"Really?" Gargamel's eyes narrowed into a slit, and he looked at Mo Fan with a suspicious gaze. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Of course." Mo Fan looked proud, raised his eyebrows and asked, "You don't believe it?" ”

"Unless you can tell what's going on inside that door, I won't believe it!" Gargamel looked at the human in front of her with a scrutinizing gaze, and it was only then that she began to look at the ordinary human.

"If I go into the first room, I can see that there is a big box with a dog sitting on it, and its eyes are very large, like a pair of teacups.

But I don't care about it! As long as you can give me your blue plaid apron, and I will spread it on the ground, and then I will quickly walk over and pick up the dog and put it on your apron, and then I will be able to open the box, and inside is a box of money, but it is all made of brass.

In the second room sat a dog, whose eyes were the size of a water wheel, and I would just put it on your apron and take the silver money from the chest. "The dog's eyes on the cash box in the third room are the size of a round tower, but I just have to put it on your apron and it won't hurt me, and then I can take the gold coins in this box." ”

After hearing this, Gargamel's face couldn't help but change drastically, and what the human in front of her said was exactly what she wanted to say, and her expression became a little panicked: "You really ...... Prophet? ”

"You should call me a revered prophet!" Mo Fan said shamelessly.

"Oh, I'm sorry, honorable prophet." Gargamel said respectfully, "I didn't know who you were to be so rude to you, please forgive me. ”

"I forgive you." The corners of Mo Fan's mouth rose slightly, and he couldn't help himself from laughing, if he hadn't read the whole collection of "Hans Christian Andersen's Fairy Tales" by heart, and the lighter box was one of his favorite fairy tales, he might not have been able to pretend to be this force.

"Thank you very much." Gargamel took out a blue plaid apron folded together from his pocket and handed it to Mo Fan, "Honorable Prophet, since you already know the way, I'm sorry for you. ”

"I'm here, no surprise." Mo Fan took the blue plaid apron, but immediately a choking smell came to his face, just like an old lady's footwrap.

He covered his nose, pinched the huge blue plaid apron, and began to inspect the properties.

Name: Blue plaid apron

Genre: Drama related

Rank: 4th Order

Function: Can keep three dogs in a place calm and peaceful!

Special Effects: None

Take-out copy: No

Note: There's some magic on it, it's the taste...... It's kind of weird!

"What the hell does this smell like?" Mo Fan pinched the blue plaid apron with two fingers, and he felt that the smell on it was not only choking, but also spicy to the eyes.

He really couldn't stand it, and immediately put the blue plaid apron into the storage space, only to feel that the time was instantly much fresher, glanced at Gargamel with a surprised face, and then said, "Hurry up and take out the rope, I'll go down and help you get the lighter."

"Okay." Gargamel saw Mo Fan suddenly turn his blue plaid apron into disappear, and he became even more convinced of the identity of the other party's prophet.

She hurriedly put her hand like a dead branch into her pocket again, and then pulled out a piece of hemp rope the thickness of a baby's arm, and kept pulling it out.

It took about a minute or so for her to pull out the whole hemp rope, which was at least more than a hundred meters long, from her seemingly bottomless pocket.

Then Gargamel nailed one end of the hemp rope to the ground, and Mo Fan also tied the other end tightly around his waist very consciously, he didn't want to taste the feeling of falling to death.

If the rope suddenly breaks and he really falls, he only hopes that he will die as soon as possible, in case he dies by then, it will definitely be painful.

The next thing is much simpler, Gargamel pulls the rope on it, and puts Mo Fan down one by one, without worrying about Gargamel's arm strength is not enough, because this 10,000-year-old virgin can carry Mo Fan with one hand.

However, before Mo Fan went down, he still asked a doubt in his heart: "Since you have all the tools, why don't you go down and get the lighter yourself?"

"Honorable Prophet, because I am cursed not to go down there." Gargamel pulled the spread, explained.

Mo Fan nodded, and then began to follow the cave wall, constantly falling, the surroundings became darker and darker, and after about a few minutes, Mo Fan found a pinch of light below.

He estimated that he was not far from the ground, and sure enough, after a while, he landed on the ground, and saw that there was a wide corridor beside it, lit with more than a hundred bright lights, very bright, and basically gentle with the description in the fairy tale.

Mo Fan untied the rope tied around his waist, and then walked down the corridor inside, and sure enough, after a while, he saw three wooden doors.

The first door is a puppy and a copper coin, the second door is a medium dog and a silver coin, and the third door is a big dog and gold coins!

Since the original book doesn't state which room the lighter box is in, he can only try his luck and simply start with the first room.

Mo Fan opened the first door, and a bright and empty room came into view, in the center of the room was a huge box, on which sat a dog the size of a calf.

Since he didn't know much about dogs, he couldn't tell what kind of dog it was, and he could only feel that it looked very majestic anyway.

The dog didn't look friendly, but after seeing Mo Fan, he grinned and showed his sharp teeth, and warm saliva flowed down the corners of his mouth, and the bloodshot dog's eyes showed strong desire!

"Anyway, the dogs in this game don't have rabies, right?" Mo Fan looked at the dog in front of him and said on a whim.

But he had to try it first if he had rabies or not, and he slowly approached the dog, and found that although the other party was grinning, he didn't rush up to bite him.

Only then did he take out the blue plaid apron and spread it aside, and then it took a lot of effort to carry the dog to the apron.

It was only at this time that Mo Fan discovered a problem, that is, there is an obvious difference between fairy tales and reality, fairy tales are originally for children, and they do not need rigorous logic.

So in fairy tales, soldiers can easily carry hundreds of pounds of dogs to blue plaid aprons, but now it is different.

Mo Fan had exhausted his strength to hug this dog the size of a calf, and what should he use to hug the two bigger dogs in the other two rooms?

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