Chapter 2807 A Soap Opera Caused by a Mushroom

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Damn it? !

I was suddenly confused. I found a mural in the hell world? What the hell is this? Which naughty kid stayed up there? No, wait, are there any guys among the hell monsters who can draw?

Let me take another look and confirm.

I put the fireball in my hand against the wall and rubbed it on it. When I looked up, I almost fell to the ground.

The mural in front of you is a vivid and lifelike cartoon fox head. Seeing this cartoon fox head that seems to have a sly smile, you can't help but think of a certain little sky fox waving its fox tail in a sly smile. figure.

"Uh..." I let out a feeble **, and I knew who the owner of the painting was, and who else could it be besides the little fox.

Thanks to my close relationship with the little fox, I learned that she likes to leave such inconspicuous marks in the places she explores. It can be regarded as a special hobby of tomb robbers. It’s quite a bit of a [xxx is here for a visit], but it’s not. Know what Finny's unique mark is.

In short, what can be confirmed now is that the little fox has been here before. What is this stupid fox doing in such a dangerous place? I was both amused and angry.

Even the Saint Yue Xian Wolf can't see clearly or feel her little sky fox here. She really doesn't know whether to live or die. I have to give her a good scolding when I go back.

"Oh, Biansha. Wait for me." After recovering from the cartoon fox mark that exuded cuteness and cunning, I turned around and found that Biansha had penetrated so deeply that I couldn't see or feel it. Only the faint sound of footsteps came from the depths to confirm her direction. I took one last look at this fox mark that made me both angry and loved, and quickly chased after him.

Keeping up with Beansa, I asked as I walked: "Beansa, are you sure there are mushrooms in here?"

"Yeah." Beansa nodded.

"It seems very weird here. My sight and mental strength are severely hindered. Do you know where this place is?" I asked casually, not expecting Beansa to answer. After all, this was her first time with me. Come to the world of hell. You certainly don’t know much more than I do, except for the distribution of mushrooms, right?

"One..." Unexpectedly, Biansha responded, and there was a slight lowness and hesitation in his voice.

"A serious place."

"ha?"

If it weren't for the inappropriate environment, I really wanted to go up and touch Beansha's forehead to see if she got dizzy looking for mushrooms and was talking nonsense. I understood every word of what she just said, but why did the combination fail? I don't understand what it means at all?

Think about it. I can only regard it as Beansa's forced explanation. After all, children at this age always like to show off. I am afraid that others will misunderstand that I don’t know anything and look ignorant.

However, Beansha's expression was quite serious. She rarely spoke since entering the cave, which was very different from the usual cute and coquettish little junior sister who always liked her senior fellow apprentices.

Beansa, who fell silent, suddenly gained a sense of majesty for some reason. I opened my mouth several times, trying to break the depressing atmosphere with a cold joke or something, but failed, so I had to follow her silently. .

correct. Why not see how far that bold little fox has penetrated?

Found a place to relax. I continued to put the floating fireball in my hand against the wall while following Beansa's footsteps. While looking carefully for the markings on the cave wall.

Oh yes, yes, the mark is quite hidden under the corner. You are worthy of being an assassin, but you still can’t escape my eyes. You little sky fox, I know you have the attributes of a tomb robber and find this weird. In a mysterious place, you won't give up so easily, and you will definitely go deep enough to not turn around until a sense of crisis is imminent.

Soon, I found several more fox marks. At this time, the gloomy atmosphere in the cave became more and more intense. The air was filled with things that made people panic. Evil, anger, jealousy, chaos, and original sin seemed to condense into... It's so substantial that it makes people feel chilled and out of breath. Even if they are hell monsters with these attributes, I guess they won't want to stay here any longer.

The fox mark has not been found for some time. It seems that the little sky fox also sensed the uneasy atmosphere and chose to leave. Although I know that this is what she did before and the real person has already left safely, I still can't help but relax. He took a breath and broke out the cold sweat for her.

Hey, wait, there seems to be another description here, that lawless little fox, I still underestimated her courage.

When I touched the wall and found the traces of artificial carvings again, my little heart that just fell to the ground picked up again. I looked up fearfully and was stunned.

Not a cartoon fox mark, but a...how should I put this? A mural painted with crude and simple lines. Judging from the carvings, the mural must be quite old. It looks like prehistoric traces left by people from the Stone Age.

This is really strange.

I rubbed my eyes in disbelief to make sure I wasn't dazzled. Then I walked a few steps forward and found other murals. Although they were old, they had not been eroded by time and became blurry. They were still quite clear. , but the crude technique and simple lines made it impossible for me to understand any meaning from it, and I could only show my face full of confusion.

Speaking of which, I was confused by the fox mark left by the little fox, and I kept ignoring one piece of information.

If this was a naturally formed cave, logically speaking, how could it have such flat walls? From the moment I discovered the cartoon fox mark, I should have realized that the carrier carrying the fox mark, this wall with obvious traces of craftsmanship, was the real thing worthy of surprise.

The question is, who left it behind? Could it be that they were the seniors who came to the hell world for latent investigation in the early years? Impossible, these murals are too old, maybe before the invasion of the hell world.

Perhaps even longer ago, powerful men from the mainland came to the hell world intentionally or accidentally. Are they the traces they left behind? This is hard to explain.

However, it might also be possible that they were really traces left by monsters from hell. I suddenly remembered the first time I was exiled to the hell world. As Twin Tails said to me, there are also a group of wise men in the hell world who have escaped from being addicted to the brutal killing game all day long. They long for civilization, but there are very few such existences, and they are hated and hunted by the Seven Giants. They dare not show up at all. Chaos and sin are the essence of the hell world and the source of the power of the Seven Giants. How can they tolerate these heretics who pursue civilization?

Forget it, I'll think about what to do with this. This is the work of archaeologists and has nothing to do with me, the savior.

Thinking of this, my curiosity faded away. If I can still think of today's experience another day, I will mention it to Old Man Farah or Grandpa Kane. Maybe they will be very interested in this place?

About an hour later, we finally picked mushrooms and walked out of the cave. Beansa obviously let out a long breath.

"Oh, could it be that my little junior sister who is not afraid of heaven and earth is also afraid of the dark?" Seeing Beansa's exaggerated movements, I couldn't help but joke.

"No, Beansha is not afraid of the dark at all." The junior sister shook her fist up and down. He angrily denied it.

"I know, I know, I just believe you."

I couldn't help but laugh, holding Beiansha in my arms and touching her head. I smiled and said, it was just a joke. You can tell by looking at Beiansha dressed in black. Not only is she not afraid of the dark, but she also likes it very much.

By the way, is there a necessary connection between people who like black and whether they are afraid of the dark? never mind. Don't worry about the details.

"You should have picked enough mushrooms now, but don't forget our agreement. It's time to go back." I have been out with Beansa for nearly a day, and it's time for me to return to my post. Continue the patrol and sweep plan, and play my role as the Saint under the Moon... ah, the messenger of justice.

"Well, that's almost enough. Let's go back." Beansa kept her promise and nodded vigorously. I was just about to feel happy when she added something that made my heart tremble.

"Go back, roast the mushrooms in Beansa, and eat them with your senior brother."

I:"……"

Can you refuse? Can you refuse? Beansa shouldn't mind, right? Not everyone has the same strong appetite as her. She should be able to understand my difficulties. I just... I just want to live! ! !

Dejected, I returned to the Holy See Hill with Beansa. Even Sa Qili and the others’ belated teasing were not heard by me, because what I had to face next was the choice between life and death.

That's right, I am a fool, I am a big fool who loves to die and I can't refuse this [small] request from Beansa!

If Beansa wasn't afraid of life and didn't like to let others get close, I would have had to call all my relatives and friends on the Holy See Mountain to enjoy this mushroom feast together. As the saying goes, even poor Taoists are dead, and you fellow Taoists still want to live?

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"Brother, is he... okay?"

When everyone discovered a certain Druid again, he was already sitting deep in the Demon King's Palace with a serious expression on his dark throne. From a distance, he really looked like the Great Demon King.

"My dear friends, there is no need to worry. I am doing very well." On the throne, a certain druid raised his hand lightly and said with a majestic look.

Everyone: "..."

"It's okay, I just ate too many mushrooms." The little ghost who witnessed the tragedy said calmly.

"Have you eaten too many mushrooms?" There was a question mark on the little fox's head. Did this bad guy eat psychedelic mushrooms? Are there psychedelic mushrooms in the hell world?

"Yes, this is it. Do you want to eat it?" The little ghost took two out of nowhere, stuffed them into his mouth and chewed them, then handed the other one to the little fox, indicating that he could taste it as he pleased.

"Hmm~~~" The little fox thought about it again and again, but was still defeated by curiosity. Seeing that the little ghost was eating very happily, he took a small bite with peace of mind.

At this time, a sharp light flashed from the corner of the little ghost's eyes, as if the evil plot had succeeded. He opened his mouth, spit out the mushroom that was still intact for some reason, and smiled mysteriously at the dumbfounded little fox.

"Bad guy~~~"

At this moment, the two people who had eaten the mushrooms were working together to put on a good show in the Demon King's Palace. Lucia's pretty face was flushed, her brows were drunk, and she came to a certain druid in lotus steps and shouted sweetly.

"What's the matter? I am very busy."

"People like you, you big bad guy."

"I see. I didn't expect Gu's beauty to be so terrifying. I was awakened by my own handsomeness this morning. People who are obsessed with Gu's beauty appear one after another. If beauty is a sin, then Gu is guilty of a big sin."

"You can say stupid things that people can't understand. I don't care. I love you, a bad guy, to death. You have to take responsibility." Lucia leaned up, looking like a pregnant girl. A certain druid rubbed it coquettishly in his arms.

"Your Majesty's love for me, I will remember it in my heart and will never change it until death. But Your Majesty, I can't do it!" Holding Lucia's little hand, the character seemed to have undergone some kind of huge reversal. Rui began to cry bitterly.

"I don't care, I don't care, I don't care, you want to marry me now, now, immediately, immediately, I want to marry you, a bad guy, and I want to announce to the whole world that I am the wife of you, a big idiot Druid!"

"My journey is to the stars and the sea. Before I defeat the enemy and conquer the three realms, I swear not to marry, well, I won't marry either."

"Then hurry up and conquer, and then let's get married."

"Hahahaha, yes, come with Ben Ang. Now we are going to punch the four demon kings, kick the three demon gods, unify the universe, and kill them to turn the world upside down. Ben Ang's life is destined to be stained by war and blood. Red!"

"Long live unity and marriage!"

"Ben Aung is invincible!"

"Invincible! Invincible!"

Sa Qili and the others were dumbfounded as they watched the two people, whose IQ dropped sharply, acting like no one else on the throne and talking about some unintelligible dialogue.

"All in all, this seems to be a mushroom that can change a person's personality, and may even become the complete opposite."

At this time, the little ghost appeared as a senior expert, throwing the mushrooms in his hand. The other hand had already held the memory crystal, recording the stunning scene just now.

You must never mess with this ghost in the future, no, it's best not to get close or talk to it.

Looking at the opposite side, and then at the little ghost who was holding the memory crystal as if nothing had happened, constantly looking for angles to capture and record, Sa Qili and the others had this thought flashing through their minds.

But there is a saying that goes, "Extreme happiness brings sorrow." Just when the little ghost was having trouble recording, suddenly, the little fox on the throne disappeared out of thin air. Then, she heard the suppressed roar of the volcano just before it erupted.

"You! This! Shine! Body! Good! Big! Courage! Ah!!!!!!!"

Ah, I forgot, this naughty fox only took a small bite.

The memory crystal in his hand was suddenly snatched away at lightning speed. The little ghost had no time to take it back and ran away.

"Stop, let's see if I don't kill you!"

"Oh, bad guy, I like you so much, I really want to marry you~~~" The little ghost learned his death-defying skills from someone who didn't know who. As he ran, he didn't forget to turn around and imitate the tone of the little fox just now, charmingly. said.

"Stop talking ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

In the sky above the Holy See Mountain, the little fox's mad and angry shouts continued for a long, long time...

. . . (To be continued.)

ps: It’s so cold, so cold, it’s snowing, and my fingers are frozen. I wanted to be lazy for a day, but I decided not to.