Chapter 72 Psychic Communication (Asking for a Monthly Pass)

The moment he saw the "midwife", Lumian's heart seemed to stop beating.

Is she still alive?

I clearly saw that she was killed by Lane and her spirit was destroyed!

Lumian remembers very well that the "midwife" eventually turned into small pieces of flesh and blood all over the ground, and some parts were not even found.

This TM is a ghost! No, there is breathing! Lumian thought of some of his sister's novels, and his heart changed from stagnant to beating wildly.

If the "midwife" hadn't looked at him and was pruning the branches of the flower tree by himself, he would probably have reacted to stress.

Click, click, small branches growing chaotically fell to the ground, waking up the dazed Lumian.

He subconsciously took a step forward and walked towards the place where the tulips bloomed.

The "midwife" did not stop him or even turn around.

Lumian couldn't help but take a sneak look at her again, only to see that she looked focused and serious, and her side face was set off by the shadows brought by flowers and trees, which was very dark and dark.

Not daring to stay any longer, Lumian picked a few tulips and left the administrator's castle.

Until he returned to the village, his heart was still pounding.

Calming down, seeing that it was still early, and before the node where Aurore took the initiative to trigger the loop, Lumian went to Raymond. Clegg's family walked away.

This is also a two-story building, but it is significantly older, more dilapidated, and narrower than Lumian and Auror's house, with the exterior walls highlighting the gray of the stone and climbing a lot of green plants.

At this time, the door of Clegg's house was open, allowing people to see the stove on the left, the table on the right, and the barrels in the back.

According to Lumian's memory, the barrels were used for storage, and in a space separated by them were two simple wooden beds, which belonged to Raymond and his sister.

Lumian didn't knock on the door, and walked straight into Clegg's house as usual.

Raymond's sister and sister are helping their mother prepare dinner, and Raymond's father, Pierre. Clegg sat on a chair at a wooden table, sullen drinking cheap wine.

"I heard that Raymond is missing?" Lumian first asked Pierre. Clegg, with a concerned expression.

Pierre. Cleggby seemed to be several years older before, and the few wrinkles on his face became more and more obvious.

He raised his head and looked at Lumian, and asked in confusion and surprise:

"You don't know?"

At this time, Raymond's mother, sister, and sister all stopped what they were doing and looked sideways at Lumian.

Lumian said that he really couldn't tell the truth anymore:

"I've been busy with my own business all this time, and I haven't seen Raymond for several days."

Pierre. Clegg had already inquired and knew that Lumian was telling the truth, otherwise he suspected that this bastard kid had instigated Raymond to run away from home, and he would have come to question him this afternoon.

"Two days ago afternoon, they said it was the 29th, and Raymond went out and never came back." Pierre. Clegg said with a gloomy expression, "We have been looking for him, his two brothers are still looking for him outside, where do you think he will go?"

Lumian thought for a moment and said:

"He has always said that he doesn't want to learn shepherding, but he doesn't have much money on him, so he can't leave by himself, let me see what he has left......"

As he spoke, he walked very naturally to the barrels behind the first floor, passed through their gaps, and arrived at Raymond's bed.

The bed was very simple, as if it were made of a few pieces of wood, but the gray-blue sheets, pillows stuffed with straw and other things, and quilts with stitches were very clean, and they were often cleaned.

This is because Aurore loves cleanliness very much and does not allow lice and other things to appear in the house and body, and Lumian has also developed this habit, so when he gets along with his friends who often play together, he will consciously urge them to do good personal hygiene, and do not allow those guys to be dirty all day long and deal with lice and fleas.

If Raymond and the others were lazy for a period of time and were found to have lice again, they would definitely be mischievous, and they might even be forcibly pushed into the river, and they would have to wash them even if they didn't wash them.

After several years of oppression, Raymond would habitually help clean up the environment when he returned home.

"We didn't find a message." Pierre. Clegg followed to the area and said with a sad face.

Lumian sat down on the edge of Raymond's bed and reached under the pillow.

There were two things, a dark red absorbent pen with cracks and a workbook with many words written on it.

Raymond had a thirst for knowledge but had little opportunity to pursue an education.

In the time of Russell the Great, villages like Kordu had compulsory township schools, located in the building where the administrator now works - it also has a recruitment office, a recruit physical examination committee and other institutions, but there are only a few staff members who come and go.

In recent decades, many villages no longer have schools, and the church will hold Sunday schools with a larger population.

When Lumian was in a good mood, he always claimed that he wanted to raise money to drink, so he sold his old pens and homework books to Raymond, Ava and others at a low price, and taught them some words by the way.

Every time he studied, Raymond was very serious, just as he practiced fighting and went up the mountain to help the shepherds make cheese for a reward.

He was trying so hard to change his destiny.

Lumian took out the pen and the workbook, stared at them, and did not move for a while.

"I have read it with the priest of the parish, and he said that it is written in very simple words and cannot be formed into sentences." Pierre. Clegg sighed.

Lumian looked at the workbook and saw that the handwriting on it gradually changed from messy and ugly to acceptable as the page numbers changed.

"There is really no message." He first echoed Pierre. Clegg said, and then said, "But I'm not sure if this is a cipher code that can be translated into a certain sentence. You must have heard similar stories, Aurore told many children in the village, did they mention it when they went home?"

This includes Raymond's younger brother and sister.

"Yes." Pierre. Clegg nodded.

If the villagers of Kordu Village have no money to go to the tavern, they often gather in the kitchen at night to chat and tell stories, and those who are invited for the first time need to bring a bottle of wine according to the same etiquette in every place in Intis, which can be very cheap.

Pierre. It was at this kind of gathering that Clegg heard his youngest son tell a similar story.

Lumian held up the homework book openly and confidently:

"I'll take it back and show Aurore to see if she can find anything."

"Okay." Pierre. Clegg didn't think it was something precious.

After leaving the area surrounded by barrels, Lumian walked towards the door, and Pierre. Clegg sat down again.

After walking a few steps, Lumian heard Pierre. Clegg sighed to himself:

"He doesn't want to learn to shepherd, so he can tell me, why do you want to leave......

"In a while, our family will be rich, and we don't need to learn to herd sheep......"

Prosper? Lumi moved with peace of mind, turned her body, and asked curiously:

"Are there any opportunities to make a fortune?"

Pierre. Clegg didn't look at him, lowered his head, and said sullenly:

"Our family's zodiac sign is about to change, and luck will get better......"

This...... Lumian felt a little hairy when he heard this.

"Who told you this?" He asked.

Pierre. Clegg didn't answer him, still feeling sorry for himself.

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When he returned home, Lumian immediately told his sister that the "midwife" was still alive.

Aurore frowned her golden eyebrows:

"Not necessarily a living person."

"Huh?" Lumian was stunned for a moment.

Aurore said while thinking:

"Didn't we discuss it before? The path where Madame Pualis is likely to have the power to control the undead, and it may be a living corpse."

"But I saw it without opening my spiritual vision, and there were no traces of stitching on her body, she was cut into many small pieces by Lane at that time." Lumian recalled, "Also, I heard her breathing!"

Speaking of this, Lu Mian settled for a moment:

"However, she is indeed a little sluggish, her expression is very gloomy, and her eyes are not smart enough, very similar, very much like Naroka! The Naroka I saw at night in the last loop, the Naroka who took the initiative to walk into the other world!"

The Naroka with a pale face and blank eyes.

Of course, the "midwife" is obviously closer to the living.

Aurore nodded lightly and said:

"Some kind of special, closer state to the undead?"

She couldn't guess the answer, so she had to motion for Lumian to say something else.

Lumian detailed the castle as if nothing had happened and Raymond's father's words.

After listening quietly, Aurore nodded and said:

"Madame Poalis doesn't seem to want to pursue the castle's affairs, nor does she know what she's worried about......

"Also, your findings do prove that some of the anomalies in the village are related to her, but she doesn't seem to be involved in the circular ......."

What she meant was that the anomalies in Madame Puaris' relationship were mainly fertility, death, soul, and the other world, without the cycle of time.

"I think so too." Lumian had this experience when he explored before, "It seems that the person behind the priests of this parish is most likely not Mrs. Puaris."

He contacted Raymond's father's words and guessed for himself:

"The person who spreads that doing something can affect the constellation and get good luck?"

Aurore said "hmm":

"I'll do an investigation tomorrow and see if I can psychic Raymond in the evening."

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After dinner, at night, Aurore saw that the time was almost up and began to arrange the altar.

She was still praying to herself this time, so she only placed one candle, but the candle was replaced with another one made of materials such as deep sleeping flowers.

After lighting the candle according to the process, Aurore sanctified a silver dagger to create a spiritual wall, and then dripped hydrosol made of night herbs, moon flowers, etc. on the orange flame, stirring up a hazy mist.

Seeing that the preparatory preparations were completed, Aurore glanced at the workbook on the altar, took a step back, and said in the ancient Hermis language:

"Me!"

As this word was spit out, her eyes became deep, and it seemed as if there was an invisible wind swirling around her.

"I call in my name:"

This was the second sentence she spoke, and it was changed to Hermis.

——Because she didn't know where Raymond's spirit was, she couldn't communicate directly, she could only try it by summoning, and as a wild extraordinary, she didn't dare to pray to the "Night Goddess" in charge of this realm, she could only rely on herself, and the probability of success would not be too high, unless Raymond's spirit was indeed somewhere in Cordu Village, very close.

Aurore continued to recite:

"The spirit that lingers in the village of Kordu;

"It's called Raymond. Clegg's Man;

"The owner of this homework book......"

The orange candle suddenly shook, absorbing the surrounding fog and becoming a little bigger.

Its light rippled and was dyed with a dark blue color.

Aurore's forehead was sweating and she began to borrow power from various materials.

In the sound of the wind, a figure appeared above the dark blue flames.

In the eyes of Lumian, who had already opened his spiritual vision, the figure was in a translucent state, with brown hair and brown eyes, and an ordinary appearance, it was Raymond. Clegg.

He was indeed still in the village.

At this time, Raymond's body was swollen, his face was white, and the corners of his eyes were blood-colored tears.

This...... Aurore was obviously stunned.

After the cycle was restarted, Raymond was just missing and not drowned, how could he be like this?

That's right, if he hadn't drowned, how could he have become a spirit?

Contradictory ......

In doubt, Aurore asked:

"Raymond. Clegg, why are you missing?"

Raymond's expression suddenly became ferocious, and he shouted sharply:

"They drowned me!"

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(End of this chapter)