Mo Yan didn't know what kind of race this monster belonged to, but at least it shouldn't be considered weak in hell. It didn't take too long after it went out to get a sumptuous dinner, and as for why Mo Yan was sure it was dinner. It was because the sky outside the open window had become completely dark, and a small fire had been lit in the room.

During this period of time when the monster went out hunting, Mo Yan experimented with many ways to free himself. But Mo Yan obviously underestimated the toughness and solidity of the silk rope, although the rope that bound him seemed to be soft and had a lot of room to stretch, but no matter how hard Mo Yan pulled, he couldn't tear it off.

If Mo Yan still had the same strength as before, even if he couldn't pull the rope, he would be able to pull the rock apart. But now Mo Yan is not the powerful Minotaur he used to be, he who temporarily stripped himself of his strength and came to hell, now he can only look at those black rocks and sigh. These stones, which seem to be unique to Hell, are not weaker than the granite of the main plane in terms of hardness.

The ugly monster that had everything done crouched on the ground, humming an unknown tune in its mouth. Flipping over some of the internal organs pierced on the bone spurs, from time to time he took out the rhizomes of plants that Mo Yan had never seen, and squeezed out some juice to sprinkle on them. From the black leaves of the plants on the windows and the rhizomes that the monsters are using now, it can be seen that there are not no plants in the hell.

"Today must be my luck. The monster sniffed the internal organs that had been grilled, stood up and walked to Mo Yan's side, put a cut heart in front of him and said, "I didn't expect to meet a polica just after I went out, they are one of the few creatures in hell that can be roasted by fire, and they taste very good." ”

Most of the creatures in Hell are not afraid of fire, and magma is seen as water, even if they bathe in it. Of course, they don't drink lava, and water is still an important thing in hell. The cities of hell are only able to develop slowly by finding water mines deep underground.

"I'm not a big fan of offal. Mo Yan looked at the heart sent to him and said.

"Don't you like to eat offal?" The monster looked at Mo Yan's serious expression, and finally confirmed that his words were the truth and said: "It's really a strange habit, the offal is the best part of every creature, not only fluffy but also more delicious." Kindness...... Since you don't like to eat it, forget it, I'll go out and get you some meat. ”

The monster that crawled out quickly returned, with a few more pieces of pink flesh in his hand, and some oil-like grease on them, reflecting colorful light from the fire in the cave. It seems that the place where the monster stores food is not too far, which is also an important piece of information for Mo Yan.

After eating the meat that the monster barbecued again, Mo Yan's first meal in hell ended like this. At this time, the night was not too deep, after the leftover bones and other things were cleaned up. The monster sat down next to Mo Yan again and began to tell his life experience in hell. Obviously, the important moment that was coming in two days made this monster very uneasy inside, and he could only divert his attention by constantly talking.

But it's not so much a conversation as a monster talking to himself, Mo Yan hasn't said a word since dinner, just lying there quietly looking at the monster's little feet. For the mediocre story from childhood to adulthood, I don't know how much I have heard. In the monster's self-report, time passed quickly, and it was time to rest.

"Even my mother, I didn't say so much to her. The monster climbed into its resting cocoon and said with a cheerful expression, "You're a good listener, and if it were other creatures, they'd be tired of it." Now I don't even want to eat you, so I stay by my side and listen to all my stories. Hey...... Just kidding, I'm going to eat you anyway. Good night, my husband. ”

The monster was clearly proud of its thread, and it fell into a deep sleep without any vigilance. In the darkness of the cavern, the minotaur still had its eyes grown, listening to the monster's breathing to determine if it had completely fallen asleep.

"It's too unguarded. Listening to the slow and long breathing of the monster, Mo Yan thought, "Hell is such a dangerous place, even in your own lair, you should be vigilant, right? I really don't know how it survived until now." Anyway, it's not something I should be concerned about, so I can get away with it more easily. ”

Mo Yan cracked his mouth open, revealing a broken bone that his teeth were biting. That's why he didn't speak, and when he had just eaten, he bit into this somewhat jagged bone from the roast. And after biting this thin broken bone, Yan refused to continue eating, and for this reason the monster complained that Mo Yan would be hungry and thin like this.

Secretly force your left hand without making a sound.,Pull it in front of you as much as you can.。 After reaching a certain distance, Mo Yan spit out hard, spit out the bone fragment in his mouth into the palm of his hand and grabbed it, and then began to cut the rope with the serrated teeth on the bone. Although this silk rope is very tough, it is still lacking in hardness. After Mo Yan straightened the rope, he cut the binding rope with little effort.

Mo Yan, who quickly freed himself quietly, sat up from the stone bed. I listened intently to the sound of the monster's breathing, and it was still the heavy sound of deep sleep. The night of hell was almost dark because there were no stars and no moon, and Mo Yan thought about the furnishings of the cave in his memory, and began to move forward in the darkness.

How to move quickly and make the smallest noise was the most basic thing Mo Yan had ever learned. This skill, which Mo Yan called a ghost step, is a necessary skill for every field staff member in the organization. Move two steps to the left to avoid a small table, five steps to the right, three steps to the right to avoid a bone wind chime, and finally keep going until you touch the wall.

Mo Yan, who used the ghost step to move, came to the passage, and from here he had to be extra careful, because he didn't know what the environment in the passage was, whether there were any special traps or anything like that. Mo Yan, who was lying on the ground and moving almost inch by inch, fled extremely slowly.

Although he could choose to go back and fight the monster, he didn't know what the monster's strength was. Resolutely starting a war may be better than grabbing, and it is not so easy to escape after escaping and being caught, so Mo Yan's best chance to escape is only this time, and he must be careful enough.

"It's almost no different from when you crossed a minefield in Yugoslavia. Mo Yan, who was crawling silently, recalled his past, since he had gained great strength in vain, it was the first time that Xiang had acted so cautiously. Sure enough, when Mo Yan was about to approach the exit, he slightly touched a silk thread arranged on the ground. Because he moved unusually slowly, he didn't break the tiny thread.

This silk thread is supposed to be connected to the cocoon that the monster sleeps in.,If any external force breaks it, it should cause the monster to be alarmed.,This is a means that the monster uses to prevent sneak attacks.。 After bypassing this silk thread, Mo Yan came to the outside world, and he completely understood why the monster looked so relieved.

The entrance to the cave where Mo Yan was now was on a very high cliff, and few creatures would be able to come to such a high place without strong climbing skills. "Luckily, I can climb without equipment. Mo Yan rubbed his hands with the dust from the entrance of the cave and began to climb towards the bottom of the cliff...... The night passed quickly, and the monster, who had slept well, woke up, and was going to say hello to her future husband. found that the minotaur, who should have been tied to the stone bed, was now gone, and hurriedly got up to check the situation, and soon discovered the reason for the minotaur's escape, a bone fragment that had been almost smoothed out.

"You can't escape!" the monster scrambled to the outside of the cave, looking at the footprints and marks left on the dust at the door, and it was clear that the minotaur had left the place. A monster who has reached the age of estrus will not let his first husband disappear like this. Even if it chases him to the end of the world, it will capture him back to complete the ritual!

"Those traces and mazes left by last night should be able to delay it for a while. Mo Yan, who was watching the monster leave the cave from a distance, smiled and said. After waiting for a while, Mo Yan came to the bottom of the cliff and began to climb upwards, and once again came to the demon cave where he had escaped.

He's here looking for some useful tools, this monster that preys on a lot of prey, and there should be some weapons in its storeroom, or tattered armor and other things. Although the armor may not have the model worn by Mo Yan, it is not bad to get one or two weapons. For Mo Yan, who is now poor and white, any weapon is considered a good thing.

Everything in the cave could be seen clearly under the sunlight, and yesterday because of the darkness, Mo Yan didn't notice that there was a fork in the road on the left side of the cave. If Mo Yan didn't guess wrong, then it should be the monster's storeroom.

(To be continued)