"Scarlet Moon also asked me to bring a letter...... I'm looking, oh here. ”

Tsukizakura handed over a secret letter wrapped in a beautifully gilded envelope, and three magic emblems were placed on the seal.

Wang Ming carefully lifted the brand, if he was not careful, the energy released by these magic emblems would lead to not a single living thing within thirty meters.

“...... Water bill?" Wang Ming carefully read out the delicate flower characters on the parchment.

Yueying said embarrassedly: "Take it, take it wrong, this letter is yours." ”

Wang Ming took the crumpled and yellowed letter, the letter had obviously been used, and had been used more than once, the letter was written on the back of a used bill, and Scarlet Moon wrote the brief letter in a barely legible scribbled font.

"Apprentice: Seeing the letter is like me, it's okay to be a little bit lately? Because I'm busy eating fruit, this letter may be written very shortly. I sent you the artifact I told you, I hope you can use it well, in addition, my magic communication number is XXXXXX, you can send me a text message when you have something, don't send it indiscriminately, magic crystals are very expensive. In addition, I borrowed Miss Tsukizakura from the Moon Temple to protect you, so don't live up to the kindness of your teacher, and do whatever you have to do. The honey-roasted orca is ready, without further ado, I wish you a good appetite. ”

The inscription reads, "Your great master, Scarlet Moon."

Wang Ming flipped over the letter, it was a bill for the purchase of a beginner-level mage staff.

"Mr. Scarlet Moon (then Mr. Scarlet Moon was crossed out and replaced by Miss) applied to our shop on the 4th of July for the 'Custom Staff' service, which required a payment of 50 gold coins. Fifty gold coins are paid, and the service is tax-free. The goods have been dispatched, please check. ”

Underneath is a color drawing of the goods. No matter how Wang Ming looks at it, this picture is very similar to the "artifact" brought by Yueying.

Wang Ming looked down at the picture, looked up at the artifact, and then looked down at the picture: "Master sent the wrong thing? Why do these two look the same?"

Xinglian: "This shop is amazing! You can make an artifact for only fifty gold coins!" The expression was serious, and it didn't look like he was pretending to be stupid at all.

Yu Huang clasped his hands: "This guy is as undisciplined as ever, you follow him, it's really your misfortune." ”

Yueying pointed to the staff on the drawing and said, "There is a storage amethyst embedded in the bottom of the staff on the drawing. There weren't on the artifact, but a few claw marks appeared in that place. Judging by this, it must have been something that resembled a dragon's claw and forcibly deducted the crystal from it. ”

Wang Ming: "......"

Although Wang Ming felt that he had been tricked. But I have to deny that this staff is very easy to use. When the staff casts the spell, it is noticeable that the loss of mana is reduced.

Wang Ming tried to convey magic power to the spar at the top, but poured it for a long time without a little sign of fullness, until half of his magic power was removed. The hedron looked empty. But when Wang Ming tried to extract the magic power poured into it. But he found that he couldn't extract any magic power, as if all the magic power just now had been thrown into the water.

"Hell, even if you are swallowed by the magic black hole, you can still hear a sound, what do you mean?" Wang Ming didn't believe in this evil, and smoked his magic power desperately.

In response to his extraction, the staff also gave birth to a suction, and the flying suction power exploded in an instant, and it didn't give Wang Ming a little time to react, and almost in an instant, Wang Ming's magic power was completely drained. The wand whose magic power was drained was not satisfied, as if Wang Ming's magic was just an appetizing chocolate bean before a meal. And the staff is a refugee who has been hungry for three days.

The staff did not let go of Wang Ming, the suction continued to be maintained, and in the suction of the rhythm of the rhythm, Wang Ming felt a hot current rise in his lower abdomen, and he immediately realized that it was his own fighting spirit.

Wang Ming, who knew that the situation was not good, wanted to throw away the staff, but found that the thing was firmly attached to his hand, and released bursts of numb energy fluctuations, disintegrating his defenses. Still, I can only delay that moment.

Tsukizakura: "What's wrong with you, it looks like you're holding your urine to the limit......"

Wang Ming just wanted to open his mouth to call for help, but he accidentally exhaled a breath pressed in his chest, and the mad fighting qi surged from the lower abdomen to the palm of his hand under the traction of the staff, turning into a golden thread and disappearing into the spar.

"It's time to stop! Hey, what more do you want! I've squirted twice! I'm going to die if I go on like this!"

This time, the staff absorbed Wang Ming's spiritual power.

Wang Ming resisted separately, but the manipulation of spiritual power was not what he was good at, if it was a psychic magician like Xinglian who specialized in relying on spiritual power, that is, spiritual energy mixed rice, maybe he could still withstand this kind of sucking, Wang Ming ...... Under the impact of the staff again and again, he made a sigh and dedicated all his qiē to this stick.

"Although it was drained, I always felt so comfortable......" With this perverted thought, Wang Ming fainted happily.

The other three looked at Wang Ming who fell to the ground blankly, not knowing what to say.

Xinglian was the first to break the silence: "What's wrong with Xiao Ming?

Yu Huang: "I haven't eaten lunch yet, how can I take a nap, you are naturally stupid." ”

Yue Ying grabbed Wang Ming's collar, picked it up from the ground, and stretched out her other hand to open his eyelids.

"The pupils are dilated, there is no reaction to the light, he is dead. ”

Xing Lian's whole body was shocked: "Dead, dead?

Feather opened the eyelid of the other eye and released a healing spell, and the dead fish eye began to come back to life.

"It's just that the vitality has been drained, and as long as the blood is replenished, it can be used again. ”

Xinglian: "Sounds like power armor." ”

Tsukizakura checked all the vital indicators and came to a conclusion: "It's all right, and you can be resurrected after sleeping for another thirty or fifty years." ”

Yu Huang said dissatisfiedly: "It seems that my treatment is not in place!"

She stepped on the instep of Wang Ming's foot.

Wang Ming's whole body shook violently.

Tsukizakura: "The reaction is very strong, and it looks like it won't be long before I wake up." ”

Xinglian: "Xiaohuang, why are you in such a hurry to save him......?"

"Only. It's just that none of us can move him, if he falls here. How are we going to get him out?"

"Isn't there power armor?"

"It's uncomfortable to lie on it...... Phew, what if he lays on my potion?"

Xinglian: "Don't you like him?"

“......”

Yueying: "At least leave some secrets for Xiaohuang." ”

Xinglian asked in confusion, "Isn't everyone already aware of this?"

Yue Ying almost squirted out: "Don't you know that it's popular these days? It's best to maintain unrequited love or mutual crush until old age, this is the most respected plot!"

Xinglian still asked puzzled: "However, if you like others, shouldn't you be brave enough to say it?" ”

“...... I don't want to say anything more to you. ”

Feather Phoenix erupted with hundreds of healing techniques in a row, and Wang Ming was wrapped in a rich life force, and such a majestic vitality did not look like a person. And it is like a thousand-year-old tree with lush foliage.

"Sleep so comfortably~ Is it already morning?"

Yueying whispered to the others, "It seems that it is better for us not to sue him." ”

"Agreed. ”

"Seconded. ”

Leisurely Wang Ming: "Why are you looking at me like this?

Yu Huang asked tentatively, "Can't you remember anything?"

"It seems that when I was fighting, my eyes suddenly went dark...... Why are you here? Did you save us?"

Yueying quietly asked Yuhuang, "...... Was his intelligence siphoned off or was he born with this intelligence?"

Yu Huang replied in a low voice: "It should be ...... for both reasons"

―――――――――――― the name of Stone Pile Town sounds weird, and it comes from the circle of stone piles around the town, the huge stone piles where the three of them hug each other. Engraved with strange runes that have been blurred by wind and frost. No one knows where the stakes came from, not even the oldest inhabitants of the town, but the only records that have been given are that the town was founded on the days of Dusk Mountain. The stone stakes are already standing there.

Originally, the town was located deep in the forest. But with the felling of trees, the exploitation of the jungle, it has become the edge of a sea of trees. Every year, adventurers who are not afraid of death enter this forest that hides countless magical beasts and bury countless ancient ruins to pan for gold, and these adventurers nourish this town with their lives and maintain a relatively comfortable life for hundreds of residents.

Most of the town's apothecaries, weapon shops, and magic item shops were old shops that opened hundreds of years ago, and the owners of those shops were inherited from their own fathers, who all received the counter keys from their grandfathers. Speaking of these shops, all adventurers enter the Dusk Mountains with the equipment sold in these shops. Some died inside, and those who came later brought back their inheritance. Sell it to this store, and then someone will buy it, bring it into Dusk Mountain, and maybe hang it up again......

Among these things is a sword called the Night Death. For many years, whoever bought the sword would be found dead in the depths of the forest a few days later, and turned into a skeleton, holding the sword to hunt down the adventurers who approached. Although this sword has a lot of magical effects attached to it and is of high quality, no one dares to buy it because of this strange and terrifying property. Even if someone buys this sword because of extreme poverty, they will die without knowing it.

Moreover, even if it is not used, the buyer and the people around him will suffer misfortune just by buying the sword, family members will get sick, friends will die from murder, and they will die from various accidents.

The last time the sword was sold was five years ago. The Demon Swordsman who bought it at that time was a rookie who was about to be promoted to the fifth rank, and three days after buying it, he was found dead in a pond five hundred meters away from the town, and more than a dozen alien water monsters were swimming in the pool.

The passing adventurers exterminated the water monster and returned the sword to the [Thor Anvil], out of fear of the black sword, the adventurers did not charge too much money, and symbolically took a few coppers.

In the past five years, the price of this sword has dropped from the initial 700 gold coins all the way to the current 30 gold coins.

At a time when the price was still high, there was a thief who came to steal Thor's anvil weapons, and several high-grade weapons were stolen, including this Night Reaper. The next day, when the dwarven men of Thor's Anvil opened the door, they saw the stolen weapons in the doorway. Each weapon was reduced to pieces, and the Grim Reaper was intact in the middle of the demonic pattern made from the pieces. Nearby, someone found a lot of granular-like minced meat.

The dwarf Taklin is the owner of this Thor's anvil.

He only needs to pay 2,000 gold coins to the head office of Thor's Anvil every year. You can play that famous sign with a warhammer and a cutting board, and to be honest, it's really rare to see such a good thing. This kind of cost-effective business is mainly due to the good sales of weapons here, and the relationship between his family and the head office is very good, and even several high-level executives are related to him by blood.

Life here was very pleasant, and all he had to do every day was to drink ale, strike iron, and count the gold coins.

The only thing that made him unhappy. It's the black heavy sword that hangs under the signboard.

"When will it be sold!" Taklin grumbled discontentedly, and every time he saw the heavy sword with intricate and ornate patterns, his good mood was like the sun being obscured by a haze.

"Boss. I want that sword, only thirty gold coins, right?" said a young girl, pointing to the Grim Reaper of Night.

"Miss, you have to think clearly, this sword is the cursed black sword 'Night Death'......"

Wang Ming, who was called "Miss", lost his mind. His eyebrows twitched: "Don't you sell your goods when they are put out?"

"This is the cursed black sword......"

"If it's really some cursed black sword. How can it still be hung out, it can be seen that it is just a trick to deceive people. ”

"No, this sword ......"

"You don't need to say it anymore, I have received a science education in the new century, I have humanistic care, and the exam-oriented education not only taught me how to cheat in exams and how to skip classes and club, but also taught me materialist dialectics. Those so-called curses are paper tigers. It's a brown paper ......"

"But this sword ......"

"Shut up, hurry up and bring me the sword!" Wang Ming slapped the thirty gold coins on the counter.

The dwarf wanted to say something. Seeing that Wang Ming was so persistent, he closed his mouth, got up and took off the black sword, and handed it to Wang Ming with a compassionate heart.

After Wang Ming walked away, he said to himself, "Why does that dwarf look at me with the eyes of a dead man?"

Wang Ming, who returned to the three of them, attracted the attention of his companions.

Tsukizakura noticed the sword, "You didn't buy anything, did you?" I heard that there was a cursed black sword being sold in this town, and none of the people who bought it survived for a week. ”

Wang Ming snorted contemptuously: "That kind of remarks without scientific reason can deceive the people in the mountainous areas, how can we, the five good young people in the new century who are knowledgeable and knowledgeable, believe these superstitions that are obviously deceiving?"

Afraid that he couldn't say it clearly, Xing Lian pointed and said: "No, there is really a curse attached to that sword, I have an uncle who came to the mainland to venture back then, and he bought that sword before he was eaten by a group of zombies." ”

Yu Huang also interjected: "I've heard of it too! Two hundred years ago, there was a black dragon who turned into a human form and did evil in the main plane, and the dragon clan organized several encirclements and suppressions without success, so he bought this sword here, and the next day he was killed by more than a dozen thunderbolts because he encountered a super-large-scale thunderstorm that was rare in a hundred years when he was flying at high altitude......

Wang Ming was heartbroken by what one of them said, and hurriedly asked, "What does that sword look like?"

Yu Huang preemptively said, "The sword is inlaid with nine obsidian the size of olives. ”

Wang Ming looked at the sword in his hand, and the nine obsidian stones flashed with a strange black light.

Yueying thought for a while and said, "The sword is engraved with patterns, and it is etched. ”

Wang Ming looked at the sword in his hand engraved with gorgeous patterns, which was obviously an etching technique.

Xinglian: "It is said that this sword is engraved with the words 'Death of the Night'. ”

A cold light flashed with the words "Night Death" on the sword.

Wang Ming said in a voice that he could only hear: "I've been cheated now......

But it didn't take long for him to be relieved: "It's just rumors in the rivers and lakes, there's no need to care too much, it's just rumors, as the so-called people are terrible, and the three of them become tigers......"

The group stayed in a hotel in the town, and the people who had slept in tents for several days threw themselves on the bed as soon as they entered the door, and the feather phoenix rolled excitedly.

"The bed is so soft, is there a feather underneath?"

Tsukizakura came out of the quilt: "I'm really sorry, the mattress is stuffed with straw." ”

Wang Ming also pretended to be stupid and got into the quilt: "Sleep." ”

Yueying kicked him off the bed: "Sleep on the floor, this bed belongs to our girls." ”

Wang Ming had no choice but to hold the quilt and put the two benches together to serve as a bed.

At the moment when the light went out, a purple light flashed on the black sword. When he checked into the hotel, Wang Ming felt that the black sword on his back exuded an unusually dark and evil aura, and the rich Cheng dù even gave birth to a feeling that he could squeeze out water.

The room in the hotel is not big, there are only two beds, Yue Ying alone dominates one, Xing Lian sleeps with Yuhuang in his arms, and Wang Ming only sleeps on the bench brought from outside. In order to prevent Wang Ming from thinking too much at night, Yueying deliberately let him see that he hid the dagger under the bed when Wang Ming entered the door.

It seems to be a normal scene for adventurers to share a room, but there is always something wrong. Something wrong was in the corner, and there was a black sword in it.

Generally speaking, adventurers are not good people, who doesn't have a few lives in their hands? What? Only killed slimes? You better go back to the cradle and drink milk! In other words, adventurers will always attract all kinds of enemies to approach, whether it is an old enemy who comes to assassinate him, or a night thief who has a fancy for something in his hand to come to the door to touch the gold and kill people. Therefore, adventurers are vigilant around the clock, and they sleep with their hands on their swords, even if they are large weapons that are not suitable for putting under their pillows, they will be kept within reach.

Wang Ming put his sword in a corner far away from him, which has to be said to be very strange.

"It's not that I want to put it, it's my instinct that tells me that I must try to stay away from this thing......"

Even so, Wang Ming could still feel a hot gaze, shooting at him from the corner of the wall, making him restless, especially after turning off the light and sleeping, the feeling was particularly strong, it was like being targeted by wolves when he was sleeping in the wild. (To be continued......)