Hotel

Nangong stood on the platform of this rural small station, facing the breeze with a faint earthy scent, taking a deep breath. His face, though not handsome, exuded a certain air of dignity and was now filled with a pleasant expression. "Can't you feel it? There's a scent permeating the air."

Lin Feng, seeing Nangong's appearance, immediately felt wary. Perhaps this Nangong was indeed a ticking time bomb. "This 'demon hunter' is truly sensitive. Just after getting off the train, he could sense the eerie wind blowing from the castle."

"I haven't smelled anything," Vivian sniffed as well. "Moreover, there should still be some distance to Joford Castle, right?"

"The scent of 'those things' can always spread far and wide," Nangong adjusted his wind-blown hair, looking very pleased. "As a demon hunter, I'm best at capturing their smells. Of course, you probably can't sense it. It requires training. Anyway, let's not waste time. Let's quickly find a place to stay in the town. The sun will be setting soon."

With that, Nangong picked up his large suitcase and walked towards the slope at the end of the platform. It was only after he had walked about ten meters that Mu Yun suddenly opened her eyes, exclaiming, "What smell? Let me smell it, my nose is very sensitive!"

"Continue sleeping," Vivian patted Mu Yun on the back, and the werewolf girl, not annoyed, simply muttered an acknowledgment and went back to her nap, continuing her time-zone-defying sleepwalking state.

"I really haven't smelled anything," Vivian noticed Lin Feng's gaze on her and immediately shook her head vigorously. "Vampires are also very sensitive to the scent of the dead, but I haven't noticed anything. We're still quite far from the ruins of Joford Castle, and it's not yet evening, which is not the time for undead activities. That self-proclaimed demon hunter... does he really have special perceptual abilities? But he hasn't even figured out our identities."

Lin Feng pondered for a moment and came to a conclusion, "He's probably just showing off."

Vivian: "...You know, that's actually quite possible!"

The small station was next to the town of Brushal, connected by a narrow country road, but unfortunately, Lin Feng and his group did not find a bus. The four of them had to take a taxi to the town. By the time they entered the town, it was almost completely dark, with only the last hint of red light hanging on the horizon, and the street lights in the town were gradually lighting up. Lin Feng looked at the unfamiliar streets of this foreign land, feeling a bit nostalgic. He was not used to being a homebody, almost never traveling far from home or staying overnight outside. Now he was standing in a land eight time zones away from his homeland, in a strange environment, with unfamiliar people, unfamiliar customs, unfamiliar writing, and language. At least the last two had been solved through high technology, but the other discomforts remained. He sighed, feeling a bit homesick for the comfort of home, and also missing that magical little black cat: he wondered how "Roll" was doing at home. Most likely, by now, she had run out to the streets to mix with the stray cats and dogs, right?

Lin Feng, who rarely traveled far from home, felt a bit uncomfortable in a foreign land, but Vivian didn't feel that way at all. The vampire girl, who had traveled the world several times, was eagerly observing this very strange country to her. From London to this rural town, she had finally observed something: "It doesn't seem as serious as they say on TV. There aren't many outsiders here, either the TV is exaggerating, or those paranormal enthusiasts and expert scholars haven't arrived yet."

Lin Feng confirmed that Nangong was walking far ahead and couldn't hear them, so he lowered his head and asked softly, "How did you figure that out?"

"Listening to heartbeats, sensing bloodlines, it's my specialty," Vivian shrugged. "Heartbeats reveal everyone's emotions, and the smell of blood reveals their family relationships and roots. Every native creature in a place has the same factors in their bloodline, which cannot be changed in a short time. I can vaguely sense how many unsettling bloodlines are here, as well as how many restless hearts there are. Combining the two, I can roughly estimate how many people have come for the haunted castle. These are skills that every vampire 'hunter' must have, although I don't harm people, my talent is still there."

Lin Feng felt goosebumps all over his body, and even felt that Vivian's eyes were glowing red. This girl spoke in the usual tone, but her words were quite unsettling. This useless vampire girl finally showed a bit of the aura of a dark noblewoman—although this aura only helped her check the local registry, it was still a check.

He then turned to look at Mu Yun, who was behind him with her eyes closed. This time, the idiot werewolf had slipped up. She often boasted about her keen senses, especially her extraordinary sense of smell, but at this critical moment, she was only nodding off, and the only use of her sense of smell was to prevent herself from getting lost.

"In any case, fewer people are better," Lin Feng nodded. "Ravens12345's mission instructions said we should go to Joford Castle, and that once we reach a certain location, we will naturally be able to connect with the 'client.' However, she's not sure what state the 'client' is in right now, so it's best not to have too many unrelated people around."

"Are we leaving at night?" Vivian frowned. "I have an advantage in night operations, and the big dog becomes more energetic in the late night, so she also counts as combat power."

Lin Feng smirked, thinking it was nonsense. A brick could knock down a high-level vampire like her, was that not considered combat power?

"Depends on the situation tonight. Let's see how motivated those attracted paranormal enthusiasts are. At the latest, we'll have to act tomorrow night. The longer we wait, the more people will gather here."

"Having more people has its advantages," Vivian thought for a moment. "Why don't we just mix in with them and say we're here to find ghosts? Sometimes, being open and straightforward is the best disguise."

"What if a headless knight jumps out of the castle and hugs me, calling me the landlord in front of everyone? What if golden light bursts from my body with subtitles saying 'match found'? What if the new tenant we meet is a lunatic who likes to cause trouble and isn't afraid of chaos? I have to consider my luck—and Raven12345's ability to deceive. If any of the above situations happen, you'll have to figure out how to get me out of MI5... Are you confident in breaking into a British prison?"

Vivian nodded seriously, "I've done it before—although at that time, British prisons still used wooden fences and dungeons. I knocked down more than ten knights to rescue a sister from the prison. She was caught by a demon hunter..."

"Let's not mention anything before 1190."

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ivian: "..."

At this moment, Nangong's greeting suddenly came from ahead, interrupting Lin Feng and Vivian's idle chatter. "Hey, let's stay here today! It's getting late, and we probably won't find any hotels further into town."

Lin Feng looked up and realized that he had unknowingly followed Nangong to the entrance of a small inn. This small inn was a three-story building, not large in scale, but its exterior was quite neat and new, with white walls and blue tiles, looking quite beautiful. There was an English signboard at the entrance of the inn. With the convenience of the translation system, Lin Feng read it as if it were his native language: "Angus's Cabin... Hey, what a coincidence!"

That's right, it was the name of the small inn he had heard on TV yesterday. The owner of this inn should be the same old man who appeared on TV!

Lin Feng and the others hurriedly followed Nangong into the inn's gate. Behind the counter on the first floor of the inn, there were two people, one of them a young woman who seemed to be the cashier, and the other a short, fat middle-aged man who looked honest and honest, the one who had appeared on TV before.

"Hey, welcome to Angus's Cabin!" The fat innkeeper behind the counter greeted warmly as soon as he saw the guests, then turned to the female attendant next to him and proudly boasted, "Look, another foreigner. Business won't be a problem now."

Lin Feng was stunned. So even in England, they're into attracting foreigners?