Pu'er Cold sweat slowly seeped out from his forehead.
"Oh? You also know School of the Lynx in The Witcher?" Dick said with a teasing look on his face.
"I know, Master Demon Hunter." Pu'er's attitude suddenly changed for the better. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, stood obediently like a sensible primary school student, and then said:
"What I mean is that I am not the son of the new village chief Green, but the son of the deceased village chief. It's that simple."
"Then you said before that my companion was not acting well?"
"Hey, it's all a misunderstanding." Pu'er hurriedly said, "Skills have specializations, and each school has different strengths. I understand this truth."
"Oh, that's it." Dick nodded and didn't care anymore.
And Pu'er breathed a sigh of relief in his heart:
It seemed that my life was saved.
It is said that School of the Lynx every demon hunter is extremely crazy.
There was once a School of the Lynx Witcher in a tavern in a nearby town. Because the mercenaries around him were taunting him, he drew his sword and killed all six or seven mercenaries.
There are also rumors that there are other School of the Lynx demon hunters who specialize in eating monsters.
A mouthful of monster legs, a mouthful of red wine, and blood from the corner of his mouth.
Blood belongs to monsters, and monster hunters eat monsters alive.
Pu'er continued to explain, "The big tongue on the face of the little mute in front of me belongs to my late father."
"Your father is gifted?" Dick seemed to mean something.
"No, my father's tongue is not that big. I don't know what happened, but my father did have his tongue cut off."
"Then why did your father's tongue enter the little mute's mouth?"
"This little mute is usually just a little idiot. He has no knowledge and skills, has nothing to do, and lives by eating the food of hundreds of families.
"I didn't expect that after my father was buried two days ago, he went to rob the tomb.
"Fortunately, someone was looking for him at night during those two days. After the villagers woke up and went to the cemetery, they found that he was unconscious next to the grave and looked like this."
"Two days ago?"
"Yes, it was two days ago."
"Any other useful information?"
"No more." Pu'er's eyes seemed to be a little dodgeful, and he shook his head quickly.
Green on the side opened his mouth, but finally said nothing.
Dick didn't care when he heard this, he already knew basically the ins and outs of the matter.
Even if Pu'er conceals something, it doesn't hurt, but now it seems that the little mute is indeed possessed by the resentful spirit of the former village chief. As for why the resentful spirit was generated?
Dick is not too interested in this kind of thing, as long as he can expel this resentful spirit.
"You all stand back." Dick looked serious.
Hearing this, everyone including Paisen slowly backed away. Even Professor Moli put away his notes and retreated to the door.
And Dick took a step forward and came to the little mute's side.
Then he formed a seal with his right hand and pressed it down.
A purple light shines out with Dick as the center, forming a circular pattern - Magic Trap activates.
The little mute in the middle stopped his movements instantly, his tongue stopped moving and drooped at the corner of his mouth.
Dick relaxed after seeing this, and then waited to see when the resentful spirit would come out.
But only for a moment, the little mute's exposed tongue slowly stood up again, and began to flap slowly up and down again, and the speed became faster and faster, and became more and more intense, until in the end only a double image could be seen.
"Pah!"
"Pah!"
"Pah!"
"Pah!"
The little mute's cheeks were slapped loudly.
Seeing that the little mute's cheeks were swollen, Dick said sternly, "What kind of monster are you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the tongue slowly stopped and dropped to the side of his mouth again.
The little mute suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Dick with eyes that were covered by thick black fog and could not see the pupils and the whites of his eyes:
"Witcher, do you think I am a wraith?"
The hollow and powerful voice echoed in the house. Except for Tyson and his father, the people at the door were frightened and took a few steps back.
"It doesn't matter who I am, what's important is that I had a lot of fun, and you can't expel me. Now I let you leave, and we won't be in conflict with each other, otherwise..."
"How about otherwise?"
Then, the unknown monster warned the demon hunter with practical actions.
The little mute's tongue began to flap up and down again.
Dick saw this and no longer hesitated to use Energy Points. He originally planned to upgrade the Energy Points he had accumulated to [Swordsmanship] and [Mind Shockwave];
But looking at the situation at this time, although the origin of the resentful spirit in front of us is unknown, the best way is to upgrade [Magic Trap].
Because this monster is obviously still afraid of [Magic Trap], otherwise it would not say anything about peace talks.
There is only one reason why this monster is still arrogant now. The level of [Magic Trap] is too low to suppress it.
In an instant, the 360 energy points on the panel were reduced to 160 points.
And [Magic Trap] was also promoted from proficient level to [professional level].
Get prompts in the panel:
Although the radius of the professional-grade Magic Trap is not increased, monsters within it will move slowly, just like ordinary people stepping into a quagmire;
In addition, it can make monsters turn virtual into reality faster.
In other words, it can better expel monsters possessing humans.
Dick was satisfied. After taking a few breaths, he reached out and canceled the released Magic Trap without hesitation.
And the mana fed back from the body due to canceling the trap, plus this gap time, allows Dick to cast [Magic Trap] for the second time.
Make a seal with your right hand and cast Signs on the ground again.
In an instant, a new [Magic Trap] appeared.
But this time, Dick found that the speed of the long tongue flapping in the trap had obviously slowed down, and the black fog in the eyes of the little mute also became lighter, and he slowly closed his eyes.
Seems to be asleep.
But...
The flapping of the tongue did not stop, although it was not as powerful as before.
Dick frowned:
It's strange, my [Magic Trap] has been upgraded, and it obviously has a stronger effect in forcing out incorporeal monsters. Why doesn't it appear?
But it seems that [Magic Trap] still worked, and it should have temporarily put the monster to sleep.
Is it true that as this monster said, it is not a resentful spirit?
Dick turned around and walked out of the room without saying a word, and everyone followed him into the courtyard.
Then, Dick looked at the village chief's son Pu'er with cold eyes, and said sternly, "Tell me, are you hiding something from me?"
While speaking, his pupils stood up, almost becoming a line.
The Pu'er looked frightened and took two steps back.
If he hadn't been supported by the villagers on his left and right, he would have fallen to the ground.
"I... I..."
"Should you tell me? If you don't tell me, I will kill you."
Dick walked up to Pu'er and said word by word, "You also know that I am School of the Lynx's demon hunter. If I am unhappy, you will not be able to live either."
Tyson on the side saw this and was about to stop him.
He has justice in his heart, just like the legendary knight with five virtues, so naturally he can't stand Dick treating the villagers so harshly.
In fact, this is the reason why he was ridiculed by Pu'er before.
When you lower your status and lower your sense of status with a scumbag, the latter will naturally turn on you.
Professor Seir on the side quickly grabbed his son, Tyson looked confused, what did he want to say?
Saier just shook his head and secretly pointed in the direction of Dick, indicating that he should continue reading.