The latest website: "Yes, there are many Kasenlik people doing business locally, and they brought the traditional beliefs from the south of the Rommel Mountains. This is very complicated, and I can't explain it clearly. If you need it, you can go to Kasen The Chamber of Commerce of the Rick Merchants understands the situation."
"Worship Fire and ask the innkeeper Thales, and Southern Faith ask the Chamber of Commerce..."
Xia De wrote down these things, and the poet was not surprised that he took out his notebook to record:
"In addition, although the religious sect of the legendary great old man [Twin Gods] is gone, there should be some experts in this area in the local area. You can ask professional folklore professors. Fort Midhill is also There are universities."
Xia De nodded:
"Is there anything else, then? Like, worshiping death?"
As if being reminded, the poet clenched his left hand and hit the palm of his right hand:
"There are, but it's not accurate to call it worship. It should be said that we respect death. Our city pays special attention to death. I always believe that death is the beginning of another great adventure. Maybe death The world after that will be very exciting.”
It is a pity that the world after death is just a body of water, and the soul can only go on.
"So, there are no local groups that worship death?"
"If there was, it would have been banned by the Orthodox Church a long time ago. Isn't the Church of Nature always promoting it? The great [Lord of Nature] is in charge of the power of death."
The poet drew the holy emblem on his chest, and Shad understood that he was a follower of the God of Nature. The holy emblem of the God of Nature is two leaves that are put together. The corpse transporter who transported the corpse of Mr. Sparrow was also his follower.
Xia De nodded and continued to record. He originally thought that at least a similar group could be born in the city located on the largest [Life and Death] in the material world...
"Wait, for the group that worships death, wouldn't it be [Spiritual Religion]?"
The two waiters who were called upstairs for questioning came back again, and the people who stayed on the first floor immediately surrounded them, wanting to know what happened here. Xia De saw that the poet was also very concerned, so he asked him to inquire about the situation.
After a while, the poet came back again, with a dejected look on his face:
"It's really dead. A southerner was killed."
Fort Midhill people generally refer to the Carson Rikers by "Southern guys", which is a slightly discriminatory term.
"Did the first shot just now kill him?"
Xia De asked curiously.
"Yes, they say the upstairs has been covered with a white cloth."
"Who fired the shots? We just heard two shots."
"The first shot was fired by the murderer, and the second shot was also fired by him. When the two officers went upstairs, he fired a shot at the stairs, and then hid on the fourth floor. The police believed that, The other party failed to escape, so now we are trying to find the guy who shot from among the tenants and servants on the fourth floor."
The poet talked about the news he heard, but Xia Deming clearly heard that the second gunshot was different from the first one:
"The murderer had two guns? What man would go out with two guns?"
【you. 】
Xia De really couldn't refute this sentence.
The bard sitting across the table took another sip of ale, and then continued the conversation under the gas lamp:
"Finally, the local beliefs worth mentioning should also include the tradition of worshiping the moon."
"This sounds very interesting. The emergence of localized worship should be related to the local history and natural environment. But as far as I know, there are no very good moon-watching venues on Fort Midhill and Mount West Cal. There are not many legends related to the moon, how can there be a tradition of worshiping the moon?"
"No, no, no, it's just that outsiders don't know about it. In fact, there are moon viewing spots on Mount Xikar, but even some locals don't know about it."
"Where?"
"By the lake at the top of the hill."
"Is there a mountaintop lake in Mount Xical?"
Xia De was slightly surprised, but it seemed normal to think that this place was an extinct volcano.
"The ancient tradition of worshiping the moon has long been lost, and it can only be glimpsed from those poems and stories."
As he spoke, the poet hummed a short passage, and patted his head after singing:
"However, there were rumors in the past few years that someone saw a group of women in gauze skirts who looked like female ghosts in the mountains on the night of the full moon in March, with silver blindfolds and veils on their faces, walking towards the top of the mountain. "
No matter how they sounded like [Spiritual Practice Group], they might not be going to worship the moon, but holding some ceremony in the mountains during the special time when the moon is full in March.
But after being reminded by the poet, Xia De thought of another thing. Priest Augustus mentioned that there are actually three passages directly leading to real death in [The Narrows of Life and Death], which are located on the top of the mountain, on the side of the mountain, and in Fort Midhill at the foot of the mountain.
At the top of the mountain, Priest Augustus claims to be sealed away by an ancient being. Combined with the "volcanic eruption" that the Prophet Association believes may not be magma, Shade speculates that the location of the passage on the top of the mountain is around the mountain lake in "Life and Death".
"That is to say, Fort Midhill still has localized beliefs in contemporary times, and only the worship of the twins, the beliefs brought by the southerners, and the tradition of worshiping fire remain."
Xia De made a conclusion, and the poet nodded:
"At least it seems to me. Oh, may I have another glass of ale? This batch is better than the summer batch."
Shad beckoned the waiter to buy another glass of ale for the bard who had provided a lot of information. He drank the glass of cider or apple juice in front of him, then stood up and said goodbye to the bard.
He intends to understand the local traditional beliefs, and the southern beliefs are formed too late, so they can be ignored for the time being. It is two o'clock in the afternoon, and there are only two hours left before meeting with Priest Augustus. It must be too late to go to the university to ask about twin worship.
So, he wanted to talk to the innkeeper.
But now the innkeeper was involved in the murder case on the fourth floor, so Shade had to find a way to solve the murder investigation as soon as possible.
For example, help the police find the gunman hiding on the fourth floor.
Dorothy once gave Shad a pendant with the royal family crest, which allowed Shad to get help from the police station in Fort Midhill. But the object of seeking help was the local deputy chief. Ordinary police officers, sheriffs, and even inspectors would not recognize the pendant, so this time they still had to use the identity of MI6.
After bidding farewell to the poet~www.mtlnovel.com~ Xia De tidied up his clothes, walked towards the policeman guarding the hotel entrance, and shook his ID:
"There are some things I want to talk to the sheriff."
The surname "Hamilton" is on the certificate, but fortunately Hamilton is not an uncommon surname.
And in De La Rion, only lunatics dared to pretend to be MI6 people. The police officer recognized that it was the ID of MI6. After standing at attention and saying hello, he immediately led Xia De upstairs to find the sheriff on the fourth floor.
The bard holding the ale looked curiously at Shade's figure disappearing at the top of the stairs:
"I don't think I met the kind of very powerful person in the stories and legends?"
He put one arm on the table, took a sip of wine, and continued to look at the people on the first floor of the Xikar Hotel in boredom:
"how could it be possible......"
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