Chapter 282 Mildew

Hana looked stunned: "Shells, of course not, why does the human body grow shells."

Xifa said with some embarrassment: "When I was traveling at sea, I once encountered a sunken ship. The people on it were polluted by some kind of pollution, shells grew on their bodies, and even their heads were hollowed out by sea cockroaches, but they were still able to Think and talk."

"That's why I thought of this when you mentioned something growing on your companion's body."

After listening to Hana, she said happily: "You are indeed a person with rich experience, you can definitely help me."

Xifa didn't respond, just picked up a dessert with a smile, tried it, and almost didn't spit it out.

It's so sweet!

Hana went on to tell her story: "It wasn't shells that grew on Jorick, it was mold."

Xifa was stunned for a moment: "He stayed underground for so long that his body became moldy?"

Before Hana finished speaking, he denied it himself: "Of course this is impossible, so, is he polluted?"

Hana shook her head: "I don't know, but at that time, mold spots did grow on Jorick's hands, just like mildew on a damp wall. At first Jorick didn't feel anything, it was Burr Te found out, at first we just thought he got his hands dirty."

"But when we can't wipe off the damn mold and it expands and grows, we know it's not easy."

"Jorik was still calm at the time, and he immediately decided to leave the temple, and we felt the same way. The treasure is good, but if life is gone, what's the point of all this?"

"However, we have clearly come out of the gate of the temple and are already running on the passage to the ground, but when we saw the light, we thought the exit was in sight. What we ushered in was disappointment and fear. Because the so-called 'Exit', when we rushed in, we found that we came to the hall of the temple, the hall with three vertical coffins!"

Hana looked nervous, as if even the memory frightened her. She took out a cigarette case and took out a lady's cigarette from it: "Mind if I smoke one?"

Sifa shook his head.

Hana lit a cigarette for herself, and after taking a few puffs, she calmed down and continued, "We were all panicked in that hall. We've never experienced such a weird thing, and what's even weirder is , There was a knocking sound on the two vertical coffins in the hall, as if something was trying to come out of it."

"We didn't stop, even lost the backpack containing the gold artifacts, and ran out of the hall immediately. At this time, Burt also had that damn moldy spot on his body, and Jorick's condition was even more serious. He started coughing and was coughing up blood with dark patches, like the mildew had spread into his body and invaded his internal organs."

"Soon we saw the exit, and the whole time, that knocking sound kept coming behind us. Mr. Raleigh, the reason I emphasize this is to let you understand that even though we were frightened and panicked at the time, our sense of direction was still there. In. Plus the passage is straight, so I'm pretty sure the hall with the sarcophagus is all the way behind us."

"But when we crossed the exit, we were desperate, and we returned to that hall. At this moment, something even more terrifying happened. The iron chains of two of the vertical coffins had been loosened, and they were stacked on the ground, and the coffin lids were also broken. Open it, but there's nothing inside."

"While we were discussing what to do next, the wind lanterns in our hands went out at the same time. I must emphasize that our wind lanterns were not attacked in any way at that time. Their glass casings were intact and the metal grids were not damaged. destroyed, but the fire within was extinguished in this way."

"The moment I fell into the darkness, I felt something terrible hovering around me, and I heard Burt and Jorick's exclamation. Soon the wind lights turned on again, but at this time, my two companions disappeared .Their lanterns fell to the ground, but they were gone."

"However, the two vertical coffins that had been opened were closed again, and the iron chains piled on the ground fastened them tightly again, as if it was just my illusion just now."

"At the same time, I heard the sound of knocking in the two coffins at the same time. I heard Bert and Jorick calling for help. The content of their shouts was almost the same: Help! Get me out of here and keep her away I."

Speaking of this, tears welled up in the corners of Hana's eyes: "They are all brave and strong people. I have never seen them so scared, so scared. I don't know what they went through in the vertical coffin. I only know that when I came back to my senses, I had already returned to the ground."

"I don't know how I escaped, and I don't know why the things in the temple let me go, but I know that I must save them, and I must save my companions."

"Mr. Raleigh, please save them. I am willing to give everything!"

Sifa put down the tableware, gently but firmly pushed Hana's hand away: "I'm sorry, Miss Hana. From your description, I can't help you with this matter. It's beyond my ability."

"I suggest you go to the Church of the Storm for help. Obviously there is something terrible in this temple. It may threaten Damir Island. The Church of the Storm will definitely not stand idly by."

"In addition, although it is cruel to say this, I still have to remind you. Even if you return to the temple now, your two companions may have encountered disaster."

Standing up, Sifa put on his hat: "I regret what happened to you again."

After walking out for a while, Xifa looked back at the poor girl. Hana was crying bitterly on the table with her head in her hands, which allowed Xifa to see her fair neck.

Suddenly, Xifa saw an inconspicuous dark brown plaque the size of a fingernail on her neck. It's like mildew growing on a wall that has been damp for many years.

Xifa frowned, and sincerely hoped that the girl would go to the Church of Storms to rescue her as soon as possible, while he hurried back to his bedroom, making up his mind to take the bounty at night and leave Damir Port tomorrow.

He warned himself not to care about it, not to touch things he didn't understand.

After returning to the room and resting for a while, Xifa took out the letter paper and pen. He flattened the paper and wrote on the letter paper with an absorbent pen:

'Mr. Oswald, recently I went to Windmill Island and investigated the local beliefs on the island, and found that they believe in a god called 'Astuka', which has the god of the sky, the king of the pale , The Protector of the Mountains and other titles. '

'In addition, the residents on the island act strangely at night, and they have all taken 'photographs of the dead', which is a kind of photo taken for the dead. Almost every island resident has taken this kind of photo. I doubt their status unusual'

While Sifa was writing a report to Oswald, an adventurer boarded a ship heading to other ports on the pier of Damir Port. He basks in the afternoon sun and enjoys the sea breeze.

Suddenly, he coughed. He closed his mouth with a fist, and on the back of his hand, there were a few dark brown spots.