"Just wait patiently, when the ti is right, I will reappear and tell you what to do."
Yang Jian lightly tapped the floor with the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade, and his body transford into a wisp of blue smoke, dissipating on the spot.
Sun Yan returned to the living room. The once bustling main house suddenly beca exceedingly quiet, making him feel sowhat uncomfortable.
But the matter of Bloody Sunday couldn't be rushed. Although Yang Jian had the ability to take him to where Sosia and the others were, it would only work when the next Bloody Sunday arrived.
During these days, Sun Yan could only stay in the main house and wait patiently.
A few days later.
The TV in the living room was playing an old movie called "Source Code," but Sun Yan wasn't interested in watching the plot. He held a notebook, examining it carefully.
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Evangelical Town Cetery
Demon Exorcism Tomb: 0
Cetery Building: Main House (Unlocked: Exploration 100%), Workshop (Unlocked: Exploration 100%), Abandoned Church (Unlocked: Exploration 100%)
Cetery Entry: (omitted)
Tomb Magical Artifact: (omitted)
Tomb Guardian: True Monarch of Pure Origin and Mysterious Dao (Immortal Grade) Monkey King (Exquisite)
Cetery mbers (2/2): Sosia Angke (Zombie Werewolf), Elise Morolick (Blood Race)
Cetery Occupation: (Corpse Collector 0/1)
Daily Task [Custor Follow-up]
Limited Ti Task [None]
Bounty Task [None]
Instance Task [None]
... (omitted) ...
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Daily Task [Custor Follow-up]
Task Difficulty: ☆
Task Description: In business, repeat custors are the most important. Showing appropriate concern for your forr custors is very useful in whether they will recomnd you to others facing trouble.
Task Requirent: Call three custors for follow-up, concerning their recent life situations.
Task Reward: Tomb Magical Artifact
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Looking at today's daily task, just as he was about to take out his phone to call a few custors whose numbers he had saved, a knock sounded at the door of the main house.
"Excuse , is Mr. Jackson here?" a frail voice asked.
Sun Yan imdiately walked over and opened the door, seeing an elderly white man, still quite sturdy, looking at him sincerely.
"Who are you?" Sun Yan asked.
"I saw your address on YouTube; your profile says you are an Exorcist, right? I recently encountered a very troubleso matter, so I specifically ca from a nearby city to find you."
The elderly man extended his hand with a smile, "Let introduce myself, my na is Adir Belun, very pleased to et you, Mr. Jackson."
"Co in, if there's sothing to discuss, let's sit down first," Sun Yan instantly understood and invited him in.
Previously, he did leave his address and contact information on his X account and YouTube account, hoping to attract more custors this way.
But it had never made any headway, and he didn't expect that today there would finally be a custor arriving.
Even though nowadays Sun Yan had little enthusiasm for anything else because of the disappearance of Sosia and Elise on Bloody Sunday,
But any task that could enhance his strength would increase his chances of rescuing Sosia and the others at that ti, so he still had to do what needed to be done.
"Mr. Belun, do you mind explaining in detail the trouble you're encountering?"
Sun Yan poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to Belun.
"Recently, I encountered sothing strange, to be accurate... all the people in our town encountered sothing strange."
Taking the teacup, Belun's face suddenly grew serious and he asked Sun Yan, "Mr. Jackson, do you believe in the existence of a creature that can kill in dreams?"
"Killing in dreams?"
Sun Yan smiled calmly, "Theoretically, I'm willing to believe that any impossible creature exists in this world. Not only creatures, but even angels I believe truly exist; they either hide away or have long since left this world,
Mr. Belun, there's no need to test . Regarding anything inexplicable you might encounter, I will unconditionally believe you and find a way to resolve your issue."
Under Sun Yan's reassurance, Belun took a sip of tea and slowly said, "This tea is excellent; you really are different from those priests, Mr. Jackson, so I will tell you,
The matter is, not long ago in our Nightingale Town, a child died. She was only sixteen, died a very miserable death, found hanging naked on a tree in the town,
The officers ca to investigate the town's street caras and added to the forensic autopsy, finally coming to a conclusion: the child sleepwalked and hanged herself in a dream, resulting in this tragedy,
This sounds ridiculous, absurd even, doesn't it? Yet those officers were hasty in making their judgnt."
Seeing Belun tighten his grip on the teacup, Sun Yan pondered while touching his chin, "So you an, the truth of the matter is different?"
"Exactly. Just days before the girl's death, many children in town said they dread of a strange man while sleeping, a man who wanted to take them to jump off a cliff,
Can you believe it, Mr. Jackson? Every child who dread of that man described him the sa way—a black trench coat, a hat, his face wrapped in bandages exposing only two eyeless black holes, his hands were like beast claws, very tall, at least three to four ters."
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