In the messy bluestone room, Shao Zifeng sat on the ground against the wall, rubbing the hidden blade scabbard in his hand and exuding a thoughtful expression.

The moon-hunting dog sat next to him, shaking its tail slightly, and tilted its head to look at the temporary owner.

The terrifying injuries on its body have recovered, but the hair has not grown, making it look a little alopecia areata.

As for Shao Zifeng, he was not injured. The back of his hand who had been scratched on the rooftop before was also cured, but his clothes were stained with a lot of mud and blood stains, making him look a little embarrassed.

He reached out and touched the big furry head of Zhuyue Dog. Shao Zifeng stood up with a hidden blade scabbard and looked at the messy room.

His memory stopped coming out of the illusion, and he had no impression of what happened next, but when he woke up and saw Zang Feng beside him, he could probably guess what happened after he was unconscious.

Take out the phone from your pocket and then finds that the screen of the phone is broken, but it can be used barely.

"Xiaofeng, I've been too busy recently. I'll try to arrive in Longcheng County as early as possible, and no later than noon, and meet and chat."

Shao Zifeng looked at the text message and curled his lips. Fortunately, Qiuqiu solved it. Otherwise, he would have waited until noon and he would be afraid that he would be cold.

The text message was sent by Chen Zhenglong in the middle of the night. I think he hasn't had a good rest these days. After finishing his work in Sucheng, he rushed here.

Shao Zifeng pointed in the reply box and hesitated for a while. Finally, he decided not to tell him that the matter had been resolved. After all, he had killed several underground people in the past two days, and he still needed to deal with the subsequent work. If he saw that the matter could not be resolved, it would be embarrassing.

The breath in the room was relatively turbid, especially after the cold smell was gone, the smell became more pungent. Shao Zifeng looked at the storage room exposed after the collapsed bookshelf, hesitated for a moment, turned on the flashlight on his phone, and walked into it with the moon-passing dog.

The entrance to the storage room is not big, and after entering is a downward sloping corridor that barely allows adult men to pass through.

Shao Zifeng's first reaction when he entered the corridor was that it was smelly, the smell of eyes. It was fine if he covered his nose with his sleeve, but Zhuyue Dog was so smelly that he almost rolled his eyes.

In desperation, Shao Zifeng had to let it guard outside, and Shao Zifeng took his cell phone in.

The ground tilted downwards of the corridor is uneven, the walls on both sides are covered with moss, and walking on it makes you feel slippery and sticky.

Shao Zifeng originally thought it was blood, but when he shone it with light, he found that it was just a stone coat that was damp and long.

The corridor is not very long, but walking inside clearly shows a sense of time, which is out of place with the outside, as if you have entered the tomb passage of an ancient tomb. With the pungent smell and touch on your feet, it generally feels a sense of depression.

At the end of the corridor was a somewhat decayed wooden door. Shao Zifeng gently pushed it with a hidden edge scabbard. The wooden door opened in response to the sound, and he used his mobile phone to shine inside.

I saw a pale and familiar face facing the wooden door, wearing a wide black robe, sitting upright on a chair in the center of the storage room.

Shao Zifeng's hand shook, and he quickly placed the scabbard in front of his chest, looking at the old man vigilantly, thinking that it was transformed by the Nightmare Shadow Assistant again...

After a while, Shao Zifeng slowly lowered the scabbard, and the light spots in the afterglow did not receive energy feedback. If he guessed correctly, this person should be the master of the Nightmare Shadow Escort.

After calming down, Shao Zifeng covered his nose and entered the storage room. He first used fire elements to ignite the wall lamp in the storage room, and then slowly walked to the old man.

As soon as I approached, I felt that the body sensation temperature around the body was much lower than that in other places in the storage room. The old man didn't know how long he had died, but the body was preserved intact and there was no odor coming.

If you guessed correctly, it should be under the protection of low temperature. However, as the nightmare shadow servant left, the temperature in the storage gradually increased, and a lot of crystal water droplets condensed on the old man's pale and loose skin, and the bluestone slabs under the chair also condensed into puddles.

It just made him wonder that since the old man was not the source of the stench, where did the rich rotten smell come from here? Just as Shao Zifeng was about to find the source of the stench, a piece of letter paper on the ground attracted his attention.

Bent over and pick up the damp-soaked letter paper. Compared with what you see in the illusion, the handwriting on it is sloppy and the brushwork is weak, so it should have been written by the old man when he was dying.

"Dear superior: I have been dreaming a lot lately and have been in a state of depressed spirit. I am afraid that it is very limited... I hope to send someone to take over as soon as possible. My pet nightshade servant is not bad by nature, but because of my reasons, I have been a little strange recently. If possible, please treat it well..."

There are many changes in the letter. If you guess correctly, this should be a draft. The real letter may be Luo Feng's source of information.

Alas, really, this old comrade wouldn't have caused such a big deal if he could play with his mobile phone.

After reading the letter, Shao Zifeng tried to find the source of the stench. However, during the search, no matter which direction he looked, as long as he touched the storage shelf, the blue light spots in his eyes would spin wildly, making him feel itchy, and finally gave up searching.

With the oil lamp on the wall of the storage room, you can see that there are four storage racks in the storage room, each rack has a number and an item name, and all of them are handwritten by the old man.

When you walk to the storage rack number 1, all the energy potions and wound medicines discharged in silver boxes were stored in the information you obtained. Judging from the information you obtained, the highest grade here is only level three.

Yes, myself...

wrong!

It’s so hard for Zhuyue Dog, so it should be fine to take billions of points as a reward.

Shao Zifeng looked around with a little guilty conscience, always feeling that the old man in black robe was looking at him behind his back.

In fact, he is not very concerned about other attributes. He buys all the Qiuqiu in his own bag, but this dark attribute is the one. Shao's mother will definitely not be able to bear it after he leaves.

So he didn't take care of other potions, and put more than ten level two or three dark attributes into a box, then filled some wound medicines into it, and then put them aside, preparing to take them away when they were out.

After reading the No. 1 locker, Shao Zifeng came to the No. 2 locker. There were some eggs with eggs that were made of pets. Unfortunately, nearly half of them were dead eggs, and the labels were not as good as the egg variety.

For example, the 1-star quality domestic duck egg in front of me is written on the label, and it also describes the evolutionary paths of swans, which celebrities have them.

Skipping the duck eggs, except for the dead eggs that no longer have energy fluctuations, Shao Zifeng looked at them one by one.
Chapter completed!