Before the chill on his face had dissipated, Sean suddenly shuddered, and something suddenly came to his mind.

Hell! Sean muttered in a low voice, "Strictly speaking, the horses don't run very fast, but in this woods, the word "gliding" is worthy of the word "gliding".

The wind brought by the horse's hooves rolled up the remaining snow on the ground. Before the ground was covered with snowflakes, he had returned to the mansion in Oak Valley.

He sent the horse into the stable and asked two short goblins to help take care of him. He quickly judged the size of the snow.

Fortunately, the snow in front of me is not the kind of heavy goose feather snow, but it is more like the prelude to the arrival of winter. The most important thing is that there is no wind, so there is no feeling of howling north wind.

This made him feel that he was still in time.

"Take your people on Wednesday and we're going to work."

On Wednesday, several goblins were directing to split wood. The short figure of the goblins made it difficult for them to use the logging axe well. They had to cooperate with each other and could only cut those small pieces of wood.

Hearing Shawn's shout, he hurried over on Wednesday.

"Master, this is so early today?" It showed a embarrassed expression, as if to say again - it's snowing, and you still have to work?

Sean did not slut out of it, "The heavy snow will soon cover the earth, and we must try our best to rescue the bones we can dig before this."

It took several seconds to connect the words "rescue" and "bone" on Wednesday. In fact, Sean himself thought this sounded a bit funny, but he had no choice.

Once the snow is heavy and the ground is frozen hard, then don’t expect to summon lost souls this year.

He had just tasted the sweetness of absorbing the fire of memory, and it couldn't be over.

"If we are lucky and the snow is not particularly heavy, we can have another summoning ceremony tonight, but if there is no bone, everything will be gone."

On Wednesday, I could only do the work of supervising the work.

Half an hour later, Sean brought a few short goblins to the bone burial place. The snow was still falling and it had already covered the ground with a thin layer. The twilight grass was buried by snowflakes, and the white flowers and snow were blended into one and were almost invisible.

There were white flowers everywhere, but fortunately the snow had not melted yet, so the holes that should have been dug were still dug. Sean immediately ordered to start digging, and even he himself joined in.

Digging bones is not as easy as it seems. The land has been frozen very hard. Although it has not completely frozen to death, it still takes a lot of effort to press the shovel into the soil.

However, most of the bones have rotted. With a shovel, many times the broken bones are dug up, making it difficult to dig a complete one.

Not to mention, the bones dug out must be combined into a complete skeleton. This is just like collecting cards in the dough, and it requires a certain amount of luck to collect them.

Fortunately, Sean's luck was not too bad. After working hard for more than an hour, he finally dug enough bones.

"Okay, enough! Stop it." Sean said, looking at the pile of bones of various sizes piled on the canvas, many of which were still stuck to black soil. You should be able to make a pair of skeletons.

The short goblins stopped their work as if they were amnesty.

At this time, the sky had begun to darken, and the ground was covered with a chaotic pattern drawn by white snow and black soil.

When the night completely fell, the snow finally stopped. At this time, the snow had fallen half a foot thick, and the clouds had not dissipated. The hazy moonlight projected through the clouds, making the forest filled with a mysterious atmosphere.

Sean sat in front of the fire, looking at the old book in his hand, and the floor was full of mud and watermarks, but he did not let the goblins clean up, they were all exhausted.

But Sean doesn't want to sleep yet. He has the last chance to summon this year. Considering that it will snow again in the future, he is going to do it tonight.

And he had some special ideas about this summoning ceremony.

So far, summoning the lost spirits is generally safe, with no accidents at all. If it were not unexpected, this time it would probably be completed without any danger. However, no danger is not the only goal he pursues. After all, he is running into the northern valley where birds do not shit, in order to gain powerful strength.

Although he has partially achieved this goal so far, he has obtained all the skills that ordinary people can master.

If he still summoned according to the previous spell, he would have a high probability that he would summon an ordinary spirit body, and perhaps he could understand one or two skills from the fire of memory. It is likely that it is related to war. There were too many people who died in battle, and he was very sure of this.

But such gains are no longer very attractive to him now. Learning too much ordinary combat skills is actually useless. He does not have three heads and six arms, so he can only use one weapon to fight in the end.

What he really wants is supernatural powers such as magic, witchcraft, and divine power. They are magical skills that are not mastered by humans. Only by mastering such abilities can he gain the real confidence in his next adventure.

He read the mantra that summoned the lost spirit body again. The Book of Old Records recorded in detail the use of each part of the mantra and the rules for adjusting the mantra.

In theory, he can even create a spell on his own now, but he doesn't plan to take such a risk, just a slight adjustment.

[The weak existence from the spiritual world.] The introduction is not necessary to be modified. His current strength is still unavailable to deal with the existence that is too dangerous, so it is necessary to ensure that the summoning target is weak enough.

[The lonely dead, the lost soul, the remaining memories, the ghosts who have been wandering here for hundreds of years.] There is something to do with the narrative. [The lonely dead], probably to ensure that the single dead soul is summoned, [The lost soul], this sentence should be used to lock in the "lost spirit body".

[Remaining Memory] This is to further determine the target of the summoning without a complete consciousness, so as to ensure that the process of absorbing the fire of memory will not be affected too much, disturbing the mind. If it is a complete memory, it is likely to confuse the memory between the summoner and the spirit.

The last sentence [The ghosts who have been wandering here for hundreds of years] is to ensure the search range of spirits. ‘For hundreds of years’ means that there will be no summoning too ancient souls.

Well, this is something that can be done. It is precisely because it is 'hundreds of years' that only the dead in that war is summoned. What if I change it to 'hundreds of years'? Then wouldn't the search scope be much larger?

However, it is useless to just expand the search range. Instead of working hard on time, it is better to add a trait requirement to this spirit.

What you want to obtain is supernatural power, the most typical one is magic, maybe it can be changed to a "ghosts with magical skills".

However, Sean thought about it and was not very picky about what kind of supernatural power he gained.

Perhaps the scope should be expanded, such as ‘ghosts with mysterious knowledge’, so that they should have a higher chance of success.

Sean made changes and quickly wrote a new spell.

He looked carefully and found that in general, there should be no danger from which one of the previous ones, but Sean did not dare to guarantee that this was his first time changing the content of the spell, and no one knew what would happen.

But if you don’t get into the tiger’s den, how can you get a tiger’s son? If you don’t catch a cold at this small risk, how can you gain strength? This is his last chance to summon this year. Sean decided to take a risk. As long as he gains some supernatural power, he will be more careful in the future.

While it was still early, he took a nap for a while, and at 1:30 a.m., Sean was woken up on Wednesday.

He woke up almost immediately, with a faint expectation in his heart and the nervousness he was about to start the adventure.

He dressed neatly and shouted the dogs and goblins.
Chapter completed!