Chapter 354: Spring Eye (Seeking monthly votes at the start of the month)

From the depths of the tomb, a figure walked out swaying.

After entering the range of the candlelight, the figure seemed a bit unaccustomed to the light, raised his right hand, and blocked it in front of his eyes.

He was the same as those tomb managers, wearing a blue top and yellow pants, but his face had deep wrinkles and was covered with light brown patches. His all-white hair was sparse and dry, and his eyes were rare pure black, icy cold.

For some reason, Lu Mian always felt that this elderly tomb manager's figure was relatively blurry, as if his edges had merged into the surrounding darkness and couldn't be illuminated by the white candle's light, while his breathing was so weak it was as if he didn't have any.

He was like a corpse that still retained the function of speaking, saying hoarsely without any emotion:

"Leave here!"

"Since it's open for visiting, there shouldn't be areas that can't be entered!" Lu Mian imitated the tone of some university students in the Memorial Hall area, trying to use "reason" to persuade the other party.

That elderly tomb manager repeated the words just now:

"Leave here!"

Lu Mian tilted his head and looked at "Madame Hela" beside him, wanting to see if she had any way to persuade the tomb guard.

If not, then take action directly, control the other party, or even knock him unconscious!

The "Heng Ha Technique" was very suitable for doing such things.

"Madame Hela" shook her head slowly and turned to walk toward the outside of the tomb.

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Underground near the Opera House Arcade Street.

Franca looked at the client and asked tentatively:

"What kind of deal?"

The man dressed as a wizard answered sharply:

"I'll increase the reward to 50,000 verl d'or. You go to the Deep Valley Quarry to create a big movement, exposing the secret cave.

"If you are willing, you can sign the contract now. I have a way to ensure the binding force of the contract on both parties."

50,000 verl d'or to create an explosion that could collapse the stone wall at the entrance of the secret cave? Sounds very simple... Why find us to do such a simple thing, and give a reward of 50,000 verl d'or? Franca thought the more she thought, the more wrong it felt.

She tilted her head slightly, took out a gray-white cloth bag the size of a fist, threw it into the shadow next to her, and put on a posture of having to guard against the man opposite, not convenient to rummage for items, and said:

"Help me find the seal."

Seal? Jenna emerged from the shadows and caught the small money bag that made a metallic clinking sound.

She was very confused by Franca's statement:

Isn't what's inside coins and the "Ring of Discipline"?

Franca smiled at the client:

"The specific terms of the contract are?"

She felt that the other party would play tricks on the contract, using supernatural abilities in the corresponding domain, and she intended to take action directly before signing the contract!

Catch him, ask clearly, and then consider whether to sign the contract!

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Lu Mian followed "Madame Hela" out of the tomb, puzzled, and asked:

"What now?"

"You grab my right arm." "Madame Hela's" voice was colder than before, without a trace of temperature.

Lu Mian roughly understood her idea and, according to her instructions, reached out and grabbed her right arm.

Immediately after, "Madame Hela" used her left palm to turn the black diamond ring on her right middle finger.

Almost simultaneously, Lu Mian felt that he had undergone a certain degree of alienation, and he was no longer in the same world as the environment at the tomb entrance.

He hurriedly looked around and found that, including the yellowish candlelight, all things had become blurry, as if covered by thick fog.

In such fog, "Madame Hela" took him forward step by step, re-entering the tomb.

There was no movement in the depths of the tomb, and the two walked forward slowly in extreme silence.

Not long after, in a situation where visibility was no more than five meters, Lu Mian saw a rotting coffin standing vertically on the ground.

That elderly tomb manager just now was standing in the coffin, eyes open, without a trace of luster, his body motionless.

This time, Lu Mian couldn't hear his breathing at all.

In the fog state, the elderly tomb manager ignored Lu Mian and "Madame Hela," "watching" them pass him and head toward the end of the tomb.

There was a gentle slope leading downward, not knowing where it led.

"Madame Hela" signaled Lu Mian that he could let go, and the weird state of fog and concealment disappeared.

Lu Mian stood at the top of the slope, and with the help of the white candle in his hand, he saw quite a few skeletons scattered on the slope, none of which were complete.

At this very moment, he felt a coldness bursting from the depths of his heart, occupying his whole body, making his emotions and desires wither, but miraculously, the irritability and malice of wanting to snap someone's neck that he could never shake off still existed and were becoming stronger and stronger, making Lu Mian feel as if he were watching another self—a crazy, strange self—from an abnormally calm state.

He couldn't help but tilt his head and look at "Madame Hela" again.

This lady drank a whole flask of strong liquor, but there wasn't a trace of ruddiness on her face; instead, it showed a bit of cyan.

This lady looked more like a corpse.

"Are you okay?" Lu Mian kept in mind his main role: to remind "Madame Hela" at all times, not letting her be corrupted by the pollution in the catacombs and appear abnormal.

"Madame Hela" put away the empty flask and said in a cold, illusory voice:

"I'm fine for now.

"I've made certain preparations for the situation here. As long as I don't stay too long, there won't be any problems."

"How much longer can we stay specifically?" Lu Mian asked.

"About half an hour." "Madame Hela" began to walk down the slope.

Lu Mian intended that regardless of whether there was a harvest or not, he would grab "Madame Hela's" arm a few minutes early and use the "Spirit World Travel" ability to forcibly take her away from here.

On the surface of the black slope, the further down they went, the more skeletons there were. They gradually became complete, retaining their original forms, some looking like humans, some like monsters.

The skeleton that "Madame Hela" awakened earlier also knelt on one knee and stopped on this section of the slope, not knowing what stopped it from continuing forward.

After walking for another distance, Lu Mian saw layers of thin, grayish-white mist covering the front.

They contracted gently, sometimes expanded, as if they had their own life.

"Madame Hela" slowed down, looking at the thin grayish-white mist, more cautious and solemn than ever before.

"Is there a problem with that?" Lu Mian felt more familiar with the grayish-white mist the more he looked at it.

"Madame Hela" nodded:

"Very dangerous. I've made corresponding preparations, but I'm not sure if they will work."

Lu Mian listened to Ms. Madame Hela's answer while continuing to look at the grayish-white mist.

Suddenly, he understood why he felt familiar.

Wasn't that the grayish-white mist that shrouded the ruins of Kordu village?

Wasn't that the grayish-white mist that provided protection when he prayed for a gift?

At this moment, Lu Mian understood the real reason why Ms. Justice insisted on letting him follow Ms. Madame Hela to find the "Samaritan Woman's Spring."

He tried to walk forward a few steps and reached out his right palm toward the grayish-white mist.

The moment they had contact, Lu Mian felt a heat in his left chest.

He knew that Mr. Fool's seal had been triggered.

And his right palm didn't encounter any danger, nor did it show any abnormalities as it reached into the grayish-white mist.

Lu Mian's heart became determined, and he said silently:

"Praise Mr. Fool!"

After finishing the brief prayer, he turned to "Madame Hela" and smiled:

"I've also made corresponding preparations, and it looks effective.

"I'll grab your arm."

"Madame Hela" didn't ask what preparations Lu Mian had made, nor did she ask what other information he possessed, letting him grab her left arm and walking into the grayish-white mist with him.

Everything around became even quieter, and it seemed as if invisible breath was surging weirdly. Not long after, the two heard a faint, illusory splashing sound at the same time.

Water sound... Lu Mian felt a surge of joy in his heart and breathed a sigh of relief silently.

He and "Madame Hela" hadn't found the wrong place!

Below was likely the "Samaritan Woman's Spring"!

The two walked a few more steps forward, and the grayish-white mist thinned rapidly, revealing a spring eye the size of a pond.

Around the spring eye were dark things whose specific colors were hard to describe with language, and in the middle surged pale water.

Inside the water, a clump of wet, black hair like water grass floated, and at the bottom, several blurry figures were vaguely trying to crawl out.

Wandering beside that spring water was a female figure, exactly the blurry figure suspected to be a high-level Demoness that Lu Mian had seen before.

Her face was pale and transparent, her eyes were dull and icy, and countless white bones were scattered around her.

Splash!

The pale spring water suddenly shrank into the depths, leaving only a dark, black hole that seemed to be unable to contain even light.

Another splash, and the spring water surged out from the dark hole, refilling the pond-sized spring eye.

Compared to before, it was dimmer, not pale enough, both ethereal and dark, and seemed to contain countless colors.

In a flash, this spring water merged with the surrounding grayish-white mist, restoring the appearance Lu Mian and "Madame Hela" saw at first glance.

In this place, both of their memories began to blur, as if they were dying bit by bit.

Lu Mian hurriedly reached into his pocket, intending to take out the metal small bottle he had prepared in advance, trying to find a way to fill in that pale spring water.

Just at this moment, he touched something with a stone texture.

He hadn't put anything like that in his pocket at all!

Lu Mian pulled out his right hand in astonishment, seeing a brown-brown stone flake in his palm. The stone had many pits, and in each pit were dark red patches like stars.

Earth Blood Ore!

This was the Earth Blood Ore he had lost before!

When did it come back? How could it suddenly appear on him? This, this is part of underground Trier! Lu Mian was startled, his pupils dilated. At the same time, from the dark hole that had swallowed the pale spring water again, came a crazy, terrifying breath full of blood and rust.

It just appeared, and it made Lu Mian and "Madame Hela" freeze at the same time, unable to move.

Wandering around the spring eye, beside the blurry figure suspected to be a high-level Demoness, a skeleton raised its palm and touched its right eye.

At the same time, its white teeth opened and closed, and it made a joyful laugh:

"Since we've all got it, why not try it?"

Immediately after, the countless white bones around the spring eye opened their mouths at the same time, making the same sound:

"Since we've all got it, why not try it?"