The townsmen carried Andrew, but instead of going to the hospital, they ran towards the edge of the town.

No one noticed that just above their heads, a bird was hovering constantly...

The town was not very big, so soon Andrew was carried to a... uh... church.

And the bird naturally flew in through a window and saw everything that followed.

The priests and nuns in the church saw Andrew being carried in. They were not very panicked, but went up to meet him as if they were prepared... Everyone put Andrew on a table in a row.

At this time, Andrew's whole body began to convulse and whistle and bursts of whistle and blowing sounds like a fan in his throat. It was the sound of screaming with force after the vocal cords were damaged. In short, he was undoubtedly experiencing unimaginable pain at this moment, and his skin had begun to gradually twist and ulcerate, as if it was being burned by a fire, but... the flames were not seen.

From the perspective of the bird, the nuns quickly brought a few buckets of water and poured it on Andrew. The water was like pouring on a red iron plate, making a "sniff" sound, followed by a stream of blue smoke, and the priest stood above Andrew's head, constantly muttering something, and as for the masses, they began to pray together. In this way, people repeatedly watered and said something, making everything in the church look like a farce.

And after a while... Andrew stopped moving.

Of course, he stopped moving not because the treatment methods of these townsmen took effect, but... Andrew was dead.

Well, in fact, the bird (that is, Hannibal) was a little surprised, because according to his previous judgment, the guy in Andrew's dream should not have the ability to burn a person alive... Even if he had it, then these people should use some strange methods to bring Andrew out of the dream.

But unexpectedly, the final result was indeed that these people really watched Andrew die.

This is a damn feeling, it is like a patient with epilepsy being pushed to the emergency room. A doctor confidently gave the person an injection, and then the patient was no longer epilepsy... but died directly.

This is a bit too unexpected.

However, something even more unexpected was still behind. Everyone seemed to be prepared for Andrew's death. Hannibal even felt that these people were waiting for him to die. The priest put his fingers near Andrew's nose, tried his breath, and after confirming that the young man died, he winked at the people around him.

Then, the big guy wrapped Andrew's body in a piece of white cloth again, and sent it into a small door beside him.

Because the small door was too small, Hannibal did not follow him. After all, if you let a bird follow such a group of people into the door, it would be a bit inconsistent no matter how you look at it... Oh, in fact, Hannibal has the ability to follow these people in. He just wanted to control someone, but Andrew was dead, so he didn't think much about it, and immediately pulled his consciousness away and returned to his own body.

"How is it? How did those people deal with that young man?" Ziliang asked curiously when he saw Hannibal coming back.

Hannibal hesitated for a while and looked at Ziliang with a look of "You may not believe it" in saying it.

"Uh... After the group of people left here, they took the child directly to a church next to the town.

Ziliang nodded: "Well... I think about it almost the same as I think. The townspeople here must have a good understanding of this method of 'dream reflecting reality'. In their opinion, this is similar to a curse, and the people here probably have mastered the method of dispelling this curse, otherwise they would not have taken Andrew away so urgently." After all, it was an old fried dough stick running around in various planes. Ziliang quickly gave a very reliable analysis.

However......

"Uh... although I don't want to interrupt you, it's not what you think." Hannibal interrupted Ziliang and said, "Those people didn't save the child, they just watched the child burn to death..."

"Ah?" Ziliang was shocked: "Is Andrew dead?"

Hannibal nodded: "Yes, I'm dead, and I died after being smoked for more than half an hour on the fire. Judging from the fleshy color, it should be 8 years old. I guess the area where there is less fat in the limbs is a little burnt..."

"I believe you, I believe you." Ziliang quickly waved his hand and asked Hannibal to stop. He said nonsense. Hannibal said that if he was burned to death by himself, he would definitely die. Hannibal had a special say in this regard.

But...why is this? These people hurriedly took Andrew away just to make him die?

Ziliang pinched his chin and thought for a while, but he couldn't figure it out.

"No matter what, Andrew's death must have something to do with the guy named [Fred], and the first task given by the compass is to help Freddy return. Although I don't know what the word [Return] means now, it's always right to seize this clue." Ziliang said.

"Then...what should we do now? Rush to the church, snatch Andrew's body, break his head apart, and see if there is Freddy in his mind?" Quinn asked.

"The idea is good, but we have a better way... I think Andrew is certainly a problem, but what is more worth observing now are the townspeople, his friends, relatives, etc. We will definitely find more clues when we go through now."

Hannibal and Quinn were not stupid either, and immediately understood what Ziliang meant.

As the saying goes, horses leave pictures, geese leave sounds. Such a living person dies in a flash, and it is impossible to be silent. The townspeople always give Andrew's parents and family an explanation, and his death will always have some joint reactions in his social circle.

So, with a little inquiry, you will always find some useful clues...

"Okay, call Shirley quickly and let's go out to dig and see what secrets are hidden in this town." Ziliang said, and then he was excited to set off...

However... what he unexpectedly did not expect was...

Andrew, this child who grew up in the town, died without warning after 18 years of life.

In the town, there was not even a ripple...
Chapter completed!