Chapter 192 The Monster in the First Dead Dungeon
The wizard family lived in seclusion. After getting off the plane, they trudged through the wilderness like surviving for an entire afternoon before they found the meeting place. On the way, they met more than 10 players who were also attending the conference.
The attendant in black robes stood under the big banyan tree and walked towards them quickly: "Dear guests, please follow me. There is still two kilometers of mountain road, which is difficult to walk. I will lead the way for you."
"No car?" Gao Mengtang asked without hope.
The black-robed player shook his head regretfully. The mountains here are too steep to drive.
All right. Gao Mengtang took a deep breath and decided to continue his trek with him.
"The Blind Pavilion is exhausted and needs to rest." Wei Wei suddenly said, "Let's rest here for a while. After you send them off, come pick us up."
Eh? Blind? Physically exhausted? Gao Mengtang felt that he could still hold on.
Soon, he realized that Wei Wei had his own plan.
"I'm tired." Gao Mengtang sat down under the big banyan tree, "I want to rest."
The man in black robe had no choice but to take the others and leave first. When their backs disappeared at the top of the mountain, Gao Mengtang got up and asked, "What happened?"
Wei Wei ran to the other side, took out a bunch of potions, sprinkled them under a hundred-meter-tall redwood tree, then took out skill scrolls, ink and other props and began to draw a magic circle.
"I left a teleportation array at the Moon Banner base camp, and I need to draw one here as well," Wei Wei said, "If something unexpected happens, we can run here and be teleported to the Moon Banner immediately."
Among the Moon Banners, only Gao Mengtang received the invitation letter, so he could only bring three people. Gao Mengtang chose Wei Wei, Bai Jie and Tu Cheng. Once a conflict occurred, all the wizards whose families had received invitation letters would come out in full force, and they would not be at an advantage.
Tu Cheng gave a thumbs up: "You are so thoughtful."
After drawing the magic circle, Wei Wei sprinkled more than 20 bottles of concealment potions, and the group returned to the banyan tree. After the black-robed players came back, they took them to Shortien Manor.
A dark blue old house was surrounded by mist and haze. Gao Mengtang was surprised that the building had not become a historical attraction or a haunted house, and it did not need renovation.
"We are here." The black robe wizard took out five skill scrolls, "VIPs can freely choose whether to use the scroll."
The name of the scroll is [Misplaced Player]
Skill scroll description: This doesn’t seem to be the Black Tower’s playground. Did you remember it wrong?
: After using this scroll, the player will gain the abilities of the Black Tower instance outside of the Black Tower instance, which lasts for 15 days. It cannot be released early.
: Good news, in the surface world, your spirit value decreases very slowly. Bad news, but your physical strength and magic power are consumed very quickly and cannot be automatically restored.
Leaving the dungeon, the player's strength will be weakened by about 70%. Gao Mengtang didn't want to use it because after he became [000 Blind], he became blind.
"How many people use the scroll?" Bai Jie asked.
The black-robed man replied politely, "So far, all players have used the scroll."
Classic theater effect, one person in the audience stood up, and the others had to stand up as well in order to see more clearly. They didn't use scrolls, and with 30% of their strength, they couldn't compete with the others.
"I don't need it, you guys can use it." Gao Mengtang said. The meeting lasted for 12 days. Summoning the Hundred-Eyed Wizard would continue to consume mana. After using the scroll, the mana consumption speed increased and could not be automatically restored. He could not hold on for that long.
Moreover, the consumption of white bars is slowed down here, so Gao Mengtang’s greatest advantage cannot be brought into play. It would be better to exchange it for a clear vision.
Wei Wei, Bai Jie, Tu Cheng and Luca tore up the skill scrolls together and followed the man in black robe into the manor.
It was already past nine o'clock in the evening and the meeting would start the next morning, so they went back to their room to take a nap and got up at around seven o'clock the next day to attend the meeting.
The title of the first report is "The Development History of Ancient God Religion and New Interpretation of Its Doctrines"
Gao Mengtang took a notebook in a serious manner, intending to absorb some ancient knowledge. As soon as the reporter started talking, Gao Mengtang was dumbfounded.
He speaks Esperanto. The PPT is also Esperanto.
That made sense, since most of the attendees were wizards, and Esperanto was their mother tongue. They listened attentively, nodded frequently, and occasionally smiled knowingly. Gao Mengtang crossed out the words "important knowledge points" and began to sketch.
In the entire conference hall, there were very few people who could not understand Esperanto.
Two hours after the report, Gao Mengtang fell into a sound sleep.
Wei Wei nudged him with his elbow to wake him up: "Mr. Blind, the reporter glared at you several times."
"I'd better go out and wake up." Gao Mengtang opened his eyes drowsily, slipped out of the venue through the side door, and took a deep breath of the air without the hypnotic spell.
The scenery here is quite good, just treat it as a trip.
There were not many servants in the house, and Gao Mengtang wandered around alone. When traveling, one must go up high to see the distant view. He found the tallest tower, climbed up the spiral staircase to the top floor, and leaned on the balcony railing to look down.
The enemies Rabbit, Hydra and Pegana were fighting in the garden.
"Gao Mengtang?" A person appeared silently behind him.
Gao Mengtang turned around and saw that he had never seen this person before, but this person was wearing a bamboo earring. He was a member of Ghost Bamboo.
They just killed the leader of the Ghost Bamboo.
Before Gao Mengtang could say anything, the moment Gao Mengtang turned his head, the man grabbed Gao Mengtang by the collar and threw him down the stairwell like a chick!
The incident happened suddenly, Gao Mengtang was unprepared, his brain went blank for a moment, he fell backwards, the murderer smiled at him sinisterly, waved goodbye: "This is what you owe our leader."
With a rustling sound, the Li Mo scroll floated out and wrapped around Gao Mengtang.
Sorry, I can't die.
But Li Mo didn't seem to react either. Gao Mengtang was still falling rapidly. He fell onto a platform. With Li Mo's cushioning, he didn't break any bones or get seriously injured, but every bone hurt.
"Damn it." Gao Mengtang muttered softly. The stairwell was dirty and dilapidated, and few people visited it. He was covered with spider webs.
Boom——
The floor beneath him collapsed and Gao Mengtang fell another five meters. Debris hit his face with a crackling sound, but was caught by Li Mo's scroll.
After a long while, Gao Mengtang got up, took out a flashlight, scanned the surrounding environment, and couldn't help feeling surprised.
By some strange coincidence, he seemed to have come to a dungeon.
The dungeon, like the manor, should be included in the category of cultural relics protection. The oil lamp holders on the wall are empty - when the dungeon was built, the lighting tools were even oil lamps. The bricks and stones underfoot will break if you step on them lightly, and the iron door is rusted and looks like it will fall down if you push it with your hand.
Gao Mengtang held a flashlight and walked deeper into the dungeon. The cells were empty and no monsters could be locked up here.
Walking along the corridor to the end of the dungeon, Gao Mengtang could vaguely hear heavy breathing, as if someone was sleeping there. Gao Mengtang mustered up his courage and used a flashlight to illuminate the location where the breathing sound came from.
It was a newly built cell, with shiny iron bars and no dust. It took no more than two months to build.
Inside the cell, there was a pile of dark stuff that looked like a pile of bricks of various colors.
But this pile of bricks speaks.
"Heh...heh...words...Tang..."
Gao Mengtang was sure that the sound came from the bricks. He thought there was a person under the bricks and couldn't help but take a few more glances.
Suddenly, the bricks exploded with a bang, hitting the iron fence with a sharp sound. The exploded bricks gathered together again and pieced together into a human-like shape.
A square head, a huge body, clumsy limbs. It looked exactly like a pixelated person in a game. The monster stared at Gao Mengtang.
What the hell!
Gao Mengtang immediately slipped away, and the monster pounced on the railing with a strange sound like thunder: "Ho! Ho! Te Di!"
The hand stretched out from the iron bars almost grabbed the corner of Gao Mengtang's clothes. Gao Mengtang ran out of the dungeon in one breath, climbed up the stairs, and broke open a door.
The door hit the wall, and outside was a bright kitchen. Gao Mengtang and a group of black-robed servants who were preparing lunch in the kitchen looked at each other.
"Leader Yue Fan?" The attendant who was kneading the dough wiped his hands, came over to support Gao Mengtang, and poured him a glass of ice water. "How did you get out from there? That's a dungeon."
Gao Mengtang drank half a glass of water in one gulp: "I didn't go in on purpose..."
He recounted what had just happened. After the black-robed attendant listened, he bowed to him apologetically and said, "The Ghost Bamboo members hurt you, didn't they? I will report this to Chief Xiao."
"That pile of bricks in the dungeon?" Gao Mengtang was more concerned about the monster.
The servants calmed Gao Mengtang down, and two of them pulled the spider webs off his clothes and covered him with a fluffy blanket.
"Don't worry, that monster is very strange," the attendant said, "Chief Xiao is kind-hearted and can't bear to kill it..."
Xiao Tien is still a good person, Gao Mengtang thought.
The attendant "...wanted to release it."
Monster? Release it? Aren't you afraid of hurting others? Gao Mengtang no longer thinks Xiao Tien is a good person.
"But every time we let it run away, the monster came back and refused to leave the manor. Patriarch Xiao had no choice but to lock it up in the dungeon," said the servant.
Gao Mengtang: "What's the monster's name?"
Attendant: "Sick Flower Cousin."
What a strange name, Gao Mengtang thought.
As if he had guessed what Gao Mengtang was thinking, the attendant continued to explain: "The monster kept repeating the words 'flower' and 'cousin'. It seemed that he was sick because he missed flowers and his cousin. Chief Xiao called him Sick Flower Cousin."
It turns out that the strange sounds coming out of the monster's throat were the words "flower" and "cousin".
The servants also brought him a fruit plate and vegan snacks. While eating the snacks, Gao Mengtang drew the man who threw him down the stairwell. The drawing was lifelike, with every detail vivid and lifelike.
In the afternoon, the servant told Gao Mengtang apologetically: the person in the portrait was named Yan Qi, but they searched every room in the manor and found no trace of Yan Qi.
"As expected of the Xiao family, which is so well-known, and the Xiao residence with a history of 500 years!" Bai Jie mocked, "The house is too big. Finding a murderer here is such a difficult task!"
The attendant bowed and apologized: "We will continue the search tonight."
That night, Gao Mengtang didn't dare to sleep alone, so he hugged his pillow and quilt and squeezed into a bed with Wei Wei. They locked the door and windows, propped a chair against the door, and Wei Wei also wove two black clay puppets to guard the door.
Nothing unexpected happened. Gao Mengtang slept soundly and was gently woken up by Wei Wei the next day.
"Well...you go to the meeting. I don't understand anything, so I won't go." Gao Mengtang turned over.
Wei Wei: "Mr. Blind, this is not a meeting, please take a look."
The curtains in the room have excellent light-blocking properties, and at around seven o'clock in the morning, no light can get in. Wei Wei draws open the curtains, and the light illuminates the entire bedroom.
Gao Mengtang opened his eyes and all sleepiness was gone.
The room was filled with all kinds of strange objects: dried specimens, totems, stone carvings, bones, and eerie little gadgets that filled the entire room, leaving no place to stand on the floor.
"Who sent it?" Gao Mengtang asked, rubbing his eyes.
Wei Wei still had an eye patch on his head: "I don't know. I saw it when I woke up."
There were two dark circles under his eyes, and it seemed that he didn't get enough rest last night.
"What happened last night?" Gao Mengtang asked, "You don't look well."
Wei Wei lit his pipe and said with a look of dissatisfaction: "The bells were ringing all night last night, and I only slept for two hours. You slept soundly. I wanted to wake you up and go out to check the situation together, but I couldn't wake you up. You turned over and continued to sleep."
Gao Mengtang always had good sleep quality. He straightened his curly hair and said, "Is that so... Then when did these things appear?"
"I don't know," Wei Wei shook his head, "I was wearing an eye mask last night and didn't turn on the lights, so I couldn't see clearly."
They packed up and went to have breakfast. Bai Jie and Tu Cheng lived next door to Wei Wei and Gao Mengtang.
After using the [Skill Scroll·Misplaced Player], their physical strength was consumed quickly and they needed more sleep. Now they didn't sleep well, and they felt like they had lost half their lives, floating out like wandering souls, but there were no strange things like bone eyeballs in their rooms.
"I guess the Xiao residence is going to collapse," Bai Jie said angrily, "Were they doing renovations last night?"
People in other rooms also heard the strange ding-dong noises and couldn't rest well. There seemed to be a blue-gray aura of resentment floating in the corridor.
But they were wizards, and they dared not say a word to Xiao Tien, and they would greet the servants of Xiao's house with a smile, without a single complaint.
When they went down the stairs, Gao Mengtang walked in front: "The dim sum here is delicious. You must try the eggless cookies and fried tofu cakes. Although they are over-fried, they are delicious. I ate a whole plate yesterday."
Wei Wei followed behind him: "Really... this!"
The stairs under his feet suddenly collapsed! Wei Wei fell directly down!
The raised dust made it impossible to open one's eyes. Gao Mengtang grabbed the handrail of the stairs and looked down. There was a stairwell full of debris. Wei Wei was climbing up from the ruins with a resentful look on his face. He Luo was throwing bricks everywhere in anger with his ten claws.
"Come up quickly!" said Gao Mengtang.
The servants saw what was wrong and gathered around.
Wei Wei stared at his feet without saying anything for a long time, then tore up a lighting scroll.
"What's wrong?" Gao Mengtang asked.
Wei Wei squatted down and moved two bricks: "I think I found Yanqi."
Under the broken bricks and a pile of debris, Yan Qi's pale face was revealed. His eyes were wide open, his mouth was open, and the blood on his cheeks had dried. He was already dead.
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