Chapter 171 A Disagreement

If the tomb robbers were really interfered by this fungus, there must be someone with extremely special abilities behind them.

"Could it be the fault of the man who was watching us just now?" Clayton asked him.

"I'm not sure. It requires a lot of mental strength to exert the ability of clairvoyance, but wizards are not the only ones who can do it."

Julius often speaks freely, but when he encounters real big trouble, he does not hesitate to be more cautious. For this reason, he would rather give a vague answer. It is better to be prepared with two hands, even if both preparations are insufficient. I only made one preparation but encountered another situation due to bad luck.

"Then how many people can this kind of spell affect at one time?" Clayton asked again.

"It's hard for me to explain it to you, but at least it won't affect here, or the town - if the caster stays by the river."

Clayton breathed a sigh of relief at the wizard's conclusion.

This means that people in the town should also remember the Third Man on Easter Island. However, it seems that the tomb robbers just arrived in Jevo today and are not familiar with the locals. No one may notice their abnormality.

As for what the person who deleted their memories wanted to do, Clayton decided to deal with the matter here first and think about it after dinner.

He looked up at the sky. Today was still a day when the sun was obscured by clouds, and it was already evening, so the sun's hold on him was no longer so strong.

"Let's get down," he ordered.

Among the colorful tents at the foot of the slope, they didn't see many people coming in and out.

Because the light was poor, the tents were lit with lights, but only the largest white tent was like this. Everyone seemed to be concentrated inside. Clayton saw several figures visible on the cloth outside the glowing tent, surrounding a Something is standing.

The opening of the tent was in the opposite direction from where they came, so Clayton and Julius had to circle around to see the people inside.

When they were still some distance away, they heard the people inside talking and couldn't help but slow down.

A man in the camp whose age he couldn't tell spoke angrily: "We found nothing again. Have you really searched everywhere?"

The hoarse female voice answered him: "I must have searched all the directions I'm responsible for. You should ask other people."

"Of course I do too," said the man who sounded quite oily.

The last man sounded quite tired: "I have nothing to defend, Captain, but do you want to see the blisters on my feet?"

"That saves you the trouble," said the first man to speak.

Sighs came one after another from the camp.

The hoarse female voice sounded again: "It seems we have to wait."

"We can't wait a few more days." The team leader interrupted her again with a loud voice: "Those bastard detectives actually want to buy this piece of land. They all carry guns, and who knows how many more are behind them? People are coming? The chance to find the beast is only this month. We have changed several places, but this must be the closest place to the beast's lair, otherwise"

Clayton and Julius both tilted their ears and wanted to continue listening, but the woman in the tent suddenly hissed.

"There's someone outside," the woman said.

At the same time, her shadow pointed in their direction.

Julius hurriedly stepped back to avoid the fingers, but he also stepped on a dead branch, making an irrefutable noise.

They were discovered.

There was silence in the camp.

Clayton and the wizard simply walked around to the entrance of the tent. The curtains on both sides of the front were lowered, forming a closed door.

A man with long greasy hair squeezed out from the slit in the middle of the curtain. He was dressed in colorful clothes and had pointed boots. He was obviously a clown in the circus. In fact, clown costumes are usually taken off, but if you use your brain, you will know that it is winter and they live in such a windy area, so they must put more effort into keeping warm.

"Sorry, but we're not performing anymore," he said tiredly.

Julius replied: "We're not here to see a show."

"Then what are you doing here?"

The leader's voice sounded, and a strong man in black robe stooped out, rolled up and tied the curtain, revealing the layout inside the tent.

There was a table in the middle, with an oil lamp lit on it, but nothing else. There was a pile of crates in the corner, and a Gilda woman wearing a cloak with only her chin exposed was leaning on it. , holding a crystal ball in his hand, two strands of curly chestnut hair growing from under the hood and hanging down to his chest.

Next to him was a man in a black dress, but he was thin and tall, with a soft whip tied around his waist. He looked like an animal trainer in a circus. When he saw outsiders, he put on his bowler hat. Protect your bald head.

The leader turned around. He wore a smooth porcelain mask on his face and gloves on his hands, making it seem like he was trying to hide something. It is worth mentioning that his belt buckle was extremely exaggerated, about the size of a palm, like It is a silver mirror with two gemstones on the left and right - it may also be colored glass.

Clayton's wolf eyes swept over them one by one, trying to find the malicious figure.

Every one of them is suspicious.

"We're here to find someone," Julius said. "There was a man standing on the hillside just now and staring at us rudely. My friend and I wanted to come and reason with him."

Clayton got the most attention, and the circus employees all looked at the axe on his shoulder.

It's not common to see someone who talks with such a big axe.

Julius looked back at his companions and emphasized again, not quite believing it: "We really just want to talk to him."

"So, have you seen anyone else nearby?" Clayton asked with a bad face, he was getting hungrier and hungrier.

"We haven't been out much recently." said the leader.

This was obviously a lie.

"But we just heard you say that you looked everywhere - I don't know what you are looking for, but you must have been out. If there is no one else here, the rude guy we saw can only be one of yours."

"That bastard also made a rather obscene gesture to us."

To increase the persuasiveness, Julius raised his right hand, curled his middle finger and ring finger together with the thumb, and made a "devil's horn".

This gesture has the meaning of castration.

"It sounds like something Reisman could do." The woman who might be from the Gilda tribe said.

The trainer glared at her viciously.

"I have never been to the hillside, how could they have seen me?"

This subconscious answer caused dissatisfaction among the other people, and the head turned to look at him unhappily: "You are responsible for the east side, why don't you go to check?"

The trainer spread his hands and twisted his waist to walk towards the head: "Please, the grass over there is so high, if there is any large beast passing by, it will definitely leave traces. I can tell from a distance here, and I will not be wrong at all."

It seems that without Clayton and Julius pursuing, the circus's problems will become internal conflicts.

Julius took a step forward, and just as he was about to speak, his face twisted, and his palms tightly covered his chest. The hand of glory he put in his pocket regained its strength at some point, and struggled desperately to jump out of his pocket.

Seeing him like this, the people in the circus looked back in surprise.

The head asked, "What happened to him?"

Clayton answered concisely, "He was wearing a corset and had a little difficulty breathing."

"I have medicine here, I'll go find it!" The circus director also suddenly jumped up and turned to run into the tent.

This sudden warmth was amazing.

Clayton's excuse gave Julius more time to turn around and deal with the live hand, but the hand burst out with more strength than he could imagine, and the sticky corpse wax on the surface made it difficult for him to hold it steady. With just a slight relaxation, the hand jumped out of his encirclement and fell to the ground.

The circus people and Clayton's group were silent.

The hand of glory fell under Julius's crotch, but it didn't move, as if it struggled out just to get to know everyone here.

It succeeded.

The Gilda woman no longer leaned against the utility box. She straightened her back and looked at the waxy human hand in amazement.

"That seems to be"

The leader came out with the ointment and saw the human hand falling. His movements froze briefly, but he quickly responded.

"Have you also received a commission from Professor Christopher?"

"Strictly speaking, it's not." Julius picked up the hand and put it back in his pocket awkwardly.

This response has exposed that they know Christopher. Clayton frowned. He felt it necessary to teach Julius how to speak again.

"You were not attracted by the mine like those idiots, but found here all the way. It seems that you have some skills. Why don't you cooperate with us."

The circus leader continued to speak as if he didn't hear Julius' explanation: "We have searched around here for several times. Although we didn't find the beast of doom, at least we now know where it will not appear. If you two help us, we can completely surround it. The hunting operation will be a great success, and then we will share Professor Christopher's reward equally according to the head-what do you think?"

He stretched out his hand, the porcelain mask lowered slightly, and Clayton shook hands with him without speaking.

They must have reached a cooperative relationship.

The circus leader turned happily and walked into the tent, rubbing his head on the curtain.

"Come in, I'll show you our map marks, so you should know where to continue looking."

Clayton glanced at the other circus members. They were still standing in scattered positions, with indifferent faces, as if they were 100% supportive of the leader's decision. The female fortune teller was concentrating on the glass ball in her hand and no longer looking at them.

Seeing that he was still standing in front of the tent, the clown stretched out his hand to guide him in.

The lieutenant turned his eyes back and walked in first with an axe on his shoulder, but the hand behind his back made a secret signal to Julius.

"He found it!"

The Gilda woman holding the crystal ball suddenly looked up and screamed: "Kill them!"