A huge black and strange stone door appeared in front of Mo Cheng. The stone door was about four meters long and wide. Two monsters with ferocious faces were carved on both sides of the stone door. A pair of handles on the stone door were white and terrifying hand bones.
Mo Cheng reached out and grabbed the two hand bones and pulled hard. The stone door that originally felt heavy opened in response. As the stone door opened, a rotten smell rushed towards him. Behind the dark stone door, there were many unknown things.
A trail appeared in front of Mo Cheng. The moment Mo Cheng stepped into the stone gate, the originally dark entrance became brighter. It turned out that small oil lamps were lit on both sides of the trail.
Without too many doubts, Mo Cheng walked along the path. Along the way, Mo Cheng didn't encounter any monsters, not even a moth. This was really weird and something was wrong. But since he came
After that, Mo Cheng just took out the staff from the package.
After walking for more than a hundred meters, the winding path finally came to an end. Another stone gate appeared in front of Mo Cheng, but unlike the previous stone gate, there was a living tabela in the middle of this stone gate.
The upper body of the evil spirit.
When the evil spirit of Tarbela saw Mo Cheng, its eyes suddenly turned green. It laughed out loud. This laughter actually scared Mo Cheng. Tarbela actually made a human laugh. You know, it is a human being.
Monsters have no blood relationship with the human race at all.
"You seem to be surprised, human." Tarbella's strange voice was mixed with laughter.
Mo Cheng didn't answer, he just stood looking at Tabela's weird upper body from a distance.
"Human, do you want to go in?" Tarbela didn't care whether Mo Cheng answered its question, and immediately asked a question.
Mo Cheng did not remain silent, but replied: "Yes." So what if Tabela can talk, so what if she has an IQ.
"Hehehehehe." The Tarbela Evil Spirit let out another weird laugh, and its hoarse sound similar to mechanical friction came again: "If you want to enter, you have to answer three questions from me."
Mo Cheng was silent. He was thinking about what Tarbela was planning. This should be the first level, but whether it was as Tarbela's evil spirit said, it depends on what happens next. Will he answer or not?
Seeing that Mo Cheng didn't respond directly, Tabela didn't urge it, because it knew that this human would eventually compromise. In fact, it didn't care. If it wasn't for the damn necromancer, how could it be so aggrieved as to guard the door here?
?Is it like a janitor?
Damn necromancer, when I get out, I will swallow your bones one by one.
"You ask." Mo Cheng finally made a decision and answered the question of Tarbela's evil spirit. "But, I want to know your rules and tell you your rules." Mo Cheng added.
Tarbela's evil spirit looked a little surprised. It underestimated this human being, but it didn't matter.
Mo Cheng has always remembered that he used to deal with those evil spirits. These guys like to trick people the most. There was a saying in the history of Zero Realm: Evil spirits are like the children of the devil, they are good at deceiving.
What they like to do most is to scare humans and suck their collapsed souls. For them, that is an indescribable delicacy.
"Listen to my rules. If you can't answer three questions, then your soul will belong to me." After saying this, the Tarbela evil spirit suddenly stretched out his wet tongue and licked his own.
Mouth. It is very much looking forward to sucking souls. You know, it has been in this ghost place for countless years. Anyway, it can't remember clearly.
Sure enough, when Mo Cheng heard the rules of Tarbela Evil Spirit, he looked like he understood. Tarbela Evil Spirit was attracted by Mo Cheng's calmness.
"Start." Mo Cheng said calmly.
The giant eye of Tarbela's evil spirit lit up again, and its giant eyes kept rotating, as if looking for problems.
"First question, what is the necromancer's favorite thing?" Tarbela's evil spirit stopped rolling its eyes, and its hoarse voice floated in the path.
When hearing this question, most people would answer that it is the soul, but in fact it is not. Mo Cheng remembered that he had entered a tomb of the undead in his previous life, and he estimated that the problem here should be the same as that of the tomb of the undead. To put it bluntly,
These guys are really stubborn and old-fashioned.
Mo Cheng didn't hesitate and immediately replied: "A piece of rotten tofu."
When Tabela heard Mo Cheng's answer, her eyes immediately grew bigger and bigger. She didn't expect that this question didn't stump this human being. She looked at Mo Cheng from the left and Mo Cheng from the right with an unbelievable look.
Mo Cheng, I couldn't find anything that looked different between Mo Cheng and other humans.
"Did I answer it correctly?" Mo Cheng asked calmly.
The Tarbela evil spirit really wants to deceive this human being, but the God of the Undead does not allow it to do so, because it is indeed the favorite thing of the undead. If it denies it, it will not be able to touch that thing in the future.
It's no different than killing it. They are indeed good at deceiving, but they can't deny the things they like.
What a contradictory fact.
Tabela answered with difficulty: "You got it right." She swore that if the human answered her question correctly again, she would go and bask in the sun!
Tarbela no longer struggled with this question, it raised the second question: "What do the undead like best?"
This question sounds like there is no difference from the first question, but in fact, they are far different. The first one is about what I like, and this one is about what I like. In other words, it is not edible.
In other words, it can be used.
After Mo Cheng raised the question about Tarbela's evil spirit, he directly answered: "Deception."
If the expression on the face of Tarbela's evil spirit could be seen, Mo Cheng estimated that it would be stunned and its eyes would fall out.
"Impossible! Are you a necromancer? How can a human being be able to answer that?" Tarbela's evil spirit roared. It was a little out of control. As an evil spirit, an evil spirit that has survived for thousands of years, it should be
I won't let this kind of thing cause me to be like this. All I can say is that it hasn't come out for too long.
Moreover, it is facing the reborn Mo Cheng. Mo Cheng has basically been familiar with these problems in his previous life.
It can be said that it is unfortunate.
Tarbela's evil spirit trembled, and it remembered what it had just said in its mind: Basking in the sun was a very painful thing. It was very scary just thinking about it, so forget it, it just considered it to be unlucky today.
"The third question, what do the undead like most?" The evil spirit of Tarbela looked at Mo Cheng with the eyes of a demon, and asked the third question, it didn't want to deal with this human being.
"Tombstone." Mo Cheng answered the third question neatly.
The evil spirit of Tarbela looked at Mo Cheng and Nan Nan said: "You are definitely a devil!"
Mo Cheng didn't pay attention to the evil spirit of Tarbela. This level could be said to be a benefit to him. Mo Cheng raised the corner of his mouth and followed him and said: "I've finished answering, open the door for me."
"Devil, devil, I hope you can meet Danatus as soon as possible." The evil spirit of Tarbela transformed into a verbose aunt monster, muttered a few words, and then reluctantly opened the door.
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When Mo Cheng walked into the stone gate, he turned around and smiled: "Thank you."
"Go, go, get rid of that bastard's tomb, and then I can go out." There was something strange in the eyes of Tarbela's evil spirit.
After reaching the end of the trail, Mo Cheng came to a huge hollow. What caught his eye was a set of steps and black and white square frames. Then, above the square frames, there were standing statues, which were about half the height.
About meters.
This is... Mo Cheng hesitated for a moment and immediately thought of what it was.
Isn't this a chess game? And it's still an endgame.
It seems that you need to win the chess game to pass this level? But it shouldn't be that simple.
Mo Cheng looked around carefully and immediately found some clues on the hollow wall. Mo Cheng took out a piece of white equipment from the package and threw it hard outside the chessboard. With a clang, the equipment fell outside the chessboard.
on the ground.
With a few clicks, holes suddenly appeared in the wall of the cave, and wooden puppets rushed out one after another. Each of the wooden puppets held two big knives, and they pointed at the ground with three strokes, five divisions, and two.
The equipment was chopped randomly.
The result was predictable. The equipment was immediately torn to pieces by Kander. Not to mention, the wooden puppet kept chopping the equipment into powder before running back.
This makes it impossible for players to cheat, and Mo Cheng estimates that if he makes a wrong move, these wooden puppets might rush out and slash at him. Thinking of this, a chill ran down Mo Cheng's spine.
Yes, Mo Cheng put away his staff and walked down the steps.
The opponent's chess piece moved a step the moment Mo Cheng walked down. Mo Cheng wondered if he should go over and move it by himself? No? But what happened next made him breathe a sigh of relief. A voice suddenly appeared in his ears.
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"Players are asked to silently recite the name and position of the chess piece they want to play."
Okay, not too deceptive.
Without hesitation, Mo Cheng silently thought about Chu Xiang, third from the left.
The opponent made another move, followed by Mo Cheng.
After playing for more than ten minutes, the opponent only had five chess pieces left. Mo Cheng was very satisfied with the result. During this period, he did not make a mistake and did not capture a piece compared to the opponent. This is all thanks to
In his previous life, when he was a child, because his parents were rarely around, he was alone in the community watching the old men playing chess.
Not to mention, the chess skills of those old men are quite impressive. After watching them too much, he also learned it. Occasionally, when those old men couldn't find chess friends, he would happily go up and join in the fun.
ps: What a shame, you guys, I’m coding online on a moonlit night. It’s so difficult to type on this website. I can’t react even if I type too fast. It’s so sad on a moonlit night... I’m going to live or die, guys, please support me. Too much.
