Chapter 151 I know this (2 updates)
There is less information than expected, but it is enough to confirm that it is the passage to the Deviant Valley.
Mi August put away the book of good and evil and jumped down from the well.
Just as Mi August jumped into the complaint well, several figures appeared here.
“I just jumped without any preparation.” Zhou Hai shook his head.
Shang Chan, who was wearing a black robe, said: "How did you know she was not prepared?"
"Shut up." Zhou Hai scolded: "She was assigned to go to the Devouring Valley for her first class assignment. , you are jealous, you are afraid that the son of Tongtian will not die, right? "
Shang Chan's hoarse laughter came from the hood, and he replied sarcastically: "Is the blood boiling pill lesson you gave me easy for new disciples?"
Zhou Hai raised his eyebrows. , said with a proud smile: "Of course it's not easy for ordinary new disciples, but She has an extraordinary talent in alchemy. She will have to take the alchemy path in the future. It’s okay if she takes the initiative to learn the art of magic. Next time, don’t mislead others.”
Shang Chan said: “Before today. I'm not optimistic about her devious ways. I thought she She has a calm temperament but lacks courage. Now she feels that she is a good material for a trickster. She is good at controlling the perineal art of trickery, and she is brave and resourceful. As long as she can maintain this temperament after staying in the Devouring Valley for half a day, she will be better in the future. Become a great tool.”
Zhou Hai didn't listen well, he meant to rob someone.
“There are so many souls who can follow the path of a trickster, but there are very few who have the talent of an alchemist. You can count them on ten fingers, so don’t mess with me.”
Shang Chan didn't answer, making it clear that he didn't intend to agree to Zhou Hai.
Ding Wei, who had long been impatient listening to the conversation between the two, finally couldn't help it anymore.
"Shu Xiu, Shu Xiu, I have told you that she is going to be a Shu Xiu. Didn't you see how sensitive she is to the rules along the way? Which new student treats monsters like she does? , no killing rules were triggered.”
"Although she has talent as a calligrapher, her talent as an alchemist is stronger." Zhou Hai still insisted.
Ding Wei sneered, "How many broken herbs can she handle?"
Zhou Hai said: "How can she master the pharmacology of Boiling Blood Pill after just one lesson? Qing Qingqing, as well as the extraction of medicinal materials, processing sequence, and weight requirements of the refining process were all outlined in detail. If she hadn't taken out the elixir , I doubt she has known it for a long time."
As soon as this was said, both Shang Chan and Ding Wei looked over, and Ding Wei said: "What do you mean?"
Zhou Hai said. : "What I mean is that you still don't understand. She completed the homework I assigned yesterday."
"..."
Shang Chan and Ding Wei, who did not understand alchemy but knew how difficult it was, were speechless for a while.
At this time, Mi August did not know that several division commanders above the wellhead were arguing about her future path.
As soon as she jumped into the well, she felt a damp whirlwind rolling towards her. She did not feel any danger in this wind. There was a weight on her back, as if there was someone lying on her back, and the moist breath It blew against her ear.
Mi August lowered his eyes and saw a rotten hand on his shoulder, some rotten to the bones, and even the bones were mottled black and blue.
Judging from the size of the hands, the person on the back is not very old.
"Wuwu, what's your name?"
The suppressed and choked question has the softness of a child and the hoarseness of a teenager's voice.
Mi August answered softly, "Mi August."
"I recognize you."
Before Mi August could think about where this recognition came from.
The voice then said: "You wrote me two letters."
Before knowing the rules of this strange talk, the less you say, the less likely you are to make mistakes. Mi August just nodded. made a sound.
The hands on her shoulders gradually moved to her chest, and the person on her back also moved closer to her.
The rotten touch came into contact with the skin on the side of the neck, accompanied by a strange smell that seemed both fragrant and smelly.
Mi August did not move, nor did he perform any spells.
The Complaint Well is the passage leading to the Deviant Valley. Since the Conspirator asked them to come here to do their homework, there is no reason to let the disciples enter a certain death situation before entering.
As a being that can intimidate other ghosts, Complaint should be a ghost story similar to 'You are polite', and is more inclined to be nice to others.
Even if it has killing rules, it should not try its best to induce people to violate the rules like those weird stories that are keen on cannibalism.
"You have a smell that I like." The hand on her chest hugged her neck.
Even if Mi August didn't look back, he could probably imagine the posture of the two of them.
The monster on her back was completely lying on top of her, and its legs were still dangling with nowhere to rest.
Mi August thought for a while, and took the initiative to reach out and hug his legs. This was no different from actively carrying him.
"Huh." The monster took a breath and let it out gently, as if he didn't expect this.
The hair on the back of the neck stood up as the dank breath blew away. Mi August asked calmly: "What is it like?"
"Familiar taste, friendly taste, the same taste." Every time she said it, it buried itself in her neck and breathed, and suddenly cried as she spoke.
The cry was so sobbing and suppressed, but in this environment, it only made people feel cold all over.
Mi August asked: "What's wrong?"
"It hurts." It said: "Little E hurts." "What can I help you?" Mi August said softly .
There was no sound behind him.
As soon as it is quiet, everything around becomes silent.
“Xiao’e?” Mi August said.
“We’ve arrived where you want to go.”
After saying these words, Mi August felt down to earth.
Xiao Er, who was lying on his back, let go and said, "Don't look back." It said.
Mi August has never looked back.
"Call me whenever you think of it."
"Xiao Er?"
"...Yeah."
"Okay."
"Go forward, don't go down."
Just like what Lin Dai said, Mi August looked at the intersection with only one passage ahead.
Behind her, where she could not look back, a 'person' with multiple rotten parts on its body and black and blue bones could be seen lying on the ground. Its legs were twisted, its hair was messy and covered its face, and it was vaguely able to The glimpse of skin is also mottled flesh and blood.
The eyes under the messy hair stared straight at Mi August's leaving figure.
Mi August walked for about five minutes, and when he came out of the entrance of the passage, he saw a disciple in hospital uniform sitting on the ground and wailing.
Probably because he didn’t expect to see someone passing by, she was a beautiful girl. The male disciple’s voice was choked, and soon veins appeared on his forehead.
Mi August just looked at him and continued walking forward, but was stopped by the man, "Hey, junior sister, do you have any healing elixir on you?"
Mi August nod.
The male disciple looked happy and said, "Please help me, junior sister."
"Ten spiritual crystals each." Mi August said.
The man smiled bitterly and said: "We are all from the same school..."
Before he could finish his words, Mi August had already turned around and left.
"Wait, junior sister, this must be your first time here. You give me a healing elixir, and I will tell you news about survival in the Devouring Valley." The male disciple stopped her again, "This news is important to me. Disciples who come to the Devouring Valley for the first time are very important.”
Mi August stopped again.
The male disciple smiled and said, "It's just a pill. You see that my fellow disciples are like this, so just take pity on me."
Mi August walked towards him.
The man was delighted, "I can tell my junior sister the news first, and then she will give me the elixir. This news is... there are no rules in the Valley of Devastation!"
The dark blade flew out of his sleeve. , but when he entered Mi August's body, the other party's figure disappeared.
How come?
The smile on the male disciple's face froze as he succeeded in his plan.
"I have received your personal teachings."
The voice came from behind.
“No, junior sister, I’m just kidding you.”
The male disciple quickly begged for mercy, and another dark blade appeared halfway.
The dark fire has swallowed him up.
“Are you kidding? I can do this.”
Mi August smiled.
The male disciple fell down with a resentful expression, "If... I hadn't been injured..."
Mi August took off the relics from his body without comment. When he took the disciple order, he unexpectedly The credits of the disciple order of the deceased disciple can be transferred.
"It turns out that this is the place that really tests people's hearts."
The ghost stories in the academy are hurtful, and the disciples cannot fight each other. This avoids mutual harm among disciples on a large scale. Once you are familiar with the rules of the academy's weird stories, you can study safely.
Therefore, in addition to the fact that the new disciples die more when they first enter the school, the longer they stay in the academy, the more stable it will be.
Mi August originally thought that the education style of the Shuxiu sect was relatively gentle - compared to other sects in Lingzhou - but now he understands that they just allocate places to you.
(End of this chapter)