Soul echo

Chapter 6 Under the Darkness

It was night, and dark clouds covered the moon, making Resta plunge into darkness.

In this era when candles were still expensive, ordinary people seldom buy candles in their homes, not even firewood.

The areas where nobles and wealthy merchants live are still brightly lit, and some houses are even lit all night.

And besides them, there was another lighted place in the town—the tavern!
But soon, not long after nightfall, the lights of the tavern were also turned off, so far, the area where the civilians lived was no longer bright.

——The darkness stirred.

Zhong Ye walked through the streets with a half-sword on his back. He didn't have the supernatural ability of a demon hunter to track the aura of dark creatures, but Amos also didn't have the reasoning ability to solve cases—even though he himself learned it by watching movies and TV dramas. I don't know if it works yet.

A few homicide scenes could not constitute a sacrificial ritual, but apart from homicides, Resta also had several disappearances.

The homicide is afraid that it will only be thrown out to attract attention, and the focus should be on those who are missing.

Of course, these cases may also be committed by several different forces...

After discussing with Amos for a while, Zhong Ye and Amos decided to split up.

Amos used supernatural ability to track, Zhong Ye patrolled while trying to reason, to see if he could get lucky.

The homicides and disappearances all happened at night. Except for a nobleman who could barely get in touch with Baron Resta, the dead and missing people were all civilians, and the cases all happened in areas where civilians lived.

From this, three possibilities can be drawn: first, the murderer lived in a civilian area and chose the target nearby; second, the murderer did not live in a civilian area, and chose to attack in a civilian area in order to conceal his hiding place; third, these few The case is just a cover-up, to attract attention to the civilian area, so that they can do things in the area where the nobles and wealthy businessmen live.

There may be other possibilities, but Zhong Ye can only think of so many for the time being.

call--

The wind blowing over the eaves woke Zhong Ye up, and when he raised his head, the bright moonlight shone on his face, and a round of silvery white moon was reflected in his eyes.

The smell of blood was lingering in the mixed-smelling night wind. Zhong Ye had smelled this smell a lot in the past half month, so he was naturally a little sensitive.

Gently touching the hilt of the sword with his right hand, Zhong Ye stood on the spot and looked around. After a while, he grasped the direction where the smell was coming from, and walked closer.

…………

Jihayi covered his brother's mouth and nose, with tears in his eyes, and took a small breath of the stale air under the bed.

He could feel bugs crawling across the soles of his feet, and the touch that he used to be able to bear felt unbearable for a moment now.

"Don't move..." Jihayi whispered in his brother's ear as if begging.

His younger brother is very obedient, because for this child, only by listening to his elder brother can he not be beaten by adults.

Is that person gone?

Under the dark bed, Jihayi looked into the same dark room.

That man was different from the other men that mother usually brought back. Although mother would make them hide every time she brought adults back, Jihayi often secretly observed those men after hiding, and it was the same this time.

The man stood at the door until his mother asked him to come in before he came in.

For some reason, Jihayi felt very strange when he saw the man's behavior.

After closing the door, the power of fear became stronger and stronger, and gradually occupied his heart. After hearing a scream from the next door, he hurriedly hugged his brother and hid under the bed.

"Don't make a sound..."

Jihayi whispered some instructions to his younger brother, and then carefully climbed out of the bed.

He walked to the wall, put his ear close to the wall, and tried to listen to the sound next door.

Since he was a child, he has discovered that his hearing and eyesight are far superior to ordinary people, and if he pays attention, he can even perceive many things that ordinary people cannot perceive.

just one breath...

His first thought was that his mother was still alive; his second thought was that the man was still alive.

At this time, Jihayi finally thought in horror why he felt that man was weird—he hadn't felt the man's breath before!

Only dead people don't breathe, that man is a 'living dead'!
Jihayi swallowed in fear, lay down tremblingly, and told his younger brother under the bed: "Don't make a sound, don't move, no matter what I do, don't move... Do you know? Don't come out." Sound, nod when you know."

The little boy covered his mouth and nose and nodded.

At this moment, Jihayi felt very lucky. Fortunately, his eyesight was better, and fortunately, he was smarter than others since he was a child.

Walking lightly to the door, Jihayi slammed open the door and ran out, shouting as he ran, "Uncle Harken, Uncle Soldier, Aunt Maria, someone is going to beat me!"

The yelling seemed to add fire to the silent night, and the streets and alleys boiled instantly.

coming! he came!

The man followed him like a shadow, and he noticed it the moment he slammed into the door, and followed him, chasing after him all the time.

Jihayi opened his mouth wide to swallow the blowing air, his chest was burning and stinging, but he didn't dare to stop.

The doors of several houses on the side of the street opened suddenly, and several men with sticks and axes came out. Taking advantage of the moonlight, they saw Jihayi's short figure followed by a black shadow.

Two men hesitated for a moment, but the others immediately rushed forward, and the guy in their hand greeted the black figure vigorously.

However, they all flinched.

The black figure dodged back abruptly, leaving the stick and the ax in the empty space. The men looked stunned and didn't realize what happened.

Jihayi stopped, panted, and shouted excitedly: "He, he is the living dead!"

One of the two men who had been hesitant before heard the yell, and immediately trembled, hurried back to the house, and closed the door firmly, while the other was so frightened that his hands and feet went limp.

"Oh?"

The man who was chasing Jihayi chuckled, and stepped out of the shadows, his pale, blood-veined skin seemed to shimmer in the moonlight.

"How do you know? Could it be that you are born with superhuman abilities?"

Jihayi's face turned pale. He saw the man lick his lips, and heard the words: "I didn't expect such an excellent blood source to exist in this border town..."

He heard from mercenaries and adventurers that there is a kind of living dead called 'vampires' in this world. They can strengthen themselves by sucking the blood of others. They are terrible dark creatures.

The night was silent again, and the words of Jihai and the vampire were like a cold wind, blowing out the courage in the hearts of the strong men.

Seeing their panicked appearance, the corners of the vampire's mouth curled up, and he walked forward slowly. Every time he took a step forward, several strong men and Jihai took a step back. This kind of pleasure of inflicting fear on others was constantly in his heart Spread and swell.

Seeing the expressions on their faces getting more and more terrified, the vampire's eyes flashed a hint of sarcasm, and he took a deep breath, "Sweet breath..."

Shout, shout, cry...

But at this moment, a burst of footsteps broke the silence.

The vampire turned around in astonishment, a silver light rapidly expanded in his eyes, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly bent his waist and legs to dodge.

——It was originally a long sword, refracting moonlight.

I caught a glimpse of a man with black hair and black eyes slashing at him with a long sword in his hand. The vampire waved his hand to support himself on the ground, rebounded and jumped onto the roof on one side.

Standing under the moonlight, the vampire's eyes lit up with resentment, his jaw opened unconsciously, his muscles tensed, revealing a pair of sharp fangs.

Returning to the sword posture, Zhong Ye raised his eyebrows, "Vampire?"

(End of this chapter)