Endless route

Chapter 21 21. Demona

After half an hour.

The two cars arrived at La Maine Town one after another. Everyone got off the car together. A few dark-colored people, Ula Ula, said a few words and took the lead in walking towards La Maine Town.

They said the environment here is much better than the previous town. If there is a hotel in the town, they will not go back, but they can drive us.

Song Wan translated for Zheng Yun.

Let's follow them in. Zheng Yun walked forward while looking around nervously.

As before, there were many tourists' cars parked at the entrance of the town. There was a bonfire in front of the old tavern on the main street, and some people were drinking around the bonfire.

There is a very light fog in the town.

The light from the campfire was a little blurry.

La Maine Town has a population of hundreds. Zheng Yun could see that more than half of the wooden buildings on the main street were abandoned, but there were still many places where people lived and operated.

Song Wan followed Zheng Yun closely. She kept in mind what Zheng Yun said before, never leaving Zheng Yun's side, and she had to be smarter in her reactions.

This is their first time entering the town of La Maine. Combining their previous experiences and various speculations, no one knows what will happen next.

But there is a benefit.

This time they came by car, mixed with dark ethnic groups, and even disguised themselves. The town of La Maine may not know their identities.

They can follow these people, sneak into the depths of La Maine Town, and try to retrieve Liu Ming and others. This is also the purpose of Zheng Yun's agreement to accompany them.

Brother Zheng, can we say a few words? Otherwise it doesn't seem right. Song Wan lowered her voice and spoke. She also felt that they were too nervous.

Speak in English, but before that you have to remember one thing. Try not to leave the firelight and go to a place with firelight. Zheng Yun replied in a low voice.

Okay, I've written it down.

Song Wan directly changed her language to English, and then suddenly reached out and hugged one of Zheng Yun's arms, like a brother and sister on a trip, and followed the people in front of them.

...

Zheng Yun was silent for a moment, not thinking too much, but said to Song Wan: Say a few words to them and ask them what kind of wine they like to drink.

Um.

Song Wan immediately did as she was told, calling the people in front to stop, and Ula Ula talked to them.

Zheng Yun took the opportunity to observe his surroundings.

At this time, they had entered the town and could see more details. There was no one living in front of the first intersection of the main street, and most people lived in the middle of the main street.

The old tavern is in the middle.

There were at least twenty drinkers in front of the bonfire, including men and women, locals and tourists. The clothes were very different, with tourists wearing slightly more fashionable clothes.

There is a question here.

Zheng Yun had never seen Demona awake, except when she was first frozen, so he didn't know whether Demona had the sanity of a normal person.

But the people in front were no different from normal people. Zheng Yun could hear them now. They were laughing and communicating in English. Some people were holding an old guitar and playing and singing a very gold-digging style song.

The atmosphere is very normal.

It's so normal that it makes you feel trance-like.

If the town of La Maine is really related to the Climbing Platform and Hades Pavilion or some other supernatural thing, can they still have such normal sanity?

Hey, is there any wine here?

Brothers, do you mind joining?

Dark people are always enthusiastic and greet people around the campfire from a distance. They are naturally suitable for such occasions and can blend in naturally.

There are also people at the campfire who speak French.

They shouted back, laughing and saying that everything was available here, and brought out many chairs from the house, seven in total, one for each of the seven of them.

Song Wan knew that Zheng Yun could not understand, so she turned sideways and tiptoed to translate for Zheng Yun. Zheng Yun could only tell Song Wan helplessly that there was no need to translate everything.

He didn't need to understand this kind of conversation to understand roughly what they said.

Several people gradually walked to the bonfire.

The blazing fire was dazzling and hot. They sat in a big circle around the bonfire. There were many empty seats and there were no rules. Anyone who was interested could sit next to them.

The five dark ethnic groups dispersed immediately.

Two of them moved chairs, got close to the few women, and chatted in French.

The other three were somewhat conscientious. They first asked Zheng Yun and Song Wan what they wanted to drink, then went into the tavern to get two drinks for them, and then chatted with others.

Where shall we sit?

Song Wan asked quietly.

Although they had important business to do here, it would be abnormal if they were the only two sitting alone with chairs.

Zheng Yun said nothing.

He didn't plan to drink here at all, but wanted to find a chance to go deeper into the town.

He could clearly see with the help of the firelight that the white fog became thicker the deeper the town went. The white fog at the end of the main street was visible to the naked eye, lightly covering the rain forest on the houses.

Bonfires can dispel white mist, and the flame core of this bonfire is more than one meter high. I don't know whether it is intentional or unintentional.

Come here?

A flicking sound accompanied by a female voice sounded from across the bonfire, and someone was inviting the two of them.

The bonfire blocked the line of sight, and Zheng Yun could only see a vague female figure. Neither party could see each other clearly, and could only roughly distinguish between male and female.

So Zheng Yun took two steps around, looked sideways at the other person, and then his expression suddenly changed, because this person was actually blond and blue-eyed, and he looked very familiar.

Take another closer look.

She is actually Demona!

...

Zheng Yun's scalp went numb, he held Song Wan with one hand, and already reached for the pistol behind him with the other hand, and quickly walked around the bonfire towards Demona.

Um?

Demona was startled.

She looked at Zheng Yun carefully, looking up and down in great detail, and then looked at Song Wan. Judging from this reaction, it seemed that she didn't know them at all.

But it was too late. Zheng Yun didn't give her any chance. He walked directly to her, reached out and grabbed her arm, and pointed the pistol at her behind her.

Where are my teammates?

Zheng Yun asked coldly.

Teammate? What teammate? Demona made a confused expression, her blue eyes full of questions.

Brother Zheng, what's wrong with you?

Song Wan suddenly grabbed Zheng Yun, covered the gun in his hand with her clothes, and shook him hard.

...

Zheng Yun felt something was wrong. He subconsciously let go, rubbed his eyes and looked at the woman again, but his vision was blurred and he couldn't see clearly at all.

Brother Zheng, are you okay? Song Wan quickly helped Zheng Yun and looked at his face nervously.

Isn't she Demona?

Zheng Yun asked in Chinese. He couldn't see clearly. He felt that there might be something wrong with him, so he closed his eyes hard and then opened them again.

No, Brother Zheng, what's wrong with you?

Song Wan's voice was a little urgent. She was both afraid of Zheng Yun's reaction and worried that something might happen to Zheng Yun.

But Zheng Yun has seen clearly this time that the woman in front of him is indeed not Demona. She is also blond and blue-eyed, but she is over forty years old.

Sorry, I got the wrong person.

Zheng Yun had doubts, but he still took the gun back and apologized sincerely to her, so as not to make things worse and expose his and Song Wan's identities.

Is this the Eastern way of picking up a conversation? The other party picked up the wine glass and showed a smile.

it can be.

Zheng Yun sighed silently, forced a smile, raised his glass, touched it with the woman, and drank half of the glass in one breath.

Then when he excused himself to bring a chair over, he quietly spit the wine into his sleeve.

Take a few deep breaths of air.

He didn't know what was wrong with him.

But combined with last night's nightmare, he had an intuition that as long as he closed his eyes and fell asleep, something strange would happen to him like Liu Ming and the others.

This symptom is similar to the symptoms recorded in the Hades Pavilion or the Climbing Platform on the Immortal Palace Map...