agreed, didnt you?

Viola agreed easily.

Lan En turned around and entered the guest room. He leaned the Lake Girl's Sword against the bedside while he was lying on the bed.

On the comforting soapy bed, he began to feel sleepy.

This isnt quite right, Mentos? Im getting tired so fast

Sir? I cant check anything, this

The intelligent voice of the biological intelligent brain seems more and more distant in my mind.

Lan En's consciousness fell into a deep sleep, as if sinking into the deep sea.

I dont know how long it took, but a faint floral fragrance lingered on the tip of his nose.

He woke up from his daze.

The first thing I felt was not the bedding that smelled of soap, but the hard stone bricks.

Lan En carefully lifted himself up from the ground and looked at the scene in front of him in a daze.

This is not a guest room in Gascoignes house, but the garden in front of a small church? Or the cemetery?

There are a few unknown white flowers on the ground, and at the corners of this small courtyard, there are tombstones of different shapes erected.

Lan En was not sure whether the only building in front of him was a church. From the appearance, it was indeed a small church.

One of his feet has disappeared, and a wooden prosthetic limb is used to keep both legs of equal length.

"How did it happen? This question is really strange." The old man lowered his head and spoke in a low and slow voice.

You broke into the garden I was guarding and asked me how I came to be there.

"The garden you guard? With all due respect, are you a mage, wizard or something?"

Lan En was leaning on the workbench and asked calmly.

He has seen in books a case of using illusion magic to build a large fairy tale amusement park. Is this space a similar product of this kind of magic?

"If I make you unhappy, I can say it clearly and I will leave immediately. As long as I leave this illusion, I will also leave Yanan."

"Illusion? Dream? It's almost the same thing. If you think it is, then there's nothing wrong with it."

The old man said in a wheelchair with a cane.

But leaving Yharnam? Why do you think that after breaking into someone elses garden and startling them, you can just walk away and thats it?

Lan En frowned: "In other words, you want 'compensation'?"

Not much, not much, haha. The old man continued with a smile.

His head was lowered, and the brim of his tall hat prevented Lan En from seeing his expression.

"You are a hunter, young man? You are very good, energetic and skilled. If you can join the hunting night, it will be considered as 'compensation', how about it?"

The night of the hunt is over, just last night.

"The past? Haha, it will always come again, it will always come again, Yanan always needs to hunt the night."

As long as you participate in the hunting night as a Yharnamite, you can use whatever is in this workshop, including the doll at the door.

The old man's low and slow words revealed a sense of temptation.

"It's not easy for outsiders in Yanam, but it only takes a little blood. Inject a small amount of blood into your body, and we can make an agreement. You will be a pure Yanamite."

Sounds very tempting. Lan En tilted his head and looked at the old man in the wheelchair.

But man, firstly I dont want to be a Yharnamite, and secondly I have no interest in dolls, so...

Lan En didn't finish his words, he just spread his hands.

The old man also sighed. "So, you refuse compensation?"

Hey, thats really a pity.

Yes, I feel sorry for it too.

Lan En's center of gravity sank slightly, his heartbeat began to accelerate, and his body temperature began to rise.

The cat's eyes were staring at the old man who seemed to be sleeping with his head down.

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