With two groups of people with different purposes, they tracked Arthur and the Water Seeker on their way, and Arthur didn't know that he had been followed. He just followed the water seeker aimlessly, hoping that this magical creature would eventually bring him a great fortune, but when he actually came to the door of fortune, he was a little... Stupid!

In front of me was a very simple tree house, half-hung from a tree, very broken, covered with moss and green grass, obviously uninhabited for a long time, let alone cleaned.

It was built on top of an ancient giant tree surrounded by six people, but the giant tree was so big, and it looked so small, like a fluttering moth lying on the wall, and it looked very small.

"This is it, are you sure you're not kidding?" asked Arthur, surprised.

"This is the former owner's house, nothing else. ”

Arthur frowned, his face was green, and he had the heart to scold his mother, and he slowly climbed up along the branches of the ancient tree, and finally after he wasted his strength, he looked down at the water beast underground.

"Take a good look, I'll go in and have a look. ”

How dare the water beast object, looking around dutifully like a doorman, the contract of the emperor's authority is too strong, forcibly reversing the spiritual imprint on his body.

Arthur stepped on the ground that was already sluggish, ready to push open the wooden door in front of him, this should be a wooden door, right?

Arthur hesitantly looked at the two thin targets in front of him, this wooden house is indeed amateurish, there are no windows, and the roof of the shed is piled up like a chicken coop, but the chicken coop is praising it, it is too ugly, and it is even overgrown with mushrooms all around, looking colorful, it is also a good decoration.

Arthur gently pushed the door panel, and with a bang, with a cloud of smoke, the wooden board fell to the ground.

The contents were completely exposed to Arthur's eyes, a bed, a low rotten table, a low rotten stool, and a quill on the table, which was supposed to be white, but now the hair on it could not be seen, only the black rod was still standing in the inkwell, where the ink had been corroded and turned green by the spores.

On the table was a notebook, well closed and thick, and on the front of the table there was a white piece of paper crawling with a white bone in a cloak.

The white bones were as smooth as a mirror, exuding a soft luster, and the joints were still intact, as if they had not been separated from each other after death.

The skull was lying on its side on the table, and the position of its eyes was right on Arthur, although it was not very scary to look at, but it felt like a chill down the spine.

In the spirit of putting the dead first, Arthur saluted respectfully, and then walked forward quickly, took the white paper on the table in his hand, and wrote a very simple message on it.

Life is not glorious, death is quiet, if you come here in the future, don't forget, bring me something delicious, I'm hungry!!

--- Brooke Linnad's masterpiece

Arthur glanced at the white bones not far away, and said in his heart, this person is still a foodie, and he still wants to eat when he dies.

Putting the paper back in its place, he lifted the thick notebook-style book with a black cover, blew the dust on it, and with a whew, there was a cloud of smoke in front of him, Arthur coughed twice, waved his hand impatiently, turned to the door, and opened the diary.

Turning from the beginning to the middle, he now knew that the person in front of him was a wizard, but not an ordinary wizard, how could this person say it, he was a bit of a perverted scientist's neuroticism.

The first page of the opening chapter is written about him as a magician to learn the magic pattern technique, then half of it is to touch potions, and half of it is to study the magic of the Holy Light, and then it is the space cutting technique.....

It wasn't until the middle that he touched witchcraft, and before he died, he was studying necromancy....

A thick book in which he sells himself and brags about how strong he is, but he has been wanted by various guilds for most of his life, and Arthur now understands why this man would say, "Life is not honorable, but death is quiet." ”

He spent most of his life wandering, escaping, and researching, eventually settling here in his later years.

It is clear in the diary that he has no money, just self-sufficient.

Ah, Shiba.

Arthur angrily threw away the diary in his hand, sighed in his mouth, and prepared to leave, his mood was not beautiful, and at this time he had the heart to beat people.

Someone tapped him lightly on the shoulder, and Arthur was annoyed, and his brain didn't think about it. "What's the matter?"

After a while, he felt someone slap him again, Arthur gasped, the fire was on his head, he glanced at his arm, and the black book was touching him.

Arthur didn't think about it, took it, and threw it behind him. After throwing, Arthurwood was in place.

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Drawing the holy sword in his hand, he quickly turned around, only to see a bone rack in a tattered gray robe, squatting on the ground and picking up the notebook.

One person and one skeleton while looking at each other.

Arthur shouted loudly. "Ah!!h

"Ah!!h The upper and lower rows of teeth, snow-white tiles shiny, shining with ceramic color.

The two of them pitched at the same time above the wooden house, and the whole book room began to tremble, and the water seeker under the tree looked at it in surprise, what was wrong?

Forehead!

The two were silent at the same time, Arthur swallowed a mouthful of spit after screaming, and the same was true of the person opposite, whose voice was tired after shouting for so long.

"Your Excellency's surname. Arthur asked.

"Brooke Linnad, Your Excellency's last name. The other side replied.

"Arthur Pendragon. Arthur said.

"Hello!"

"Luckily!"

Arthur raised his holy sword, his eyes shining with gold, teasing that time was over, and it was time to get down to business.

"Are you willing to kill me if we are so speculative?" the skeleton looked at Arthur pitifully, reached out and took out a blackened handkerchief from his pocket, and pretended to wipe his tears. Holding the diary with one hand, it seems to be as pitiful as it can be.

"What's the use of you, you've started to study necromancy, and you're keeping you alive, do you want to be side by side with the sun in the future?"

"You're still scared of Lao Tzu, I almost scared you out of a heart attack,. "That's the main reason.

"Don't brother, don't say that, I just woke up, I thought I had met the voice, but you roughly scanned my diary, but you didn't study it in depth, I feel that I am sad, but unfortunately I can't cry now, you are looking. ”

The skeleton pitifully took two more steps forward, and Arthur took two steps back.

"I've looked at it very carefully, you're a madman who isn't a pervert, a scholar who isn't a madman, a scholar who isn't a scholar, what else do you want me to see. ”

The skeleton touched its forehead, wondering how to get Arthur to promise not to kill him.

"By the way, I'm an all-encyclopedia, I've been in all the unions, and I'm not proficient, but I'm a top talent. If you want to learn, I can teach you for free. ”

Arthur hesitated for a moment and took the holy sword. "Let you go first, anyway, as the only man who can keep up with my brain circuit, I admit that you have the value of being alive. You have to answer me a question in the end, or I won't let you go. ”

"You say, I'll listen. The skeleton was relieved to see Arthur put away his sword, and at least half of his life was saved.

"Moonlight in front of the bed. ”

"Strip naked together?"

Arthur nodded slightly, sure enough, he was a fellow believer.