"Man, lamp, flame" Psychic gun, wooden handle, silver-plated body, the novice exorcist's best companion. As the name suggests, it can cause the person who holds it to perceive the ghosts and harm them."

The low voice of Hades's narration rises softly, and two rows of gold teeth gleam intoxicatingly under the oil lamp.

Lu Li is in an instant back rising cold current.

The moment I picked up the flintlock, the whole pub was filled with an obscure malevolence, and every dark corner seemed to be peered with malevolent eyes, and the empty seats were filled with figures.

The light from the oil lamp and the beam from the window dimmed at the speed visible to the naked eye and were swallowed by the darkness. The endless darkness invades --

"I wouldn't hold it all the time if I were you."

Hades' voice rang out abruptly, waking up the phantom.

The pupil of land leaves shrinks gradually, he raises MOU, silently look around a circle. The fire in the lamp was straight and steady, the light at the Windows was still dim, and the seats in the hall on the first floor were empty.

"Why not?"

Lu Li put the flintlock back on the counter, casting a shadow.

"For reasons you can already feel." Hades chuckled, with the teasing of a good show.

There was a short silence: "... What is that?"

"The truth of the world."

The pupil shrinks into a needle.

Hardes adds, taking matters into his own hands: "Or the first layer of truth."

Lu Li felt that he was approaching the original appearance of the world. He pulled up a high stool and sat on it. "Tell me more."

"Yes, as long as you only bargain once." Hades picked up his shilling and pulled up his chair, but because of his height, he could only lie down behind the counter without any momentum. "You were calm, so you should have noticed when the ghost appeared last night, and when the ghost disappeared, you couldn't find it, right? That's because the ghost doesn't exist at all! '

Lu Li looked calm and said nothing.

Hades, who tries to see the shock in his face, fails. He goes on regretfully: "Although ghosts are mostly post-mortalized, they belong to another world, and their appearance in reality is only a projection of it, which is why we cannot touch most ghosts."

"Psychic guns are the exception. The INSCRIBED INCANTATION WILL CAUSE THE BEARER TO ENTER THE WORLD OF EVIL SPIRITS, THEREBY HARMING THEIR very being -- CAN I explain this to you? I'm sorry this is the first time I'm telling you this, but nobody wants to know this before."

"More or less." Lu Li nodded slightly.

Surprisingly, at the beginning of the Industrial Revolution, space was already a concept,

This remark struck a harsh chord in Hades' ears. In his understanding, almost understanding is equivalent to almost not understanding.

He adjusted his posture irritably, wondering how to put his thoughts into words, until he saw the kerosene lamp beside him.

"I know what to say. Look at the lamp!"

Hades picked up the handle and placed the lamp between them.

"Now the world in the lampshade is equivalent to the ghost, and the fire is equivalent to the ghost." Hades adjusted the light range of the kerosene lamp, and soon the land was no longer in the light range. "Now the ghost is hidden in that world. You can't see it, and it can't see you."

As he spoke, he adjusted the light range again, returning it to its original state.

The flickering light made both men look somber as Hades continued: "Now the ghost is projecting itself into our world. We can see it, and it can see us."

With that, Hades placed his palm on the lampshade.

Dashes of light show through his fingers, and Hades's face is full of the smugness of explaining the puzzle: "But because of the barrier, we can't hurt the ghosts inside, but the ghosts can affect us, and the stronger the ghosts, the stronger their projection. You can touch the glass. It's very hot."

Lu Li did not speak, nor did he extend his hand. He frowned slightly, digesting the message of Hades's words.

"And when you pick up a psychics gun, it's like --" Hades picked up the glass, causing the flames to shimmer. He put his hand back to the lamp, inching closer. "-- the barrier between you is gone. Now, if you can hurt it, it can hurt you."

"But at the same time, they can sense you on the other side."

Hades whispered, biting the word "they."

"Ah-hoo it's hot!

Hades suddenly retracted his burned finger and jerked it.

Lu Li lowered his eyes and kept quiet.

"So being an exorcist is a dangerous business, especially if you're determined to kill a ghost." Hades put on the lampshade, moved the lamp aside, and said to himself, "It's more dangerous than going to sea. Statistically, 73 percent of exorcist deaths are related to ghosts."

"The other twenty-seven."

Oblique ground ring out an inquiry sound, Lu Li seems to have digested all the information.

"Taken by the Night's Watch." Hades shrugged.

"What is the Night's Watch?

"Hey buddy, the one-time-only bonus deal is over." Hades tapped his fingers on the table and complained about Lu Li's unruly behavior.

Lu looked away from the gun, which exuded elegance and danger. "How do I know it really works?"

"Just go back and try it. If it doesn't work and you survive." Hardes leaned forward, reached across the counter and patted Lu on the shoulder. "Welcome back, my friend."

"Where are the bullets?"

Hades had prepared himself by taking a silver-plated bullet inscribed with a spell from under the counter and standing it on the table: "Here's a free one for you, the rest. You can call me or any other exorcist."

"How much."

"Fifty shillings a head."

"It's a little expensive."

Lu Li frowned.

Three pounds of fresh brown bread cost two shillings, and a full day's toil in Belfast brought in just ten shillings a day.

"Breech-loading flintlock, no lead shot, no need to reload powder. Load it, pull the hammer, pull the trigger, and the silver-plated bullet will penetrate any person or ghost within 50 yards."

Hardes rattled off a list of figures and wasn't worried that Lu would reject the price.

"If so, it's worth it."

Lu Li nodded, from the earth he knows what faster reload means than anyone else.

"So how many bullets are you going to take?"

Talking about money, Hardus can't help but break into his trademark gold-toothed smile.

He came across more like a businessman than an exorcist.

Lu Li picked up the bullet: "If you will tell me something here, I think I would be happy to buy more bullets, and buy bullets from you for a long time."

As expected, Hardes looked interested.

"What do you want to know?"