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them? Lumian was surprised when he heard Raymond's answer.
He originally thought that Raymond drowned in the river "by himself" and became a sacrifice of some existence, but now it seemed that someone was involved, not just an invisible force that dragged Raymond into the water.
"Who are they?" Aurora asked the question.
Raymond's expression was distorted and stiff, his eyes were full of hatred and dull, he shouted extremely angrily:
"Ponce Bene, it's Ponce Bene and his people!
"They held me under water!"
After we and Ava left the water, Ponce Bene and those thugs appeared at the place where Raymond went ashore, pressed him into the river, drowned him alive, and became a sacrifice? Lumian restored the original situation based on Raymond's few words.
The whole Lent celebration has completely become a ritual of offering sacrifices to evil things!
Aurora inquired further about the details, but there were only a few words that Raymond repeated over and over again, as if this was all he remembered.
Huh, I missed the best time for psychic communication, and I can only reap the remaining obsessions... Aurora thought for a while, and planned to ask Raymond something that may or may not be deeply impressed:
"Did they sacrifice you to a being?
"What are her characteristics, and where is she?"
Auror learned to be smart this time, and didn't directly ask for the complete honorary name, but only planned to collect some side information to assist in judgment.
She believed that during the process of being sacrificed, if Raymond's spirit was still conscious, he would definitely be able to "see", "hear", and feel certain things, and leave a deep enough impression, otherwise he would not .
Raymond froze there, more and more transparent tears stained the corners of his eyes blood-colored.
Lumian had a sullen face, looking at him like this, his hands were clenched at some point.
Suddenly, Raymond yelled:
"Underground! Under the church!"
What? Aurora almost doubted her ears.
Combined with her question, Raymond is clearly saying that the hidden being he was dedicated to as a sacrifice is in the bottom of the church!
Impossible, now is the Fifth Epoch, how could God walk on the ground? Aurora calmed down, thinking that Raymond's spirit only had some obsession and a little spirituality left, and the answers to the questions were very confusing, always obsessed with a few points, that is to say, he may not be testifying that Hidden in the ground of the church, it just produced a kind of stressful feedback.
But no matter what, no matter whether Raymond is giving a real answer or repeating his own obsession, there must be something wrong in the ground of the church, hiding the key part of the sacrificial ceremony!
Aurora only hoped that the secret hidden there would not be too scary or exaggerated.
She asked about other things, and Raymond's spirit would only repeat "They drowned me", "Pons Bene", "Under the Church" and other answers.
Seeing that there would be no other gains, Aurora ended the psychic, watched Raymond's figure disappear above the candlelight, and watched the faint blue color on the altar recede quickly.
After she lifted the spiritual wall, she found that Lumian was in a daze and didn't speak.
"Here, what are you thinking?" Aurora stretched out her hand and shook it in front of her younger brother.
Lumian raised the corners of his mouth and managed to squeeze out a smile:
"I'm regretting that I didn't use much force when I beat Ponce Bene yesterday."
Although he also gave Ponce Bene a knee kick, which caused the other party a lot of pain, but considering that he had to wait for the twelfth night, if he could not intensify the conflict with the priest and the others for the time being, it was still rational With all his strength, he didn't directly turn Ponce Bene into a disabled person.
"There will be a chance." Aurora said in relief.
Lumian nodded and let out a "huh":
"Actually, we have fallen into a misunderstanding. Before Lent, not only are we afraid of intensifying conflicts, but the priests of the church are also afraid. They are not ready yet, and the ceremony has not yet begun."
That is to say, if he really wanted to inflict some irreversible injuries on Ponce Bene, the curate priest and the others would probably only pretend to want revenge and would not take any real action.
They will endure until Lent, no matter whether Lumian offends them or not, as soon as the Lent celebration "starts", the normal people in the whole village will be their targets.
Aurora understood what Lumian wanted to express, nodded lightly and said:
"You decide how to take revenge on Ponce Bene.
"The question we need to consider now is how we can survive until the twelfth night after the priests of the church have gained great power in Lent."
Lumian immediately fell into thinking about this question.
Aurora talked about her thoughts:
"At present, there are only two options. One is to join forces with those three foreigners, and the other is to find ways to improve myself."
She hesitated for a moment and said:
"If it can be determined that Mrs. Puares has nothing to do with the circulation and is trapped here, I can even cooperate with her properly."
"Huh?" Lumian was stunned.
Mrs. Puares is such a terrifying and evil Extraordinary!
Aurora sighed and said:
"A philosopher in my hometown said that when doing things, we must distinguish between the main contradiction and the secondary contradiction, and unite all forces that can be united.
As far as Auror knows, most churches in this world have underground areas, some are used to store sealed items, and some are used to bury the remains of important people. Although the church in Kordu Village has neither sealed items nor does it exist Important people who need to be buried, but when it was built, it was equipped with a large basement according to regulations.
"Okay." Lumian agreed, "I'll discuss it with those three foreigners tomorrow."
He turned to Raymond's form:
"Why did he only say a few words? Didn't he successfully summon his spirit?"
Aurora sighed again:
"Psychicism has a critical time point, within one hour after death.
"Over an hour, the spirit of the deceased will quickly dissipate, and there will no longer be the original memory. Only some thoughts, emotions and pictures that I can't let go of are left. In the professional terminology of my hometown, it is obsession."
Lumian nodded slightly:
"Wait for the next cycle, we summoned Raymond at the beginning, does it count as within an hour of death?
"No, why does Raymond have the memory of the last cycle?"
Only then did he discover the problem: After the cycle restarted, shouldn't Raymond forget about being drowned?
This stopped Auror from asking, and combined with her thinking in the ceremony, she said after deliberation:
"I think so.
"At this point in time, it's not yet Lent. According to the world line, Raymond has not been drowned at this time, so he shouldn't know who the murderer is, but because he lost his body, he can only exist in a spirit state. , is equal to death, and there will be residual obsessions, so the one we summoned just now remembers certain things that happened in the last cycle.
"To put it simply, Raymond's state has become special due to the loss of his body, so that there will be a certain memory retention when the cycle restarts!
"Hehe, this is a stuck bug."
The loop made a little mistake because Raymond's body was sacrificed? Lumian probably understood what her sister meant.
Aurora then smiled and said:
"From this point of view, the power that circulates us is very mechanical and dull. It should not be controlled by the original owner and is in a state of self-operation. Otherwise, Raymond's spirit can be dealt with in a targeted manner."
Having said that, she seems to be a little more relaxed:
"Haha, in this case, we still have some hope of breaking the cycle."
Infected by her sister's emotions, Lumian's gloomy state became clearer:
After so much effort, finally saw a little hope.
The two cooperated to pack up the altar, went up to the study on the second floor, and Aurora taught him the corresponding Hermes language and ancient Hermes language word by word according to the chaotic wrong ritual written by Lumian silently.
Some of this has already been mastered by Lumian, so his progress is not bad.
Under the bright light of the radio station, Aurora sometimes explained the pronunciation and structure of words to his younger brother, and sometimes used musk, cloves, blood and other materials to make the candles to be used later when he was consolidating his review.
While studying hard, Lumian occasionally raised his head and glanced at his sister who was busy beside him. He had the feeling of returning to the original warm life, no more cycles, no more evil spirits.
The night was quiet outside the window.
...
In the bedroom filled with faint gray mist, Lumian woke up.
He quickly turned over and got out of bed, walked to the table, took out a pen and paper, and silently wrote down the ancient Hermes and Hermes words that he still remembered in the wrong order, and finally gave them the correct number.
After finishing this matter, Lumian breathed a sigh of relief and looked ahead.
There are four things placed on the wooden table near the window, one is two off-white musk candles made by Aurora (one with Lumian's blood, one without), the second is the bottle of gray amber perfume, the third is A metal vial containing tulip powder, and a silver dagger provided by Auror.
As expected, the lady brought it in for me... Seeing this scene, Lumian's heart immediately settled down a lot.
With these items in hand, he dug through Aurora's homemade incense, went down to the first floor, put them on the dining table, and went to the kitchen area to get a glass of water and a plate of coarse salt.
The materials related to the ceremony are now ready.
Before going to bed, Auror was worried that her younger brother didn’t have the corresponding symbols to pray for gifts, so she couldn’t draw them on the imitation parchment and burn them, so as to tell the target **** about her desire, but think about it, since the mysterious lady didn’t mention it, it should be Just don't need it, after all, it is essentially praying to the power in Lumian's body, it can directly "listen" to all the prayer languages, and there is no need for additional "documents".
Looking at the items on the dining table, Lumian took a deep breath and let it out slowly.
He didn't hesitate any longer, and placed the off-white candle with his own blood on the place directly above the altar to represent the gods, while the other candle was placed in front of him.
After lighting the candles with spiritual friction in the order of first gods and later generations, Lumian consecrated the ritual silver dagger and created a spiritual wall without being too skilled.
As spirituality erupted from the tip of the ritual silver dagger, hooking up the surrounding air, he somehow had the feeling that this is mysticism.
Soon, the wall of spirituality was completed, and Lumian's spirituality was also hollowed out by half.
With the help of the incense found at home and self-meditation, he made his perception ethereal and entered a state where he could perform ritual magic.
In the voice of Zi, Lumian "dropped" gray amber perfume and tulip powder into the candle representing the god.
A strange fragrance filled the air, and everything seemed magical.
Lumian glanced at the cheat sheet next to the altar, took a step back, looked at the burning candle, and shouted in a deep voice in ancient Hermes:
"The power of fate!"
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