"I do have an idea," said the Great Taidao, "and there are quite a few ideas, if I'm not mistaken, you're not a ghost-faced spider at all." ”

"What's that?"

"Strictly speaking, you shouldn't be a disease, but a state of mind," Da Taidao said: "A mentality that constantly forces yourself to become stronger." ”

For example, it says: "For example, the more powerful a chess player is, the more he wants to be able to play against stronger opponents, but if the opponents of this chess player are all weak novices, he will soon feel bored, disgusted, and even dream of playing against these weak chess players, do you know why?" ”

"I don't know."

"Because he wants to become stronger, he has reached the point of desperation" Tai Taidao said: "I understand your feelings, when you kill ordinary ghost-faced spiders, your mentality is rebellious, but when you fight with the giant ghost-faced spiders, your mentality will become positive, and your heart will produce desire, which is exactly the same as the example I just gave, you are not sick, but your heart is too eager to become stronger, so that your nerves become sensitive." ”

"And that explanation?" I was confused.

"Otherwise," Da Taidao said: "Can you explain why you can even dream of ghost-faced spiders, or do you actually have a crush on ghost-faced spiders, as the so-called 'thinking by day and dreaming by night', thinking too much during the day, dreaming at night?" ”

I nodded: "I think your previous conjecture is very reasonable, it seems that I do have a desire to become stronger!" ”

The nineteenth floor of the dungeon produces about two hundred ghost-faced spiders in a day, and in addition to being eliminated by other adventurers who got up earlier, there will be about a hundred left at most, and excluding some adventurers who farm monsters with us, we can destroy more than fifty in a day.

In other words, if you want to complete Yura's mission, you need to farm the Ghost-faced Spider here for nearly twenty days.

Twenty days from now, the title of 'Ghost-Faced Spider Terminator' will be firmly tied to my guild and will be remembered for a long, long time.

When I think about this, I feel that my eggs hurt.

Thankfully, Eri and Yorkham didn't start a war during this time, otherwise it would have bothered me even more.

However, on the sixth day of the Ghost Face Spider, I received a secret letter from an elven kid who told me that it was an uncle with a hood who told him to give it to me.

Unfold the letter paper, which reads: Dusk, Outer Elven Forest, Southwest, Deserted Tomb.

I frowned, wondering who would write this letter to me, but I didn't have a clue for a while.

The handwriting on the letter was neat and powerful, the kind I had never seen before, so who could it be?

I didn't tell my family about the letter, but at dusk, under the pretext of alleviating the ghost-faced arachnosis, I sneaked out of the tree house alone, and took the big knife that I had hidden near the fence beforehand, and ran quickly towards the Elven Forest.

The elven forest at dusk is still so dark and quiet, and from time to time there are one or two unknown chirps in the deep grass, probably some restless animal cubs, feeling the joy of playing during the day.

Stepping on the thick carpet of fallen leaves, I walked slowly.

To the southwest of the Elven Forest, I've been there, and it's the same as here, with dense forests and grass, but there are a few desolate tombs.

Those few deserted tombs were built together, forming a circle, judging from the huge ruins and broken walls, and even after countless years, the still exquisite reliefs, those few deserted tombs were also majestic for a while, which made people feel shocked.

It's just that I don't know when they began to be deserted, and they became uncared for, and even the entrance was blocked by people with huge stones.

Now, those deserted tombs have become a playground for naughty children and a climbing paradise for brave children.

Listening to the sound of dead leaves being trampled under my feet, I amplified my guard and kept an eye out for everything around me, even if it was just the rustle of the breeze through the trees.

All of this is done to prevent sneak attacks.

"The night is dark and windy, who will ask you to meet at the cemetery?" Da Taidao's voice sounded in my head: "I always feel that this person is either to show mystery, or he is sick in the brain." ”

"Do you think that's more likely?" I asked, cautiously looking around.

"The latter" Da Taidao said: "If there is something to discuss, and it really reaches the point where you have to meet, most people will choose to meet in an inconspicuous small restaurant or hotel somewhere, which will not attract attention, what do you say?" ”

"Perhaps," I said, "I have a vague premonition that this may be a trap to lead me in, and get rid of me without knowing it, and then bury me somewhere in the forest, or stuff my body into the crevice of the desolate tomb, anyway, all the children who come here to play, and with the strength of a child, they will definitely not be able to move the big stone blocking the door, so that they can destroy the corpse without leaving a trace." ”

"Hey, I said, stinky boy, your thoughts are a little scary" Da Taidao said: "Why do you think so badly about yourself?" With your current strength, unless you really want to die, you can still run away! ”

"Ah, maybe."

"You don't always have to!" Da Taidao complained: "I still have a lot of attachment to this world, so I don't want to be buried in the soil so early, waiting for a thousand years, you don't know the taste of loneliness, it's too pitiful!" ”

"If something happens, I'll try not to die," I subconsciously muttered, "And I really don't want to die, after all, there are so many fiancées waiting for me, and if I die, they will be very sad." ”

"Phew!" Da Taidao spit out a few mouthfuls and said: "This topic is too heavy, change the topic, quickly!" ”

"Okay, but what's the subject?"

Frowning, I thought about it first.

I thought about it until I stepped into the graveyard, and I didn't come up with an interesting topic.

"Here we are," I muttered, turning to look around, but there was not a single figure in sight.

Raising his head, he looked through the gap and looked at the sky, which was still in the twilight, even though it was dark.

Dusk, the periphery of the Elven Forest, the southwest, the desolate tomb, these conditions have been met, but what about the one who came to me?

Did you not come, or did you not plan to come at all, but just handed me a note to tease me?

As soon as this thought came to me, I immediately felt that I wanted to leave this place, and I always felt that if I continued to stay here, it would only be a waste of time.

I took out my pocket watch, looked at it, waited for another two minutes, and when no one came, I felt uncomfortable, so I put it away and walked back the way I came.

"Why, it's only been two minutes, can't you wait?"

Not far away, a nice voice sounded.

(End of chapter)