Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Basement

"Help!" Frida immediately had an extra rag in her mouth.

Morey pulled out a thick hemp rope from his magic pocket and tied him up neatly, this guy has no magic carving circle, and his physical fitness is just an ordinary person who doesn't exercise much, and he is like a fish on a board in front of the pseudo-magic pattern.

Frida had a lot of good things on her, but unfortunately she didn't have time to use them, Morey searched her body and tied it up, and one by one the magic carved props were found and there was even a magic scroll. Although I couldn't read it, the magic fluctuations coming from it felt very dangerous.

Danger is still a trivial matter, if there is some movement, it is impossible for those soldiers outside to be unaware, and then it will be troublesome.

"It turned out to be a third-order magic carving weapon. Morey couldn't help but glance at the staff, but immediately put it into his magic pocket.

The magic circle must be matched with a suitable carrier to be complete, and obviously this one is already a finished product, just like old Charlie's staff.

Afraid that Frida would have any other means, Morey's rope was very tight, and as soon as the rope head pulled Frida was a muffled scream, and the bones could be faintly heard. In just a few seconds, he was neatly tied up by Wuhuada, and basically did not show anything except for his head, which looked like a soybean worm.

At this time, Morey took down the rags, but as soon as Frida let go, he immediately screamed. "Help!"

"Listen, I don't want to hurt you," Morey frowned, shoving the stinky rag in his mouth. "Remember, even if there are Eighth-Order masters outside as guards, can I let your head travel to understand what I mean before they arrive?"

Frida nodded tearfully, and Morey thought about it and pulled out the rags, but was ready to plug it back at any time.

"Who the hell are you, how could you have entered the Moon Garden!" Frida said in horror. "You flew in, there is a magic trap with levitation on the top of the tower!

"Sir, I'm going to ask you. As soon as Morey raised his hand, a 'heart-scratching little white rabbit' entered Frida's mouth, but he was suddenly dumb as soon as he spoke, and when he felt the 'poison' in his mouth, Frida's face turned pale. "What did you give me?"

"A small gift, you will love. Morey smiled mysteriously. "I ask you, where are the explorers who live in your house?"

"You mean the white hunters, you have a grudge against them?" Frida said with wide eyes. "Oh my God, they're just hired by me to deliver the carving materials!I don't have anything to do with them, you have to think about what will happen to you! It's not good for either of us, and if you leave now, I promise I won't inform the guards."

A sudden burst of heat instantly burned off a lock of Frida's hair! Morey shook out the flames on his fingertips and said slowly. "Please answer my question. ”

"They live in the basement of the side house outside, and they will be gone in two days!" said Frida in a panic. "They're out, but they should be back tomorrow night! ”

"That's all you know?" asked Morey, with a solemn gaze. "Who are they?"

Frida gave a blank expression. "Isn't it just an expedition group? ”

Seeing Morey's silence, Frida panicked. "I really only know so much, don't kill me, I can help you with whatever you want, I'm the gold medal demon carver of Hanyue City! Kill my city lord and won't let you go! As long as you spare me, you can do anything!"

Frida was used to living a comfortable life, and it was embarrassing for him to not cry if he was threatened like this.

"Only spare you, and leave your little maid alone?" Morey looked at him with a strange gaze.

"It doesn't matter, just let me go, you can do anything! If you kill that woman if you think it's troublesome, save her mouth and talk nonsense!" said Frida hurriedly.

Morey shook his head, walked to the desk to the side, picked up a drawing and looked at it casually.

The system of magic carving is not like magic, it is still in development, there is no complete system, and it is mostly harmful to refer to other people's research results at will, and Morey just looks at it casually, and has no intention of taking Frida's research notes with him.

However, as soon as he saw this drawing, Morey's expression couldn't help but change, and he grabbed the other two copies and looked at them carefully, his expression became more and more solemn. "Who gave you these?"

Frida was on the board, and of course she didn't dare to make it up. "That's what the city lord commissioned me to make, it's useless to take this thing if you don't know magic! This is really of little value to you, if you want money, I can give you gold, no!

Ignoring Frida, Morey silently put these drawings into his magic pocket, gagged him again despite the struggle, and immediately jumped off the windowsill!

There was no one else except Frida and the maid, but it was true that Morey hadn't been to that basement yet, in fact, if it weren't for Frida's words, Morey wouldn't have even found out that there was a basement here.

The damp wooden staircase creaks with one foot, and the side room is a place for people to rest during the day, although it is barely clean, but the deeper it is, the less it is used. Pushing open the wooden door in the depths of the side room, there is a faint smell of musty dampness, and it is hard to believe that anyone would want to spend the night in such a place.

Quickly climbing down the wooden ladder, the light suddenly dimmed, and there was only one oil lamp shining between the two floors of the wooden ladder, God knows how stingy it was. After walking to the end, what appeared in front of him was an old wooden door, and Morey's eyes narrowed, obviously different from the Moon Garden, this side house may be some years old.

An ordinary iron lock hung on the door, but instead of breaking it immediately, Morey carefully cut it off with Fred's knife and put away the fallen piece of iron. Pushing the door and looking in, Morey's pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly—although there was no light here, nothing could be seen, but a strange feeling still appeared in Morey's heart.

I feel like I've seen it before, but I can't remember it for a while!

First, he cautiously released a ray of flame on his fingertips, illuminating everything around him. The pseudo-magic pattern appeared on his body, ready to be on guard, and Morey remembered where the things around him were placed, and then he turned it carefully.

The basement is very small, and it is not a cellar for storage, I don't know why it exists, and the overall appearance is only more than ten square meters. Inside, some of the simple wooden furniture was moldy, cobwebs were all over the corners, and the parcels of the White Hunt Expedition were placed on the floor. All the magic carving materials in it are gone, and they have obviously been sent to Frida, and everything is normal and logical.

Morey rummaged around, but he couldn't find anything strange, but he always felt that there was something discordant.

"No, would a normal basement be built at such a depth," Morey frowned suddenly. "What the hell is this for?"

When I thought of the man named Brenda, it was as if a tendon tightened in my heart. If it could be described as eccentric at first, but when he saw the pattern on the man's face, Morey had to care. Whether it was magic carving or contact with demons, Morey was extremely sensitive to patterns, and it was almost certain that the pattern structure on that Brenda's face was very similar to magic patterns!

However, after rummaging all over the corner, there was no gain, and although I was unwilling, I couldn't stay here overnight. In the end, I rummaged through it again and found nothing, so I had to prepare to leave.

"Are they really just here to deliver things on a mission?" muttered Morey, confused.

The fracture of the lock is slowly re-smelted with flames. Under the precise control of mental power, the fracture gradually closed, and if you didn't look closely, you could hardly see the difference. Just as Morey was about to leave, a spider suddenly hung down from the web. Morey subconsciously took a step backwards and watched the spider land on the carpet.

"Huh?"

Morey stared at the carpet for a moment, then lifted a corner of it and looked down

Half an hour later.

Frida lay limply on the ground, her hands and feet tingling from the ground, and her gaze on the windowsill was a little hollow.

Damn! that guy can't have forgotten about me, right?

Oh my God, what's going on with my breakfast tomorrow, is Master Frida starving here?!

And just when Frida was a little desperate, the black shadow that he hated so much finally appeared by the windowsill. The moonlight made the man's figure look even darker, only the dark red eyes stood out.

"Mr. Frida, I need you to do me a little favor, you won't refuse, will you?"

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Blackout!

On the fifth day of the power system update, I had a power outage here for two and a half days, and I was sitting in front of the computer at this time, looking at the number of favorites, and I was already in tears.

Alas, wasn't it good before!

The computer hasn't been turned on for two days.,I can't pull out the manuscript.,This chapter is still outside according to the memory code.,It's not the original intention to break the update for two days.,Don't blame you!

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