As soon as Fan Luming uttered her question, everyone's attention was focused on her.
"Jile, why didn't I think of that!"
Mo Tiangen slapped his forehead, quickly pulled out the wooden sign from his arms, and then spread his hands towards the crane-shaped candlestick. His palms were hanging in the air, as if he was touching a person that no one else could see.
"That young master of yours, the voice of speaking..."
He thought for a while and described:
"Is it soft, with a nasal sound, and a little procrastination at the end of the sentence?"
Seeing Mo Tiangen like this, Ji Thrush couldn't help being curious, and took down his wooden sign.
So he also saw Zhao's appearance.
It was indeed a beautiful woman with a beautiful face and a dignified manner, but her figure was illusory, through her body, she could vaguely see the wall behind her, and when she looked carefully, her body was floating in mid-air, with sharp edges The feet are still half a knuckle away from the ground.
At this time, the woman in white stretched out her hand, and placed her translucent fingertips in Teacher Dagen's palm. Her lips were slightly opened and closed, as if she was talking, but Ji Thrush couldn't hear her voice.
"it is as expected!"
Mo Tiangen nodded again and again, then he thought for a while and asked again:
"Then... the game of hide and seek, what do you know?"
The Fan family siblings immediately pricked up their ears, and even Ren Jianmo's expression softened, and he cast his eyes on the woman in white who couldn't be seen in the void.
Ji Thrush saw that Zhao's eyes widened slightly after hearing Mo Tiangen's question, as if quite surprised, and then his lips moved silently.
"Okay, now it's all clear!"
After "listening" to Zhao's narration, Mo Tiangen withdrew his outstretched hand, looked around him, and immediately repeated the answer he had just heard:
"Ms. Zhao said that the young master of the villa really has a soft voice, and he likes to draw a long sound at the end of the sentence."
The Fan family siblings clenched their fists together very tacitly:
"That's right, the voice we've been hearing must belong to that young master!"
"Also, she also said that the young master used to play hide-and-seek with his servants and guards in the courtyard, and tied a red cloth scarf to one of them as a 'ghost', and let him find other people, and then passed the cloth scarf to the bereaved. The people he caught—sounds like, exactly what we're doing right now?"
"Ah! Tell me, is there something wrong with that young master!"
Fan Hemian stomped her feet angrily after hearing this:
"Obviously it was the group of monsters outside who killed his family, so it's fine if he doesn't take revenge, but he wants to torture us innocent passers-by, A, B, C, D, what is he trying to do!?"
Ji Thrush: "..."
He also had the same question.
From Ji Xiaoniao's point of view, even though this young master really has the ability to reproduce the entire mansion he lived in on a piece of painted wall, after he was ruined by monsters, he didn't take revenge on that person. It's very strange and unreasonable for a group of spirits to torment human participants like them instead.
With the lessons learned from the previous "world", Lin Le was tricked by the "Wang" who was possessed by the little boy Su Lin, Ji Thrush has learned to sum up his experience.
People living in every "world" are not just NPCs in video games. In their own dimension, they all have independent thinking, and what they do is logical.
So if a certain "indigenous" did something he found incomprehensible, it probably meant that there were some reasons behind it that he hadn't found out yet.
However, what is certain is that, judging from the information currently available, the succession and transformation of the matter are already very clear.
The little boy got a set of brushes, ink, paper and inkstone from his stepmother, and then painted a mural on the wall. A group of monsters came upon hearing the news, and killed all the living people in the whole mansion in search of treasure. As a result, the house and the monsters inside were destroyed. All were trapped to death in the painted wall.
That being the case, the crux of the matter lies in the set of Four Treasures of the Study that the young master got.
After all, no matter how talented and gifted the young master is, he is just an ordinary mortal of thirteen or fourteen years old, and he certainly will not have the fairy realm where painting a mural can communicate with heaven and earth, and create yin and yang.
Even the magic brush Ma Liang had to rely on the fairy to give him the magic brush, so that he could make his wishes come true!
Obviously, not only Ji Thrush, but also several other people think so.
At this time, Fan Hemian had already stood up, rushed to the wall with a stride, picked up the black dog that was tied up into a rice dumpling, and without a word, it was violently swayed by the wind and rain, shaking Director Yan so loudly that he couldn't even speak. I forgot how to say it.
"Quickly tell me, where is that set of pen, ink, paper and inkstone!?"
The elder sister of the Fan family threatened fiercely:
"Otherwise I'll take off your skin and use it as a mat!"
Director Yan was held upside down by the girl in her hand, and the whole dog was dizzy, feeling that everything in front of him was spinning continuously.
"What, what... Aww, what kind of pen, pen and ink, paper and inkstone?"
He was about to cry, "I, I really, don't know..."
"yes?"
Fan Hemian pulled out the dagger from his belt, made two gestures with the blade, and said with a smirk, "Since you can't remember now, I'll chop off your tail first, so you can think about it carefully!"
As he spoke, he raised his dagger and greeted the black dog's tail protruding from its buttocks.
"Don't, don't, don't!! The heroine, stop!!"
Manager Yan screamed hysterically.
Just kidding, you know, these elves are different from humans, their tails are more expensive than their hands and feet.
Just now that curly-haired boy nailed his tail with an arrow, which is equivalent to damaging his cultivation base of a hundred years. If his tail is chopped off by this vicious woman again, his path of cultivation will be completely cut off!
"Listen to me! Listen to me!"
He cried and shouted: "I know! I know where what you are looking for!!"
"Ah."
Fan Hemian dropped the frightened black dog, and ordered in a cold voice:
"Say it!"
"I, I really, really don't remember any pen, ink, paper and inkstone..."
While talking, Manager Yan tremblingly looked at the gleaming sharp knife in the girl's hand, for fear that she would chop off his own tail again.
On this point, he didn't lie.
The house is full of mountain spirits and wild monsters, and more than 90% of them don’t know a single character. Besides, the monsters who are a bit skilled basically know some small spells of sending messages and sounds, and they usually don’t need to write letters, and no one likes them. Reading and painting.
"No, but when we searched for the treasure, we almost turned the whole mansion upside down, and then—"
Fan Hemian stretched out his feet and stomped on the black dog's tail, "Then what?"
Director Yan quickly said:
"Then, we collected all the things that seemed to be worth some money and handed them over to King Wutong!"
He clamped his ass, trying to draw his tail in as much as possible.
"The king didn't find the treasure he wanted in it, so he locked all those things in the warehouse!"
—Okay, if you compare it to the task chain of an RPG game, the "current task" becomes to find the warehouse full of valuable things.
Ji Thrush thought so.
Sure enough, before Fan Hemian could open his mouth, the black dog who had been worried about his tail had already confessed with howls.
"The warehouse is just behind the main hall! Just behind the main hall! There are two Pixiu squatting at the door, it's easy to find!"
As Director Yan spoke, he carefully looked at several ferocious humans, and tremblingly completed the second half of the sentence:
"No, but, the warehouse is guarded by the nine-hole Linglong lock laid by the king. Yes, it is a powerful magic weapon... If there is no key, it is light and easy to break the restriction... And, if the restriction of the Linglong lock is touched, It will also alarm the king..."
Fan Hemian raised her brows, and as soon as her red lips parted, before she had time to make a sound, Manager Yan responded very cleverly and directly:
"The King of Keys always carries it with him, and it's just, it's embedded in, on his crown!"
Hearing Manager Yan's answer, everyone was silent for a while.
Obviously, if you want to find the set of the Four Treasures of the Study, which is probably the beginning of everything, you must enter the warehouse.
There are two ways to enter the warehouse.
The first method is to forcefully break in, and then alarm Wutongshen and a large group of monsters in the house, which is basically equivalent to collective suicide.
The second method is to find a way to get the key from Wutongshen... This is so difficult!
For almost a full minute, no one spoke, even the black dog held its breath nervously, not daring to take a breath.
"cough."
At this time, a hoarse cough broke the silence.
Ji Xuan and the others followed the prestige and found that Zhao Zhui had woken up, and was sitting up with difficulty from the ground with his hands and feet behind his back.
"I know... hiss!"
This movement of his immediately involved the arrow wound on his calf. He couldn't help but gasp, but he finished his words firmly:
"... I know a weakness of Wutongshen."
Seeing his painful expression, Fan Luming got up and walked to his side, spread his hands to cover his wound, and activated his healing ability to heal him, while the others stared at Zhao Zhui with burning eyes, waiting for him finish talking.
In fact, Zhao Zhui woke up when his hands and feet were tied up.
But he knew that struggling was useless, so he simply faced the wall, closed his eyes and pretended to be dizzy, and listened silently to the others.
So of course Zhao Zhui heard all the information about the mansion, and also learned about the conversation between Ji Thrush and Ren Jianmo about not wanting their lives and planning to cooperate with them.
When Zhao Zhui realized that he still had a glimmer of life, Zhao Zhui was overwhelmed with surprise, and decided to show the greatest sincerity and tell everything he knew:
"I heard a few monsters chatting earlier and mentioned that there is a kind of wine brewed by macaques hidden in the wine cellar, called 'Thousand Days Drunk'. It has a strong aftertaste. Just a drink will make even the Wutong God drunk."
Everyone turned their heads in unison, looked at Director Yan, and asked in unison:
"Really?"
"Yes, there is such a kind of wine, and it is indeed strong..."
Manager Yan paused, then added in panic:
"But this wine...can smell the strong passion fruit fragrance. Since the king was drunk once, he never wants to touch it again..."
The implication is that it is absolutely impossible for you to trick him into drinking Thousand Days Drunk, Ma Liuer should give up his heart!
Ji Thrush: "..."
To be honest, he did feel frustrated.
I thought I had finally found a shortcut after going around and going around, but it turned out that this method didn't work at all.
What's more terrible is that their time is running out, and if they don't finalize a feasible plan, they may really be wiped out here.
At this time, Ren Jianmo suddenly spoke.
"The thousand day drunk," he asked the black dog:
"Are you sure Wutongshen will get drunk if you drink just one cup?"
"Yes Yes!"
Manager Yan hurriedly closed his head like pounding garlic:
"At the beginning when the macaque offered this wine, the king drank a cup and became drunk for a whole day and night. I was the one who waited on him!"
"it is good."
Ren Jianmo nodded in satisfaction.
"If it's just a glass, I should have a way to make him drink it."
The author has something to say:
The setting that a goblin cannot continue to practice if her tail is broken is indeed mentioned in many ghost novels!