Hao Ren was stunned when he heard about the Golden Manor, and Pierre was even more surprised when he saw Hao Ren's reaction.He didn't expect that the vampire in front of him (he subconsciously regarded Hao Ren as a vampire) didn't know about the Golden Manor, so what did these two people come for?"
What is the Golden Manor?"
Vivien frowned and looked at the freelance detective in front of her, "Listen, we don't want to hurt anyone, but you'd better be honest, this place is now being targeted by many people, and others may not be as good as us, so if you confess honestly now, maybe we can still protect you." ”The cold breath around Vivian made Pierre's teeth can't help but fight, Hao Ren saw that he was about to get sick again, so he patted Vivien's shoulder: "You take the magic power first, and I guess I won't be able to save it after two more rescues." ”It wasn't a good place to talk, so Hajen led Pierre to a nearby bedroom, which had only a rickety old wooden table and a few dusty chairs, which Vivien had cleaned up with her hands and feet before she could barely sit there.Pierre, pale, was helped by Hao Ren to sit at the table, he took out a cleverly structured hanging lamp from his bag and fixed it on the wall next to it, when the bag was opened, Hao Ren saw that there were many strange things inside, there were strangely shaped iron rods, lenses like telescopes, and squeaky strange equipment.These things are dazzling, and Hao Ren couldn't help but sigh: "You have enough tools - what are you doing?"
”Pierre sighed: "I didn't lie to you about one thing: I'm really a detective, but what I'm investigating is different from ordinary detectives, I'm investigating things that are considered street monsters and myths......
That is, your world. ”Hao Ren was immediately very interested: "Ghost hunter?
Psychic detectives?
Vampire lovers or something?
”He could roughly guess what kind of profession Pierre was: this kind of paranormal worker who was an ordinary human with no special powers, relying on some technical gadgets to set foot in the surreal realm, they could be said to be special elements who wandered on the very edge of the alien society, like scavengers in the field of magic.In the Age of Mythology, there was no room for such people, but with the end of the Age of Mythology, the shrinkage of alien forces formed a lot of unattended gray areas, and this low-risk "heritage field" gave birth to people like Pierre.Hao Ren knew a long time ago that there must be people in the world who made a living from this, but he had never seen it before.Pierre nodded slightly embarrassed after hearing Hao Ren's words: "Almost......
I thought you knew better about our business.After all, you really live in 'that world'. ”"Have you ever been in contact with other 'aliens'?"
Vivien asked casually curiously."
It's rare, but it's a chance contact," Pierre nodded, "it's all a near-escape experience, but thanks to those experiences, I was able to barely calm down after seeing you." ”Hao Ren waved his hand: "Don't talk about this, what is the golden manor you just mentioned?"
”A glint flashed in Pierre's eyes, and then he carefully took out a crumpled notebook from his bag: "The Golden Manor is a lost ancient ruin, and there are very, very few spirit detectives who know about the existence of this manor, and even fewer believe that it exists and can find it.It is said that thousands to 10,000 years ago, a group of 'Tara' people from the deep space of the dark universe were exiled from their homeland, they wandered in the icy starry sky and landed on this land on a stormy night.Despite their origins in the cold, dark starry sky, these 'Tara' were originally a civilization surrounded by light and wealth, so they built an incredibly powerful fortress when they landed on Earth, the Golden Manor. ”When talking about the "Golden Manor", Pierre's spirits were visibly lifted, and his previous timid and panicked demeanor disappeared completely, and he pointed out the messy illustrations and notes in his notebook to Hao Ren and Vivien: "According to legend, the ancient gods of the earth are the same."
Tara's battle was fought, but after the battle it was agreed that Tara could build her own camp around a hill in South America, made of black stones and dark brown dirt, with a river running parallel to each other, and at some point on the summer solstice, the sun would shine from the top of the hill and spread evenly over the entire plain in front of the hill, where the sun would pour down on the slope where the Golden Estate would be.I searched for many years and finally determined that this place was the location of the legendary Black Mountain. ”Pierre's notebook was full of crude, clumsy hand-drawn illustrations, and annotations with strange shorthand symbols written next to the illustrations, which were supposed to be code words used by so-called "spirit detectives".Hao Ren couldn't read the records, and he wasn't interested in the maps, he was interested in the Golden Manor itself: "Could it be that this manor was really built of gold?"
”"That's the most important part of the story!"
Pierre's face flushed with excitement, "The Tara people have magical magic, they can turn sunlight into gold!"
And gold is the least valuable thing in their society.They made gold plates of extremely pure gold and pasted them on every wall of the Golden Manor, as well as the railings and benches in the Manor, all of which were pure gold.The purity of the gold is purer than the finest gold ever produced by man, and with the power of the sun, those who touch it can master magic and read the mysterious Leta script!
”The other party even knows the "Leta Rune", and the legend of the Golden Manor is probably not the delusion of the spirit detectives, this is probably the version of the legend of the Ancatero family after it has been distorted and transformed in human society.Hao Ren turned his head to look out the window, and there was only darkness in the night: "Where is the golden manor you said now?"
”"Banished by the Tara themselves," Pierre said with a serious face, "because the planets of the solar system disturbed each other, the magical power of this planet was declining day by day, and slowly even the Tara people could not maintain their own power, so they decided to leave this planet, in order to collect the necessary energy, they closed the Golden Manor, and sealed it in the shadow formed by the intersection of sunlight and darkness.Because the Golden Manor itself was built by sunlight, it was as untouchable as light after it was banished.To find a way to enter the Golden Manor, you must change your vision and be able to see the road in the light......"
Hao Ren quietly poked Vivian's arm: "Anyway, I didn't expect the folk version of the end of the Age of Mythology to be like this." ”Vivien looked at the strange set of lenses in Pierre's bag: "So you're going to use this thing to change your 'vision' so that you can find the entrance to the Golden Manor in the sunlight?"
”"It's effective, I've used it to find many entrances to secret realms," Pierre said confidently, but he quickly thought of the identities of the two in front of him, and he showed a sneering expression, "Of course, this is just something that those of us with little magical knowledge are forced to use, and you will definitely not need it." ”Vivien picked up the lenses casually, and she saw that the lenses glowed slightly blue in the dark, and some of the lenses appeared strange patterns when they overlapped each other, and she was a little surprised: "Treated with a potion?"
You've got some real stuff. ”"I inherited the knowledge of these lenses and the making of several potions from my grandfather, who was ...... back then" "Probably a vampire or a werewolf's servant," Vivien said casually, "he learned it from his master."
The descendants of the servants of the gods relied on this broken legacy to become spirit detectives, who went back to dig for the secrets of the gods in the broken bricks and tiles left behind by the mythological era......
Really, who would have thought that there would be such a day. ”Vivien said, putting the lens back: "I suggest you just stop it, potions are harmful to the human body, and this lens will make your eyes see things that you shouldn't see, those things will invade your spirit, if you don't want to spend time in an insane asylum after the age of fifty, it's best to stay away from this realm while you are sane."
Of course, it's your business whether you listen or not, I'm just nosy and say a few words to you. ”Pierre responded vaguely, and Hao Ren saw that the atmosphere was beginning to be embarrassed, so he brought up the matter of the Golden Manor again: "So you are going for the gold?"
”Pierre's expression changed slightly, but his answer was beyond the expectations of Hao Ren and Vivien: "Gold......
It's one of the reasons, but I'm more interested in seeing the legendary Sun Roulette that seals the shadow of the wrath.My thirst for wealth is far less than my thirst for knowledge, and if I could see the disc of the sun, I could have abandoned the entire estate of gold. ”(To be continued.) )