Chapter 37: The Hidden Secrets of the Ruins of the Waste Stone (Asking for a Red Ticket)
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Chapter 37: The Hidden Secrets of the Ruins of the Waste Stone (Asking for a Red Ticket)
Zhou Yiping suddenly remembered that the task of this fragment five was to 'find Saida's father', that is, to 'retrieve' for his aunt. As long as the two of them are together, this 'recovery' action is completed. That's why the mission will be completed.
What a mistake. If he hadn't thrown the uncle to the ground just now, he wouldn't have woken up and screamed, and if he hadn't screamed, he wouldn't have attracted the aunt to come over. Maybe you'll miss it here.
Anyway, I'm in luck! Zhou Yiping thought so, and immediately glanced at the reward of the hidden mission: three random B-level cards! It's a strategy type card!
I don't know what a strategy card is, but it's a B-grade one that should be better than Mermaid's Tears, or three! Zhou Ping was drooling when he saw it.
Uncle and aunt parted from life and death, and didn't pay attention to Zhou Yiping's gaffe at all.
The three returned to the cabin. Zhou Yiping took a shower and was taken to a simple cabin, and slept until dawn. Didn't think about the hidden quest that was started at all. There's no limit to the countdown anyway.
Wake up in the morning and go outside the house. It's not noon, but it's already 25 degrees. It's really the same as my deduced last night, the temperature difference between day and night has reached more than 30 degrees.
Saida, Saiya and their parents were happy on the grass in front of the house. The aunt is sewing and mending the uncle's clothes, and her GG uniform is also hanging on the rope and drying. The uncle is playing a chase game with the children.
Zhou Yiping looked at this scene and remembered that he had made up the reunion of their family. What kind of family is a family if it doesn't have a father? And I killed my dad with my own hands.
Would you regret it if you could turn back time? No! Never!
The uncle saw that Zhou Yiping got up and went up in person to express his gratitude. The strap on the uncle's head reminded him of the danger of last night's swamp. I almost threw my life into it for this hidden mission. Is it really worth it?
It's better to wait until the time of the dungeon is up, as Yin Shacia said. After all, he was lucky enough to teleport to the south of the city, an area where there are relatively few centaurs. If you don't do anything, you save your uncle's kindness by yourself. Staying for 72 hours shouldn't be a problem. At least they can eat and drink for free here for a few days.
But what's the fun in that. The purpose of Monday Ping is to play this game seriously and enjoy it. The hidden dungeon was opened with all his might, and this is a once-in-a-millennium opportunity! Fight for three B-rank cards! I'm going to impress everyone! Even in this need to be a copy of the body lì will not lose to Chen Ji.
In Zhou Yiping's heart, Chen Ji is not only a good friend, but since entering this competitive internal game, he wants to live him in all aspects. Chen Ji slowly became the target of Zhou Yiping. At least that's what I thought in the copy of the test body.
The aunt led everyone into the house. It's time for lunch, but it's just breakfast for Monday Ping.
It was only at this time that Zhou Yiping remembered the hidden mission of the waste stone labyrinth, and asked the uncle about the detailed process of finding the countess's white bones.
The uncle didn't answer, but asked cautiously: "I heard from my insiders this morning that you are a merchant from overseas, and you came to this island only after the ship sank?" ”
Zhou Yiping nodded, picked up a piece of mutton and stuffed it into his mouth. I consumed a lot of body yesterday, and now it's almost noon, and I'm already hungry.
"But it's calm here, and there's no reef. I've lived in so long and I've never heard of a capsizing. I guess my brother was sent by the queen to find out the real cause of Irene's death! Uncle said mysteriously. Otherwise, you wouldn't have kept asking about the Count of Sesa! ”
Zhou Yiping stopped chewing. To admit or not to admit? According to the tone of the aunt before, she especially hated the Count of Sesa. Although the Count of Cesa brought many dead people back to life, he also caused the disaster of the demihumans.
"Not bad! I was sent by the Queen. Ever since she married her daughter to the Count of Césa. I've always been very worried. Now Her Royal Highness the princess has died in some labyrinth within a few years of marriage. Her Majesty has always suspected that there are ghosts in this! ”
Zhou Yiping tried his best to speak seamlessly. Think of yourself as an envoy sent by the Queen: "If you cooperate with me, not only can you live in the Queen's main city in the future, but you can also be guaranteed to be a viscount or something!" Zhou Yiping sat up straight as he spoke, posing like a big man!
"Haha, that's true. It seems that I, the guard, have not been in vain. The sense of smell is still very sensitive. "Uncle apparently thought he was the Sherlock Holmes of the new century, if he knew who Sherlock Holmes was.
"I don't want to be a viscount, and that kind of life is not comfortable. As long as I am the Queen's personal soldier, I will be satisfied. Haha how? "This uncle will open a dyeing shop if he gives some color. I really thought I was a character.
Zhou Yiping was dumbfounded, thinking, "Still idle?" Who would dare to ask you to be a soldier? Trick people and monsters, forget about raising the elderly, and still go to the queen to scourge? ”
But I still nodded in agreement, it's fake anyway. Let's get out the secrets of the labyrinth first. Uncle must know something, otherwise he wouldn't talk about conditions.
"No problem. Just tell me everything you know. Not to mention the pro-soldiers, according to your mind, you can actually expose my identity with a few words. You can be promoted to be the captain of the pro-soldiers! Zhou Yiping continued to hold the other party to the sky.
The uncle glanced at the aunt proudly: "It seems that I retired too early." ”
Zhou Yiping is really full of black lines after listening to it!
But then the uncle put away his smile, turned to Zhou Ping and said mysteriously: "I suspect that Erin didn't die at that time!" That white bone isn't hers! ”
Zhou Yiping was first shocked when he heard this, and then said tentatively: "You mean that you suspect that the Count of Sesa will change the tanuki for the prince?" ”
"Tanuki for the prince? What is that? The uncle touched his head: "What kind of cat is a tanuki?" Is Prince meaty? ”
Is Prince meaty? Zhou Yiping almost fainted with laughter after hearing this. It seems that the uncle has not only never heard of a tanuki, but also understands the prince as some kind of animal.
"Oh! This is the proverb of the royal city where we are. That is to say, to use the fake instead of the real to get by. Zhou Yiping pressed his chest, finally calming down. He is a big man, the queen's envoy, and he can't lose his temper. Zhou Yiping kept talking about himself so that he could get into the role.
"Yes, yes, yes! It's right to fool around. But I guess there's no real white bones, didn't I say it? I don't think Erin is dead, still trapped in that labyrinth. ”
"Uncle, why do you feel this way? Could it be that there is something wrong with the white bones? "Monday flat planing to the bottom of the road.
The uncle proudly took a sip of tea and told the story of that day: "Actually, at that time, the Count of Sesa sent us to look for Irene in the ruins of the Waste Stone Labyrinth, but he ordered that we were not allowed to go deep into the labyrinth. You can only find it on the periphery. And don't let us reveal that. If you really want to find someone, of course you have to search all over the labyrinth. What if Erin does go deeper? Isn't that a show? ”
"It turns out that there is such a secret!" Zhou Yiping dragged his chin and pondered something.
Stay tuned for the next chapter: The Unearned Fruit