Norton and the bucket followed the Bad Luck Moon Demon to rummage around the complex with great reluctance, and there were no containers everywhere that were either tattered or had strange slime in them, and if the liquid was mixed with water, it would be better not to wash it.

The Moon Demon looked gloomy: "Why don't you splash water on it, or let Leonardo da Vinci use magic, but use a container." ”

Norton's face was shocked, like seeing a certain retarded mind who dared to oppose the king with only 100 troops, and rarely began to be yin and yang: "We are powerless to fight the queen revolutionary, we must inform the pope." ”

The bucket that walked in front of him hit all the way, and suddenly he stepped on the air, fell into a hole, and found some shocking secret that called the two of them.

A man with four hands, mottled black hooked armor, and a sickle-shaped weapon all over his body greeted the two.

He raised his four hands and shook it down, "I'm Gaia's deserter, hiding from the evil god's gaze,"

Seeing that he was not hostile, and his whole body emitted a kind of morbid arrogance, Norton cautiously spoke: "There are towns here? ”

Deserter: "No, you're from outside the subspace, right?" After saying that, he took off his helmet, unlike the rotten stench of the entire area, this person was unexpectedly normal, and could even be said to be handsome.

If you exclude the hard, wriggling cylindrical flesh on his chin, which keeps scratching at the scarred neck that can no longer be broken.

Seeing that he was scratching uncomfortably, and his neck was bleeding, the bucket ripped a piece of cloth from his belt and threw it in his face.

The deserter didn't move, and the column split two clamping cloths and kept wiping his red neck.

Bucket: "Are there any containers in the passage that aren't dirty?" Can you bathe with water, won't you be covered in stinky, slimy liquid all over your body after washing, that kind of? It's going to be washed and smellless. ”

Norton's eyes widened at the boss, wondering "Is there something wrong with his mind or is he under too much pressure in subspace?" It's a dark passage, I don't know what is in it, and others are still hiding here. ”

Deserter: "It's full of statues of evil gods, and there are a lot of clean containers around them. ”

After getting the answer, the bucket went straight to the head and entered the narrow and deep passage.

Norton and the Moon Demon said in unison, "My god, is it so fierce? Then he followed curiously.

…

Humpty Dumpty Man: "It seems that the secret base expedition of the three boys is about to begin, don't you know, don't you understand, I won't go in!" ”

Gargamel's second personality threw away the book: "What's the point of that? ”

Humpty Dumpty Man: "You don't understand that the structure of this world requires a lot of magical words, and it can't be built casually. ”

…

The secluded passage was long and suffocating, Norton touched the soil on the wall of the passage, the particles were very uneven, some large and some small, unlike the ordinary soil, the particles were quite hard, even people who could kill elephants could not pinch them.

Placed under the nose, there is a greasy scent in addition to the rotten and fishy smell that is common in this area, like a limited edition soap mixed with sunflowers.

Halfway through, a large number of strange words appeared on both sides of the wall, and after a few steps forward, they began to flicker, and more and more words were disturbed by the three treasures and kept coming alive, lined up in sentences.

The bucket stopped: "It's, well, I can't recognize it, damn it, I can't write strange words and I can recognize it." He called out to Norton, who was standing still behind him.

Norton was embarrassed, and didn't know how to explain that this kind of anomaly was definitely not a good thing: "Let's go back, don't look for it." ”

The Moon Demon saw that the boss opened his mouth and followed suit.

Due to the absence of fighting and route demarcation, the barrel directly ignored Norton: "It's time to rest!" You two of each kind of stuff. ”

This matter immediately began to be related to the dignity of male creatures, and it was not a question of whether there was danger or not, but it was all about soul fluctuations. It's a big deal, it's uncomfortable for half a month at most.

Norton pulled the bucket and strapped the light to his helmet to make a cool, explorer-like look, at the forefront.

The bucket strapped the lamp to his waist and followed closely behind.

I checked my belt, there was no gun, and after thinking about it, I felt that the gun was meaningless in this kind of place, so I took out a crowbar and stretched him, bent down, and simply refined it into five temporary alchemy clay puppets, and wanted to refine something, and suddenly found that the magic was urgent, so I honestly followed behind.

The deep tunnel came to an end, and a large door stood in front of them.

Moon Demon: "I'm sure that deserter hasn't driven here, I'm not a man." ”

Just wanted to fly was pulled by Norton, so he had to stop there and study the door.

The surface of the door had a huge beast pattern with teeth and claws, and the carving marks were very deep, and Norton knocked on the door, a touch of steel.

I didn't think much about it, and kicked it over.

The door was kicked open with this violent kick, and a large ellipsoid had been artificially dug into the tunnel.

I don't know what material is used, the old figures are placed side by side, even if there are no magic fluctuations, they also exude an aura that is no less than that of an evil god.

The first one on the left, like a big tiger, has no majesty and looks very cunning.

A large number of mouths that opened like piranhaphs were split between the four eyes, as were some of the small mouths that were closed, and a large number of worm-like tentacles protruded from the mouths, which were skillfully carved by the carver to create a large amount of movement.

Norton crouched down and examined his stomach, which was full of gaping mouths, with more than two long prickly tongues without opening his mouth.

The second statue, headless, is similar to the succubus Norton had seen, except that it was covered in strangely shaped scythes, and had rings pinned into the flesh, five wings and six forelimbs, two goat hooves, legs, and tendons without epidermis that were overdeveloped.

Seeing this statue, the Moon Demon left the statue, turned his back to the two of them, and hid in the corner, his whole body trembled slightly, and he didn't know what to rub his hands up and down.

Norton was a little irritated: "Be quiet, don't scream." ”

The third statue was a puddle of mud full of sticks, with many tentacles all over the body, and the bottom was full of octopus-like tentacles, and a large mouth was cracked in the middle of the silt, and Norton stuck his head into it, and found that it was full of worms, mice, and cockroaches, and the carver had worked hard to make a lot of mottled and fleshy pieces and protruding internal organs to indicate that it was disgusting.

The fourth seat is relatively simple, that is, an ordinary eye is wrapped in layers of eyes, and finally it is like a piece of pork in the vegetable market, that is, there are a few eyelids, and there is too much hair, and the eyes are also long.

Finally, there was the middle one, with the hood and robes covering the whole body, and Norton burrowed under the statue and there was nothing, and the statue seemed to have only robes, shining under the eyes, all of which were holes of different sizes.

This carver is definitely not lame, the shape and standing posture convey the atmosphere and laziness, is it difficult for even such a person to shape the middle one?

"Found it!" The call of the bucket interrupted the busy Moon Demon and the thinking Norton.

Norton glanced at the Moon Demon and walked quickly to the dwarf's position.

The bucket burrowed into a white tank, and Norton lifted him aside and checked it.

Norton blew a mouthful: "Not even ashes, it's him, don't blame him." ”

picked up the water tank and walked back, and a bone "click, click" attracted the attention of the three people.

It was a skeleton with a carving tool and a hammer, leaning against the smooth rock wall for an unknown amount of time, with a piece of paper between his legs.

The bucket stepped forward and picked it up.

I didn't know that the paper was about to weather, and the handwriting on it was blurred.

The bucket was wiped a few times to see clearly, and the paper turned into powder, which was held up by the invisible wind and scattered on the ground.

"Broken paper, strange words." The bucket muttered, checking the hammer and carving tools.

Surprisingly, the tools were all intact, not even a trace.

"Good tool, good work."

The bucket took the hammer and tools, and waved to the two men waiting in the doorway.

The three of them walked out of the tunnel, and strangely enough, the original deserter was missing, and in his place was an eye that looked like a religious token.

The bucket picked it up again and pinched: "This thing can be used as a weapon." ”

The two people who had been waiting for him finally got annoyed, and if he continued like this, he would have to finish picking up strange things, and there would be no shortage of this in subspace: "Get over, go." ”