In fact, in this labyrinth, most of the little monsters are similar to Banya, very simple and cute, with an unusually simple mind, and if you can eat and drink enough, you will never make trouble, and you have never thought of going to the outside of the maze to rob the house, and be the enemy of humans or something.

To put it bluntly, they are actually equivalent to a group of wild animals that have no quarrel with the world, and as long as humans do not take the initiative to provoke them, they are basically harmless.

Of course, those high-level monsters or demons may have all kinds of bad intentions, but these Moody's have no way of knowing for the time being.

The place where Moody and Panya lived was a ruined area on the top floor of the labyrinth.

There were a lot of dilapidated houses that could barely be lived in, and Moody and Panya lived in one of them at random.

After entering the ruins area, before Moody and Banya could return home, a dark goblin named Duqi ran over with tears in his eyes and said, "Oh no, Da Zhuang was killed by a human brave man when he went out to forage for food today!" Now everyone is holding a mourning party for him, Brother Moody, Brother Panya, are you going? ”

Moody sighed when he heard this, this is the labyrinth, although every day there are human Kaizi who is robbed of not even his underwear, but there will also be many mobs killed by humans.

As for the big strong in Du Qi's mouth, he is actually a cute two-headed dog, and it can be regarded as a pet dog shared by everyone in the ruins area.

So Moody and Banya were not in a hurry to go home for dinner, and hurried to the open space in the middle of the ruins to participate in the mourning ceremony of Dazhuang.

At this time, Da Zhuang was naturally already dying, lying peacefully on a pile of wood, seemingly to be cremated.

An elderly dark goblin was tearfully reading the eulogy, and the mobs around him were wiping tears from time to time.

This is the first time Moody has participated in the mourning ceremony in the ruins area, and he also sighs in his heart that these monsters are so loving, and he wants to cry.

"Guys, it's gone, but it will remain in our hearts forever, all right, start roasting...... Ahem, start ignition! After reading the eulogy, the old goblin wiped his tears and said.

Moody's tears were already rolling in his eyes, and when he suddenly heard the word "baked", he suddenly felt that the whole person was a little bad.

It's no wonder that the shape of the pile of wood is a bit debatable......

Also, how do you feel like this old goblin's saliva is about to come out?

Sure enough, the atmosphere of the mourning ceremony began to be wrong, and the onlookers also echoed at this time: "Yes, we not only want Da Zhuang to live in our hearts, but also let him integrate into our flesh and blood...... Cough...... It's after the cremation, let's not waste ......"

"I agree, Da Zhuang was so honest and cute when he was alive, he would definitely not mind, right, Da Zhuang, you answer me, Da Zhuang, woo woo...... By the way, which of you brought salt? ”

"Bring it, all kinds of spices!"

"Which of you has the best barbecue skills? Let the guy with good cooking skills come, don't waste this good meat! ”

At this time, Moody's brain was already in a state of shutdown, and these guys had just mourned Da Zhuang with a handful of snot and tears, and in the blink of an eye, they were all drooling and ready to have a barbecue meeting? What about the fact that Da Zhuang is everyone's good pet?

Banya on the side heard someone asking who had good cooking skills, and subconsciously pointed to Moody: "In terms of cooking skills, it must be our boss's good cooking skills!" ”

As soon as these words came out, all the mobs focused on Moody.

"It's the new living corpse Moody, it does look like a bit of cooking."

"If you're good at cooking, hurry up and come over to help, and everyone can share a little more with you later."

Moody shook his head helplessly, in fact, he also understood these guys, after all, the food in the maze was very scarce, and it was understandable to be in line with the principle of not wasting it.

It's just that Moody, as a person who has also had pets on Earth, will never accept this kind of behavior, and it may be time to start reforming these uncivilized mobs.

"I don't agree, Da Zhuang is everyone's pet, how can you eat pets, those that can be eaten are not called pets, but should be called livestock!" Moody stood up and said righteously: "Think about it, how lovely Da Zhuang was when he was alive, once a brave man appeared nearby, it would immediately roar loudly to remind everyone, how much danger has this avoided for everyone, and you can also go down in this way?" ”

"Why can't I put my mouth down, even when Da Zhuang is still alive, every time I see its fat hind legs, I don't know how many times I drool......" These words were said by the old goblin who was still reading the eulogy just now.

"Hey, what a coincidence, I always like to drool when I look big......"

"The hind legs of the big strong belong to me, draw the sword!"

Seeing that the scene was about to start chaotic again, Moody hurriedly said loudly: "Stop, okay, I promise you, as long as you don't eat Da Zhuang, I will personally cook better food for you!" ”

In order to match Moody's words, Banya demonstratively waved the mace in his hand.

"It's right to listen to the boss, hehe, if you can eat the food made by the boss himself, you can steal the fun!"

Banya is a relatively powerful existence in this ruin area, but now that he has an enchanted armor, he is even more courageous, anyway, no one in the ruins area dares to argue with him.

So the most ferocious monsters first looked at Da Zhuang's hind legs, then looked at Panya's mace, and then showed a heartfelt smile and said: "Of course this is no problem, I have long heard Brother Panya talk about how superb your cooking skills are, and today I finally have the honor to taste it." ”

"yes, I really despise you guys who brought spices in advance, won't your conscience hurt!?"

"What the hell, then why do you bring lemons, you want to use them to pour on the barbecue to relieve greasy, right?"

Moody didn't bother to listen to these guys anymore, and just waved his hand, signaling that they could come with him.

Naturally, it is not possible to show off his cooking skills, and only in the dilapidated house where he and Banya live can there be various tools that Moody has collected and DIY.

Moody glanced back, and most of the people who came with him were lazy and lazy dark goblins, and there were eight of these guys alone, including Dooch and the old goblins, who were more familiar with Moody.

Then there are three kobolds like Panya, and a guy who looks like Frankenstein, and everyone calls him Bruce, covered in stitches and threads, and two huge screws embedded in his temples.

These dozen or so monsters, plus a dark elf who did not show up, are all the intelligent creatures in this ruined area, and those lower-level monsters who have not yet opened their spiritual intelligence will naturally not come to participate in any mourning ceremonies.