Chapter 68: Requiem and Mysterious Tent

A gathering that's held from midnight to dawn was obviously not an ordinary one.

From the main goods, such as herbs, fur, and some bizarre things, it could be seen that those who could find and come to this gathering were probably in the strange category in the eyes of ordinary people.

But there was also some weirder stuff than this at the gathering.

An example of that was in front of Tang Qi.

It was a small and old tent, which seemed to be sewn together with many pieces of beast hide. Inside was a small altar, with an open space at the back. An old man in aboriginals' clothing and feathers was dancing there as if he was performing some strange ritual.

In front of the altar, an old man who looked like a mountain folk, held a wooden box in his arms, with a sad look on his face.

Tang Qi didn't have to ask deliberately. He understood the whole story from the whispers around him.

The elderly was a "Soul Soother".

At this time, he was holding a soul requiem ceremony for a dead dog. The dog belonging to the mountain folk was said to be a hound that had accompanied him for more than ten years. Many mountain people or pathfinders believed that the old man from the Nukat tribe was a respectable Soul Soother. After his dance, any soul can rest in peace.

To his surprise, they were right.

Because when Tang Qi's gaze was focused on the old Nukat, especially when he was dancing, a familiar interface formed at a slow speed.

[Extraordinary creature: Soul Soother.]

[Status: Normal.]

[Information Fragment one: A soul soother from the Nukat tribe, his requiem dance can make some weak souls rest in peace, but it's ineffective to powerful souls such as resentful spirits and evil spirits.]

[Information Fragment two: Except for the dance of requiem, the old man does not possess other mysterious powers, an adult can easily kill him.]

"An extraordinary!"

A hint of excitement flashed across his eyes.

Strictly speaking, the old man who was dancing in front of him was the first extraordinary person that he met, the kind who was alive.

Old Morgan was in a soul state, and now he had replaced him as the demon of adjudication and is suffering constantly. As for the visage canine, dugong sea monster, scavenger nightingales, slave painters, double-knife men...those were not humans at all.

And this old man was obviously human.

If possible, he would really like to have a talk with him.

But the old man seemed to be busy with his business. Various mountain people came with the ashes of their own pets, partners, and even loved ones. In order for the old man to dance the dance of requiem, he had no time to pay attention to Tang Qi, who didn't need the soul dance at all.

Therefore, he could only give up.

Tang Qi didn't take it to heart. From the information transmitted by the special ability, the so-called soul soother had the same function as a priest. Unless promoted to the professional level, his combat power was almost equal to none.

After staring at the spot for a moment, he left in silence and strolled away.

Because of the first discovery, Tang Qi was looking forward to seeing other people of the mysterious side.

Unfortunately, he was destined to be disappointed.

During nearly an hour's stroll, Tang Qi saw fortune-tellers before their crystal balls, magicians who played with strange tricks, or monster shows that came out from the circus to solicit guests. They were all very weird, but there was no trace of the supernatural.

He walked back to check the progress of the collection of the secret potion materials, and the divine grace gold coins that would slip out like a stream of water. Soon, the bag that was enough to supply an ordinary family in Moses City for ten years would be exhausted. Tang Qi intended to return with satisfaction.

It was at this time that Tang Qi found another special place.

It was a medium-sized tent. In a very inconspicuous corner of the gathering, there were two sturdy men guarding the tent, and the people entered the tent, whether it was a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes or an ill-dressed geek, they all had a mysterious look on their faces.

This scene immediately aroused Tang Qi's interest. When he walked over, the two "guards" just looked at him but did not prevent him from entering. Tang Qi noticed a trace of ridicule in the eyes of the two as if expecting something to happen.

Once Tang Qi stepped into the tent and looked at the layout and "goods" inside, he immediately understood what the two men were expecting. They were expecting Tang Qi to be frightened away and flee.

In the tent, a small exhibition was being held.

The goods displayed, without exception, were all related to serial killers. If you were an ordinary high school student, you'd be scared to death, because the owner of this tent was very "considerate" to put out the traces and deeds of the serial killers, the crime scene photos, as well as the crime tools, and even some corpse fragments.

In front of him, there were a variety of sights. With the background of the dim light, people with little courage would've had their scalps tingle and hair stand on end.

Especially at the table at the entrance, there was a small special event. All kinds of items were placed for Dennis Reid, one of the most infamous serial killers in the history of the Condor Federation. In the center of the stage was his personal resume, the number of victims, and various newspaper clippings.

As for the goods, it was in a black briefcase, which contained all kinds of Killing tools, such as pistols, ropes, handcuffs, daggers... In addition, there were several yellowed letters. Which were introduced as provocative letters written by Reid himself to the police station.

Their selling price was also beyond Tang Qi's expectations, each of which was priced in divine grace gold coins.

"It's so expensive, it seems to be very popular."

Tang Qi glanced at those horrific photos silently, except for a trace of disgust, he didn't feel much. Serial killers were monster-like terrible existences for ordinary people but obviously couldn't impress extraordinary people like Tang Qi.

It should be noted that the dugong sea monster from before could also be classified as a serial killer. Compared with these perverted humans, it's a real abnormal monster. Not to mention the disgusting scene of the corpse devouring Nightingale, and the evil spirit of blood flowers blowing up a human.

The atmosphere created deliberately in the tent was presumably to cater to the "geeks" who were fascinated with dark themes. Some people seemed very ordinary, but there were dark corners hidden in their hearts, such as these people in the tent.

From middle-aged men with well-dressed clothes to housewives and young girls, they could be seen everywhere in the city.

But now, all of them gathered here and looked at these items related to the serial killers with excitement.

Some rich people would also choose to buy.

The most popular were undoubtedly the items that the serial killer had in their possession, such as clothes, a pair of glasses, or teeth.

After glancing around, he curled his lips and was about to leave.

The moment he turned around, he seemed to have seen something with the corner of his eyes, and a dim light flashed.

"Hm?"

All of a sudden, Tang Qi came to a halt.

Translated by: James1kd2

Edited by: UnderTheMoon