"There are three warehouses for antlers." The little boss was holding an oversized account book and carrying a pale bone similar to a cane, and while walking, he told Lin An, who was holding an oil lamp.

"The most important thing is the name of the warehouse, the 'transit platform', and that one is under the control of the antlers."

"The warehouse is called the 'brain shell', and there is a personal warehouse bound to the glasses, which is actually a small room that my dad separated from the 'brain shell'."

Lin An was stunned when he heard this, and asked curiously, "Brain shell?" ”

The little boss stopped and held the pale bone up to the top of the slaughterhouse, "You see, in the Purgatory World, the slaughterhouse is built from a huge elk skeleton. ”

He saw Lin An nodded, and the bones in his hand shook, "It's the skull of that elk, the public warehouse and the personal small warehouse, it's actually all in there." ”

"That deer head has a lot of room for expansion and can be connected to the furnace core of our antlers, which is why you can take things out of the private warehouse."

The two walked deep into the slaughterhouse and came to an alley separated by two high walls of warehouses, and the little boss pointed to a warehouse next to it.

"According to the rules of the antlers, there must be someone on duty in this practice room......"

He turned his head to look at Lin An and shrugged his shoulders, "There is no arrangement from the leader, but no one wants to stay here in shifts, which gives that 'ghost-faced' wizard a chance." ”

"Not to mention that everyone went out in a honeycomb in this witch hunt, although everyone's cooperation was intimate, but in fact, it relied on tacit understanding, and no one wanted to command anyone."

As he spoke, he made his rounds around the wall of the alley, lifted the pale bone in his hand against a small pit in the wall, and plunged into it.

When the one-meter-long bone was halfway in, the little boss hurriedly grabbed it to prevent it from drilling into it any further, and rotated it vigorously.

"Click~"

A crisp sound was heard.

It's like the sound of snapping fingers.

Lin An only felt that it was dark in front of him, and the surroundings were plunged into darkness, and he keenly felt that it seemed that he was no longer in that alley now.

He seemed to be standing on the surface of a frozen lake, illuminated by the oil lamp in his hand, but he could still see only countless black mist.

As a black dot flashed in front of him, Lin An reacted that these black gases turned out to be dense insects!

"The slaughterhouse was set up in the first place to raise these 'blood eaters', the experimental specimens that Antlers had previously seized from a top wizard." The little boss shook the pale bones in his hand, and a strange whining sound came from the cracks in the bones, and soon a lot of bugs flew down to the bones.

The little boss didn't know how to judge, so he turned around and looked at Lin An, "They didn't ask for more blood food, which means that the population has not been affected, it seems that the 'ghost-faced' wizard has made sufficient preparations to come here." ”

Lin An nodded and did not speak.

When he first came into contact with the transcendent world, he saw Chen Xinfan using witchcraft to attack Professor Cao's villa, and knew that Chen Xinfan was a relatively unique one among wizards.

There is everything in the warehouse of the antlers, divided into small rooms, each with different protective measures, and the little boss needs to wield that pale bone to operate.

Lin An even saw a small warehouse room full of gold coins, golden, stained with blood that seemed to be unsolidified, constantly boiling and rolling like a living thing.

"It's actually a lich, a very special kind." Seeing Lin An's curiosity, the little boss smiled, "Still alive!" The furnace can't be refined! ”

Lin An was stunned for a moment, "Alive?" ”

The little boss nodded, "The main body of it is in a warehouse that can only be reached by the chief, and my dad told me that it is an armor." ”

With the step-by-step inventory, Lin An saw all kinds of things, but he also found that this place is a warehouse, but it is better to say that it is a sealed place, because when the little boss introduces it, most of them will add, "It can't be refined, it can't be destroyed." ”

Only in the corner is a large library-like room, which is filled with all kinds of materials.

The little boss flipped through the account book in his hand and sighed.

"Actually, it's better to seal the entrance of this warehouse directly, and there aren't many things of value to the antlers in it."

"The antlers of the last generation carried out large-scale experiments, and not only did they almost perish, but they also consumed most of their reserves."

"Then my dad came again and completely consumed everything about the antlers."

He looked up at the bookshelves, his eyes full of emotion, "This is the final essence of the antlers." ”

Lin An held the oil lamp, and the little boss checked the accounts one by one, "Actually, you don't need to check it so carefully, the information on the antlers is not made of normal paper, and those are the space folding props that can't be put into any witchcraft, I just looked at it, and what the ghost face is holding in his hand are some scrolls and a box." ”

Having said that, he still carefully identified each one.

This incident took a long time, and Lin An saw the skill of 'Thirteen Uniques of Rope Throwing' in the accounts. What it stored in this warehouse was some black stone blocks the size of hard drive boxes, neatly stacked on half a shelf.

"Found it!"

The little boss's eyes lit up, and he looked at an empty shelf in front of him, on which there was a copper sign, which read-"Heart to Heart, String of Incense, Witchcraft, and Imagination" Lu Tingyu.

"Good guys!"

"I'm special!"

The little boss stared blankly at the words on the bronze plaque, and the whole person was furious, "This witch stole my father's information!" ”

Heart-to-heart incense witchcraft?

Lin An's eyes froze, isn't this the kind of witchcraft told in Lao Liu's diary? （117）

The original effect of witchcraft is not clear, but the diary says that Lu Tingyu thinks that in the process of cultivating the furnace, if he uses this witchcraft, he can make a stone treasure become a storage space!

Lin An squinted his eyes and looked at the little boss with some concern, "There should be a backup, right?" ”

The little boss sighed and pointed to a sign next to him, "Look." ”

The same bronze plaque is engraved with a passage:

- [Non-important level] This method is very limited, it is only suitable for the knight apprentice cultivation furnace stage, and it is only limited to the theoretical state, and it is unknown whether it is feasible. It was rated as non-important because Lu Tingyu already had a better plan, namely an eyeglass warehouse (see data number 745874 for details).

"If it's not important, it won't be specifically backed up to the leader's warehouse." The little boss flipped through the accounts in his hand and pursed his lips, "Let's go, Lao Cao is still waiting for our news, maybe someone will remember what this witchcraft is used for, this may be an opportunity for us to find the 'ghost face' wizard." ”

……

In the hall of the Lich (Wizard) Slaughterhouse in the Purgatory World, the lights were bright, and with the arrival of the little boss and Lin An, Dr. Zhang, who was in charge of the order of the meeting, shouted to silence everyone.

"What was taken away was a box of materials for "Heart to Heart String Incense Witchcraft", three volumes of the distribution map of foreign wizards' forces, and one volume of the human body's great secret collection and analysis map."

"Among them, the non-important level without backup is "Heart to Heart String Incense Witchcraft".

Everyone fell silent.

It's a shame!

There is nothing more shameful than the Knights of the Antlers having their home stolen by a wizard.

Professor Cao nodded expressionlessly and looked at everyone, "Who knows about this witchcraft?" ”

"Me!"

Brother Zhuang hurriedly sat up straight from the huge seat, "I used to hunt abroad with Brother Lu when I captured it, and then Brother Lu was gone, and this witchcraft is also my rating and archive." ”

"Specifics!" Professor Cao glanced at him.

"Hehe~" I don't know what I thought, the big strong brother laughed very obscenely, "It's a witchcraft invented by a nun......"

Before he could finish his sentence, the thin witch hunter in his coat exclaimed, "Why is it a nun again?" ”

"That's it!" A rich witch hunter knight was happy, patted his belly and laughed, "Let's just say, since I was a child, how many nuns have I heard of witchcraft invented by nuns, and now that I have grandchildren, there are still nuns who invent witchcraft?" ”

The big strong brother raised his eyebrows with a fluttering eyebrow, "You know, our domestic witch hunters don't need to find any wizards when they go hunting abroad, as long as they search in the church that entertains us, we can definitely catch one or two nuns who are said to be very devout in their beliefs, but they have actually degenerated into wizards." ”

"Haha, you don't know, the reputation of the witch hunters in the country is rotten."

"One by one, I ran over to look for them in people's nests, which made the witch hunters over there very faceless."

Saying so, everyone laughed.

For a moment, the entire conference hall was filled with merry laughter.

(End of chapter)