Chapter Seventy-Three: The Ghost Clown
Still haven't found a way out, and it's already midnight in the middle of the night. The sound of the wind came from the dark iron windows of the dungeon. The guards of the cell in Iron Helmet City are really strict, they will rotate every few hours, and when they were caught, the bows and arrows and quivers on Qing Chi's body were confiscated, and even the arm blades were not spared, which made her very depressed, she knew that she should have brought a set of replacement equipment in her backpack, and her behavior this time was still a little reckless. Even Hal felt that something was tricky, it must not be so simple, and she swaggered to come to Iron Helmet City to rescue the soldiers.
Qing Chi sighed again, a little sullen. Suddenly, several voice messages popped up in the personal channel. Qing Chi looked at the wandering and shaking news column, and for some reason a trace of excitement suddenly appeared in his heart.
"Are you in the City of Thorns? I've heard there's something going on. The dark camp has begun to act, and the dark players of the southern continent have gathered and are ready to be led by the dark city lord to attack the misty city of the southern continent. This duel between the two camps is not accidental, and the demon gods of other continents will also act together. I made some potions to resist the corrosion of darkness, and asked Yuan, Ming, and Qing to come to the Southern Continent to trade with me for a while. Also, I miss you. There was a smile in the wandering voice. This man is really getting more and more undisguised, obviously they have only met in the past few days.
Qing Chi teased: "Hmph, you are really a traitor in the dark camp." How many people don't know you're a spy? Drift raised his voice slightly: "Oh? When you say this, many people probably guess that I am a traitor. But they can't do anything about me, after all, I'm the first lord of the dark camp, and strength is more important than evidence, Xiaoqingchi, are you right? Qing Chi snorted twice: "You should be proud!" I'm in Iron Helmet prison now. ”
Drift narrowed his eyes: "Then I'll go to rob the prison, but the end may be a bit miserable, and it will never return." It's okay like this, and we have to go to Huangquan together when we die. Qing Chi was amused by his serious seriousness, and said angrily: "Let me die with you, dream!" Even she didn't notice the coquettishness in her tone.
Drift smiled softly, and the deep and mellow voice made the corners of Qing Chi's mouth unconsciously hooked.
"What prison are you in prison? Is there anything special about it? Wandering suddenly thought of something.
Qing Chi glanced around the prison: "I'm in the deepest room in the dungeon. It doesn't seem like there's anything special. Hey? There are blood-red marks on the walls that look like some kind of writing...... But I can't read the language. ”
The wandering tone suddenly became affirmative: "That's the text of the fallen mage, and it says Midnight Bell. When I was in prison here, I did a special assignment. From time to time, the prison will spawn red-eyed cockroaches and plague rats, and killing these two monsters will drop cockroach eyes and rat tails. Before midnight, a short guard will come and make rounds. When the time comes to bribe this guard, he will secretly open his package with something in it that you can exchange for drops. There are potions to wash the red name, and there are unpalatable dry bread and water to replenish your stamina. On top of that, the guard's inventory has a worn-out brass bell that says quest items. I wanted to give it a try, but when the countdown to the prison ended, I was automatically teleported out. Maybe you can give it a try, wait until midnight, ring this brass bell, maybe there will be a turnaround. ”
Qing Chi kept these in his heart, and couldn't help but ask again: "How did you get locked up?" How did you bribe that guard? I've tried to bribe the guards before, but they're all selfless. ”
Drift smiled: "Ah, because I killed a lot of people, I became a big red name, and unfortunately I happened to be attacked by a certain player and sent to prison when I only had blood left. At that time, I was bored, I couldn't go out, I was so hungry that my body was red, and I stayed here for a week, counting cockroaches to get by. As for the guard, I saw that he secretly wore a Fallen Mage's badge, and this NPC is anything but ordinary. ”
Qing Chi touched her nose, she didn't expect that she would have such an embarrassing experience when she was wandering. If those slain players knew that Qing Chi sympathized with the executioner, they would probably be so angry that they would vomit blood again. No one in this Destiny Continent can snatch away the wandering things, and the "wandering things" are very extensive. Including the ownerless, or the half-beaten field boss that others haven't gotten their hands on, or the ones that haven't been covered in the backpack yet.
Ten minutes until midnight. Footsteps could be heard in the quiet dungeon. A short guard yawned with an oil lamp, stretched, and glanced at the locked cell door as he prepared to return. At this moment, Qing Chi stopped him faintly: "Hey, I know your secret, you have a badge of a fallen mage. ”
The short man suddenly stopped and lowered his voice vigilantly: "Who are you!" How do you know? ”
Qing Chi shook his head and sighed: "Alas. Unfortunately, although I am about to become a death row inmate, I also have a belief in goodness. There is a fallen mage in Iron Helmet City, I must report this matter to the guards, and I believe that the wise city lord will find out the truth. Just as Qing Chi finished saying this, the short guard's face changed, and he lowered his voice: "Hey! Prisoner, let's make a deal. I'm sure there's something here that interests you. Qing Chi nodded reluctantly: "Okay then." ”
Midnight hours became eerily silent, and the dungeon was as silent as death. Qing Chi glanced at the game time on the system bar and slowly rang the copper bell in his hand. The ringing pierced through the eardrums and disappeared into the eerie darkness.
"Oops, there's another stupid guy in there, hee-hee." Creepy laughter came from the gloomy dungeon, and the lights went on, giving rise to a feeling of horror. The laughter seems to be in this prison.
"Hee-hee, come to me! Guess where I am? The eerie laughter rang out again. Qing Chi frowned, and when he caught a glimpse of a white shadow in the corner of a certain straw, he jumped up and kicked away the haystack, and the skull of a skeleton spun around the ground a few times, hitting the wall and turning blood red.
"Oh! Damn human, you hurt me! "A transparent ghost floated out of the skull. It made what it thought was a scary gesture in an attempt to scare the human huntress who knew nothing about the sky. However, Qing Chi just took a step back in disgust, clasped his hands to his chest, and raised his eyebrows: "Are you a clown?" ”
"Nope! Please don't call me a clown, I'm called a ghost clown. The clown ghost fluttered up and down: "It was your dark ** who summoned me." Listen, everyone who sees me is going to play a game with me. As long as you can win, I'll show you the way out of here. If you lose, your body is mine. ”
"What game?" A sharp light flashed in Qing Chi's eyes. It's better to sit here and wait to die.
"It's simple, the game of lies." The ghost clown fluttered, his eyes shining with an evil light of temptation.