Chapter 17: The Buried Past
Seeing that it was still early, Chen Mo was not in a hurry to move, thinking about the strange expression of the old guy from the mayor of the town, the cemetery at night seemed to be something special, Chen Mo had explored deep enough before, but he still didn't encounter anything special. The pen %fun %pavilion couldn't help but be a little curious www.biquge.info and decided to go and explore it again at night.
I went to the warrior trainer Grand's for a spin, but I didn't get anything. Chen Mo was a little bored, and decided to go to the tavern for a walk, this place where dragons and snakes are mixed, maybe there will be some interesting rumors.
Pushing the door in, the smell of alcohol was accompanied by noise, blind, lame, lame drunkards abound here, although they are all drunk, touting each other and frolicking, but when Chen Mo first came in, he clearly felt a moment of murderous aura, and then quickly relented. This killing intent was not coming at him, it was just because a stranger came in, and these people broke out unintentionally, although it converged in time, Chen Mo was still keenly aware of it.
It seems that these disabled people are not easy to mess with, Chen Mo suddenly thought that he was also a "disabled person", and couldn't help laughing at himself. I found a corner where no one was, sat down, ordered a glass of fruit wine, and began to listen to the gossip.
Before the wine could be served, a brawl broke out in the middle of the tavern, and as a man was thrown out of the tavern, a deafening burst of laughter erupted around. Just as the wine was being served, another brawl broke out. This tavern is really not simple, and the speed of the fight is faster than the speed of the drink.
Looking at the wine in half a pineapple that was served, Chen Mo didn't care, he picked up the straw and took a sip, this sip was slightly sour, slightly sweet, but Chen Mo hadn't smacked his chat for the second time, a stream of heat rushed directly from his mouth into his stomach, and then rushed straight to his head, his throat seemed to be burning, in this mixed place, Chen Mo didn't dare to make a big move, his face was red directly, and the top of his head began to sweat. This fruit wine is incomparably strong! Chen Mo only noticed the name of this wine at this time: strong pineapple wine. Just now, I noticed the pineapple, but I ignored the fierceness. Chen Mo was already a little fluttering at this time, but a conversation he heard in his ears made him sober up a little.
"I said old lame, have you heard, someone in the auction house has hung up a Yingdong, it's Yingdong, yes, it's over there, it seems that some of these little guys have already been over there, tsk, the movement is quite fast, has that cemetery not moved recently? How can these newcomers pass through, hey, I don't know how many people can be pitted this time."
As he spoke, there was another burst of laughter.
Chen Mo was shocked, the auction house's profit? It seems that some players got it from the rest of the town and took it back and sold it! Chen Mo suddenly became interested, shook his somewhat groggy head, and listened carefully.
But this crippled man, a combination of severed hands, talked about other topics. Moreover, some of the names of Abagon, Grandet, are mentioned in some topics, and when a certain person is mentioned, both of them are secretive and use "that person" instead. But whenever Chen Mo wanted to hear something more in-depth, the two changed the subject.
Thinking about the names of Abagun and Grande, Chen Mo instantly thought of the town elder and his professional mentor, it must be these two old guys, it turns out that these two old guys are really called miser names, I can't help but be a little curious, why do these NPCs hide their names, and where are the other two misers? It seems that these old guys have a lot of stories. However, thinking of the previous Yingdong coat and the high price listed at the auction, Chen Mo obviously couldn't sit still, and planned to leave for Rest Town immediately to find out the news of the Yingdong suit. Thinking of this, Chen Mo was a little excited, didn't pay attention, and took another sip of the liquor in front of him into the straw.
This time, Chen Mo didn't pay attention because he was thinking about something else in his heart, this time, he coughed directly and his face was red, and everyone in the tavern immediately turned their eyes to him, and instantly laughed loudly, Chen Mo didn't want to stay long, he left a few copper coins on the table to make wine money, and he wanted to leave when he got up, and when he stood up, Chen Mo felt his stamina, only to feel that all the objects in front of him began to distort, and then there was a staggering, stumbling, rolling and crawling journey, just a dozen or so steps, it was very difficult to walk, accompanied by a burst of laughter from behind, Chen Mo finally got out of the tavern. It's strange to say, this time out of the tavern, excited by the cool breeze outside, Chen Mo suddenly sobered up a lot.
Chen Mo suddenly thought of an unusual message. This time the game seems to be different, these NPCs are no longer just ordinary passers-by, they will also participate in the affairs of the players, and will also observe the actions of the players. Is this artificial intelligence in high-fidelity situations? Or is there actually a part of the NPC that is played by the employees of the game company?
Chen Mo's next goal is to rest in peace.
Coming outside the town again, Chen Mo found that many players were trying to cross this cemetery, and it seemed that the first echelon of the game had completed the strategy of the primary dungeon and started the follow-up mission. At this time, Chen Mo put his mind at ease, he was afraid that his actions would arouse the curiosity of others, but now it seems that there is no need at all. Everyone's destination is the same.
The cemetery in the daytime was no threat to Chen Mo, and soon Chen Mo came to the vicinity of the area he explored last time, where there were relatively few players, and although the number of skeletons was scarce, the level was extremely high, and Chen Mo had to be cautious.
As we went deeper into it, the fog in the cemetery gradually thickened. The players around him gradually lost their traces, and Chen Mo tried to exit this dense fog, and he could vaguely observe some players nearby. As soon as you step into this thick fog, the surrounding players will lose their traces again, it seems that this dense fog is similar to the design of the dungeon, and the players are independent of each other, I'm afraid there will be some level obstacles in front of it.
However, except for the black shadow hovering in the air occasionally to destroy Chen Mo's nervous spirit, there was no danger, and Chen Mo, who was nervous by the old man's hint that seemed to have some profound meaning, couldn't help but complain a little, he was really scared. In this way, there is a thrilling passage through this fog.
The first moment he stepped out of the fog, Chen Mo felt hunger, yes, a hunger without warning instantly swept Chen Mo. The accompanying system prompt made Chen Mo probably guess a little reason.
System Prompt: When the player leaves the range of Valhallic Town, the day and night alternate to 1/2 natural day.
It seems that once you leave the novice village, it seems that it is more difficult to survive in the game.
At this time, it was raining again in the sky, and the rain was not light.
At this time, the forest outside the cemetery was shrouded in a veil-like mist, and most of the rain flowed down the trunks of the trees to the ground, and occasionally a few drops of rain penetrated the dense branches and fell on Chen Mo's body, and the humid air permeated with the smell of mold. The forest path was muddy at this time. Chen Mo's boots were not waterproof and were quickly filled with mud. Waves of hunger launched an offensive against Chen Mo, and Chen Mo felt tired again at this time. Chen Mo hurriedly checked his attributes, except for a "muddy" DEBUFF, his health and other attributes were normal. Chen Mo sighed at this time. But Chen Mo didn't dare to relax his vigilance at all, and the rain destroyed the already poor visibility in the forest. This made Chen Mo always feel that there were some dangerous creatures in the forest staring at him, Chen Mo thought to himself, maybe it wasn't necessarily a creature, it was more likely to be those disgusting undead.
Fortunately, the road in the forest was not very long, and it didn't take long for Chen Mo to get rid of this mud and embark on the main road.
After getting on the main road, you can soon see the faint glow of the dim night lights in the rain, although it is still daytime, but this town surrounded by a huge forest obviously does not shine much sunlight, coupled with the rain, and the empty streets, it always makes people feel like the town is still at night, and there is a large cemetery, these, probably the origin of the rest of the town.
The town was small, nowhere near the size of Valhalla, and there weren't even any guards. There are also few shops or bustling pubs in this town. There is only one small inn that does not stand tall.
At this time, the doors of every household in the town were closed, so Chen Mo had to go to this small hotel first.
Entered the hotel, found a place near the fireplace and sat down, roasted his body, and poured the mud and sand in the boots clean, Chen Mo realized that his equipment was not wet at all. Chen Mo was still very hungry, and it seemed that he was going to eat in the game. This small inn didn't seem to have any decent food, but fortunately, Chen Mo was not very demanding, so he casually asked for some bread slices and hot milk, and after paying a few copper coins, Chen Mo began to carefully look at the other guests in the hotel.
It seemed that they were all NPCs, and there were two or three strange guests who caught Chen Mo's attention. They were all leaning on the side of their chairs with strange crossbows, big hats, long cloaks, and leather gloves, which were a little familiar.
Chen Mo thought to himself, it seems that this town is not very peaceful.
After a while, Chen Mo saw that the NPCs in the hotel began to leave the hotel one after another. The conspicuously dressed men also put their heads together, discussed something in a low voice, and left the hotel together.
Chen Mo finished eating his own things, and the feeling of hunger finally disappeared, but the taste of this bread was not very good, it tasted like chewing wax. After getting dressed, Chen Mo also went out of the hotel and found that the rain had stopped, and there were pedestrians on the street.
Everyone in the town didn't seem to notice Chen Mo, an outsider, and after walking around, Chen Mo had nowhere to go. About that Anna? Candela's descendants have no clue. Chen Mo thought about it, but there was nothing he could do, so he directly wore the oath of justice on his waist.
Chen Mo, who was wearing the badge, obviously attracted some strange glances, these people seemed to know this badge, but Chen Mo asked a few passers-by, and the other party was silent, just when Chen Mo was about to continue asking, an NPC who had been observing him suddenly lowered the brim of his hat and left quickly. There's something wrong with this guy! Chen Mo immediately reacted, and then quietly followed to find out.