"Just give me these? black bread that is so hard that it can kill people, and sausages that I don't know how many years have been left?" Master Kongzhì moved the dry sausage in disgust in front of him, as if to see if the meat inside was **.

"Hmph, if you want to starve, don't eat it!" the weaver grabbed the bread flying in the air and pressed it into the hot water to soften it.

The Prophet put a piece of sausage in his mouth, and did not want to taste it, so he swallowed it in a gulp: "Don't complain, we have very little food left, and we owe it to the previous occupants that we have been able to survive until now." I don't know who left some flour and sausages in the castle, otherwise we would have starved. ”

"Thank goodness we don't get found by a paladin in the wild, stabbed to death with a gun, or skulled with a hammer. Siri the mouse snorted and ate a meal that was not very tasty.

Stream silently tore open the soaked bread.

"That's right, Stream. You didn't have any luggage with you, did you lose it while hiding from those damn paladins?, what are you going to do at night, you will freeze to death if you don't cover yourself with a quilt on such a cold day!" the mouse asked kindly.

"Thank you for your concern, it's a real problem. Stream said slowly, in a dry, rough voice, as if he didn't use this organ often. "If you have any surplus, I'm willing to pay a certain amount of gold to buy a quilt. ”

"Uh...... I do have a spare quilt. The webweaver said with some confusion that she didn't really want to lend a man the quilt that was stained with her body temperature on it. But she was in dire need of money. "How much can you give?"

"Tut-tut, this is an open-eyed view of money~ I don't know how many gold coins it costs to sleep with you for one night!" Master Kongzhì said with his head hanging upside down and a mocking expression.

"Shut up, it's not a price you can afford anyway!" a green tendon burst out of the webweaver's head.

"I'm sorry, I don't have much money on me, I can only give out three gold coins......" Liu said.

The weaver gritted his teeth, although three gold coins were already more than ten times the price of an ordinary quilt, it was still a little too little in this cold winter.

But something is better than nothing, and the weaver said, "Deal." ”

It was early evening. They were prepared to leave one man for the vigil. Master Zhizhì lost his guess, and the mouse was visibly relieved, he didn't want to stay out alone to keep vigil, even if he ran fast.

"What bad luck!" said Master Kongzhì with annoyance.

"Maybe you can pray that the blizzard stops sooner so we don't have to test your luck every night. "There was some schadenfreude on the part of the weavers.

"Alright, alright, stop arguing. I urge you to spare some energy to use it elsewhere, for we don't know how long the snow will fall and if there will be enough food...... the Prophet said softly.

"Hmph, I didn't start first. No matter what, Master Kongzhì, if you sneak into my room again, I will definitely not be polite!" the webweaver threatened with a wave of his fist.

Everyone went back to their rooms, and the night passed. The blizzard still shows no signs of getting smaller, but is getting bigger. One by one, the wizards came to the hall, but the rats did not come out of the room.

The Prophet and the Webweaver, who had a good relationship with the rats, knocked on the door of the rat's room, but no one answered. They were a little worried, and called Master Zhaì to open the door with witchcraft, and what they saw was indeed a corpse with a terrible death......

"Oh my God!"

"Who the hell did it? Master Kongzhì's face was shocked.

"This is really a human tragedy......" the prophet opened his mouth, and the wrinkles of his old face like chrysanthemums trembled.

Stream silently pulled his hood and lowered his head.

The mouse's head was directly separated from its body, his eyes were wide open, his face was full of disbelief, and blood was splashed everywhere like a dumped paint. And it was already dry and black, apparently dead for a while.

The Prophet touched the mouse's carcass with his hand, then shook his head. It's been more than thirty minutes since the rat died, and he can't find out who the killer is.

"Calm down. Last night, there were only five of us in the castle, and because of the snowstorm, no one could come in or out. The Prophet was an old wizard and quickly recovered from his shock.

In fact, in this chaotic age, all wizards have seen many miserable corpses. So they didn't have a disgusting reaction or anything like that, they were only shocked because it was a wizard like them who died.

"One of us must have done it! it was clearly his killing!" said the webweaver, recovering from his fright.

She has always had a good relationship with the mouse, and others even thought that the two of them had known each other before, so the rat died unexpectedly, and the reaction of the web weaver was so big.

"The head is cut off so neatly, it really doesn't look like suicide. It seems that the murderer is completely taking advantage of the unpreparedness of the rats. can use so much force to decapitate people. And those who did not leave any traces at the scene......" said the Prophet and shut his mouth.

"It's you, Master Kongzhì!" the webweaver cried hysterically.

"Hey, don't wronged the good guys! Yesterday was my vigil, but I didn't do anything. Your ability is polygraphy, can't you tell if I'm telling the truth or not?" said Master Kongzhì unusually unpleasantly.

The weaver immediately sensed that Master Kongzhì was telling the truth, and she exclaimed in confusion: "This is impossible, why is what you said true!"

"Because I really didn't do anything. Master Kongzhì said.

"In that case, in order to eliminate suspicion, wouldn't it be nice to have the webweaver ask you if you are the murderer?" ”

"Oh, and the idea. It was me who was reckless. The webweaver said, "I'm sorry, but you're not a murderer, Prophet?"

"I'm not a murderer. I stayed in my room last night reading and never left a step. The Prophet said.

"That'...... Are you a murderer, Stream?"

"I didn't kill rats. Stream's answer was succinct.

The webweaver's witchcraft told her that they were telling the truth, and she was a little confused: "If the murderer is not among us, how did the rat die?"

"What else is possible. Master Kongzhì hugged his chest and said, "I think you look like a murderer! You have the witchcraft of lie detection, but you can't test yourself." If you kill a rat, won't all the qi ē be right?"

"What are you talking about, why did you kill the rat when I had such a good relationship with him?" the webweaver held his head in some dismay.

"Maybe it's for the money, maybe there's some personal hatred or something, who knows. Besides, we're running out of food, so maybe you're trying to kill the rats just to live longer. Master Control analyzed.

"No, I didn't kill anyone! I really didn't kill anyone!" the webweaver shook his head.

"Hmph, you are so sure that I am a murderer, it must be you, the real murderer, who wants to frame me, despicable woman! ”

"The murderer doesn't have to be her. The Prophet leaned on crutches and shook his head: "I know that Catholicism has a profession called Shadow Knight, they have the natural ability of wizards, but they were captured by Catholic gods since they were children, and they have been brainwashed into crazy fanatics. When they grow up, they will seize the opportunity to infiltrate the Wizarding Guild. ”

"They look like ordinary wizards on the surface, but when it comes to going it alone, they will do everything they can to kill other wizards......"

"They all have Catholic holy water on their bodies, and that holy water can shield you from low-level witchcraft abilities just by wearing them on your body, and your lie detector ability can also shield them. ”

"Not only that, but that kind of holy water splashed on the wizard's body will also have a demon-breaking effect. So when they kill wizards, they can be said to be invincible. The Prophet said.

"You mean, maybe there's a shadow knight between us. But if the Shadow Knight has such a strong prop, wouldn't he just kill us all?" said Liu.

"Shadow Knight isn't invincible either. Because the energies between the holy waters also affect each other, a person can only carry one bottle of holy water on them. If he is really exposed, so many of us can kill him by destroying his holy water first. This may be the real reason why Shadow Knight doesn't come out. The Prophet said.

"Then wouldn't it be nice to search your body directly, whoever has holy water is the Shadow Knight!"

But the Prophet shook his head: "This does not prove anything at all. Because holy water is also a legend among wizards, no one knows what holy water really looks like. And even if he brought holy water, the Shadow Knight had many ways to hide it. After all, there are all kinds of witchcraft in this world. ”

"What then, if there were any Shadow Knights among us, we would all die!" said the Webweaver.

"I think you'd better obediently let me tie it up first, besides you, who else could be the murderer!"

"Master Kongzhì, I think you have a problem. When the rat died last night, didn't you hear any movement? You deliberately wanted to separate us, so that it would be convenient for you to do so. Your sorcery is one of the most aggressive, and if the three of us were scattered by you, we would definitely be killed by you!"

"Fake, you just want to mix in with us, find a chance to do it!"

PS: There are many things at the beginning of the month, and I am in a bad mood......