Just as Sherlock picked up the salute and was about to lead the way ahead, suddenly, the voice of the conductor came from the copper pipe on the wall of the steam train-

"There is a notice below that the disaster accident in Gangdian City has been confirmed to be the murderer. The other party is the escaped descendant of the Stuart family. Surman Stuart, who was once a pseudonym Surman Arthurdoll..."

"This person is extremely dangerous and accompanied by a strong antisocial tendency. Please contact the local Orthodox Church as soon as possible. Do not contact him at will. If the facts are in line with the truth, the organizer will receive a reward."

"This notice was released by Steam Church. All steam trains passing through the 'Gangdian City' have received telegrams. Passengers who get off the train in front can view the avatars of the wanted target at the 'Light Retrieval'..."

I...I am wanted by the official?!Surman was a little surprised because in his thoughts, the disaster in Gangdian City was calmed by the War Church. With the status of the Red Saint, it is not only possible to deal with a small matter......

Could it be that after the Hunting Church compromised with them, as a condition for exchange between the two sides, that "Surman Stuart" became a person on the wanted list? Surman subconsciously guessed the reason behind this telegram.

No! The War Church is the power of the righteous gods in the cold soil of the north. Compared with outsiders in other realms - the hunting church from the Panjie Tree Domain, it is obviously not an opponent of the War Church.

The power level of the two sides in the cold soil in the north is definitely not the same level!

According to common sense, there is no reason for the Red Saint to compromise with them.........Hiss! Could it be that guy did it on purpose? Surman showed up a very bold but consistent guess.

Because I did not leave with Ibis and returned to the central holy city of the War Church, the Ukiyo-Eng Palace, so the stinky woman Melody stumbling, making me difficult for the outside world. Due to external circumstances, I had to return to the Ukiyo-Eng Palace? Hiss... She was obviously like a girl, but she was so scheming that she was worthy of being a Red Saint.

No wonder, the telegram said that the church would be rewarded, rather than killing. Obviously, Melotti did not want him to encounter great danger, but deliberately created a difficult situation, forcing Surman to go to the Ukiyo-E... to make a church saint so concerned, which shows the important value of Surman in her heart.

but.........

Melotti was destined to be disappointed. She would never have thought that Surman would master the qualities of the "unique" prefix. The Thousand Illusionist could change his appearance with the help of spiritual information, and he could not find any trace of him.

The most terrifying thing is that the appearance that Surman is now used comes from ancient characters recorded in "The Legend of Algas". He intercepted the other party's spiritual information and used his trait ability, the face of the Thousand Illusion (incomplete) to cover himself... Even if they used the mysterious tracking method, it would be difficult to find out Surman's whereabouts.

Can stop cryptic tracking!

This is the most terrifying thing about the "Thousand Illusionist". Of course, he does not have complete qualities at present, but his incomplete state and his abilities are not perfect enough. Facing the mysterious tracking of high-level people, clues are still left behind.

Just when the performance progress is full and he has achieved complete traits, he doesn't have to worry about tracking it.

After coming back to his senses, Surman silently whispered, "The one you want is Surman Stuart/Arthur Doyle, and what does it have to do with "Asen Robin" who is an innocent passerby?"

With a lot of thoughts, Surman had already followed Sherlock with his bag in front of him, and the two of them arrived at the entrance to get off the car. When they stepped on the steel stairs, they fell on the railway tracks covered with fine gravel.

Looking up, there were passengers dressed similarly to them nearby, carrying their salutes and getting off the train, but the railway tracks were filled with fog, gray. Not only that, at the end of everyone's sight, there were huge mountains surrounded by gray and white fog. Because the fog was too rich, only one outline could be faintly seen, towering, and vast like a miracle.

beep!

Some sharp copper whistles came from the side. The two of them looked in the sound and saw a young man wearing a round felt hat, blue jeans on his lower body, dressed in similar workers. He was holding a huge pointing sign, signaling to everyone, and shouting loudly—

"Welcome to the Cangxue Mountains and invite passengers to the 'Light Retrieve' to receive lighting tools in an orderly manner!"

Some hoarse voices echoed on the railway tracks and platforms, and also echoed in the ears of passengers. Some newcomers who were new to the arrival stepped onto the platform of the Snow Mountains for the first time. Facing this scene, their faces were a little curious.

"Mr. Yasen, let's go to the 'light pick' location first..." Sherlock held a heavy salute and explained to Surman: "The Cangxue Mountains are different from other places. They are covered by fog for many years. The platform area we are in is already the 'brightest' part of the entire mountain range. If you want to go to another area, it is best to get a local special lighting tool first."

Of course I knew this common sense...Surman thought silently that he came to the Cangxue Mountains to hunt for the famous secret book holders in his previous life. The other party was the "Son of the Mercury Libra's "Reserve".

The plots of the previous life also took place in the Cangxue Mountains...Surman knows this place very well.

However, he needed to maintain his "personality" image and continue to stroke the wool from Sherlock's body. He did not interrupt the other party's narrative, but nodded coldly:

"good."

Sherlock glanced at Mr. Yasen's hands, which were not carrying anything, were hanging leisurely beside him. This scene made his eyelids twitch slightly, and he could only pretend to be invisible and take the initiative to lead the way ahead.

The two stepped onto the platform, handed over the ticket stub, and headed to the direction on the sign. Soon, a 'shop' with glass lamps appeared in front of them.

It is called a shop, which is a tent built with a simple bracket.

The tent was surrounded by passengers similar to them, and there were long queues of them. The two of them were not in a hurry. Although they were extraordinary, they were like ordinary people, quietly waiting with their bags.

Surman is not in a hurry, he doesn't need to carry things anyway...

When it was their turn, they wore a deep coat and hid almost half of their body under the cloak. The shop owner dressed like an ancient wizard, asked about their preferences. Then, Sherlock chose a butterfly lamp, while Surman considered his personality and chose the most ordinary and cold lantern.

"This is the sesame oil you bought. If you consume it completely, you can find the "Golden Lamp" department store in the West District. The sesame oil he sells is of the best quality..." The owner promoted the two of them, turned to greet other passengers, and soon after, he gave the same words to the other party.

"That shop was opened by his twin brother..." Sherlock muttered, and then he demonstrated for Surman, throwing the solidified orange-red "season oil block" into the upper opening of the lantern.

Bang!

The sesame oil fell into the inside of the lantern, and in an instant, it turned into smoke and dust, and then rippled like the ocean, with little orange and red seeping out of the inside of the lantern, smudged the nearby area.

What's strange is that with the halo erosion, it shone little by little towards the front. The originally sticky gray mist actually dispersed, breaking the road ahead for the two of them.

At the same time, passengers in the same condition as them also held lanterns that were permeated with halos, broke through the thick slurry mist and walked towards the depths of the mountains step by step.

ps: Please give me a monthly ticket, double it!
Chapter completed!