Chapter 234, Hell Room

The old man showed a smile, although not good-looking, but more kind and simple.

He glanced at the monitor lizard and the lizard man, and said to Fang Hao, "Are you the captain?"

Captain, he should think that Fang Hao is a mercenary group.

"Yes." Fang Hao nodded and continued to ask, "Old man, is it just you in the village?"

Fang Hao looked at the village again, but saw no one.

"I'm also here to see if anyone comes, and I'll go back in the afternoon. I live in the village next door now, and no one can live here." The old man said hurriedly.

"so serious."

"No, a lot of people died, and the gentlemen in the city didn't care. If it wasn't for other villages who were afraid of suffering, we wouldn't care about this place." The old man continued.

It seems that the villagers have all moved out.

They are all looking for a village to live in, and this village is simply abandoned.

For the villagers, it is also a simple method.

"Old man, tell us what kind of monster it is, the more detailed the better." Fang Hao said.

"it is good."

The old man squatted at the base of the wall and began to talk.

This well has been around since the village existed, and the people of the village rely on this well to draw water for their living.

But who knew half a month ago.

Some people found that there was always a lot of silt left at the wellhead, and it exuded a foul odor.

What is a well.

It is related to the health of the whole village, and the villagers attach great importance to it.

At first, I thought it was the children in the village who did it, so I took out a few mischievous people and beat them together.

But even so, the next day still exists.

The villagers began to realize that something was wrong, and they began to stand guard at night.

When night fell, strange noises began to appear in the well, and some villagers dared to step forward to check.

A black shadow appeared in the well and swallowed the villagers directly.

After that, a humanoid monster started attacking the villagers.

The village organized a young and strong attempt to expel the monsters, but a lot of people died.

The village arranged for people to report to the nearby cities, and no one cared about their lives.

The well is occupied and dangerous.

Slowly the people left, and the village became empty.

"A ghost? A ghost that swallowed people in one bite?" Fang Hao asked curiously.

The term ghost should refer to the undead.

Even Nelson, the orange undead, doesn't eat people.

Swallowing people sounds more like beasts or monsters.

"No, it seems that the entire chest is opened, swallowing an adult in one bite." The old man recalled the scene at that time, his face gradually showing fear.

Fang Hao looked at An Jia and Dimitega, both of them shook their heads slightly.

For the monster described by the old man, it is impossible to infer what it is.

"What about the output method?" Fang Hao continued to ask.

"What is output?"

"Uh, that's how to attack, is there any long-range tricks?"

"I just waved my arms and swallowed people, but I didn't see anything else, and there was no professional person to take care of it. I don't know if there are other long-range tricks." The old man thought about it and didn't answer clearly.

The battles with the monsters were all at night, and the sky was dark and I saw some through the moonlight.

When they saw that they were eating people, they all ran for their lives, and then they still had the intention to look at the means of attack.

"Okay, old man, take us in to see." Fang Hao said again.

The old man hesitated, gritted his teeth and said, "I will take you in and tell you the location of the well,

I don't care about the rest. This village is no longer inhabited. If it can't be solved, let's wait for the city lord to send troops. "

"it is good."

The old man entered the village with several people.

The empty village is a bit desolate, and there are scattered baskets of furniture and beams, wood and bricks in the collapsed ruins.

"It's the well, I can only take you here." The old man said, his body began to tremble slightly.

There is a well in the direction indicated.

Weeds and silt accumulated at the wellhead made of stone bricks.

Scattered pieces of wood and various utensils give the impression of dragging everything down the well.

It is also like being rolled in the direction of the wellhead after opening the gate to release the water.

"Okay, old man, go back to the village. If we solve the problem, we will arrange someone to go to the village to tell you." Fang Hao said to the old man.

"Oh, oh, okay." The old man agreed, turning around and running away.

Everyone looked at the wellhead's position, waiting for Fang Hao's order.

Obviously, this matter has nothing to do with them, and to meddle in this matter is to cause trouble for themselves.

You might even lose your own life.

"What should I do?" An Jia asked.

"Not urgent."

Fang Hao opened the backpack, and the skeleton bullfinch flew out with its wings.

"Take care of me." Fang Hao boarded the cargo bar on the monitor lizard's back, lay down and cast Divine Apparition.

A mass of soul fire ignited in the pupils of the skeleton bullfinch and flew towards the wellhead.

After a circle above the wellhead, except for the accumulation of various silt and sundries, nothing else was found.

Looking into the well, there is calm well water below, and there is not a trace of strangeness.

As soon as Fang Hao controlled the grey sparrow's wings, he plunged directly into the well.

The sun shines in, but it is not dim.

Halfway through the flight, the bullfinch opened its wings and hovered in the air.

On the side of the well, there is a huge crack.

Behind the crack is not dirt or masonry, but a dark black hole, another space.

In the cracks of the broken bricks, the same silt and weeds as the wellhead remained.

It seems that the monster in the mouth of the old man came out of this crack, or escaped into this crack.

With the feeling that I am not afraid of death, Fang Hao flew in along the entrance of the cave.

His sight gradually got used to the darkness, and he gradually saw the scene inside the cave.

This is a slender stone corridor.

The neatly excavated stone walls are gray and dilapidated, and residual water marks can already be seen.

Keep going.

Entering the room, there are luminous stones on the wall, brightening the space.

But Fang Hao's heart became more and more solemn.

This is a room, a room made of human skulls. Fang Hao was in the room, and it was as if he had entered a region of fear, and his whole body was bone-chillingly cold.

In the center of the room is a stone desk with rotten paper scrolls and copper-green lampstands on it, and there are already some objects that can no longer be seen.

Someone has lived here.

Who would live in such a place, the room is still made of skulls.

Simply evil.

The soul fire in his pupils beat, Fang Hao suppressed the shock in his heart and continued to look for the target monster this time.

You can still find mud marks on the slate under your feet.

All the way to a huge clay pot next to the stone table.

"Could it be this clay pot?" Fang Hao speculated in his heart.

But it's not right either.

If the pot is a monster, you should be able to see the name.

It doesn't show a name now, which means it's not what it's looking for.

Is it in a clay pot?

According to the description of the old man, it can open its abdomen and swallow an adult.