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Chapter 108? The task of the third door

After Ye Nuo spent the authorization point, the Dark Things Museum would split a trace of energy and spread through the communication channels of the magic.

This is the essence of divine art. The so-called divine art only calls the energy of the museum.

When Ye Nuo thought of this, he felt that the museum was not simple.

Time flies very quickly, and a whole month passes in the blink of an eye while cracking texts and reading books.

For a whole month, the whole world seemed to be overturned, and undercurrents surged. In the darkness that mortals could not detect, countless filth-removing masters were shuttled through the streets and alleys, not knowing what they were investigating.

"I heard that the Ice Saint of the Ji family used magic skills a few days ago to repel a quasi-tiger-level monster. The call for her to become a real Saint is already very loud. The Li family, the mortal enemy of the Ji family, is afraid that this time it will be anxious." In a restaurant in Chuncheng, several filth-removing masters lowered their voices and whispered to each other.

"So the Li family offered a big reward to check what happened in the Ji family that day. Damn, the reward was very generous."

"What's the use of offering a lot of rewards? The Ji family has announced that the mountain has been closed, and even the organization's inquiries is not clear, and they are confused about it. The Ji family is said to have not been allowed to leave the family for three years. It would be strange if the filth removal masters who have gone there are not being arrested as spies."

"It's not that the Ji family, after all, a quasi-tiger-level filth is raging in their house. It is estimated that now there is far more than a layer of skin, and I'm afraid there is only one breath left. How could it be that there is no force in the grass and trees!"

"Forget it, drink and drink. Do you think Saint Ji really used his magical skills?"

"It's not fake. Within a thousand miles, I heard the prayer of Ji Shengnu using his divine art in the dark. The scene was so big that only the divine words could be explained. Moreover, why did the Li family offer a reward? There are rumors that the saint of the Li family has already made a fortune."

"Damn, do you think Li Shengnu is divining? Wow, it's amazing, it's amazing." Several of these people had their eyes shining brightly. Obviously, the weight of the news of Li Shengnu's divining is definitely not light.

"Oh, drink. It's a bit interesting. I guess their twelve families will be in peace."

"It's more than the twelve families. God has not appeared in the past few hundred years. Now the magic of success has been successfully implemented, which proves that God has returned. We don't know what the organization has, and we dare not ask. Let's take one step at a time. We lick the knife, and we will rush to wherever we eat more and wherever we eat."

"Old Liu, you don't think about fighting. If you turn a bicycle into a motorcycle, you have to go to the Ji family to try your luck, right?"

"Hehe, if you don't gamble now, you will have a midlife crisis in the future. How can you survive? If I'm lucky this year, I'll even put on red underwear."

A group of people ate and drank, no matter what they were saying, but they were actually clear. As the storm changed, there were not only the twelve families, but even the giant organization had changed at the moment when the magic art was successfully used.

No one knows whether it is good or bad. At present, there are people who are careful, but they are more desperate people who want to make a fortune. And the target of this is the Ji family.

I don’t know if the Ji family, which was destroyed by a quasi-tiger-level monster, could not hold on.

At the same time, Ye Nuo stood in front of the third door of the Dark Things Museum. After starting the mission, he fell into silence when he looked at the bloody lines on the door.

The bloody words are like falling into a ravine in the crack of the door, deep and simple. They simply drive Ye Nuo crazy.

There are not many words on the door, just a few dozen. There are very few clues provided. Could it be that the novice protection period has really passed and even the task prompts have become stingy?

——Everything has cracks, that is where darkness sneaks in. New manager, please go to Yincheng, 600 kilometers away from Chuncheng, where there is a false evil thing lurking. Find its secret and offer it to me.

I will open this door.

Time limit: 30 days.

Failure or timeout, new manager, you will become a past tense.

Damn, the task duration actually takes thirty days! Ye Nuo couldn't help but frown. According to the experience of the previous two times, the task duration is usually proportional to the difficulty, and the longer the time it takes, the harder the task will be. In addition, the third task only provides the location.

The most important information, the identity of the monster and its specific existence, was not disclosed at all.

You should know that Yincheng is a big city with a population of more than 8 million. It seems that there are a lot of evil monsters in the 30-day mission period. I am afraid that it will take a very long time just to inquire and search.

Besides, the most important thing is the problem, and it depends on the first sentence.

Everything has cracks, and that is where darkness penetrates.

There is absolutely something wrong with this sentence.

Ye Nuo touched his nose with his hand. The original text of this sentence comes from Cohen's lyrics. It originally means that everything has cracks, and that is where light penetrates.

The mission changed the light to darkness, which was not as simple as changing one or two words. Ye Nuo obviously smelled the extremely dangerous smell.

"It's not easy to do." Ye Nuo returned to the management room and checked local news, media, forums and groups in Yincheng through the Internet. But he found nothing.

After all, a place with a population of more than 8 million is not that it is difficult to find strange things, but that it is too many. The ancestors said that there are many people and more people. Once the population is large, inexplicable neurosis will also show orders of magnitude growth. It is really difficult to screen out useful information among these useless information.

Sure enough, do you still have to go to Yincheng to find it?

Thinking of this, Ye Nuo looked up the bank card balance with guilt and sadly found that he had spent a lot of money recently. The money he saved was basically spent, and there was not much left. If he used to be a poor man, he would be poor now, one more person than a poor man.

To be honest, he only has the money to pay for the tickets to Yincheng, accommodation, travel, etc., which lasts a month. No matter how poor the food is or how bad the living is, he is far from able to afford it.

"It's a headache. Why can't this museum be like other people's novels? You can exchange for some things after completing tasks. It's inhumane. As expected, the novels are all beautiful, and the reality is all ugly." Ye Nuo complained a few times, packed up some things, went home, and went to the school dormitory.

The scholarships that he owed this year should be issued, and Ye Nuo is planning to go back and get another extra fee to the principal as travel expenses. As a conscientious academic master, if he really wants the full scholarship, it is simply a treasure.
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