There are two large rooms in the backyard of the blacksmith shop. The room on the right is the blacksmith's living area, and the right is the warehouse where iron tools are stacked.
The skinny middle-aged man first took Li Xianzong and others to the warehouse filled with ironware. When he opened the dusty warehouse door, a dull smell of rust hit his face.
Li Xianzong crossed the threshold and entered the warehouse, his eyes sweeping across the warehouse calmly.
I saw a variety of torture instruments in the warehouse, including razors, steel needles, hammers, soldering irons, standing flails, tiger benches, etc.
Li Xianzong narrowed his eyes. This was different from the "torture tools" of that perverted woman Yi Chuanmei. The things in the warehouse were used to torture people, real torture tools.
Most of them are covered with dust and rust, and some are so new that they seem to have just been made.
"A blacksmith, why are there so many torture instruments in the warehouse?"
The person who spoke was a strong young man with ordinary features and an unruly face. At first glance, he was not a good person. He was the kind of young man who likes to be brave and aggressive.
But this kind of temperament is ordinary in the evil profession. The only characteristic of this young man is that his left ear is missing, as if it had been cut off by a sharp blade.
The skinny middle-aged man said:
"Not only that, if you look carefully, these instruments of torture are old and new, and Blacksmith Wang is still making them."
As he spoke, the skinny middle-aged man picked up two razors, one was rusty and the other had a sharp blade.
"He is repeatedly and meaninglessly forging instruments of torture!" Li Xianzong made a final conclusion.
The young man missing his left ear frowned and said, "What is the behavioral logic behind this NPC? Or is this just a meaningless setting that you don't need to pay attention to?"
At this time, a man in a suit and leather shoes said in surprise:
"Look what I found."
When everyone heard the sound and looked around, they saw in his hand a dark red steel nail, about two inches long, with the dark red stain of dried blood.
Li Xianzong's eyes flashed slightly, and he took the steel nail from his hand. A few seconds later, a message appeared:
[Name: Cursed Nail]
[Type: Consumables]
[Function: Soul Erosion]
[Introduction: This steel nail once pierced the heart of a strong man. Before her death, her resentment wrapped around the steel nail and formed a curse. The souls of all those who were stabbed by the steel nail will be cursed and die.
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[Note: I curse you, curse you to die like me.]
"Very powerful consumables." Li Xianzong exclaimed: "This is very reasonable, isn't it? After killing a powerful elite monster, we should be supplemented with some powerful items."
He looked around at everyone: "I'll take care of this consumable, no objection."
The team members shrugged.
The evil profession believes in force and respects the strong. Once its identity is confirmed, it will have solid power to rule. Those who are dissatisfied can challenge, but they must be prepared to pay the price with their lives.
In lawful professions, voting or deliberation is required, and the discoverer's consent is required.
Then, Li Xianzong and others carefully inspected every torture instrument and iron tool, and no props or consumables were found.
Afterwards, the group left the warehouse and walked towards the house where Blacksmith Wang lived.
"Squeak~"
Li Xianzong pushed open the wooden door and carefully observed the scene in the room.
There is a bed made of blue bricks by the window, a square table in the middle, and a wardrobe facing the bed.
Everyone rummaged around and found an account book in the wooden box where the clothes were stored.
As the captain, Li Xianzong opened the thread-bound booklet, glanced at it, then looked at his teammates and said:
“Who knows traditional Chinese characters?”
The account book was written in traditional Chinese, and the handwriting was ugly. Li Xianzong found that his cultural level was not enough to support him in reading.
Traditional Chinese. The evil professions looked at each other and fell silent for a moment.
A man in a suit came out and said:
"Show me."
Li Xianzong breathed a sigh of relief and gave the booklet to the other party.
The man in a suit looked at it repeatedly for a long time and said with a smile:
"This is the blacksmith shop's income and expenditure details. I know who those torture instruments were sold to. It's a person named Zhao Yuanwai."
He immediately said:
"But the number in the ledger is not right with what we saw. There are too many torture instruments in the warehouse, far exceeding the quantity ordered by Zhao Yuanwai."
The quantity was wrong. Li Xianzong frowned.
He was vaguely aware that this was a piece of information, information revealed by the copy.
Li Xianzong has experienced an A-level dungeon. Otherwise, how can he be called a genius? The higher the difficulty of the dungeon, the more his abilities will be tested.
A lot of information needs to be dug out by yourself.
Li Xianzong informed his teammates of his thoughts. The skinny middle-aged man thought for a moment and said uncertainly:
"I have a guess, but I'm just not sure. Blacksmith Wang seems to be cursed. I smell a trace of curse on him."
The skinny middle-aged man explained:
"Curse is the ability of the wizard saint stage. I haven't reached that level yet, so I can't guarantee it. Furthermore, this is a camp versus dungeon. It's normal for curses to exist. It's not surprising."
"Curse." Li Xianzong sorted out the information and came to the conclusion: "Curse him for constantly forging torture instruments?"
He didn't hesitate for too long and announced:
"Leave here and look for member Zhao. He should be our next target. We must complete the side mission before the lawful camp."
"Xiu'er, Xiu'er."
Zhang Yuanqing was walking on the street in the west of the town, shouting at the top of his lungs: "My Xiu'er, where are you?"
Queen Guan Ya and others followed Zhang Yuanqing silently.
While observing the surroundings, the queen asked the mixed-race beauty beside her in a low voice: "Has he always been such a shy person?"
She has always maintained a strong curiosity about the legendary Yuanshi Tianzun.
After getting along with him for a short period of time, I found that this well-known guy does not have the arrogance and aloofness of a proud man, nor the humility and gentleness.
Talkative, lively, able to talk about anything and anyone.
And she doesn't dislike such a character.
Guan Ya said "ha": "He just joined the Five Elements Alliance. Within a week, he has become very familiar with his colleagues in the team, Fu Qingyang, you know."
"Of course I know, that is the true pride of heaven." The queen touched the silver ring on her earlobe and said with a smile:
"It is said that he is very handsome, but very cold and difficult to get along with. There are not as many female colleagues who admire him as the one who admires him, but they are all diehard."
Guan Ya turned her head, glanced at her bright-looking female colleague, and said:
"As for Fu Qingyang, we all like him very much. When Yuan Shi is around, Fu Qingyang talks a lot."
The Queen was shocked and sighed: "Is this the so-called sympathy between geniuses?"
"No, Fu Qingyang just likes to listen to Yuan Shi's flattery."
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At this time, Huode Xingjun said irritably: "Does Widow Xu really live nearby? Could it be that Mrs. Wang is lying to us?"
They had been searching for half an hour, Zhang Yuanqing's throat was about to burst from shouting, but the legendary Widow Xu did not appear.
If you can't find it, it means the task is difficult to proceed.
At this time, the sun was scorching the ancient town. After walking for half an hour, everyone was covered in sweat and had to take a break in a dark alley.
Li Chunfeng leaned against the old white wall, fanned himself with his hands, and said:
"Are we missing something?"
Missing information? Zhang Yuanqing lowered his head and thought, going through the details in his mind, but found nothing missing.
Well, just because I can't feel it doesn't mean I don't have it. If I develop an old illness, I should be able to recall all the details, but it's not cost-effective.
Guan Ya stood next to Zhang Yuanqing, condensed for a few seconds, and said:
"No, we did not miss any important clues. Widow Xu's information only appeared twice. Once when Mrs. Wang mentioned her address, and the other time was the scarecrow.
"But this has nothing to do with the current predicament we are encountering."
The round-faced young man ate the lotus root and frowned, saying, "The weather is a little hot, which makes me upset. I'm thirsty. What about you?"
I'm also thirsty. Zhang Yuanqing immediately looked at the Queen and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, please give me some juice."
"What kind of juice? What you said sounds weird." The Queen muttered.
If you were Guan Ya, I would say this while staring at your breasts! Zhang Yuanqing said heartily.
Driving with Guan Ya was a good idea, and Lao Siji was good at it. But driving with other girls made him look vulgar.
Judging from the appearance alone, this queen is a perfect beauty, with big earrings and smoky makeup. Under her summer singles and cropped trousers, she has a bulging and mature figure.
But unlike Guan Ya, who likes to drive, she is relatively "clumsy" in this aspect.
"It's true that water ghosts can control water, but they can't make water out of thin air."
Seeing that her teammates were unbearably hot, she thought for a moment and said, "I'll go to the river to 'carry' some water for you. No matter how dirty the water is, it can be drunk directly after being purified by our water ghosts."
Guan Ya reminded: "Don't stay too far away."
The Queen didn't look back: "Don't worry, you won't encounter the evil camp before completing the branch line."
Zhang Yuanqing watched her back as Pinpin Tingting walked away, withdrew his gaze and said:
"I think that to find Xu Xiu'er, a specific method is needed to trigger it. But there is too little information given so far, and it is difficult to figure out the trigger method."
Guan Ya reminded: "You might as well start from the character's background."
"Let's start with the background of the character." Li Chunfeng muttered:
"She is a widow, and she is suspected of having cursed Wang Po's son. She is probably a witch master? Wang Po's son has hurt her before, and he probably broke into the widow's house at night.
"But there is a logical bug here. Since he is a witch and Gu master, how could he be hurt by an ordinary man.
"Of course, we can't be sure whether Wang Po's son is an ordinary person, and this has nothing to do with the current predicament."
"What are you talking about? After analyzing a lot, I feel that there is no key point. Scholars like you like to think randomly." Huode Xingjun said dissatisfied:
"This matter is very simple. Wang Po's son slept with her, and she cursed Wang Po's son, so she hates men."
"You hate men, so you avoid us? That makes sense." The slightly fat Chi Lotus nodded repeatedly.
"It makes sense!" Li Liyuan Shangcao said calmly: "Didn't anyone go through this plot before? Are there no men among them?"
"This." The round-faced Chi Lotus Root couldn't answer.
Guan Ya pondered: "No, the Huode Star Army's guess is reasonable. I have a guess. If, if, this level requires a female traveler to trigger it."
Her words made everyone present change their expressions.
