Chapter 325 Box
Thor did not disturb Sander and listened to his story quietly.
When Xander finished the last word, Thor stood up from his seat.
"In that case, let's go over there now."
"Ah?" Sander was stunned.
"Sir?" The attendant stepped forward quickly. He wanted to dissuade Thor, but when he saw Thor's expression, he changed his mind and said, "Please let us go with you. If you like that house, we can help you clean it up."
"No thanks." Thor refused the servant's suggestion to follow him.
Judging from Sander's mental state and the abnormalities in him, this guy is indeed in trouble.
Others didn't see it, it's very likely that the vengeful spirit had already entangled Sander, so he couldn't take care of others.
Some vengeful spirits are quite professional in harming people, and generally will not change their targets until the person they are currently harassing dies.
And once they kill enough people and their soul power is replenished, coupled with further pollution, they may become evil spirits.
This is probably the lifelong pursuit of many irrational ghosts.
A conscious vengeful spirit must have a lot of soul fragments. Thor has consumed a lot of them recently, so he went to replenish his stock.
Of course, what’s more important is the house that Sander mentioned, which just meets all of Thor’s requirements.
Thor took Xander to the lakeside cabin in the academy's carriage.
This place is closer to the wizard tower than the outpost town, and it is hard to find because it is hidden in the mountains and forests. I don't know who would build a house in such a place.
The houses were made of local materials, mostly wood, but in some corners Thor found stones shaped by witchcraft.
"It seems that the original person who built this house was a wizard. Perhaps he was an apprentice wizard who wanted to live in seclusion away from the town."
Thor came to the door and waited for Xander to climb down from the carriage shakily.
The Mushroom Driver drives very fast, and his specialty is shortening a journey that originally took half a day to two hours.
Sander, who had never ridden in a speeding carriage before, turned pale with fear, but because the person sitting opposite him was a great wizard, he managed to hold back and not scream out even once.
But as soon as he got off the carriage, Sander, who had been a little wilted, immediately straightened up and got off the carriage like a nobleman.
In fact, the clothes he wore were of good quality, but a little old. He had no servants around him, and he lived so far away but didn't even have his own carriage. He looked like those nobles who had fallen on hard times for many years.
"This is it, sir." Sander stepped forward to help Thor open the door, but saw that the lock on the door opened automatically.
He was startled and was about to jump up and shout that there was a ghost, but he saw Thor walking in leisurely.
Only then did Sander remember that according to rumors, the wizard did not need a key to open the door.
He looked at the suddenly open door and the dark hall in front of him and hesitated.
The sunlight shone through the door onto the old wooden floor, forming an unclear boundary between light and darkness.
Like the distance between life and death.
It was obvious that Sander didn't want to enter this haunted house, and the figure of the little wizard in front of him was about to blend into the darkness.
Following a wizard to the haunted house did not make Sander feel confident. Instead, when the wizard left the outpost town in a carriage, the "popularity" on him was rapidly disappearing.
Sander's face was pale, half because of the speed of the galloping carriage, and half because of the aura of the wizard in front of him.
In fact, he could have waited for Thor to check the room and, after he deemed that there was no problem, come out and sign the house transfer and lease agreement with him.
But Sander's eyes turned, and no one knew what he was thinking, but he still plucked up his courage and stepped in.
At this time, Thor had finished visiting the first floor and went up to the second floor.
The stairs, which have not been maintained for a long time, have become damp and make a creaking sound when you walk on them.
Thor walked around the first floor and did not see any soul fragments or vengeful spirits. It was indeed as the servant of the Inn House said, it had been cleaned inside and out.
But according to Sander's description, the vengeful spirits here can already affect actual objects, which means they should have taken shape and have a certain degree of consciousness. Ordinary people can only deal with some contaminated soul fragments, and more powerful vengeful spirits require the use of wizards.
Given the current cleanliness of the cabin, it is obviously not haunted.
As Thor stepped onto the second floor, he heard someone moving around on the first floor.
"Did Sander just come in?" He glanced down and saw a figure tiptoeing cautiously. He smiled lightly and continued to check the room.
The second floor is divided into three rooms, two small and one large.
But the bed was placed in the smallest room. Each room had only a small air window, as if the people who first built the house preferred darkness and hated sunlight.
The largest room was empty except for a wardrobe with half its door broken.
But when Thor squatted down to check, he found many old traces on the ground.
"There should have been a lot of cabinets and tables here... like the instructors' laboratory."
Thor stood up and waved his hands lightly. The dust that had accumulated for several days was rolled up and sent out of the room through the air vent.
When the house becomes clean, the traces of where furniture was once placed on the floor become more obvious.
"This layout is very similar to Mentor Kaz's laboratory. The person who built this house must have been a wizard apprentice."
Thor was so satisfied that he even planned to rearrange the laboratory according to the layout on the ground.
"I just don't know if the original owner of this house was like me, preparing to build a temporary residence outside the tower, or was an apprentice who was expelled from the wizard tower and had to live here."
Just now, Thor's magic pushed open the air vents in the room, and some air from outside rushed in.
The damp smell of the fibers mixed with the chirping of unknown insects and birds gives off a sense of leisure, as if living in the countryside.
Thor walked to the air vent and looked out, and was surprised to find that he could actually see the spire of the wizard tower from this angle.
"Very good, it is basically confirmed that he is the apprentice who was expelled from the tower."
After the tour, Thor walked out of the room and went down the old stairs.
The sound quickly alarmed Sander in the hall. He hurried to the stairs, raised his head and tried to force a smile.
Thor noticed that he had just run out of a room.
This person seems to be still looking for his luggage. He is obviously afraid of ghosts, but he still wants to come in to look for his luggage.
It seems that there is something very important to him in the luggage.
"Sir, have you seen a ghost?" Sander asked tremblingly.
"No, every room is clean." Thor shook his head.
"But, but, sir, I really met a ghost here. I dare not lie to you." Sander said anxiously.
"I know." Thor's eyes dropped to Xander's neck.
The grey, rotten arm was still wrapped around the other person's neck.
If we think about it, the owner of the arm might have wanted to strangle Sander from behind.
"Well, maybe the ghost ran away when it saw the adults." Sander's eyes moved left and right. "My lord, did you see a huge rattan box upstairs?"
Xander gestured with his hands.
According to his description, the rattan box was quite large.
It feels like it can hold one person.
(End of this chapter)
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