Qiu Li smiled slightly and moved her gaze to Xi Xian.

After a while, Qiu Li looked at the extra 10,000 points on her account, and held her breath because of excitement, even if she cleared a dungeon, she would only get a few thousand points, and she made a lot of money this time.

Qiu Li's eyes were blazing, and she continued to look at Xi Xian.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he clicked on the prop backpack, and three more cards appeared in his hand.

Qiu Li reached out and took it.

"Alright, the goods are cleared." Qiu Li put away the three cards, took out the IOU he wrote by hand and returned it to Ao Xian.

"So, add a friend?" Long Fei finally stood up.

Zhenzhen hurriedly said on the side: "And me!" ”。

Qiu Li nodded, these players are very happy, and it doesn't hurt to make friends.

Long Fei's nickname is: [Flying Dragon in the Sky. 】

Zhenzhen's nickname is [Zhenzhen]. 】

The three of them got off the boat, Long Fei touched the hull of the boat with some reluctance, and was kicked by Ao Xian, he was about to get angry, Zhenzhen patted him on the shoulder, "Let's go, let the boss give us a restaurant." ”

Long Fei's anger suddenly subsided, rubbed his buttocks, and quickly followed.

The three of them walked along the beach in the direction of the market.

Qiu Li saw them go away, so she got off the boat, grabbed the side of the boat with both hands, and lifted it up with force, the hull of the boat was not heavy, with Qiu Li's current strength, it was enough.

The boat was placed in the hall by her.

The ship has a treatment pod that can be used in case of emergency, and Akiri is not willing to leave it at the beach.

As soon as she straightened her waist, she noticed that there was a forest of cold air spreading downward from the entrance of the building.

Her eyebrows beat wildly, who else but the red ghost could have this kind of coercion.

She weakly shouted upstairs: "That, two sisters, the furniture is very expensive......"

The sound is like a stone sinking into the sea.

She thought about it, anyway, the two of them couldn't afford to mess with themselves, so it was better to go next door to avoid the limelight first, and sort out the props she had on hand by the way.

Out of sight is pure, otherwise, the heart will be broken.

I just got such a large ticket of points, and I still want to be happy.

With a thought, she had already followed the silver thread into the hall of the "Hunters' Guild".

She walked through the hall to the back of the dojo, the interior of the dojo was still the same, with weapon stands on either side of the walls, wooden practice knives on top of it, a platform a foot above it, similar to a tatami mat, and a very common screen behind it.

Qiu Li walked to the tatami mat and sat down, and then took out the three prop cards that Ao Xian had given.

The three cards are three colors, blue, white, and black.

She took out the blue one and looked at a paragraph of parsing text next to it:

[Ice Attack.]

A one-time prop to throw a target, which can cover a range of 10 square meters. 】

Interestingly, Akiri was short of this offensive prop, and she picked up the second white card.

[Glare Attack.]

A one-time prop that throws a target that can emit a wide area of glare, covering an area of 12 square meters. 】

She held the third black card.

[Retreat.]

Disposable props, crush cards, as long as it is land, can be used, and last for an hour. 】

These three props are much lower than Long Fei's "invisible cloak", it seems that Long Fei is more atmospheric, Qiu Li completely forgot the fact that she cheated Ao Xian with 10,000 points.

Putting the card into the "carry-on food box", her eyes glanced at the six paintings found in the wooden building.

She looked at two, and four more that she hadn't had time to look at.

She took out all the unseen scrolls, and she opened the first one.

Her gaze froze, and the picture depicted a woman on a horse, her red dress fluttering, her long hair tied up, her face grim, galloping, surrounded by wild grass.

This face can vaguely be seen to be the appearance of a red ghost.

Opening the second painting, it shows a female Taoist teaching several young children to practice martial arts moves, and behind them is a wooden building that resembles the one they entered in the dungeon.

Akiri opens the third painting, and the third painting is a young woman leaning against the window looking at the bright moon, and this woman's face is painted in a mixture of realism and freehand.

Qiu Li looked left and right, but she felt that this face was extremely familiar, and a name popped out of her mouth in the middle of the sound: "Ghost Crossing!" ”

She put the painting away suspiciously, and the scene in her mind came to mind where the red ghost clone escaped from Bridian and fled as soon as she encountered the ghost crossing.

It seems that they do know each other, not only that, but judging from the situation at the time, the red ghost clone is still very afraid of her?

But judging from these pictures, the relationship between them should be very good?

With too little effective information at hand, Akiri put down her thoughts and opened the last scroll, which was not a painting, but calligraphy, and the handwriting on it was beautiful.

[The smoke cage is green, and the moon is flying to the south. Lonely away from the pavilion, the night is cold.

Say goodbye to you, about the day when you will never see each other again, I just hope that you can show your ambitions in life.

Since the Mid-Autumn Festival, the lonely moon sits alone and feels like a book. 】

Qiu Li put away these scrolls and lost his mind for a while, this dove tree must be related to the mother of the Bridian Lisa, and a dove tree was specially planted at the entrance of the alley at that time.

Could it be that there are two people named "Jingtong"? Or is it actually a code name?

The more she thought about it, the more she thought it was possible.

Akiri stood up and was about to walk in the direction of Lisa's attic, when she suddenly looked back at the screen behind her.

She hadn't been in this place since she had defeated the vice president of the Hunters' Guild in the dojo last time, and she vaguely felt that this screen was a little abrupt here.

She walked around behind the screen.

Leaned down and knocked on the surface of the tatami mat with his hand.

The empty echo sounded, and Qiu Li had a really like this expression, she straightened up, reached out and touched the screen, and a piece of analytical text appeared in front of her.

[The screen of the dojo can not only block the view for the hunters to change their clothes, but also rotate it counterclockwise for one and a half turns, revealing the basement carefully arranged by the owner. 】

Sure enough, it was dark under the lights.

Qiu Li rotated the screen in a circle and a half, only to hear a "click", the ground slowly moved away, revealing a wide square hole, she took out the headlamp, and shone it downward.

It was a basement with no steps on either side and a coffin in the corner.

It's the black coffin of the West.

Akiri put away the headlamp, took out the wind lamp, held it in her hand, and jumped down.

The floor was marble, hard, and as she jumped down, a slight amount of dust floated on the ground.

Qiu Li raised the wind lantern and looked around.

There is nothing else here but this coffin.

Qiu Li walked to the coffin, stretched out her hand and pushed it, the cover was nailed very firmly, and it seemed that it had to be pried open.

Qiu Li took out the black knife, inserted it into the gap in the coffin cover, and prying it hard, she drew the scoop according to the gourd, and pried the four corners respectively.

Only then did he put away the black knife, walked inside, and pushed the cover away with force.

The yellow light of the wind lamps poured down.

In the coffin lay a strange Oriental woman in her thirties, dressed in a plain white dress from the West, with a calm expression and a serene complexion, and a letter on her chest.

Akiri reached out and reached for the tip of her nose.

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