Mysterious Tribulation

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Black and red steam trains passed through a field, and snow-white plumes of smoke emerged from the huge chimneys.

In the first-class compartment.

Aaron, Clark, and Bruce occupy a small room and sit opposite each other, with a small tea table in front of them.

Once the box door outside is closed, the inside becomes its own space, which is highly secretive.

"Even so... the slowness and vibration of this kind of train are unavoidable."

Aaron looked at the scenery outside the window and sighed in his heart.

After thinking about it, he agreed to Clark's request.

The history professor immediately asked for a vacation, and the three of them took the steam train together, preparing to head to the Tangiera Mountains.

At this time, the train seats are divided into three categories: first-class, second-class, and third-class. The first-class ticket is this kind of small box, and the second-class only has seats, stacked in rows.

But in general, they are better than third-class seats.

Especially in the carriage behind the mine, if the window is not closed, a large amount of coal ash will float in immediately, and many third-class passengers will become blacks after they get off the train.

With Aaron's cane set aside and a newspaper in his hand, he always felt that a female flight attendant pushing a trolley full of candy would pass by in the aisle outside the window at any time.

Clark closed the curtains and threw another silver charm.

A spiritual wall emerged, separating the inside and outside of the carriage.

"Okay, now we can talk about the destination."

Clark coughed and stuffed tobacco into the pipe: "The ruins we are going to are an abandoned small mountain village in the Tangila Mountains. According to my investigation, it probably has a history of more than three hundred years. The birthplace of people's organization."

"Lotus Eater?" Aaron thought of the content of the "Sleepwalker" inexplicably: "It seems to be a kind of spiritual creature..."

"Yes, but then someone came into contact with them in a dream, so in reality there is a secret society that worships ghouls and believes in the ‘skeleton master’..."

Clark sighed: "It is precisely because of this that those secret organizations and esoteric groups cannot always be wiped out, because the Bureau of Investigation cannot prevent people from dreaming... May be in contact with the dream world."

"'Tibetan Skeleton Lord' is the **** who is in charge of February... It is August now, so there should be no problem."

Aaron sighed and said, but he was secretly alert in his heart.

It involves a secret organization and a Sisui. His divination may be misguided!

‘Sure enough, I still can’t trust the ability of divination too much...’

"Very well, it seems that your occult knowledge has increased again." Clark nodded with satisfaction, and took out the documents and stacks of manuscripts from the briefcase at hand: "I will look for the'Lotus Eater'. It’s been a long time since the birthplace of, the first breakthrough was in the notorious'Rainy Night Butcher' case, and obtained this letter paper!"

He pointed to the old letterhead at the top of the table and motioned to Aaron to open it.

Next to him, Bruce was exclaiming: "The murderer who was active a hundred years ago and liked to kill girls on rainy nights? He caused a lot of sensation and panic back then..."

Aaron opened the letterhead and saw the slightly scribbled writing on the yellowed letterhead:

[Dear mentor, I can’t wait to share with you, I have found a fresh lotus flower again, it is so beautiful and swaying...]

[This reminds me of what you taught on the sacred mountain, how to choose the real fresh lotus, how to peel off their tender petals, and find the delicious and juicy lotus seeds...]

[I dream of returning to the sacred mountain one day, returning to Tangiera, and listening to your teachings...]

...

Looking at these large amounts of metaphorical words, Aaron, who knew what the ‘Red’ believers were a group of, couldn’t help frowning.

"Ahem... This is what I discovered two years ago from the remains of'Rainy Night Butcher' after being sentenced to hanging. It was hidden by a mysterious means... But as a'secret historian', I have a pair of eyes that are good at discovering secrets..."

Clark Das coughed, with excitement on his face: "Then, I have been tracing the ancient stronghold of the Lotus Eater organization, and I have hired many archaeologists and extraordinary people to go deep into Tangiera Mountain, and I finally found it recently! "

"After the case that sensationalized the whole country that year, the Bureau of Investigation carried out a cruel attack and encirclement and suppression of the Lotus Eater organization, forcing them to abandon the original ancient stronghold. According to the following batches of Extraordinary people, it is safer there, of course, also There are no extraordinary materials and secrets left..."

‘Hiding yourself in a big city, sending people to explore ancient ruins, it’s really your style! Aaron slandered in his heart, and then said: "But the ancient history contained in those ruins is still quite valuable?"

"exactly."

Clark Das nodded: "This is also for Bruce to lay a good foundation... Don't worry about the ordinary beasts in the Tangiera Mountains. What I worry about is that there may be wraiths and ghosts in those places... And'Yao 'The Extraordinary, is always very good at purification."

"give it to me."

Aaron nodded.

...

After more than two hours, the three got off the steam train and hired a carriage to reach the edge of the Tangeira Mountains.

"Let's go!"

Clark Dass, dressed in a hunter's suit and very capable, walked into the jungle first.

Aaron looked at Bruce with a large hiking bag on his back, shook his head, and followed behind with his cane.

Chi Chi!

Suddenly, from the canopy in front, a few colorful birds fell.

They landed on Clark Dass's shoulders~www.novelmt.com~ twittering, then flew into the sky.

"I'm sure, there is nothing dangerous in the road ahead."

Clark Dass is like a capable master of wild survival, with a confident tone.

"Communication animals?"

Aaron glanced around, then suddenly spoke.

"Yes!"

Clark proudly said: "This is the ability that belongs to the'Druid'. The'Druid' concurrently cultivates the'Red' and the'Pupa'. I once held a'History Retrospect' ceremony in a druid holy site, but it's a pity that At that time, my rank was too low, and I only gained the abilities of'Animal Affinity' and'Beast Language'..."

"History?" Bruce asked curiously: "Teacher, what is that?"

"This is the core ability of our secret historian!" Clark glanced at Aaron: "But there are more people who know it, and even if they know it, they can't target it, so you can talk about it..."

He was obviously prepared to give a teaching about the ‘secret’ path, and he did not shy away from listening to Aaron.