"The deep tombs are buried with many famous people, including the dukes of Jin Falls, the nobles of all ages in the city, and heroes of heroes who sacrificed their lives for Jin Falls. Their bodies are placed below, placed in sarcophagus, and buried with burial objects that match their identities." As he said, Sister Nanan paused, and then said in a serious tone, "It is a taboo to use burial objects and will anger the Black God and the Dead. I hope you can abide by it, although I don't have much hope."

Anthony could only laugh at the old nun. Even if he could guarantee it, it was a team of mercenaries with many people, and there were many people who plucked their hair. It was not impossible for them to secretly steal burial objects - perhaps many of them had done this. Thinking of this, Anthony couldn't help but look up at Joel holding a lantern in front of him, and wasn't there one there? Anthony thought that the burial objects he stole were in my "backpack", the fish cutter knife inlaid with gems.

"If you anger the Black God and the Dead, you will be severely punished," although neither of you said anything, the old nun still kept chattering like an old man suffering from talkative quotient. "Maybe you may not be cursed by the gods!"

Is the God of the Black God curse? Anthony nodded secretly. This is indeed possible. Anthony couldn't help but look at Joel again. The man in front of him was carrying the God of Disaster God curse. His blood would burn violently when it seeped out of his body. Although this was very bad, Anthony couldn't help but want to know what kind of curse the God of the Black God curse was. Thinking of this, Anthony couldn't help but ask: "Do you know the information about the God of the Black God?"

The restroom girl who didn't want to be on her back snorted coldly: "Hmph! It's really the way of mercenaries to ask questions!" But after pausing, her tone became a little more relaxed, "Yes, the curse about the Black God, curiosity is a great disrespect to the gods! You should just accept your curiosity."

"Is that true?" Eventually, she didn't say anything, Anthony wanted to sigh.

At this time, Joel in front slowed down: "It's here."

"Have you arrived? The cottage?" Anthony raised his head and looked forward. It seemed that he was at the end of the corridor. A lantern light could not shine on the towering stone wall at the top. There was a thick and simple wooden door above the stone wall. "There is such a place here." Anthony couldn't help but exclaim.

"Okay, you can let me go." Old Sister Nanan said to Anthony. Anthony, who had already felt sore in her waist, was quite happy to put the old sister down. After she stood firm, Anthony immediately supported her, "Thank you, kind Mr. Drake." The old sister nodded slightly to him and thanked him, and immediately raised her head and looked forward, because Joel had pushed open the wooden door and made a creaking sound.

After Anthony helped the old nun into the house, he immediately exclaimed again. The decoration and arrangement of the room seemed to make him feel like he had entered a new world. Although it was still as dark as the tomb outside, and could only barely see things in the faint fire light of the lantern, it still made Anthony feel incredible. After all, there was a cold stone tomb outside, and there was such a warm wooden cabin scene inside.

"Just just help me sit down on the chair over there." The old nun said to Anthony, pulling him back to reality in surprise. He agreed, and then helped the old nun walk towards the only chair covered with soft cushions in the room. After Anthony walked into the room, he smelled a faint smell of herbs and a little moldy smell, which is also true. After all, it is normal for such a moldy smell under such a sunset.

Joel leaned against the door, and after Anthony approached the room, he immediately closed the door and lowered the latch. Anthony naturally knew the reason for him to do this, because several mercenaries followed him. Although they didn't know their purpose, they always kept a distance. They probably thought that Joel and Anthony could not find them, but they didn't expect that the footsteps would sound like drums in such an underground tunnel.

"How do you want me to help you?" The old nun, who sat down, immediately leaned on the back of the chair, as if he had relaxed. Anthony walked to Joel and took the lantern in his hand, then took out a candle from his "backpack" and lit it. The flame gradually illuminated the room.

"We want to know how to deal with the dead." Anthony said bluntly. After hearing his words, Joel immediately sighed, and Anthony looked at him in confusion.

"How to deal with the dead?" The old nun's tone became quite cold. Anthony seemed to have not realized what he was saying wrong. "Do you want me to tell you the way to be an enemy of the Black God?"

The undead is ruled by the Black God. If you want to be enemies with the Undead, it is equivalent to wanting to be enemies with the Black God. Anthony actually asked the Black God’s servant, the Sabre Girl, about this kind of thing, which will naturally cause misunderstandings. He himself immediately realized this and hurriedly said: "What I mean is a way to deal with the undead who refuses to surrender to the Black God!"

"Don't surrender to the Black God?" The old nun made a surprised voice for the first time, "Doesn't surrender to the dead soul? Interesting, very interesting. Do you mean you are about to deal with such an existence?"

"I don't know." Joel interrupted Anthony's words, and Anthony immediately swallowed the words that had already reached the end of his mouth.

It is true, all this is just speculation. "It's just possible." Anthony added, "There are many people who died in vain deeper in this tomb. If we want to go deeper, we are worried that it might disturb them." After that, Anthony looked at Joel again, but this time Joel did not interrupt his narrative.

The old nun Nanan thought about it, and a silence fell into the room. Anthony looked at Joel again. The white mask made him motionless like a statue. The room without any sound made Anthony feel a little depressed. He swallowed uneasyly, but found that the "gulp" sound made when he swallowed the saliva looked very loud, which made him feel embarrassed again.

A long time later, just as Anthony was thinking about talking to Joel, the old nun finally spoke out: "So that's it, I understand."

“That means…”

"There is indeed such a method," the old nun's answer made Anthony unable to help but look surprised. "Among the many ancient knowledge learned by the restroom girl, there is indeed a way to let the restless dead rest again."

Neither Joel nor Anthony said anything, but just listened quietly to the old nun's narration. "The Black God will lead the dead into the abyss of eternal silence and return it to death. The dead who enters the abyss cannot return to the present world because they have returned to death and are silent forever. Although something like "Abyss Rebellion" has happened, even so, it is just a farce. The living cannot be enemies of God. How can the dead oppose the powerful black god? But even so, there are dead who wander in the present world and do not follow the guidance of the black god into the abyss, and the black god cannot directly interfere with the present world, so he granted the method of guiding the dead into the abyss to his believers, that is, us."

"Is there a way to say this?!" Anthony said in surprise. If this is the case, it might be much smoother to enter Black City this time.

"But," the old nun's words made the smile on Anthony's face frozen, "These are secrets that the servants of the Black God must protect, and they cannot tell you outsiders like you."

When Anthony was stunned, Joel asked coldly: "What does it mean?"

"That is, I cannot tell you the method of guiding the dead, because I once swear to the great black god." The old nun said lightly.

"So what you mean is that you want to go deeper with us?" Joel asked again.

"Me? No." The old nun shook his head, "I'm old, too old, I can't take the risk like you."

Anthony finally calmed down from surprise to loss. He frowned and asked with anger, "What do you want us to do?"

"What do you do?" The old nun showed a look of surprise. "This is a tomb, right? Of course, such things must be left to the church to deal with. As long as they report to the church, they will inevitably send outstanding tomb guards and restroom girls to deal with..."

"What a joke?! At that time, Golden Falls might have ceased to exist!" Anthony couldn't help but raise the volume, but he immediately calmed down and took a deep breath, "Didn't you say you would assist us?" He looked inside the room, "What does it mean when you say your tools are here?"

"That's right," the old nun nodded slightly, "I said I would help you. Although I couldn't tell you about the rituals that guided the dead, I would do my best to help you. After all, I promised you." The last sentence of the old nun was speaking to Joel. After that, she reached out to hold the handle of the chair and stood up tremblingly. Anthony quickly wanted to go up and support her. "No," she raised her hand, "No, I can do it myself if I am here."

Then Anthony immediately retreated. After the old woman stood firm, she walked towards the direction of the cabinet next to her. "I have been blind for more than 20 years and have lived here for a longer time. Even if I am blind, I still know everything here." The old nun said this while unlocking the cabinet. Anthony looked over curiously and immediately saw a bottle of bottles and jars in the cabinet, and couldn't help but look surprised again. "There are all kinds of herbs locked here," as if I felt Anthony's gaze. The old nun said lightly, "All kinds of things are considered work needs, and I happen to be interested in these things."

"The women in the slums need to master all kinds of formulas - of course, these formulas must be kept secret, so I can't tell you the effects of these formulas: antiseptic ointments, medicine powder that can lift away the smoke of spiders or rats, and medicine that can make people feel more sensitive and poison that can make people breathe harder - this is for tomb robbers. I think you'd better remind your subordinates, Mr. Drake, that many dead people in the deep tombs have used them. This poison will not fail even if it's left for hundreds of years, so be careful, especially in the ground where the air is thin." The old nun said while making bottles and jars there.

"Thank you for your advice," Anthony replied.

"I can prepare a potion for you," said the old nun as he opened a potion and sniffed the thing inside. "You can add this potion to your lanterns--it's better to brush the lanterns black too. This potion will make your lantern emit a black light, and the undead shining by this light may be noticed by the servants of the Black God, and if possible they will bring these undead into the abyss."

"So effective?" Anthony asked with a frown.

"Of course, but this is not risk-free." Old Sister Nanan continued, and her life had never stopped for a moment. "You will be seen by the black light and will be seen by the servants of Lord Black God. I don't know what will happen at that time."

"I don't know..." Anthony gritted his teeth, "This is too irresponsible."

"It is true, but I have no choice. It is already a miracle that this ancient formula can be passed down." The old nun said lightly, then she picked up a bottle, opened the lid, smelled the smell inside, and muttered in a low voice, "Digging rat oil? Yes, I remember it is a miracle that it is... "I will continue to say just now. It is already a miracle that the formula can be passed down," she repeated the same. "There should be other stories about these formulas, but there is no way to forget the stories related to the formula that have not been used for hundreds of years, right? Maybe there is a record in the church? Anyway, there is no such thing as this Golden Waterfall City.

"It's a miracle that the formula can still take effect."

"The recipe cannot take effect, probably because you made a mistake in the preparation, right?" Anthony couldn't help but say.

"I won't make a mistake in the preparation." The old nun said as he finally put down the last bottle, then picked up a container for making medicine in his hand. Anthony vaguely smelled the bad smell, and then the old nun carefully groped in the cabinet, "I don't have a bottle here, can you give me a bottle? It doesn't have to be big."

Anthony walked over immediately. Joel didn't see clearly whether he took out the bottle from under the cloak or from the mercenary's "backpack". In short, he handed the old nun a pot the size of a palm. "This is just right, thank you, kind-hearted Mr. Drake." Then the old nun carefully poured the sticky liquid from the vessel in his hand into the small pot. Then Joel saw Anthony walking back with his nose pinched.

"It smells so smelly." Anthony said with dry retching.

"It's so rude," said the old nun who was still carefully filling the small pot with unknown liquid, "This is the lamp oil used by the God servant of the Black God. The lamp oil used by the black lantern held high in the hands of the God servant who led the dead into the abyss!"

Joel and Anthony were silent and did not take the old nun's words, while the old nun just snorted coldly and ignored the two of them again.

After a while, the old nun finished the thing. She pushed it back two steps, and locked the cabinet without cleaning up the cabinet. Then she walked over with the small pot filled with strange lamp oil, and handed the small pot back to him. "Just add this lamp oil to normal lamp oil. The dosage is not necessary. Please save it." The old nun said lightly.

Joel also vaguely smelled the indescribable stench on the small pot, but his reaction was not as extreme as Anthony. After Anthony took the small pot, he was immediately surprised by its weight, but then he immediately wrapped it with a thick cloth to block the stench on it, and then immediately stuffed it into his "backpack".

"Will that be fine?" Anthony asked.

"Who knows," the old nun shrugged with irresponsible look, and then said lightly, "I will pray for you, hoping that Lord God's servant will hear it, and that he will not make too much trouble for you."

"Is it difficult?" Anthony showed an uneasy look.

"By the way," the old nun suddenly remembered something, "After lighting the black lamp, if it is not like the one who attracts the attention of the Lord God servant, don't act rashly, don't make noises, or even be careful not to breathe. Lord God servant is very sensitive to the voice and the deceased."

"How do you use this thing in this way?" Anthony asked with a wry smile.

"I don't know this." The old nun shrugged irresponsibly again. "The only thing I can help you is. If there is nothing else, you can leave here."

"Are you going to expel the guest?" Anthony sighed, then looked at Joel beside him, "Then we are about the same..."

At this time, the wooden door of the cottage immediately rang out, and someone knocked on them anxiously. Joel and Anthony immediately held their breath. Anthony noticed that Joel even subconsciously grabbed the hilt of the sword at his waist. Who was it? Anthony became nervous in an instant. Was it discovered by the people in the church?

However, the next knocker's voice made Anthony breathe a sigh of relief, "Mr. Drake! Are you inside?!" Anthony had heard this voice, and it seemed to be one of the two strong players who helped him open the iron gate before, but he seemed very anxious to hear his tone, which made Anthony a little confused.

Anthony hurriedly walked over and opened the door. Sure enough, he looked familiar. He asked quickly, "What's wrong?"

The man was stunned when he looked inside the door, but he still reacted immediately. Anthony looked at his frowning brow and immediately knew that something was wrong.

"After you left, a few new people came," he said breathlessly, "they refused to listen to the dissuasion, and said something that they wanted to make a fortune in the tomb, and then took a few accomplices into the deep tomb! The most troublesome thing is that they have not come out until now! No matter how we shouted at the bottom, there was no movement at all!"
Chapter completed!