"What are you doing with me?"

Zhang Lin heard the sound of the grinding of sackcloth clothes running behind him, and turned to look at Greelat, who was holding a small dog and following him.

Seeing Zhang Lin turn around, what Greillard wanted to say suddenly stopped in his mouth, until Zhang Lin was a little impatient, he hurriedly said, "My lord, do you need a place to live?" It may be difficult to find a place to stay in the undead settlement, and the villagers are a bit difficult to get along with, so I can take you to Loretana. ”

"Don't you want those things?" Zhang Lin looked at Graylart, this guy definitely didn't just want to provide him with a place to stay, he smiled but didn't break it.

Greillat was a little confused, but quickly shook his head, "There are few people in the village who dare to go out casually at night except for me, and I will pick them up later, and they won't run." ”

Seeing that this guy insisted on this, Zhang Lin did not refuse, but continued to walk in the direction of the village.

"Your Excellency, you're going in the wrong direction!" Greillard estimated that Zhang Lin acquiesced, and hurriedly shouted at Zhang Lin, who was going in the wrong direction.

"Who is Loretta?"

"Ah, what?" Greelat, who didn't know what he was thinking, heard Zhang Lin's question, and was stunned for a while before coming back to his senses, "She's just a stupid woman......"

Grerat's parents died a long time ago under the knife of the bandits, and at that time he lost hope of life when he was young, but Loretta took him in and took care of him all the time, although he said stupid women from time to time, Zhang Lin could hear that this guy was still trying his best to take care of the old woman.

"Looks like she's educated you well." Zhang Lin pouted and smiled.

"My lord, you're joking, haha, haha." Zhang Lin's praise made Guerrillat look a little cramped, and unconsciously hugged the puppy in his arms tighter, causing the little guy to whimper dissatisfied.

Zhang Lin shook his head, although this guy is a thief, his character doesn't seem to be bad, Zhang Lin doesn't mind continuing to contact him, because his understanding of this world is actually not very deep.

"You don't have to call me sir, I'm not a noble person." Zhang Lin paused, correcting Guerreratt's name along the way.

"But your outfit is not like that of ordinary people, just like the aristocratic lord who built a manor next to the settlement, and I don't know how he built a house in this place......" Greilat digressed as he spoke, and then looked at Zhang Lin, "I'm sorry, my lord, I'm a little unable to keep my mouth shut." ”

So it was a thief who had some chatter, Zhang Lin smiled and didn't care, "Then who do you think I look like?" ”

"Knights? No, I saw the golden light in your hand before, could it be a magician from Pieterheim? Grerath pondered as he looked at Zhang Lin from head to toe, "It can't be a priest, right?" ”

Zhang Lin shook his head, Graylart's guess was not an unfounded guess, but Zhang Lin's previous fighting style was too confusing, "Count it, my profession should be a thief, similar to you." ”

However, Zhang Lin felt that he seemed to be going further and further in the hodgepodge profession, relying on the Holy Light Crystal, he could still make a cameo appearance as a paladin or something, and the Holy Light version was blind? Try it next time.

As for Graylart, he had already opened his mouth wide at this time and looked at Zhang Lin with a look that you were teasing me, "Don't be kidding, where do you look like a thief?" ”

"You only know how to wrap yourself up and hide your identity, but you don't know that the best disguise is to make others believe that you are a thief at all." Zhang Lin began to instill in the other party the theory he had improvised and sounded reasonable.

At least Greilat was bluffed, and after thinking about it for a long time, he became more respectful to Zhang Lin, "My lord, please teach me how to become a better thief, no, a thief!" ”

Eh, I'll teach a fart, I'll teach, Zhang Lin felt that he had accidentally dug a hole for himself, so he had to pretend to be deep and not say more.

As for Graylart, he found that he seemed to be abrupt, or Zhang Lin was ready to test him again, so he silently continued to be his leading party.

After a bunch of paths, it was not until he crossed a stone bridge over a cliff that Zhang Lin followed the correct path that Guerrillat had pointed him to the village.

In the distance, you can only see the shadows of some houses in the dark, but when you get closer, you realize that it is a large village.

The entire undead settlement is scattered halfway up the mountainside, and rows of houses fill every corner of the view.

These houses are not much different from the wooden houses that Zhang Lin crashed into in the previous battle, except that a lot of wooden planks have been added to fix them, and even the roof is built with several layers of wooden planks.

The entrance to the village was directly opposite the royal city of Lothric, and a wide bridge that could accommodate a cavalry charge from the village was between the village and the city.

At the end of the bridge, you can see the huge city at the top of the mountain, and the dense spire roofs of the city make the walls look like a forest of rocks, and a closer look reveals that the city was not so much built on the top of the mountain as it was carved out of the mountain.

The settlement outside the city looked more like a haphazard shantytown, unplanned, just to be inhabitable, with a lot of dead wood on the roadside, forked branches like magic hands in the sky, and some corpses hanging upside down on the branches.

There are a lot of iron cages on the side of the road, and there are a large number of scrawny people in each iron cage regardless of whether they can be stuffed or not, their arms are weakly hanging on the iron frame of the cage, there is no crying, there is no wailing, only the eyes are blankly looking at the people passing by, if it is not for the occasional movement, they may be completely regarded as dead people, but this can basically be regarded as a corpse, and the undead will become irrational living corpses after the loss of humanity, and the cage is locked in such an existence.

"It is said that a long time ago, missionaries from the Dark Church came to the village and found a sacred ancient tree at the end of the village, they said that this tree could carry the curse of the undead and liberate the undead, so more and more undead people rushed here, and the village gradually began to be responsible for burying the undead, and after a long time, this place was also called the undead settlement." Greillat introduced the village to Zhang Lin as he walked, "But to be honest, we're in charge of disposing of some corpses that no one wants, and I don't know how much more can be buried under that big tree?" ”

Although it was already night, there were still people in the village, and the sporadic torches were too weak as street lamps, but the villagers were probably used to it, and even if it was pitch black, they would not roll down the stairs.

As he walked, the door of the wooden house on the side of the road suddenly opened, and a tall and thin villager walked out of the room carrying a large firewood knife more than half a meter long.

"Don't worry, after all, there are too many corpses, and there are always some people who have some quirks, just like this guy, who likes to run out at night to sharpen knives."

The villager grinned as if hearing Graylart's words.

Eventually, the two of them came to a simple two-storey wooden house, and Greilat pushed open the crooked wooden door and shouted inside, "Loretta, I'm back." ”