After Chu Yuan came out of the office of the flames, he walked directly to his dormitory area, the base of the dragon soul ability group is a space deep underground, there is no day and night here, but the lights of the base are always on, and the entire base is as light as day twenty-four hours a day.

As soon as he got down the stairs, Chu Yuan suddenly stopped and stood at the top of the stairs without moving.

It didn't take long for the drunkard to come down the stairs with a sway, and the magnitude of the swaying really made people wonder if he would accidentally fall down the stairs.

Chu Yuan was still standing at the bottom of the stairs, with his back to the drunkard.

The drunkard finally went down the stairs, glanced at Chu Yuan drunkenly, burped with the smell of alcohol, and muttered, "Little bastard, why don't you go back to sleep?"

Chu Yuan slowly turned around and looked at him, and asked lightly, "What is that legend?"

"Hmm?" the drunkard wiped his eyes, patted his cheek lightly, and swayed softly and asked, "Did I drink too much or did you drink too much?"

Chu Yuan's plain eyes were looking at him, but the drunkard could still feel a sharp essence flashing in his right eye.

"Legend. Chu Yuan said lightly: "The legend of Qiandu Town five hundred years ago. ”

The ghost shook an index finger in front of his eyes, and said with a mouth full of wine, "You mean the plague?"

"Is it the plague?"

The drunkard shrugged his shoulders and said, "How do I know, I am a psychic and not a psychic, who do you ask me to go about five hundred years ago." With that, the drunkard shook his head and walked straight on.

Chu Yuan was still standing in place, and when the drunkard was about to walk out of the door, he suddenly said, "I've checked." At the end of the Ming Dynasty, there was a large-scale plague in Qiandu Town, and more than 900 people died. Sixty years later, a group of Shaolin monks went to the town of Qiandu, allegedly for the unjust soul of the victims. ”

The drunkard pouted and said, "Isn't this the end." ”

Chu Yuan said in a bland tone: "But the time is not right. ”

The drunkard turned to look at him, frowned, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"The Shaolin monks went to Qiandu Town at the wrong time, they didn't go sixty years later, but after the plague broke out. There were a total of thirty-eight warrior monks, and only four of them eventually returned to the Shaolin Temple. ”

The drunkard frowned, "Where did you hear that?"

"This is the Dragon Soul Base, and generally correct historical information can be easily found here. ”

The drunkard rubbed his nose on rosacea. muttered in a low voice: "I'll just say, there must be loopholes in the defense network here, and the old immortal still patted his chest and said that there was no problem." It's really hard to defend against thieves day and night, and we have been targeting external attacks, so why do we leak to strengthen our defense internally. ”

In fact, this can't be blamed for the incompleteness of the Dragon Soul, as long as the people who join the Dragon Soul have to go through the most rigorous tests, so the members of the Dragon Soul, including the other staff in the base, are all loyal people who have absolutely no problem. Although the core of defense is focused on the outside, they still pay attention to the construction of the base, and they keep some important internal information very tight, unless they are extremely skilled hackers. Otherwise, it would be difficult to breach the system defense network without the knowledge of the archives administrators. It's a pity that they left out Chu Yuan, the person who had ever received the most professional and rigorous training. Although Chu Yuan's hacking skills are not top masters, they are not too bad. It's just that there has always been a frenzy helping him before, so he didn't have a chance to go to the table at all. It was still easy for him to hack the base's internal network. However, I believe that if it is cracked by the frenzy, the time taken will definitely be much shorter than Chu Yuan, after all, Chu Yuan specializes in killing techniques, not network technology.

Chu Yuan looked at the drunkard expressionlessly and asked, "Why do you want to hide the information?"

The drunkard pouted and said, "It's not for me to hide." From the end of the Ming Dynasty. That's what the official record says. It wasn't until after the establishment of our Dragon Soul that we found out the true historical record. ”

"How is it recorded in the correct information?" Seeing that the drunkard looked at him a little strangely, Chu Yuan said, "I can't crack the encryption program in the last paragraph. ”

The drunkard sighed with a sigh of relief and smiled, "It turns out that our defense is not so bad, hmm." No, I'm going to talk to the old immortal another day, and this loophole needs to be filled. ”

Chu Yuan asked, "Information." ”

The drunkard said angrily: "I know, I know, what are you urging, rushing to reincarnate?" He raised his eyelids and looked at the staircase, shook his head at Chu Yuan and said, "Follow me." Without looking back, he walked straight to the dormitory area.

Chu Yuan followed the drunkard into the dormitory building, and came to a suite, where the drunkard put his palm on the fingerprint input template on the door frame, and then entered a string of passwords.

With a "click", the door opens automatically. The drunkard pushed open the door and walked in first, and Chu Yuan also followed closely behind. After the drunkard entered the house, he first slapped his palm, and with a crisp slap, the headlights in the room also turned on instantly, illuminating the originally dark room as bright as day.

This room is a luxurious suite, a house that belongs to an alcoholic. Just with the sloppy character of the drunkard, the neatness of this house can be imagined. As soon as the lights came on, the first thing I saw was that the table was full of empty wine bottles all over the floor, and the drunkard did a very good job of the virtue of frugality, and there was not half a drop of wine left in each empty bottle. In addition to a large pile of empty wine bottles, there were clothes and pants thrown everywhere, and when I looked up, I could even see a dirty, smelly sock still hanging from the chandelier on the ceiling, I really don't know how the drunkard put this sock on it.

Other than that, the whole living room was a mess, and the only thing that was neatly arranged was the bottles in the wine cabinet embedded in the wall. Connected to the living room are three rooms, one for the bathroom, one for the bedroom and one for the study, but these three rooms are not very tidy.

The first thing the drunkard did when he came in was to go directly to the wine cabinet and take out a bottle of liquor from it, then unscrew the lid with his teeth, spit the lid on the ground with a "puff", and sat on the sand with his head tilted and poured the wine violently. It's not official, a bunch of dirty clothes and pants thrown on the sand are pressed underneath.

Chu Yuan closed the door and walked to sit down next to the drunkard, quietly watching him without speaking.

After several sips of wine, the drunkard let out a long breath of wine, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and asked, "Have you ever heard of a vixen?"

Chu Yuan didn't know why the liquor ghost asked the fox, but he still said, "That's a myth." ”

The drunkard smiled and asked again, "So have you ever heard of the nine-tailed fox?"

Chu Yuan frowned and asked, "What do you want to say?"

The drunkard did not answer him, but stared at the wine bottle in his hand and muttered, "Legend has it that there is a very rare breed of white fox. Every hundred years, they come out to eat people's hearts, and every time they eat enough hearts, they fall into a deep sleep and slowly cultivate in their sleep. During this time, they will grow an extra tail until they wake up from sleep a hundred years later, and they will continue to come out to find their hearts to eat. And every time there is an extra tail, the fox's cultivation will be doubled, and the maximum number of tails that can be cultivated to nine tails can reach a thousand years of Taoism to break the path and ascend to immortality, this is the legendary nine-tailed fox. ”

Chu Yuan didn't speak, although he didn't know why the liquor ghost wanted to talk about such ethereal myths and legends. But he knew that the drunkard must have his intentions when he said this.

The drunkard raised his head and drank again, this time instead of taking a big gulp as usual, but swallowed a few small bites, wiped his mouth and continued: "The legend that Qiandu Town was covered up five hundred years ago is about the nine-tailed fox. ”

Chu Yuan asked, "You mean, the murderer is the fox in that kind of mythical story?"

The drunkard smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "Funny, isn't it? I didn't believe this kind of nonsense when I first saw that information." But then one thing, I have to believe that there really is a nine-tailed fox in this world. ”

"What's the matter?"

"It's 'collar'. The drunkard glanced at Chu Yuan and saw that he didn't react before continuing: "'Ling' is one of the founders of the Dragon Soul. During World War II, he and several like-minded patriots with all abilities created the Dragon Soul. He even challenged the various sects at that time alone. In order to attract more mortal people to join the dragon soul. But not long after the Dragon Soul was established, the 'Leader' suddenly disappeared. There has been no news since. After the disappearance of the 'leader', the dragon soul was led by his good friend 'Vice'. Hehe, do you know that in the past, our dragon souls didn't have any grouping factions, whether it was a martial arts group, an ability group, or other groups, they were all together. But ......"

The drunkard's face showed a hint of deep thought and memory, and said, "At that time, Agni and I had already joined the Dragon Soul, and it was at that time that the 'sub-seater' inadvertently appeared the notes left by the 'leader'. Along with the notes are the real historical materials of the town of Chido. 'Ling' left a message on the note, saying that a shocking secret had been revealed and must be investigated, and if he did not come back within three years, it meant that he was dead. In his notes, he focused on the legend of Qiandu Town, as well as about the nine-tailed fox. He asks the Dragon Soul's successors to separate the ability components and move the ability base to the vicinity of Qiandu Town. ”

Chu Yuan interjected, "He's afraid that the nine-tailed fox will wake up?"

The drunkard shook his head and smiled bitterly: "At first, we all thought that 'Ling' was too much of a fuss, it was just a legend, so there was no need to take it so seriously." However, the 'sub-seater' believed in the 'leader' very much, and decided to take us to follow the place in the note to find the sleeping place of the nine-tailed fox mentioned by the 'leader'. ”

Chu Yuan frowned and asked, "He found the sleeping place of the nine-tailed fox?"

The drunkard nodded: "Yes, the 'leader' found that place early in the morning, but he didn't tell anyone." If it weren't for the fact that he felt that what he was about to do was not trivial, he probably wouldn't have made this secret known so soon. ”

"So, is there really a nine-tailed fox in the sleeping ground?"

The drunkard smiled bitterly, "Yes, Nine-Tailed Fox." It was nothing but corpses, and there were twenty-seven male corpses next to them. ”

"Shaolin Warrior Monk?"

"That's right, it's the thirty-eight Shaolin monks who went to ambush the nine-tailed fox. In the end, four of them returned alive, but it didn't take long for all four to die. Of the thirty-four bodies left here, we only found twenty-seven, and the remaining seven could not be found. ”

"And what about the nine-tailed fox?"

"It's dead too...... the drunkard thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "It should be frozen." ”

"Abilities?"

"We didn't know that it was still alive in a piece of ice. And ......" At this point, the drunkard's scruffy face showed a hint of unease, a bit like he was hiding from a memory, but he had to go to meet it.

Chu Yuan didn't urge, but sat aside and quietly watched the drunkard. Looking at the expression on his face, sometimes weird, sometimes complicated.

After a while, the drunkard took a sip of wine, looked at Chu Yuan with a very strange gaze, and continued: "Moreover, it is not the kind of fox we began to imagine. ”

"What is it?"

"It's people. The drunkard sighed and said, "A man the size of a newborn baby, with long white hair all over his body, and nine tails on it." ”