Wendigo.
When I heard this word, the air in the room seemed to turn cold.
Explorers have studied folklore and legends, and there are almost no people involved in mysteries who don’t know this concept——
The Wendigo has never been proven to exist, but is believed to be a divine thing by the Nordic people.
Many Nordic people claim that the Wendigo appears during cold winters when food is scarce.
After the Wendigo arrives, it will take away people's minds and turn them into monsters that devour their own kind...
His eyes are red, his teeth are sharp, and he is not afraid of the cold even if he is naked...
People affected by the Wendigo have degenerated into beasts.
However, unlike other out-of-control animals, these people will return to normal after the Wendigo is gone.
"You must know..." The martyr, whose eyes had been frozen for a long time because his mind was far away, turned his wrist and continued to express, "Although mysterious incidents emerge one after another, there has always been controversy as to whether the Wendigo really exists."
Sean nodded: There are scholars who specialize in the study of Wendigo. They have been searching for it in the Northland all year round, but they have never seen the true appearance of this monster.
Later, he believed that the so-called sighting of Wendigo and its transformation into a man-eating monster was not a supernatural phenomenon, but a "stress-induced psychosis" caused by lack of food in severe cold conditions.
It is the moral sense hidden deep in people's hearts, an unconscious excuse for having devoured the same kind of food.
"So, it is conceivable." The martyr spread his hands, "Inside and outside Jungyer, people must have different opinions on this story——
"Contemporary residents of Jonyère are all descendants of the pioneers. They will certainly not admit that their ancestors were malicious cannibals, so they firmly believe that they were influenced by the Wendigo.
"But people outside don't buy what the survivors say. They firmly believe that the harsh and harsh desperate situation inspires the ugliest side in people's hearts. The Wendigo is just a cover...
"So..." The martyr took a deep breath: "So, it is conceivable that the local residents are unwilling to discuss the story of the past with outsiders."
Sean had a feeling in his heart that something was connected: "So, the more than forty names engraved on the black stone tablet are the deceased members of the northern brigade?"
"That's right."
Moonlight also understood. He held his right arm with his left arm and gently stroked the lower end of his mask: "Their behavior of eating raw meat is to commemorate the dead? Then what they eat..."
"It's just ordinary beef..." The martyr quickly raised his hand, "Moreover, the meat-eating ceremony is not just to commemorate the dead.
"After all, in order to survive, being able to swallow the flesh of the same kind... also requires great courage.
"That silent ceremony was to commemorate all the pioneers of the year - they either died or endured things that ordinary people could not imagine...
"In order not to forget the sacrifices of our ancestors and to know how hard-won life is now, the town of Rongyel holds such a ceremony every year."
"And based on the reasons I mentioned before -" the martyr refers to the doubts from the outside world, "the locals will hold this ceremony secretly to avoid the name of their ancestors being criticized again."
After listening to the martyr's story, the three of them, Sean, exchanged looks.
After a moment, Shimmer Sea shrugged: "I understand——
"We accept the story."
The mystery of the strange ritual witnessed that night has been solved.
Not only that, Sean vaguely realized that the tragedy that happened in the dense forest 65 years ago was related to what they were investigating now...
"There is one more thing I need your help with." Sean, who was sitting, put his weight forward, resting his elbows on his knees, and his hands were naturally clasped together. "I want to see the list of the brigade that marched north."
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About half an hour later, the three Seans walked out of the branch.
They returned to Berg's tavern, but still didn't see Pansha.
It's dark and his search isn't over yet?
Sean frowned slightly worriedly.
While dining on the first floor, Sean kept trying to connect the events of the northern brigade with Ivan's death.
Although there has been no progress yet, Sean believes that the two are definitely related.
This judgment comes from the list of brigade heading north.
Evan Burns's grandfather, August Burns, and his grandmother were among the survivors of that year.
In order to help Sean, Martyr also provided some information by default that he should not have provided - the missing Black Book holder was one of the survivors that year.
In other words, at present, the only intersection between the two people, one dead and one missing, except that they are both residents of Rongyel, is the survivors of the "Northern Brigade" and their descendants.
Shortly before the holder of the Black Book disappeared after saying that he wanted to "settlement some things in the past", Ivan was killed...
How could this be a coincidence?
Moreover, in the "past", apart from the incident with the Northern Brigade, what else is worth mentioning?
Therefore, Sean judged that Ivan's death was related to the tragedy that year.
However, there is no way to connect the present with the past, which is the most straightforward question - who did it and why?
While eating, Moonlight actually provided a good idea:
Ivan's grandfather, August Burns, was also a explorer back then. He and the holder of the Black Book committed serious crimes while being trapped in the snow.
And the person who killed Ivan came to seek revenge for that crime.
However, although it seems to be a very reasonable conjecture, all the arrows of speculation launched from this conjecture have fallen into the fog...
Too much conjecture and too few facts.
After finishing dinner, Sean temporarily stopped thinking and accidentally caught sight of the oil painting hanging in the tavern.
An oil painting like a heroic epic. The three figures stood firm and faced some kind of huge monster.
The monster's face seemed to be made of various huge animal bones, and a pair of huge horns spread upward, like two dead trees.
And those three people...
When he started to observe the details, Sean's squinted eyes suddenly widened.
"What's wrong, Xiao?" Noticing the change in Sean's expression, Yueguang quickly turned her head and looked in the direction where Sean was staring.
"Soloist..." While Moonlight was still looking at the oil painting with confusion, Sean's eyes were fixed on a detail of the painting, "Look at the person in the middle, he is holding in his hand What?"
According to what Sean said, the moonlight focused his eyes on the man's hand.
Suddenly, his brows opened, and he was as surprised as a bird flying far away.
Moonlight saw that among the three people facing the monster, the person in the middle was holding a book with a black cover.
"The Black Book Holder".
That seems to be the teacher who possessed Pansha——
The oil painting they are looking at now depicts a scene that actually happened.
