In the messy bluestone room, Shao Zifeng was sitting on the ground leaning against the wall, rubbing the Tibetan Blade scabbard in his hand with a thoughtful expression.
The Moon Dog sat beside him, wagging its tail slightly, and tilted its head to look at the temporary owner.
The terrifying injury on its body has recovered, but the hair has not grown, and it looks a bit alopecia areata.
As for Shao Zifeng, he didn't suffer any injuries. The back of his hand that was scratched on the rooftop was healed, but his clothes were stained with a lot of mud and blood, which made him look a little embarrassed.
Reaching out and rubbing the big furry head of the Moon Dog, Shao Zifeng stood up with the Tibetan Blade scabbard and looked at the messy room.
His memory stopped until he came out of the illusion. As for what happened later, he had no impression at all, but when he woke up and saw Zang Feng beside him, he could probably guess what happened after he fell into a coma.
I took out my phone from my pocket, only to find that the screen of the phone was broken, but it was barely usable.
"Xiaofeng, I've been too busy recently. I'll try to get to Longcheng County as early as possible, no later than noon, to meet and chat."
Shao Zifeng looked at the text message and pouted, but luckily it was solved by Qiuqiu, otherwise, if he waited until noon, he would be cold.
The text message was sent by Chen Zhenglong in the middle of the night. I thought he didn't have a good rest these days, so he came here after he was busy with the things in Sucheng.
Shao Zifeng pointed his finger at the reply box, hesitated for a moment, and finally decided not to tell him that the matter had been resolved. After all, he had killed several people from the underground forces in the past two days, and he needed to deal with the follow-up. It's embarrassing when things don't work out.
The air in the room was relatively turbid, especially after the cold air was gone, the smell became more and more pungent. Shao Zifeng looked at the storage room exposed behind the collapsed bookshelf, hesitated for a moment, turned on the flashlight on his mobile phone, and took the moonlight with him. The dog went inside.
The entrance to the storage room is not large, and after entering, there is a corridor that slopes down, barely allowing adult men to pass through.
Shao Zifeng's first reaction when he entered the corridor was the stench, the stench of hot eyes. It was okay for him to cover his nose with his sleeves, but the Yueyue Dog was almost rolled his eyes because of the stench.
In desperation, Shao Zifeng had to let it guard outside, and Shao Zifeng went in with his mobile phone.
The ground sloping down the corridor is uneven, the walls on both sides are covered with moss, and walking on it has a feeling of slippery and sticky feet.
Shao Zifeng originally thought it was blood, but when he illuminated it with the light, he found that it was just a stone coat that was wet and long.
The corridor is not very long, but walking inside obviously has a sense of time, which is incompatible with the outside, just like entering the tomb of an ancient tomb, plus the pungent smell and the touch on the feet, there is a feeling of depression in general. .
At the end of the corridor is a rotten wooden door. Shao Zifeng gently pushed it with the hidden blade scabbard, and the wooden door opened with a sound.
I saw a pale and familiar face facing the wooden door, wearing a large black robe, sitting on a chair in the center of the storage room.
Shao Zifeng shook his hand, and quickly put the scabbard across his chest, looking at the old man vigilantly, thinking that it was the illusion of the Nightmare Servant again. .
After a while, Shao Zifeng slowly put down the scabbard. There was no energy feedback from the light spot in his peripheral vision. If he guessed correctly, this should be the master of the Nightmare Servant.
After calming down, Shao Zifeng covered his nose and entered the storage room. He first used the fire element to light the wall lamp in the storage room, and then walked slowly to the old man's side.
As soon as I approached, I felt that the body temperature around the corpse was much lower than that of other places in the storage room. The old man did not know how long he had died, but the overall preservation of the corpse was still intact, and there was no odor.
If you guessed correctly, there should be no corruption under the protection of low temperature, but with the departure of the Nightmare Shadow attendant, the temperature in the storage room gradually increased, and many crystal water droplets condensed on the pale and slack skin of the old man, and the blue under the chair. The slate also condensed a puddle.
What made him wonder was that since the old man was not the source of the stench, where did the strong rancid smell come from, just as Shao Zifeng was about to find the source of the stench, a piece of paper on the ground caught his attention.
Bend over to pick up the damp-soaked letter paper. Compared with what I saw in the fantasy world, the handwriting on it is scribbled and the pen power is vain. It should have been written by the old man when he was dying.
"Respected superiors: I've been dreaming a lot lately and my spirits are sluggish. I'm afraid I'm going to send someone to take over as soon as possible. My pet beast Nightmare Shadow attendant is not bad, but Because of my reasons, I have been acting strangely recently, if possible, please treat me with kindness."
There are many alterations in the letter. If you guessed correctly, this should be a draft. The real letter may be Luo Feng's source of intelligence.
Alas, really, as long as this old comrade can play with a mobile phone, it won't cause such a mess.
After reading the letter, Shao Zifeng tried to find the source of the stench again, but during the search, no matter which direction he looked in, as long as he touched the storage rack, the blue light spot in his eyes would swirl wildly, making his heart pound. Itchy, and finally gave up searching.
By the oil lamp on the wall of the storage room, you can see that there are four storage racks in the storage room, and each rack has a number and item name, all of which are handwritten by the old man.
Going to the storage rack number 1, all the energy potions and wound medicines in the silver box are discharged. From the information obtained, the highest grade here is only three.
Well, myself...
wrong!
It is so hard for the monthly dog, and it should be no problem to take 100 million points as a reward.
Shao Zifeng looked around with a guilty conscience, always feeling that the black-robed old man was watching him from behind.
In fact, he is not so concerned about other attributes. Qiuqiu and Qiuqiu are all bought in their own bags, but it is only this dark attribute. After he leaves, Shao's mother will definitely be reluctant.
So he didn't take care of other medicines. He put more than ten second- and third-level dark attributes into a box, put some wound medicines in it, and put them aside, ready to take them away together when they went out.
After reading the No. 1 locker, Shao Zifeng came to the No. 2 locker, where the eggs of some oviparous pets were placed. It's a pity that nearly half of them are dead eggs, and the type of egg written on the label does not match.
For example, the 1-star quality domestic duck egg in front of me has a swan egg written on the label, and also wrote the evolutionary path of the swan, which celebrities have it, and so on.
Ignoring the duck eggs, Shao Zifeng looked at them one by one, except for the dead eggs that had no energy fluctuations.
After all, it's just a small place. Most of the eggs here are common, and the quality is not very high. After reading all of them, the highest one is only a 2-star tit egg.
(End of this chapter)