In an emergency, Claude blocked the torch in his left hand, pulled out the matchlock blunderbuss from his waist with his right hand and squeezed the trigger. He only heard a few "click, click, click" sounds, and then Claude remembered that the matchlock had not yet been used.
Lit it, the blunderbuss was of no use at all, and cold sweat suddenly broke out on my forehead.
The bloody mouth disappeared, probably because it was blocked by the torch and pushed back. As the firelight shone, Claude discovered that there was a large black python coiled in front of him. The body was covered with mud, and the snake's head was raised.
The red letter was swallowed in his mouth, and his two green eyes stared coldly at Claude's figure...
Lying on the grass... I know that treasure hunting never goes smoothly... This was the first thought in Claude's mind. At this time, he only felt that his legs began to tremble involuntarily. Me, what I hate most is snakes.
Although the snake soup my boss took me to eat when I was picking up girls was very delicious, and he even said it had aphrodisiac properties... But, this one is a python, not the little snakes that get into the pot...
Calm down, calm down, don't think wildly at this time... Claude forced himself to calm down. He still had a chance. The short blunderbuss in his hand was his biggest support. Although he only had a chance of one shot, it was less than three meters away.
The distance and lethality should be enough. As long as it hits the python's head, it will kill him with one blow... Besides, this python doesn't look very big. You must not be afraid at this time...
Claude gasped for air, cold sweat dripping from his forehead. But at this time, he could no longer care about this. While staring closely at the python entrenched opposite, he slowly used the short blunderbuss in his right hand.
Get close to the torch in your left hand, ready to light the match first.
At this moment, Claude had already seen the appearance of this black python. It had a thick body, about three meters long, and two sharp fangs... Although he didn't know whether it was poisonous or not, Claude finally relaxed.
He took a breath, this shouldn't be considered a big python. If it were the seven or eight-meter long python in the videos he watched in his previous life, Claude might feel desperate, but this little one looks like he can still survive.
Courage, it is not yet clear who will win...
The short musket's match rope slowly came closer to the torch, and finally, with a "chirp" sound, sparks erupted from the match rope. Claude felt happy, and at the same time, his attention could not help but shift from the confronting black python to the match rope.
In just such a short moment, a black shadow struck.
The black python suddenly jumped out of the mud and shot over like a sharp arrow.
Claude knew something was wrong. He was caught by the black python in the brief moment of distraction. He repeated his old trick and hurriedly used a torch to block it. But what he didn't expect was that the incoming black shadow refused to retreat.
, hitting the torch directly...
Claude only felt a violent impact on his left hand, the torch disappeared, and a fishy smell hit his face. Then, it seemed as if a cold and disgusting thick rope was wrapped around his waist and went up his shoulders.
The movement came with a strong force, and the waist and shoulders were tightened. Claude could no longer stand at this time, and his whole body was pushed backwards, and he immediately fell into the mud.
It only took two or three blinks from the time the black python jumped up to when Claude was entangled and knocked down. The only thing Claude could be thankful for was that his hands were not entangled. He still held a blunderbuss in his right hand and a torch in his left hand.
Although it was gone, the hand was free and could still move. However, when I tried to grab the python's body with my left hand, I couldn't grasp it at all. The python's body was covered with mud and it slipped away as soon as I grabbed it.
With the hunting knife behind his back, Claude stretched out his left hand to pull it out, only to find that the python was wrapped around his shoulders and waist so tightly that he could not pull it out. At this time, the black python had raised its head again and opened its bloody basin.
He bit Claude's face with a big mouthful.
Claude hurriedly put the blunderbuss in his right hand in front of his face, but the python bit into the barrel of the blunderbuss. Fortunately, the barrel of the blunderbuss was very long, nearly sixty centimeters, and the snake's mouth almost covered the barrel of the blunderbuss.
Half of the gun body was swallowed in his mouth, and because he bit too hard, the two long sharp fangs were immediately stuck in the wooden butt of the gun, making it difficult to pull it out...
Claude was overjoyed and was about to pull the trigger, but found that the match that had been lit during the fight had been extinguished at some point...
Lying on the grass... This is like a leak in the house and it rains all night! Claude cursed in his heart that it was bad luck. At this time, the black python was only shaking the snake's head because the snake's teeth were stuck in the gun body. Claude held on tightly.
He held the short blunderbuss to prevent it from coming out, but the long body of the python was twisting tighter and tighter, making Claude feel more and more suffocated...
In a trance, he saw two blazing torches stuck on the branches of a bush not far away. Claude's eyes lit up and he kicked his feet in the mud. He didn't know what he stepped on.
The python rolled its whole body towards the torch.
He touched with his left hand, and a torch came into his hand, but the black python was still fighting with the blunderbuss. When he saw the torch held by Claude in his left hand, the black python shook its head more and more vigorously, and Claude almost jumped.
I can no longer hold the blunderbuss in my hand...
Claude didn't want to use the torch to drive away the black python at all. He just tried his best to press the torch on the short blunderbuss that kept shaking. With a "chirp" sound, the match rope wrapped around the short blunderbuss was ignited again.
The box was very close... Claude gritted his teeth, deciding whether to live or die, and pulled the trigger tightly...
The sparkling match rope was stuffed into the medicine box... There was a muffled sound of "Bang!" and the violent vibration almost made the blunderbuss fall out of hand. And the python head dangling in front of the eyes suddenly appeared at the moment of the gunshot.
Stiffness. In fact, it was just a short moment, but to Claude's feeling, it seemed like a long time had passed...
The black python suddenly raised its head high in a hurry. Claude could no longer hold the blunderbuss in his hand and ran away. However, he saw the black python's body trembling violently, and its long body was tightening tightly.
After strangling Claude for a while, it gradually relaxed. Finally, the snake's head fell straight down, and it rolled in the mud for a while until it slowly stopped moving...
Claude lay in the mud and gasped for air. After a long time, he sat up, lifted the snake body off his body, and then stood up with difficulty holding on to the pile of bush branches. His whole body ached, and he didn't know it was because he was strangled by a python.
It's because I was exhausted from the fight just now. But I'm lucky, I wasn't bitten by the python, all my body parts are still there, and I don't have any missing limbs or serious injuries...
There is also a torch stuck in this pile of bush branches. Now Claude doesn't care whether there is mud on the ground. He has rolled on it several times anyway, so there is no need to use these bush branches to rest his feet. Take it down.
The torch was placed on the branches of the shrubs. After a while, the branches of the shrubs were ignited by the torch and burned into a big fire.
By the light of the fire, Claude found the extinguished torches on the mud. After relighting them, he threw these torches on the remaining three piles of shrubs and branches, so three more fire piles burned.
The light from the four big fires was enough for Claude to see the surrounding scene clearly, and he could even vaguely see the outline of the basement. The basement was very large, covering an area of about three to four hundred square meters, except for the area around him.
The ground is in a mess, with dark mud in the distance.
Claude lit four large fires for only two purposes. One was to allow himself to see the surrounding situation and avoid another sudden attack by a python. The other was to light a fire to deal with pythons living in the dark.
Wild beasts are also a threat, at least they make people feel safer than a few torches.
Besides, after finally getting rid of a big python, Claude didn't want to encounter a big python again at the end of the game. His short blunderbuss was still in the mouth of the dead python on the ground. If the dead python still had
As for my companion, I really have nowhere to cry, and I am dead and alive...
Pulling out the hunting knife from behind, Claude carefully approached the motionless black python on the ground. Although he shot the python in its mouth, Claude could not guarantee that the black python had been killed.
I beat myself to death. In my previous life, I read in the newspaper about a man with a bad foot. He saw a snake head chopped off by a chef on the ground, so he went over and kicked it. Unexpectedly, the snake head would still move and bite the man's toes.
When he was taken to the hospital, he was already dead from the poison.
Learn from the past and learn from the past. When dealing with snakes, no matter how much patience and caution you have, it is natural.
Claude slowly approached the snake's head, always paying attention to the movement of the snake's head.
The black python lay motionless in the mud...
The tip of the hunting knife was aimed at the black python's eye. Claude gritted his teeth and pressed down hard. The tip of the hunting knife penetrated into the snake's eye and penetrated straight into the brain. The whole body of the black python seemed to be struck by lightning.
, twitched violently a few times, and then became silent again.
Claude was still worried that the black python was not dead, so he used a hunting knife to stir up its brain a few times. After confirming that the black python was really dead, he pulled out the hunting knife. Then he used the hunting knife to
Pry open the black python's mouth and pull out the short musket from the sharp fangs...
Only then did Claude realize that the black python's fangs had punched a hole in the butt of the poplar wood and got stuck under the gun body. No wonder it couldn't free its mouth from the musket no matter how it swung around.
and even gave Claude a chance to kill him with one blow.
After replacing the spare match rope, cleaning the barrel of the gun and loading the fixed gun again, Claude took the short blunderbuss and calmed down. He inserted the hunting knife, picked up a torch, one foot high and one foot low.
Walking through the mud to the back of the stone staircase, he didn't care about the dirt on the ground. He leaned down directly, put the short blunderbuss next to him within easy reach, and then slowly pulled out the jade box in the square hole.
Use a torch to shine inside the hole to make sure there is nothing inside, Claude sticks the torch on the ground, picks up the blunderbuss and carries the jade box to the rope ladder, inserts the blunderbuss into his waist, and starts to climb up...
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After exiting the underground entrance, Claude immediately knelt on the ground. Only then did he feel safe. He gently placed the jade box in front of him, wiped the mud on his clothes carelessly, and then
Lord then went to open the lid of the jade box.
This jade box is not the kind that has an upper lid and a lower box, with the upper and lower parts separated. Instead, it is a bit like the packaging boxes for red wine in previous lives. The lid is pushed open and there are slots on both sides of the box. The jade lid is made of the same material and is very thin.
It is light but very strong. It makes people wonder why such a large and thin piece of jade will not crack or break. But considering that this is a magician's box, Claude feels that this is not a strange thing.
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Inside the box is indeed what the Landes mage said. There are two diaries and a notebook, as well as a deerskin money bag, which contains a small bag of gold coins. Other than that, there is nothing else.
It’s something. Master Landers didn’t lie. He is indeed a pauper among mages...
Claude re-covered the jade box and let out a long sigh. The purpose of coming to Bailuzhou this time has been achieved. Although it can be considered a risk, the result is still good, and his life is not in danger. But what happens next?
How to end?
Claude didn't want his three partners to know about the Landers mage, but he couldn't hide the fact that he went to the underground floor to fight the black python to death, especially since he was still covered in mud.
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So you have to think carefully about how to phrase your words. Even though Bockaar, Eriksson and Viriklo are the same age as me, all sixteen years old, compared with other students in the same class, they are
All three of them have grown-up sophistication and acumen, perhaps due to the words and deeds of their father.
Although their grades in school are not good, it just means that they are not interested in learning. It does not mean that they are not smart. This is also the reason why the three of them can play with Claude and become good friends. They look down on the rest of the class.
Those classmates thought they were hypocritical and unreal...
What a headache... Claude discovered at this moment that it was actually easier and simpler to deal with the black python than to make up a reasonable lie...