"Ghosts are not terrible, but those who disturb the sleep of the dead are the most hateful," Roland looked into the depths of the corridor, with a chill in his deep gaze, "I feel the smell of necromancy here." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"Could it be the traces left by Pastor Kord?" Lyudmila looked down at the floor, the wet ground footprints were messy, it was obvious that there were a lot of people coming and going here recently, even if she was a ranger, it was not easy to tell which footprints were more worthy of vigilance.

"It's hard to say, I hope I'm overthinking." Roland pushed open the open door in front of him, and a foul air gushed out, and the wet air was mixed with the smell of rust and a strange sourness.

Opposite the gate is a rotunda with chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, illuminated by six undendable flames, and surrounded by elaborate murals, each of which is a theme of war, showing the great sacrifices of Kitland's martyrs to defend their homeland.

The gallery is worth a stop, but the carpet is so wet that water seeps out when you step on it, and the murals are dull due to moisture.

Roland couldn't help frowning: "The water seepage here is very serious, if you don't hurry up and maintain it, the mural will become moldy." ”

There are two doors opposite the hall, one leading to the cemetery and the other is smaller, with a notice posted on it: maintenance only, visitors stopped.

Lyudmila pushed open the small door, and the sound of dripping water followed. With the help of the lights in the hall, you can see the reflection of stagnant water on the ground, and the rows of erected brown pipes stretch into the distance, like a steel jungle.

"Opposite is the pipeline maintenance point, if there is a failure, the valve of the corresponding pipeline will be closed here, cut off the leaking water flow, since there is still water seepage here, it means that the valve has not been closed, let's go in and see?" Lyudmila cast an inquiring look at Roland.

"I didn't expect you to know so much about water supply pipelines, so let's go in and have a look, and just screw the valve on." To be on the safe side, Roland walked ahead.

The access passage was just over five feet wide, barely big enough for two people walking side by side, and the pipes on either side were about a foot in diameter and wrapped in brown burlap. Roland took a look at the linen cloth, and there was a thick layer of waterproof material inside, similar to asbestos, which must also have a warming effect, otherwise the inner layer of metal water pipes would inevitably be frozen and cracked by the cold climate of the northern winter.

Roland originally thought that the water pipe was a cast iron product, but with the help of the "Pupil of Fate" identification, it was found that it was an alloy pipe of pig iron and cold iron. The characteristics of cold iron are very cold-resistant, and not easy to rust, with pig iron cast into water pipes to retain the above characteristics, theoretically this alloy water pipe should be very durable, right, how to rust?

Roland shook his head and continued to walk forward, inadvertently kicking something and making a clattering sound under his feet.

He stopped, bent down and groped his way through the half-foot-deep water, and soon found a device that looked like a watering can, with a steel cylinder attached to the nozzle, somewhat like a portable fire extinguisher.

Lyudmila probe came over to take a look and whispered: "This is an elemental welding gun, we are looking nearby, there should be a welding rod." ”

Roland touched the cylinder and replied: "It's still warm, the small fire element sealed in the cylinder hasn't run away, and this welding torch can still be used." ”

The elemental welding gun is a small welding device invented under the guidance of "modern elementology". The cylinder is equipped with a fireproof and thermal insulation array, which imprisons a small fire element, and the start switch will produce high temperature to melt the alloy electrode with a lower melting point, so as to achieve the purpose of welding metal materials. Aside from the use of fire instead of acetylene oxygen cylinders, the other designs are almost identical to those of welding guns on Earth.

Lyudmila quickly found a pack of welding rods and said to Roland: "The welding torch and electrode should have been left by the plumbers, usually they don't throw away these important tools, I'm afraid they are in trouble while working." ”

"What traces can you trace?"

"It's hard, there is standing water under your feet, and the footprints have long been washed away." Lyudmila shrugged helplessly, "Let's find the leaky pipe first, I need a wrench to tighten the valve...... Hey, what's that? ”

Her eyes widened suddenly, and she looked diagonally across the corner of the wall—a cloud of ochre-red substance clinging to the pipe, still trembling slightly.

Roland followed the direction of her finger and looked over, couldn't help but change his face, raised his finger to cover his lips, signaled not to be loud, and at the same time took her hand and slowly retreated, and the water under his feet rippled in circles.

Burst! The ochre-red substance on the opposite side was actually a living thing, and when it sensed the shaking of the water, it immediately trembled, and kept pouring out of the side wall of the water pipe, and soon filled the narrow corridor, which was 15 feet in diameter and less than a foot thick, and the smooth and soft body trembled and trembled, like a large ball of jelly on the ground, and crawled on the ground with its feet, and quickly approached Roland and Lyudmila.

"Hurry back!" Roland reminded Lyudmila loudly.

Before the words fell, the monster's bloated body was completely freed from the shackles of the water pipe, and the cracked pipe wall was thus blocked, and a large amount of stagnant water sprayed out, and the water mist in the sky was mixed with a strong sour smell, which smoked Lyudmila to tears and coughed repeatedly.

"Ahem...... What kind of monster is this, it looks like it has been soaked in a vinegar vat, and it smells so good. Lyudmila retreated to the door, opened it and took a breath to stop coughing.

Roland covered his nose and observed the monster, and muttered: "Look at this appearance, it is obviously a mud-shaped monster, but there are many types of mud-shaped monsters, judging from the size and color of this guy...... It should be an 'Ochre Frost Monster'. ”

"Ochre Frost? Not to mention, this guy really looks like a big jelly! It's a pity that the smell is so bad that no one dares to eat it even if it's really jelly. Lyudmila was not idle as her hands were idle, her bowstring trembled, and a steel arrow shot at the ochre.

The ochre frost monster shuddered after being hit by the arrow, and continued to squirm forward, the arrow squeezed out by its elastic body, bringing out a pungent acid, and the arrowhead forged from the steel sneered and emitted a white mist, which was corroded in the blink of an eye.

"This monster is very acidic, no wonder even the alloy water pipe has been corroded into a big hole, it seems that it is the culprit of the failure." Lyudmila didn't want to lose too many arrows on it, so she put away her longbow and replaced it with two knives.

Roland raised his hand to stop her from approaching the ochre, and said in a deep voice: "Don't cut it with a knife, ordinary metal weapons will be corroded by acid, and this guy is a mud-shaped monster, and it will automatically split when hit by a sword, so it will be even more difficult to deal with." ”

Lyudmila immediately remembered the "rotten blood" she had encountered in the ruins of Tiamat, and said depressedly: "I can see that any monster that looks like a big jelly will split when it is cut with a knife, does it have to be knocked with a blunt weapon such as a hammer to be effective?" That's how Roland explained when dealing with "rotten blood".

"It's best to have a blunt weapon, and if you don't have it, you can stab it with a spear." As he spoke, Roland activated the built-in storage space of Bloody Smile, holding a +2 Dreadnought Lance in his right hand and a mace in his left hand.

The +1 mace was captured during the attack on the Lizardmen Horde in the Misty Swamp, and Roland kept it as a backup weapon, which came in handy today.

"You take the spear, stay away, go up and stab it when you find an opportunity, don't fall in love, and retreat as soon as you get it." Roland handed the spear to the giantess.

Lyudmila was a little puzzled: "Why don't you give me a mace?" You're a better ...... at riding a gun."

Roland picked up his shield to repel the ochre that pounced on him, and smiled back at her, "My silly girl, don't you see that I still have a shield on my left hand?" It's too hard to use a big gun with one hand, it's not as dexterous as the mace, and besides, the monster has a sour stomach, and if you beat it, you will spray it out, and I have to block it for you in front, otherwise you will be miserable if you spray it in the face. ”

Lyudmila hurriedly grabbed her spear and took two steps back, nervously saying, "You have to be careful, too!" It's not handsome to be spit on the acid of that bastard. ”

"I'm thick-skinned, I'm not afraid!" Roland slammed his hammer into the ochre monster, the mace piercing the creature's soft skin, and a large amount of acid rained down on him. (To be continued.) )