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www.mpzw.com) Trick and Wolf, a pair of thieves friends who act together.

It's been half a year since the registration was opened, and judging from the fact that the two of them are only in their twenties, it can be determined that they are neither the most professional gamers who seek all kinds of challenges, nor those life players who squat in the city to engage in production and business.

These are two keen thieves, and they are keen thieves who have strengthened their talents to stealth and steal.

They don't have much combat ability, and they rely on some out-of-the-ordinary means to obtain gold coins on weekdays, and then convert them into soft sister coins that can support themselves.

They entered the industry a little later and missed the period when they could get rich overnight, and the current price of huàn is dead at one gold coin to one hundred soft sister coins.

Narrowly flickering around a wandering ghoul, they groped towards the Raven Ridge cemetery.

That's right, these two are engaged in the legendary hidden profession - Captain Touching Gold.

It's a pity that this industry is not as exciting as the ups and downs described in the novel, and most of the tombs in the Crow Ridge cemetery are just a coffin in a pit.

When they were lucky, they were able to come up with a small fortune in their lifetime, and although there were no exaggerated funeral goods, they could occasionally touch some scattered gold coins, broken gems, and other things of little value. Of course, most of the time they are unlucky and can only find a few sheets of linen.

The cemetery in Crow Ridge is so large that even the natural disaster has not been able to evoke all the names below, let alone the area guarded by the strange grave keepers.

"Hurry up, we have to get it done before the old man finishes eating and patrols the grave again. ”

Wolf whispered, after a few days of squatting, they had figured out the pattern of the grave keeper's movements.

Their goal this time was a relatively luxurious cemetery - there was even a small flower bed, and Trick and Wolfe, who had dug up enough of the poor ghost's grave, had great expectations for it.

The grave keeper may be a hermit master, but he is not strong enough to have his own 24-hour uninterrupted surveillance system, so the two of them can easily slip to their destination.

Trick looked at the pocket watch from a grave-digging trophy and said, "Forty minutes of safe time is still enough." ”

A small flower bed of more than ten square meters erected a delicately carved marble tombstone, and the two judged from experience that the tomb should be directly below the tombstone.

Stepping on the withered flowers, they knocked down the tombstone without looking, and then picked up a shovel and dug it up.

"I guess I'm right, why is it so deep?"

Without answering Crete's doubts, Wolf identified the surrounding soil, thought for a moment, and said, "It should be fine, go on." ”

A few minutes later, the feeling of the shovel hitting the obstacle came, and the overjoyed two quickly removed the soil layer on the coffin.

"Hey, it's made of sandalwood, and it looks like you've got something good this time. ”

Tapping the still-sturdy coffin board with a shovel, Wolf was overjoyed.

"Get out of the way, the hammer is coming. ”

Crete took a one-handed hammer and rudely hammered the coffin with the tip.

The sound of the planks shattering was heard, and the two men picked up a crowbar and began to widen the rift.

The lid of the coffin was pried apart, and with the help of the light of the oil lamp, the two of them could see the scene in the coffin.

Gasping, Crete said, "What is this?"

Wolf replied, "I don't know either...... Is it worth it or not. ”

I saw the body of a beautiful girl in the coffin...... It was more of a puppet than a corpse, and although the clothes on the girl and the puppet in her arms had long since decayed, there was not a trace of decay in the body.

The girl with her petite figure and delicate face lay quietly in the coffin, and if it weren't for the pale skin without a trace of blood, it might have made people think that she was still alive.

No matter how you look at it, she was a cute girl before she died.,It looks like she's just dead.。 However, a qiē in the cemetery bears witness to her at least 100 years of history.

Trick subconsciously reached out to touch the cheek of the girl in the coffin, as if to confirm that the incredible sight was really what he saw.

"Don't move!"

Wolf opened Trick's hand, both fearing that his companion would be in danger and that he would damage the body.

Anyway, it's better to carry it away with the coffin first, and it's not too late to analyze it slowly when you get to the den of the two.

……

A warm feeling came from the darkness, and Loria had a body again.

I don't know how long it took for her to finally be able to open her eyes slightly, and what she saw was indeed an endless darkness. I instinctively felt that I was lying in a small space, but my body was so stiff that I couldn't even move my little finger.

The joy of escaping Rocca's clutches is long gone, and Loria is in a terrible mood - both in her current situation and in her worries about Annie.

In the past more than 100 years ago, she was mistakenly killed by Alice, but her soul saw Rocka who went to hell more than 100 years later, and learned from Rocka's memories that she had been dead for more than ten years, which shows that the time after her death should be at her original point in time.

Loria had been worried about returning to the future after the resurrection, but all she could see was Annie's weathered, dry bones that had run out of life.

Waiting for the verdict was irritating, and she wanted to touch the ring to tell her the time, but she was glad that the answer had not yet been revealed.

Soon, however, Loria was left to take care of herself.

She probably guessed that she was buried.

She was about to suffocate.

It's terrible, constantly suffocating in your own coffin, and then being refreshed and continuing to be suffocated, is this a new trick?

Infinitely stuffy.

It's not because of other NPCs that you die, but if you are suffocated, starved to death, thirsty, and fall to death, it will be infinitely refreshed.

At least let me starve to death, okay?

Forgotten by adventurers for the first time, he died under the kobold's mine hoe.

Mistakenly killed by Alice's dark alchemy for the second time.

If I let me know which bastard buried me, I must let him die a hundred times.

Loria had lost count of the number of repetitions, and now she just wanted to gouge out her lungs, and the pink-haired Lori, who was suffocating to death at the umpteenth time, ignored the noise coming from above.

The last time she was unconscious, she was used to thinking about how many heads she had sent on the scoreboard.

……

The terrible cage of infinite loops was broken by two gracious men.

Regaining consciousness again, Loria suddenly got up and greedily breathed in the musty air.

This disgusting smell is such a luxurious treat.

"Zongzi!"

"Pink hair dumplings!"

The two gracious people shouted.

With her long shaggy hair falling down, Loria stood up from the coffin and said to the two good people in front of her.

"Life itself has no meaning, and only death can make you understand the true meaning of life. ”

Loria, who was deeply impressed by the action of reading the lines by Rocca, actually read the lines when she wanted to thank the two thieves.

The two frightened well-wishers hugged each other and screamed, and they were brave enough to do this, and in the past, they often found one or two rotting ghouls with slime flowing from graves, and it was generally good to trample them back into the ground.

But some beautiful things are really scary, dolls, the corpses of cute little girls, coffins, corpses. Yiqiē is full of the sense of déjà vu of a psychological horror movie.

Not to mention that Crete and Wolf recalled all kinds of horrors to scare themselves, Loria, who saw the two of them clearly, chuckled in her heart.

These are two adventurers.

With a thought, a copycat version of the Ember Messenger appeared in her hand.

Northdom's blockade of his NPC storage space is gone.

Dejected, Loria pulled out a handful of gold coins from the purse that was still hanging from her waist and threw them at the two thieves without looking. Alice, the puppet that had somehow turned into a burial object, was still on the side and lay back in the coffin.

"Anne ......"