Although Lan En's self-respect is much heavier than that of hunters who pursue swift combat, his movement method is more dexterous than that of Nan's hunters.
The decayed beams inside the tower are crisscrossed at various heights.
Lan En jumped down one level at a time. He stretched his body and found handles that could be used to slow down his fall wherever his palms could touch.
Finally, after several easy jumps, he came to a broken platform with a door on the wall.
The heavy solid wood door was pushed open, and a lot of dust fell on the door.
It can be seen that this is indeed a door that has not been opened for a long time.
The scene behind the gate felt familiar to Lan En.
Because this is not the first time he has come to this hunter's workshop.
The scene in reality was almost the same as the dream he was forced into, except that no one had taken care of it for a long time, making the place look even more decayed than in the dream.
The stone pavement on the dirt is cracked and scattered, a layer of the wall of the lonely chapel has fallen off, and vines and rust are spreading on the steel fence.
Many of the tombstones that should have been standing nearby have been buried in the remains of plants, and the plants themselves have been dead for a long time.
There is no drop of liquid in the marble pool next to the chapel, and judging from the cracks on it, it may only take a gust of wind for the pool to shatter to the ground.
Everything is heading towards irreversible decline.
Just like the city of Yanan.
Lan En went in according to the memory in the dream. Except for the traces left by time, everything was exactly the same, except for the realistic doll lady.
She was no longer lying under the stairs of the chapel, but instead lying in a corner of the workshop.
Unlike in the dream, Lan En did not feel the feeling of being watched in front of her.
The witcher stepped forward and touched her hair. The silver-white hair that looked like him seemed real.
Moving his fingers down, he touched the doll's skin, corners of its eyes, and lips
The elastic and fleshy touch almost made Lan En feel that she was a real person.
"This is too realistic"
It is also too penetrating.
The more he felt the touch on his hand, the tighter Lan En's brows became.
The degree of lifelikeness of the doll is beyond the limit of normal people's imagination. She can even have eyes
Human eyes. A single eyeball cannot make movements that express emotions. of.
The eyes in the proverb actually include a series of tiny muscles around the eyes that coordinate the complex movements of the eyeballs.
Even the human brain does not have the control authority over these tiny muscles. Unless one is extremely talented and undergoes rigorous training, it is impossible to fake smiling eyes.
And the person who made the doll,Even these tiny muscles have been completely added to the production process.
Lan En didn’t even dare to think about how big and energy-consuming this was.
There are many golems made by warlocks in the magic world, but at best they just make a bunch of materials barely combine into a human form, and then use magic to power it and let it execute orders.
In terms of detail, there is a huge gap between it and the doll in front of you.
This level of sophistication even allowed Lan En to vaguely experience the author's feelings through the works in front of him
The love that was close to paranoia.
Sane humans will be afraid of mentally disturbed humans.
This fear comes from contact with someone who looks similar to yourself, but is already alienated inside.
It has nothing to do with whether the mentally disturbed person has the ability to harm you. Just contact is enough to cause a resistance that arises from deep within.
This is one of the reasons why mental hospitals have become a universal scene of horror.
The young man held the palm of the doll. Compared with the spherical knuckles of the doll and the tiny muscles on the face, it looked as if they were specially made to distinguish the rough parts of the doll from humans. .
Lan En turned around and started rummaging through the workshop to see if there was any more valuable information.
Anything about blood therapy, about hunters, about the old German in the dream.
But the hunter's workshop was indeed moved cleanly when it was abandoned, which resulted in Lan En finding nothing from the beginning to the end.
The doll lay quietly in the corner of the workshop, watching Lan En rummaging through the boxes in the room, and finally sighed dejectedly.
After searching around, Lan En found something noteworthy outside the door of the chapel.
That is the second difference from the dream besides the doll.
A grave.
In the dream, there should not be a tomb at this location.
Time allowed dead branches and leaves to fall on the tombstone. After Lan En cleared away these debris, the handwriting carved on the tombstone revealed his identity.
"German's Tomb"
There was a shovel stuck crookedly on the small mound of the tomb, and several yellowed white bones were dug out of the ground.
The inexplicable feeling echoed in Lan En's mind, causing him to pick up a bone from the ground that should be a calf.
The location of that bone is by no means the easiest to get to, nor the easiest to notice.
But he was extremely smooth and with a clear purpose, he pulled out this one from the scattered bones and soil.
It felt like a person riding a bicycle.
After learning, people can ride a bicycle well even when they are completely distracted and not paying attention at all.
It is as if this ability has become as instinctive as eating and drinking.
Spiritual Vision.
When Lan En took the bone in his hand, he immediately realized that it was his newly acquired new senses that made him pick up the bone naturally.
"It's interesting, but what exactly can you do?"
Lan En stared at the leg bone in his hand and muttered to himself with interest.
The throbbing in his mind responded to his question.
Lan En only felt that he had entered the inner part of this bone with a strange vision.
There is a trick here.
The old hunters flexibly used a technique called acceleration, which was a move developed by the first hunter, and thus laid the foundation for the swift and neat fighting method that hunters will pursue in the future.
If this leg bone could be bathed in blood, it would gain nutrition. Perhaps this relic can be used to guide its owner's moves, which is the acceleration technique.
This move was not left on the bones intentionally by the owner of the bones using some kind of technique.
But in the long-term use, the traces of the use of the moves are naturally engraved on the leg bones, so the moves themselves have no will or spirit involvement with the owner of the bones.
It can be called very pure.
The information given by spiritual vision is generally the same.
A feeling of fatigue came from the brain behind the eyes, making Lan En couldn't help but rub his eyes. But he soon realized that unless he opened his head, he couldn't rub the really tired parts.
"The inner eye is really worthy of its name."
The young man pouted and complained.
After weighing the old hunter’s leg bone twice in his hand, he put it into his pocket.
Lan En has seen the unimaginable dodging skills of the Yharnam hunters more than once, and the acceleration technique is still above ordinary sideways dodging in terms of technical level.
He is very interested in this technology.
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