The reason why this sigh is strange is not because of the content of the old man's words.

——There are not hundreds or dozens of people who have praised Aoye like this.

What Aoye cares more about this sentence than this one is his expression of saying this.

The old man's vision was not only on the surface of Aoye's appearance, but also on the look of this handsome and unparalleled skin, he saw his inner soul that was different from ordinary people.

The emotion he made was not because of Aoye's appearance.

But because of inner, deeper things.

But that expression disappeared after only two or three seconds.

But.

In Aoye's observation, no matter from which perspective, the short and hunched old man is just an ordinary human.

It's still the kind that is extremely old and begins to weaken.

Does such an old man really have the ability to see through his soul?

Aoye never underestimates everyone.

He just looked at the old man coldly, trying to see the secret he was hiding.

"Young man, what are you doing here?"

The old man didn't care about Aoye's rude eyes at all, and continued to ask in that ugly voice.

"Old man, what is this room for?"

Aoye put on the mask that he would wear when facing ordinary people again.

Asked with a gentle smile.

He has long been used to wearing a mask like this. If he suddenly takes off his mask, he will feel a little uncomfortable!

The old man did not express surprise at Aoye's face change, but spoke slowly.

"Here... it turned out to be a granary where some grains and bacon were placed, but later, it was used by those people to place some things that were brought out from there."

"There?"

Aoye frowned.

"Is it...Sarin?"

The old man's expression suddenly changed, his gloomy skin trembled, becoming more gloomy, and even the patches on his face seemed even more ferocious and terrifying.

He seemed to be dissatisfied with Aoye's name.

His tone became much solemn.

"That's what you outsiders call it, it's a place for sacrificial crickets to rest. If you hadn't been intruding again and again, how could He have sprinkled the curse on you?"

The old man was angry and remembered the past.

"The things here are what you guys bring out from there."

Suddenly, the old man smiled strangely.

The corners of the mouth slightly cracked from both sides.

The face in the shadow seems to have become another thing that cannot be named.

It only makes people shudder.

"This is how they were, and so are you. Those who touch those things will be cursed by Him and sink into this endless pain."

"Young man, are you really ready?"

"certainly."

Aono moved forward with his head held high and his pace was unwavering.

Walking into the narrow wooden house.

In the wooden house, the particularly stimulating smell became more and more intense, like a fine wine that had fermented for several years.

The moment the jar was opened, the fragrance of wine was everywhere.

However, the smell that Aoye faces is far from being described as "scent".

【...】

【...】

On the panel, there is still a puzzling blank space, which has never happened before.

But Aoye was not panicked, and was not even surprised.

For him, the panel has never been just an auxiliary tool, far from being able to survive without it.

It seems that Aoye's idea makes the panel want to gain more attention.

The white space in front of the pupils trembled a few times and turned into words again.

[You inhale air containing special substances!]

【Your body is undergoing a slightly abnormal change!】

Aoye temporarily ignored the prompts on the panel and looked down.

In the corner of the narrow wooden house, fragmented pottery pieces are placed.

The pottery slices are not complete, they are just fragments.

Aoye possessed her and picked up one of them.

Even Aoye, as an archaeological layman, can tell at a glance that this is a piece of pottery with very exquisite workmanship.

There are clearly visible traces of painting on it, and even if there are only a few graphics, it can still be identified. It is something like a human arm.

Because its painting skills are so exquisite that it accurately draws the shape of blood vessels and muscles on the arms, with a strong modernist style.

If it was really a cultural relic excavated from Salin, perhaps its value would be even greater than Aoye's imagination.

The pottery slices are curved, unlike murals drawn on walls.

It is much more difficult to draw graphics on a curved pot than the former.

Moreover, the painter cleverly used the point of "bending" to express the edges and corners of the arms more vividly.

It seemed like one arm was wrapping around a clay pot.

But this sense of reality not only did not give Aoye an urge to appreciate it, but instead made him feel a little upset.

——The arm seemed to just look like a human arm, perhaps it was another unknown creature itself.

More importantly, the residual irritating smell on the pottery slices.

It has a slightly fishy smell, which reminds people of the saliva of some animals that is full of bacteria, which dripped from the corners of their mouths.

It's like herbs or fermented wine.

Aoye instinctively disgusted—he really felt disgusted by this smell.

This shows that.

What's worse is that this smell seemed like a maggot in the tarsal bone, lingering on Qingye's nose, and his soul kept dissipating.

‘Is this the smell mentioned in the notes?’

While taking the bus today, Aono continued to browse some of the notes.

The archaeological notes mentioned-

——【As soon as we entered the cave, I smelled a strange smell, with a faint fishy smell.】

[At first, we didn't care, we just thought it was a natural smell from the hole that was uninhabited all year round.]

[But this smell is really unbearable. I just feel dizzy and a little weirdly excited. We didn't notice it at that time, but afterwards we remembered that something was wrong.]

[Then we found several broken clay pots around a corner.]

[There is a special liquid inside, slightly purple and has a deep yellowish scent like urine, which emits from this liquid.]

[It can be seen that the clay pot was forcibly smashed, and it is likely not long after.]

[Because if it was at this volatilization rate, it would have become gaseous long ago.]

【Then, there is only one answer!】

[It was Nakagawa Jun’s move! But why did he do this?]

[Kamo Jun wanted to touch those pottery pieces directly, but she was stopped by Miss Maruyama - it was quite interesting to see how he was defeated.]

[Miss Maruyama said that if you touch it with your hands, there might be dangers other than accidents.]

【Because of being Miss Maruyama, she is so careful!】

As Aoye was thinking about it, a surprised greeting came from behind him.

“………Mr. Aoye?”

It was Kaneshiro Taiichi who followed Aoye's footsteps and came here.

"Who are you talking to just now?"

Aoye turned his head and looked at the old man's location just now.

at this time.
Chapter completed!