Lord of the Mysteries: Traveler

"Mystery Lord Traveler (!

Before Fren could speak, the little old man walked out on the ground, danced for a while, then twisted his waist twice, and finally took off his hat and signaled, "Hey, I'm the beloved old Reg."

In fact, for a moment, Furen's expression was out of control, but for the sake of good expression management, Furen could only put away his somewhat broken expression and become a qualified expression management expert.

"Rent? For a few days?" Although no one responded, Old Reg restrained his actions and asked instead.

"Let's rent a house for a week," Fren replied blankly, looking extremely indifferent.

However, the maverick mentality of dressing up is not an ordinary person after all. Under Fren's indifferent expression, Reg still answered fluently: "Rent a house for a week? How many rooms? Single room? If there is a single room, I have a total of Five houses."

"Yes, it's a single room, are they all the same? Then pick me a quieter house." Fren booked the house in a few words.

"Okay, then it's a total of one gold pound." Reg's smile was still bright, but it was still a bit strange hanging on Reg's shrunken skin.

"..." Furen nodded, took out a gold pound and handed it to Old Reg, got a key, and was finally led to a house further west.

After Fren opened the door with the key, he saw that there was only a bed and a urinal inside. He was not surprised at all. After looking at the lock inside the door, he nodded to Reg and said, "Thank you old man."

"Hey, old Reg is not old, old Reg is forever young." Reg repeated these words with a rough melody, and then left slowly.

After Fren put down his luggage, he closed the door. Before leaving, he locked the door inside, and then used his extraordinary ability to leave the house from the side of the wall.

Although there were no valuables in the luggage, Furen was rather stingy and didn't want to risk theft.

After having a place of residence, Fren's first destination was of course the place that the servant specifically told him not to go. The Moon Lake was also the place where Fren felt that he was most likely to find the minions with extraordinary abilities.

However, since you came to Oak Village, you must have a close look at the oldest oak tree that has been rumored for a long time. After all, it is the source of the name of Oak Island.

It is not uncommon to be called the oldest oak tree, and it is not as exaggerated as commercialized in modern society. At this time, many things with rich tourism value have not been commercialized.

However, sometimes overly developed commercialization can also cause bad results. Under the gradual rendering of tourism, tourism has changed from a kind of enjoyment to a consumerist propaganda material.

The old oak tree was gradually revealed in front of Fren. The old oak tree was not as mysterious and noble as the outside world, nor did it conform to Fren's imagination.

What stood in front of Furen was just a tree trunk that had grown ferocious with age. Gradually looking upwards, the trees were constantly branching. Although there were still about ten meters away from the trunk, the huge tree canopy had already covered Furen. The top of the head is covered.

Although it is not as gorgeous as imagined, the simple and unadorned trunk, against the backdrop of the huge and ferocious body, also has a somewhat legendary color.

Fren walked in only to find that the ground was split open by the growing roots of the tree, and his feet were stepping on the huge roots. Fren only felt that the trip was not too bad after looking at the shade of the tree that covered the sky.

Without expressing those emotions, Furen just touched the old oak tree, then left, and turned around to go to the store where he bought the map.

However, this village is not the kind of tourist village dedicated to serving tourists in later generations. When Furen wandered aimlessly in Oak Village, except for the rental company opened by the fancy old man, there was only one shop. .

Moreover, that store only sells some grain, meat, oil and a few commodities, and looking at the dust on the commodities, it may have been eating ashes for a long time.

Fren, who didn't see the map, also specifically asked the proprietress who was looking at the store. The seventy-eighty-old proprietress said in a non-standard Loen language that she didn't need a map.

Furun is not surprised. After all, the traces of this village are like a paradise, and the underdevelopment of commerce is also to be expected.

In desperation, Furen asked about the places worth traveling near the proprietress, and the result was very good. Without any accident, he obtained the approximate locations and specific methods of getting there.

After saying thank you, Furen walked out through the other door of Oak Village, ready to go to Huanyue Lake to have a look. The name sounds quite poetic. Even if he is traveling, Furen will not let this place go. , not to mention that this place may have something to do with the lucky guy who got the extraordinary ability.

Huanyue Lake is not far from Oak Village. Two hours of walking is enough to get there. However, Fren's legs are fast after all. Even if he doesn't use his extraordinary ability, he can reach his destination in an hour without any effort due to his physical fitness. .

There are no people around Huanyue Lake, but because locals often come, there is a trail that does not have too many weeds from Oak Village to Huanyue Lake.

In broad daylight, Huanyue Lake is just a beautiful lake with blue water. If you boast about how beautiful it is, you must be lying. However, if it is just a place where you can take a leisurely walk, it is also a wonderful feeling.

After arriving at Huanyue Lake, Furen glanced at the landscape and stopped caring, and began to slowly study the traces of flowers, plants and trees by the lake.

Without much effort, Fren, who had better eyesight, saw a complete chain of traces.

The first traces that appeared were the twisted and scattered grass due to vigorous exercise, and there were torn pieces of clothes hanging on the surrounding bushes, and then there was the spread caused by the smashing of several tons of large stones on the ground. Form traces~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The surrounding grass that connected the diffuse traces was leveled neatly, and on the originally bare ground, grass seeds from nowhere were constantly emerging, growing. Tender green grass grows.

Furen was originally like a detective in a detective movie. He squeezed the dirt and sniffed it, and then directly said that it smelled of blood. Although Furen had seen a lot of corpses, he couldn't tell the difference between the earth and the other. The smell, um, smelled a faint smell of urine.

"Normal." Fren comforted himself silently in his heart, then shook his arm vigorously twice, and then quickly washed twice in the Lake Around the Moon.

In the end, Fran still used divination to determine that there was indeed traces of blood here.

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