In the zigzag corridor on the second floor, Zhu Shubing and Chen Liu did not pose as the traditional camp of warriors in front of the mage, but walked side by side like rookies.

However, anyone who knows the number of times they encountered danger in the past ten minutes or so will know that the solemn expressions on the faces of the two of them, as well as their vigilant and cautious actions along the way, are not a false show effect.

In fact, if Chen Liu hadn't been focused enough to take out a straw figure from the inventory in a difficult task in time, and replace it with a straw man and Zhu Shubing, who was about to fall into a gap in space, then in addition to Li Jia, the people who are lost now will probably have to add Zhu Shubing alone.

After this incident, Zhu Shubing, who had survived the catastrophe, had a new long sword in his hand, and the weapon that replaced it was a long sword with a low sharpness and enchantment level, called [Song of the Adventurer]. However, although this item only has the enchantment attribute of Black Iron, it can warn the wielder of vibration before they encounter danger, which is a miracle in the current situation.

Compared with the calm female man, Chen Liu was much nervous. Along the way, she also grabbed Zhu Shubing's left arm, her little face was tense, and she looked quite dignified, which made her feel less love.

And what she and Zhu Shubing thought was not far behind, and she also thought that in this task that exuded strange feelings everywhere, simple combat effectiveness and the ability to prevent danger were not as important.

In fact, after she was injured by the hidden trap for the third time, she had already put away the [Windtalker's Sigh] staff, which focused on attacking quickly, and replaced it with a seal-type special item with passive earth elemental defense, [Earth Flow Binding], which was purchased at a high price from the Dawu Dynasty.

"It's coming," as the better of the two. Zhu Shubing took on the responsibility of being distracted and looking at the map. And when the two of them were about to approach their destination, they reminded: "Follow the map of those exorcists." We turn one more corner and we will see the secondary bedroom, and there may be a fight. ”

Chen Liu, who was walking behind, was stunned for a moment. Frowning, he paused for a few seconds before asking, "Do you need me to change back to the Windtalker's sigh?" ”

"Hmm......" Zhu Shubing thought back to the dangers the two of them had encountered so far, and felt that the battle in this mission could either be solved by herself, or the level of the evil spirit in the hall, and the two of them were hanging together, so she said: "Protect yourself first, depending on the situation." ”

"It's up to you." The nervous Chen Liu subconsciously squeezed Zhu Shubing's arm, but still said optimistically: "And." Maybe it's just the location of the next clue, and we just need to reason and search. ”

"Hopefully." Zhu Shubing replied casually, but he didn't expect it in his heart - after all, a heroic mission cannot lack combat elements, just as a detective novel cannot be without prisoners.

It's the law.

Soon, the two of them quickly walked through the empty hallway, walking for about twenty seconds, and finally came to the sister of the journalist's owner. It was in front of the bedroom of the castle's heir.

Although the slightly dilapidated gate in front of him is inconspicuous, in the eyes of Chen Liu, who has spent a long time studying the historical materials of "Annopoque", this place also has its flashy past.

At least the door was full of cracks on the threshold and front, and the carvings and patterns above it were beautiful. It is obviously an imitation of the nave of the Orthodox Cross Cathedral, giving people a majestic style and feeling.

Chen Liu cautiously stepped forward under Zhu Shubing's protection, and first used his skills to detect whether there was a magic trap on the door. After confirming that everything is in order. She stroked the wooden side of the door with her right hand, a mage's glove.

The next moment, however, she immediately withdrew her right hand. His face changed suddenly, revealing a look of astonishment. As a matter of fact. She had no idea that the wood of this gate, which was carved with the sacred category, would be a Black Sea pear.

The Black Sea pears are mainly produced in the realm of the undead, but in fact, as long as they are in the land of the undead, they are all likely to be produced. And even in the Orthodox Cross diocese, in some remote places that even the diocese to which they belong is too lazy to manage, there will be great nobles who do not know life and death and take risks to cultivate and sell privately.

It's just that the Black Sea pears are too precious, even if the wood is yellow and red, and the new wood with a slightly worse life, its price is enough for the lord to arm a team of armored cavalry armed to the teeth, and it is also maintained.

As for the wood-colored bird red, two or three people surrounded the thick old wood, that was no longer a level that ordinary lords could have. If you don't have enough strength to force your hands, then within half a day of your old wood, the priests of the Orthodox Cross Sect will use the level of force against the heretical church to surround your castle and burn your entire family at the stake while you enjoy the old wood.

And there is only one reason why the Black Sea floating pear, which has no pleasant fragrance, is slightly toxic, and is susceptible to infection when it comes into contact with hand wounds.

After a long period of contact with the human race, the soul can be enhanced, which is equivalent to prolonging life......

That's all, but it can make all the strength show time no longer an inch, and the crazy pursuit of the high position that is approaching. In fact, if it weren't for the Orthodox Cross Sect to relax the restrictions on the possession of this wood, the Undead Realm would probably be able to subdue many noble lords of "noble" character without bloodshed.

Taking half a step back, Chen Liu said in a low voice: "This is the Black Sea floating pear, it's really unbelievable, this kind of old wood-grade wood is actually just used to make a door?" ”

After listening to his explanation, Zhu Shubing pondered for a moment, and suddenly said in a deep voice: "Think about the information originally written in that diary, if it is really as you said, I am afraid that this matter is not simply about this family, and the things behind it may be far from being able to deal with it." ”

Reminded by her, Chen Liu suddenly recalled in his heart that the owner of the diary had written that when they bought this castle, the price they used should be extremely low, after all, their father died, and their property was not rich, so it should be impossible for such a precious log as Black Sea driftwood to exist in this castle. Equally suspicious is the seller's performance, which seems to be eager to sell the castle, as if he is unaware of the existence of logs.

Thinking about it this way, I am afraid that there is another inside story, and this family that is not at peace after death may be just a chess piece in the eyes of some characters, or maybe it is not as good as a chess piece in the eyes.

glanced at Zhu Shubing, and both of them could see each other's solemnity. Although they are not the first to encounter hero-level missions, they have never encountered this kind of mission with chaotic intelligence, mixed true and false, and vaguely revealing a terrifying background, and they can't help but be apprehensive.

Afraid that it would change later, Zhu Shubing turned his heart sideways, and didn't think much about it, pressed the door with one hand, pressed the sword with the other, and said in a deep voice: "Let's talk about it when we go in." ”

At the moment when Chen Liu nodded blankly, Zhu Shubing slammed open the door, and at the same time concentrated on the [Song of the Adventurer]. As soon as there was a half-minute vibration from the hilt, she could react in an instant, and cut in half anything that might have approached the two of them, but--

But there was no one in there at all.

In this large, unsheltered, damp, and moldy room, there was nothing moving at all, and Zhu Shubing could determine this at a glance. Like the room where they harvested their diaries, this room is built of a mixture of stone and wood, with beds and windows decorated with elegant carvings, and interior walls with some yellowish wool and fabric curtains, giving it a sense of old-world Western luxury.

Directly opposite the entrance, the bed in the bedroom is shrouded in a scattered blue tulle curtain. The slightly rust-colored shelves above were eerie, and faintly, she could see the dark red marks of the class on the bed, and she could also feel an oppressive atmosphere in the room.

Anyone could have noticed that there had been one or more murders here, and even if no one had proven it, she hadn't seen it happen. But even the most dull person probably won't deny this, there is no doubt about it.

The strange thing is that the blood stains on the bed have long since dried up, but Zhu Shubing's nose is always filled with a strong smell of blood, as if a person has just died, and the blood has just flowed, and the smell remains in the room for a long time, hovering on the bed and unwilling to leave.

Shaking his head at Chen Liu to indicate that there was no danger in it, Zhu Shubing stepped into it first. There were no creatures in the room or around it, not to mention birds, not even a single spider, not to mention the annoying spider webs.

As for the furniture, it is all in this room, and after washing over time, not only does it not look old, but it adds a lot of flavor. It's just that even Chen Liu, who is the most enthusiastic about this, has no excitement or joy at this time, just looks around seriously, trying to find clues.

And although the two of them are not good at this type of puzzle-solving task, as a professional popular live broadcaster, they still have the consciousness they should have. Even if they can't deduce the general situation of the mission from the clues, practice makes perfect, and they are quite familiar with the methods of searching for clues.

Under the protection of the [Song of the Adventurer], the two of them tacitly dispersed to search, Chen Liu walked quickly to the desk with the seal in hand, moving quickly, and skillfully flipped through the books and stationery scattered all over the table.

Zhu Shubing, on the other hand, first searched all the drawers and shelves in the room, regardless of the fact that the age of these furniture may be several times older than hers, and her actions were rude, almost like moving and demolishing. It's a pity that this room is obviously just an ordinary bedroom, not to mention things with magical power, even a weapon that can cut people at a sharp point, there is not half a piece.

Unable to find anything useful in the furniture, Zhu Shubing rolled his eyes and set his sights on the bed shrouded in a tulle curtain. Her eyes swept over the dark red marks on the bed, and without thinking much about it, she first swept it with her hand to find nothing, and then pushed the bed vigorously to remove it.

Soon, the soft bed exposed the solid wood plank underneath her under her violence, and at the head of the bed, Zhu Shubing saw the clue she wanted - a key and a pair of scissors.

She first carefully picked up the key and looked at it for a while, then picked up the scissors and put them in front of her eyes to look closely.

I saw that the scissors were full of weird magic lines, but the lines were covered with dust. She blew vigorously and waved it a few more times before the scissors revealed their true colors with red lines on a black background. (To be continued......)

PS: Sorry for finishing this chapter late!