Chapter Seventy-One: The End of the Secret Passage
Retracting his thoughts, Fang Yi continued to follow the secret passage.
Quickly a few rooms ahead of them that had already triggered the trap.
With these rooms as signposts, Fang Yi's road is unimpeded.
After about five minutes, he stopped.
Casting his gaze forward, the corners of Fang Yi's mouth couldn't help twitching slightly.
In front of me is a hall with tiled floors, and the inside of the hall is very empty and clean. Only the corpses and bloodstains not far from the door are a little eye-catching.
"I'm worried that this guy escaped from the secret passage and died in the trap room."
Turning the corpse over with the knight's sword, it was the only scrap knight left in the secret passage.
"Looks like we don't have to worry about leaking the secret passage."
Without worries, Fang Yi's whole person relaxed a lot.
Looking carefully at the corpse in front of him, the exposed parts of the corpse all had small wounds like pinholes, dense and almost all over the body.
This wound has some similarities with the knight who died in the stabbing room before.
But the corpse's wounds were denser, smaller, and looked rather oozing.
"It's the end of the intensively fearful patients."
Fortunately, Fang Yi does not have this problem.
Tried to drag the body back with the knight's sword, and nothing happened.
"Didn't you trigger the trap...... Is it because the trap here is a one-off, or because the trap triggers a unique mechanic......"
Removing the armor worn by the corpse, which was already full of holes, and peeling off the clothes, the original appearance of the corpse was revealed in front of Fang Yi.
Just one glance, Fang Yi sighed depressedly.
"It's so inhumane."
The corpse in front of him was full of holes in the real sense, and there was almost no integrity on the whole body, all of which were small blood holes.
"The revenge of killing a wife and taking a child is not so. What kind of trap did this old one-eyed get, it's too ruthless. ”
The corpse's wound was dug open, revealing a glimmer of reflected light.
"Silver needle......
Wrap the palm of the hand with a strip of cloth, and then take out the silver needle, and its dark brown needle site has already exposed the information.
"Sure enough, it was poisoned, but this guy should have died not long ago, so the poison hasn't been fed back to the surface of the skin yet."
After carefully examining the corpse again and confirming that there was no information left, Fang Yi threw the corpse into the room.
The landing point of the aim is almost a dozen centimeters away from the location of the original corpse.
Bang.
The corpse hit the ground, but the trap was no longer responding.
"It doesn't seem like it's a one-time problem, it's that I haven't figured out the trigger mechanism...... Wait a minute! ”
Fang Yi glanced at the armor on the ground, and his heart moved slightly.
Using the knight's sword as a crutch, he pressed heavily on the corpse's body, gradually exerting force.
Whoa!
In the next moment, the floor tiles under the corpse opened a dense circular hole, and hundreds of thin needles ejected out of the round hole, sweeping the corpse beyond recognition, and it was unbearable to see.
"Sure enough, it's a stress-triggered mechanism."
"Previously, because the armor of the corpse was removed, the weight was reduced, so the trap trigger condition could not be met."
"It seems that as long as you take off your armor and reduce your weight, you can safely pass through this room...... No! Maybe the floor around here has a different pressure value for each tile to trigger the trap. ”
"To be on the safe side, it's better to sweep all the way through a landmine."
Knowing the trap trigger mechanism, and having another corpse around him to use, Fang Yi quickly passed through this room.
Next, he encountered a trap room where he washed his face with a rain of arrows as soon as he entered the room, but fortunately, he used the corpse as a shield and instantly defended it.
There is also a room that closes the entrance and exits and sprays flames, which seems almost insoluble.
However, before Fang Yi entered the room, he first threw the corpse in it and made a test, so he perfectly avoided the danger.
Moreover, this kind of closed fire-breathing trap room is a one-time trap, and once it is triggered, there will be no next time.
So Fang Yi passed here smoothly.
Pushing open the door of this flame trap room with both hands, Fang Yi couldn't help but the corners of his mouth curled slightly.
For as the gap in the door widened, he saw the familiar stone steps appear behind the door.
And this time, the steps are spilling upwards.
"We've finally reached the end of the secret passage."
Taking a deep breath, Fang Yi threw aside the corpse that had been used to the extreme, and walked up the steps with the knight's sword.
Stomp and tread.
The narrow passage gives a feeling of oppression.
In the dim candlelight, only the sound of Fang Yi's footsteps and the sound of the knight's sword on the ground echoed in it.
After about two minutes, Fang Yi's ears suddenly moved, and he stopped in place, no longer making any sound.
"It's the sound of a quill writing words."
"To be heard by my ears in all directions, the distance should be about two thousand meters."
With a movement in his heart, Fang Yi put away the knight's sword, endured the pain, landed with his right foot steadily, and walked up the steps silently.
Rustle.
As the distance approaches, the sound of writing becomes clearer and clearer.
At the same time, Fang Yi heard a crisp knock on the door.
……
Count of Xhosa's bedchambers.
Bang bang.
A knock at the door interrupted Count Cosa's thoughts.
Putting down the pen and pushing away the chair, the Count of Cossa stood up and straightened his collar.
"Come in."
Creak.
The door opened, and the housekeeper of the Xhosa estate entered the room.
After bowing respectfully, he went straight to the point.
"My lord, Dr. Gul is dead."
"Dead?"
Count Xhosa frowned.
"How did you die? Where did you die? Who killed it? ”
Three questions, the butler who asked was terrified.
Grunt.
Swallowing his spit, he looked cautiously at Count Xhosa before the butler spoke cautiously.
"Died of singing in the dungeon, according to the news, yes, was ......"
The butler's voice lowered, and he didn't say the final key content.
Count Xhosa's brow furrowed again, and his voice sank.
"Say!"
The butler shuddered, and hurriedly trembled: "Yes, he was killed by Captain Rick." ”
Count Xhosa's face changed slightly.
"He actually disobeyed my orders and did it directly?"
"Yes, the dungeon is guarded by heavily armed people, and no one stops him."
Count Xhosa's face turned ugly, and his fists clenched.
"Then does he know what will happen if he disobeys my orders!"
The butler's face was bitter.
"My lord, at this time, you still refuse to believe those rumors?"
Count Xhosa fell silent.
After a long time, he slowly spoke.
His voice suddenly became a little hoarse.
"Rick I grew up watching, there's no way he's going to betray me......"
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