There are three of the five men left, and they are much more honest and know that they will not be able to defeat us by their strength.

Rui Wen still wanted to make a move, but I stopped her: "Forget it, this is a sentry post anyway, let's leave a few alive." ”

"Humph!" Riven kicked them a few times before she got angry.

Since they have ill intentions, then what they said before that there will be no human civilization further north seems to be casual nonsense.

Still, we stayed here for the night, after tying them up with ropes.

I was sleeping in a daze, and I suddenly heard someone talking, the voice was very small, and I was startled when I opened my eyes!

Is this a ghost? Why is it just a white translucent shadow?

The ghost was a middle-aged man, dressed as an explorer, and when he saw me awake, he left the room and told me to follow.

I sat up and saw that the three people I had tied up were gone! Rui Wen, who slept next to me, is also gone!

What happened? I panicked a little and hurried to follow the ghost, but he didn't answer anything I asked, like he couldn't hear me.

We came to the hut next to the outpost, which was a place for miscellaneous goods, and a lot of wine and food were stored.

He walked to the corner, pointed to the ground and said, "Pry open here." ”

I didn't see any signs of loosening on the ground, but since he said so, I drew my sword and tried it, and sure enough, there was a stone slab!

When I pried open the slate, I found that there was a room underneath! There is a searchlight in the room, which emits an eerie light.

Climbing down the ladder, I saw a myriad of jumbles in this room: oddly shaped weapons, armor, wheels, and many strange tools.

But this is not the destination, and the ghost walked to another corner and repeated the previous words: "Pry open here." ”

Is there a room down there? I tried it and sure enough.

This room is about the same size as before, but it is a treasure trove full of gold, silver, jewelry, maps, and all sorts of intricately crafted objects!

I didn't expect it to be so rich here! But where did all this stuff come from?

The ghost walked into the corner again: "Pry open here." ”

"Can you pry it open from below? It's already gold and silver jewelry, so what could be better down there? ”

I pried open the floor expectantly, only to find that it was dark underneath and I couldn't see anything.

I lifted the searchlight and shone it down, and I almost fell down in fright.

This room is full of corpses!

Actually, these things don't make me afraid, it's just that I suddenly see that I am not mentally prepared.

And it was gold, silver and jewelry just now, why are there so many corpses here? Don't...... Are these all victims?

The ghost went down first, and I didn't hesitate to follow with his words: "Your companion is here too!" ”

I took the lamp and searched carefully for the corpses, which were lifeless, pale faces, and various costumes indicating their different identities.

Some of them have dried up, some of them look like they have just died, and because the temperature here is very low, they are not rotting.

Soon, I found a fresh corpse on the side, she was lying on the ground, her white hair and clothes told me it was Ruiwen!

I threw the lamp on the ground, picked her up with trembling hands, and the moment I turned around, I realized that it was not Ruiwen's face.

The grief stopped suddenly, I calmed down a lot, turned around and asked the ghost, "Are you also a victim here?" ”

This time he did not ignore my words: "Yes, I am an explorer and came here eight years ago ......"

The ghost told me his story: it turned out that he was a professional explorer who had just traveled to Shurima and was about to return home when he was sent north of Freljord by chaotic teleportation magic.

Explorers take pleasure in traveling and exploring, and such a great opportunity will not be missed, so they come here through the annotation on the map.

The story of the post of the dead is widespread, and the sentinels here are regarded as heroes who guard the north of Freljord.

So he came to visit, but he didn't expect to be assassinated by medicine and wine.

When I asked him his name, he smiled and said to me, "You should go back." ”

When I opened my eyes, my heart was pounding, and by the end, I had already thought it was a dream.

Seeing that Rui Wen was sleeping next to her, I touched her face, and although it was very light, she still woke up.

"Is it dawn?"

"It's lit."

"Then let's go!"

"Wait, there's something I want to confirm."

I came to the three men, who had already woken up, looked at me in horror, and begged me to untie them.

"Do people come here often?"

The old man was tied up by me all night, and he did not feel weak at all, and quickly explained: "No, no one else has come except the sentry who has come to take over us. ”

"Oh, then you guys are tied up here, let's go Riven."

"Wait, don't......"

I ignored their screams and walked out of the house, and Rui Wen hesitated for a moment and followed.

"Why didn't you kill them yesterday and let them go today?"

"You come with me."

We went to the storage room next to the outpost, and according to the scene in the dream, I pried the ground in the corner of the wall, and sure enough, it opened!

What's inside is the same as in the dream! It's just that there are no searchlights, and we come in with lecite, which is a stone that emits light.

Pry open the ground again, and the jewels inside made Rui Wen sigh loudly: "Wow! It's like a treasure trove! How do you know? ”

I told Rui Wen about the dream I had at night, and it was the same as my dream, she was very excited at first, and she was very sad at the end.

"It turns out that they didn't just loot food, anyone who came here didn't let go!"

"That's why I'm here to make sure and see if it's true, and sure enough!"

"Let's go back and kill them!"

"No need, just tie them here and let this history be dusty."

"And what about those who come after you?"

"They starved to death in a few days at most, and the people who came after them couldn't pick it up, so they didn't know it existed."

We still didn't open the last door in the end, and I didn't want to see the scene in my dreams again.

We didn't touch any of these treasures, and we didn't use them, but we took a few of them from maps and some useful tools.

In the midst of these messy piles, I also found an explorer's journal, I don't know if the owner is the person who entrusted me with my dream, anyway, it doesn't take up space, so I take it with me.

After restoring the ground to its original appearance, we left, and a few people in the post were still wailing.

It is a heroic story that is clearly praised to the ears of the world, why do you do this kind of thing in private?

What is the use of piling up mountains of gold and silver? I don't understand and don't bother to think about it.