Yunmo walked along this desolate road step by step, and from time to time you could see the bones lying on the ground on both sides, I don't know when the travelers who visited here left, Yunmo squatted down and tried to search, but in the backpack of these corpses, he only found some sundries, rotten food, and a few ancient copper coins that did not know which country they belonged to. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info Yunmo searched all the way, but there were more than a dozen [Copper Coins of the Unknown Kingdom] in the backpack unconsciously, Yunmo also found two [rusty open/lock/device] on the bones of a suspected thief, and a piece of parchment with completely blurred words written on it, I don't know what it was for, these sundries are all of unknown origin, Yunmo can't even see the description of their items.

However, when walking on this road, Yunmo did not encounter any monster attacks, but the forests on both sides were still hearing the sharp roars and howls of unknown beings from time to time.

Under the swaying street lamp, Yunmo's shadow was also stretched for a long time on this road full of gravel and mud, deformed and distorted, as if there was an invisible ghost accompanying Yunmo.

Yunmo saw that the light point representing the cold spirit sand on the small map was getting closer and closer to her, the distance was less than eight hundred meters, she seemed to be on the road that Yunmo was walking, and she didn't know why, her travel speed was quite fast, almost every second The distance was several meters away from Yunmo, this speed, either she was rushing to the road, or she was riding something.

"Why are you so fast? It took me almost forty minutes to find this path. Yunmo asked curiously.

"I was born near this ancient road from the beginning, so I got one step ahead of you, but this road is really weird." Han Lingsha's voice sounded in the teammate's channel.

"Besides, I got a ride......

"Hitchhiking?" Yunmo asked in surprise, he did see relatively new ruts on this road, which proved that someone had passed by a car here, but Han Lingsha had encountered a hitchhiker so easily?!

"You'll know when you see it."

Before a few tens of seconds, Yunmo felt that the road under his feet was vibrating slightly, and the sound of horses' hooves stepping on the muddy ground was heard in the distance.

Both coachmen were dressed in tightly wrapped black casual trousers, with black cloaks fluttering in the wind behind them, and black cloth covering their heads, and one of the coachmen sitting in the carriage on the left was a little taller, but a cripple, with only half of his left leg left, and a wooden prosthetic leg; Han Lingsha sat next to the coachman of the carriage on the right and chatted with the coachman laughing and chatting, the coachman of the carriage on the right looked a little fat, his clothes were slightly bloated, and he was wearing a somewhat funny black top hat.

Both carriages had a family crest-like marking, a black owl with a snake in its mouth, pure golden eyes, and a piercing gaze.

"That's my companion who got lost in this forest." Han Lingsha saw Yunmo and pointed at Yunmo to the fat coachman beside him.

"Huh......" The two coachmen stopped the carriage in front of Yunmo one after another, turned their heads and looked at Yunmo with the cold gaze under their veils, and Han Lingsha smiled at Yunmo on the carriage and winked, waving his hand to say hello:

"See each other again so soon!"

"What's going on?" Yunmo asked confusedly. From his point of view, the two carriages were dark and dark, with a bit of British flavor, with ornate and delicate carvings on them, and the two mysterious coachmen dressed like masked English gentlemen, as if they had crossed over from the foggy capital of London during the Industrial Revolution.

"If we meet these well-wishers and are willing to give us a ride to the town of Lestrade, we might as well go and see what the town looks like instead of wandering through this forest full of walking corpses and undead?" Han Lingsha said.

He ...... Is he the partner you say? An old lady's sick voice came from the carriage where Han Lingsha was sitting, and Yunmo noticed that in the window of the carriage, a thin hand lifted the black cloth blocking the window, and an old woman with a black hair trim on her head and a thin face poked her head out of the window, and looked at Yunmo with the two cloudy eyes in her sunken eye sockets that seemed to belong to a skeleton.

"He looks like a very good boy." The old lady seemed to laugh with satisfaction, but with her skinny appearance, she only gave a chill on her back.

"Are you ......," Yunmo asked hesitantly.

"Young man, come closer and speak, my ears are not good, I can't hear what you're saying." The old grandmother said slowly.

"Don't worry too much, Aunt Mei is a very good person." Seeing Yunmo's expression of "this is definitely a problem", Han Lingsha had an unsuspecting and innocent look.

Yunmo had no choice but to bite the bullet and slowly stepped forward under the "kind" gaze of this old grandmother, Yunmo only felt that this old grandmother's gaze was extraordinarily penetrating, as if she could see through everything on Yunmo's body.

"Sure enough...... You are also a heroic spirit, those ancient heroes who were once hidden in history, but now they are like explosions all over the world, and I am really lucky to be able to meet two noble heroic spirits in a hurry! The old woman said with a smile.

"Lord Heroic Spirit, my wife, my name is Mephistopheles, and I opened an orphanage in the small town of Lestrade to take in many children who lost their relatives in the dark ages, you can call me Aunt May, those children call me that. Of the two coachmen, the fat one was called Austin, and the lame one was called the tall one...... Call...... I forgot ...... old woman," the old woman touched her gray hair, and looked embarrassedly at the tall, thin, lame coachman who had been sitting there silent.

"MacDonald." The tall and lanky driver simply said his name, his voice hoarse.

"The Immortal Masters are here, there must be a vicious creature to hunt down, and we, as mortals who are hungry for fire, must spare no effort to help you! You don't need to have too many worries and concerns. Austin, the fat coachman sitting next to Han Lingsha, also said with a smile.

"The night is still long, Lord Immortal must be tired after so long hunting, if you want to go with us to the town of Lestrade for a little rest, get in the car." Aunt Mei urged Yunmo to come.

Yunmo had no choice but to sit in MacDonald's carriage on the right, after all, Han Lingsha had already gotten into the carriage, and it was not easy for Yunmo to part ways with her when he finally met, although he felt that this so-called Aunt Mei looked suspicious, but Yunmo also knew that although Han Lingsha looked innocent, she was also a very shrewd girl, since she chose to believe in this group of people, Yunmo could only believe her, she must have her own intentions.

The two coachmen whipped their horses, and the carriage began to rumble on this ancient and desolate road again, with the same woods on both sides, and the crimson moon in the depths of the sky, coupled with such a group of black-clad coachmen driving under the moon, there was indeed a feeling of the opening of an English Gothic horror story.

[Current Triggered Mission: An Unforgettable Trip.]

Description: On the deserted Ancient Siren Road, you meet the mysterious old Mephistopheles and invite you to take a ride.

Objective: Take a horse-drawn carriage ride with Mephistopheles to the small town of Lestrade

Mandatory conditions: The player cannot die, Mephistopheles cannot die, and the two carriages cannot be damaged, otherwise the mission will fail]

The moment Yunmo got into the carriage, such a system prompt popped up in front of him.

"Lord Immortal, I haven't asked for your name yet?" MacDonald, who was in the same car as Yunmo, was a stuffy gourd, but Austin, the fat coachman, asked with a familiar face.

"My name is the Silent One." Yunmo simply said his name.

"Lord Mo, do you and Lord Hanlingsha remember the events of our past era?" Austin blurted out such a strange question.

"We've just woken up, and we don't remember much about the past world." Yunmo followed the developer's answer to the setting of the Heroic Spirit, if he talked to these NPCs in the game, they were just a piece of data, rashly indicating his identity as a player. It will only cause itself to be severely punished by the system for "destroying the worldview of the game", so in the game world, Yunmo will naturally communicate with NPCs in a tone suitable for the game.

"It's also the Heroic Soul who has just woken up, and it's really unsettling that so many Heroic Spirits have suddenly woken up recently, Lord Silent One, are you wandering along this Siren Road that almost no one will pass through, do you want to track down some heretical and evil existence?" Austin asked seemingly casually.

"Actually, we don't have any purpose, we have just woken up, we don't even know who we are, we are thrown into such a big world at a loss, we are just wandering aimlessly." Han Lingsha took over the words, and when she said this, the expression on her face seemed to be very much integrated into the atmosphere, with a little confusion and sadness.

"That's right...... There is no need for the newborn Heroic Soul to be so confused. Aunt Mei, the old lady who had been sitting in the back carriage and listening quietly to the conversation, suddenly said faintly: "Since you have been reborn in this world, your past is irrelevant. If you want to find solace in the emptiness and confusion in your hearts, the old woman has a suggestion for you. ”

"What kind of advice?" Yunmo has now begun to gradually feel how high the intelligence of the NPCs in this game is, and if you communicate with an old lady you meet on the side of the road, you will feel that you are talking to a living human rather than a virtual program.

"Why don't you go hunt some monsters......" The old woman let out an eerie laugh, "Isn't the so-called Heroic Spirit a weapon used by the gods to kill heretics?" Hunt down heretics, and then experience death a few more times, so that you may be able to regain a little bit of your ......."

"The real feeling of being alive." Yun Mo clearly saw a trace of red light flashing there in the deep sunken eyes of the smiling head that the old woman poked out of the car window.