In fact, on the six maps that Jenkins just changed, there was no news about the key and the location of the bungalow at all, but there was guidance from the [unknown way forward], so it didn't really matter whether he changed it or not. The waste of three Seeds of Blasphemy just now was just to find a good excuse for himself to be able to find the location of the door.
Even though this way of making excuses is extremely wasteful, [unknown way forward] is his deepest secret, the ability closely related to his coming to this world, and he will never allow anyone to have doubts about it.
The companions were a little puzzled and dissatisfied with Jenkins' practice of burning the map after reading it, but after all, he paid a price for it. As long as he can really find the final exit, he will burn it if he burns it.
Similarly, since Mr. Candle cost the price, they also offered to make up for it. But now no one has the equivalent of expensive items or cash, so everyone emptied their pockets and stuffed Jenkins with a bunch of messy things, promising to find them after escaping from the strange situation, and they would give another compensation.
Jenkins accepted the clutter, but had no intention of meeting these people in the real world.
Before setting off, he also mentioned that on the map he bought, there is a treasure at your fingertips on a fork off the main road. Because the distance was very close, he decided to take a look first. Others discussed it and thought that they could go and have a look. As long as there is a map, this is not a waste of time.
Soon the group left the sacrificial place, only the old demon was still standing in the dark sacrificial place, and the pots of flames lit beside the sacrificial place made its shadow appear strange shapes on the ground.
"He even deceived his own people. He deserves to be the one who killed those three brothers and sisters."
It admired, and then, with a chilling laugh, it turned into a ball of black fire and disappeared.
On the other side, Jenkins has led a group of people on the trail among the weeds again. Compared with the previous cycle, the scenery of this journey has not changed much, but the path has completely changed. When he encountered a fork in the road, he chose one of them without hesitation. This situation also indirectly showed that he really knew the way, so the doubts of his companions because of his practice of burning the map were slightly relieved.
Originally, the guidance of fate pointed to the right, but Jenkins chose the left path. According to the sign on the map, the path on the left leads to the cemetery in the countryside, and the path passes through the sloping tombstones. Jenkins finally led the crowd to stop at the end of the road. There is even deeper darkness in the distance, without even light, and the road only extends here. In other words, this is a dead end road.
At the end of the road was an excavated cemetery, with heavily weathered stone tombstones lying beside it, and a few heavily rusted shovels lay in disorder along with three deformed bones. There is no coffin in the shallow tomb, only a small box. The box was made of wood, and although it wasn't as badly decayed as the tombstone and the bones, it could barely be seen that the workmanship was excellent, but it was now covered by a layer of disgusting moss.
"That's it. Among the six maps I bought, this treasure spot should be the most valuable one."
Jenkins said the truth again, and then called Mr. White Cat to lift the box up together. But just as the two jumped into the not-so-deep pit, two pairs of bone claws stretched out from the soft black soil and grabbed their ankles respectively.
This situation was also expected. Mr. White Cat used some kind of ability to make the white bones recede automatically when he broke free lightly. Jenkins directly called the huge life spirit in his body to wash his ankles. The two bone claws resembled Like a snowman exposed to fire, he returned to the soil in panic.
"May the ashes return to the ashes, don't stay where you should go, and the journey of the end will be opened for you."
The gravekeeper said loudly at the edge of the tomb, and the bone claw, which was eager to launch a second attack, immediately stopped making any movement.
Jenkins looked up and nodded to the gravekeeper, and then he and Mr. White Cat lifted the wooden box to the ground. Because it was too heavy, Jenkins, who was passively blessed with the power of a titan, was okay. Mr. White Cat almost couldn't hold on, so after confirming that it had been lifted up, he said hello to Jenkins and let go.
A corner of the wooden box fell heavily on the ground, and the box was broken, and many gold ornaments, jewelry, and gold coins inside slipped out of the gap.
"Hahaha, human beings are always so greedy..."
The Old Demon's voice came from all directions, but not even Jenkins' eyes could see where it was.
"Even in this case, don't forget to look for treasure. Human beings are so strange. Each of you can take an item from the box as a reward for traveling so far to come here."
The voice faded away a little bit, full of sarcasm and sarcasm. Knowing that time was running out, the others took something from the box with their intuition, and Jenkins took one of the two gifts in the box with his eyes.
These two gifts are in the shape of a platinum coin and a white orb. The coin is larger than the crime coin, but smaller than the 1 gold pound alloy coin circulating in the market. The front and back are respectively a balance and a dagger; The mist makes the pure white beads look like large pearls. Jenkins ended up choosing the orb because it was a similar size to his previous Life Orb and he thought his cat would love it.
"I also know the location of other treasures, but for safety, let's leave now, there is no need to delay time because of greed."
When Jenkins set off again, he said to his companions that the others certainly agreed with this point of view, so he walked all the way under the leadership of Jenkins, and came to the front of the manor five minutes later.
Five people came here this time, so there were more ways to deal with the ghosts who attacked like flies. The five people stuck together and took turns to use their abilities to prop up the barrier. After entering the manor safely, under the leadership of Jenkins, they saw the inverted pentagram and candles, as well as the door that didn't have a keyhole but needed a key.
"So where's the key?"
Mr. White Cat asked nervously. He had been looking at his pocket watch and knew that there was not much time left.
"Here's the key. It's a simple puzzle."
Jenkins saw the purple lines pointing directly at the inverted pentagram in front of him, so he thought about squatting down and blowing out the five candles.
The light in the narrow corridor immediately weakened, but the frightening red light was still so conspicuous. This kind of red light is like the natural light of this world, and it can't find its source everywhere.