Classic revival of infinite games

Chapter 111 6.3 Elders

Ye Man quickly reached the end of the underground passage.

She looked around, surrounded by walls, but at the end of the road, the ceiling at the top was very low, it seemed that she needed to lower her head.

Ye Man pressed the octopus tentacles around the end of the ceiling, and found that the ceiling was loose. There seemed to be a slider, and he could use his arms to support it as long as he opened it and jumped.

Just rush up like this?
This terrain is not good for her, she has no idea what is above it.

If it's a trap...

She imagined sharp knives, ropes, falling rocks...all kinds of traps...

Or it may lead directly to a mysterious party or conspiracy base, and all the characters of the party have arrived.

If she appeared suddenly, the scene would be very embarrassing.Maybe they will face siege or torture.

However, if she delays in acting, she will lose track of her target.

This is what she doesn't want to see.

Ye Man took out the wireless earphones, gently opened the slider with the octopus tentacles, and threw the earphones on.

She listened carefully to the sound here.

There seems to be a very empty sound above, there are birdsong, and the sound of footsteps is distant and rare.

At least it doesn't look like a trap or a party scene.

Ye Man lifted the movable ceiling and jumped up.

Something was wrong with her.

It's not that there is such a sudden danger as she imagined, but she is facing other problems.

She landed in the middle of a pure white alley.White walls and white bricks, the whole courtyard is still bright in the dark.

Her black cloak was originally blended with the night, but it was very conspicuous in this courtyard.

Ye Man immediately took off her cloak, took out the white tablecloth she brought from the original palace from her backpack, and draped it over her body to hide her figure.

The second is that she felt that the effect of the powerful mushroom had faded a lot, so she squeezed a powerful mushroom in her hand, and swallowed it immediately if she encountered danger.

She slipped around the corner and walked against the wall, and then she saw a low door and heard Martha's voice, and what seemed to be another old voice.

Ye Man hid aside, listening attentively.

"You say the saint has forgotten the oracle?" said the old voice.

"Elder, don't worry, the saint seems to have remembered the oracle." Martha said softly, "I told her, she has already escaped."

The elder sighed: "With so many guards, she was able to escape. Sure enough, it was right to trust her. But..."

"Just what?" Martha asked.

"Have you informed her where the prince is?"

"This..." Martha murmured, "I was about to tell you...but I forgot..."

"That's all." The old man coughed, "As long as she can remember the oracle, she will always know that the prince is in the Forest of Remembrance."

"Yes, the saint has always been very capable." Martha whispered, "It's not difficult to find out where the prince is going."

"It's all fate...fate..." The old man murmured, "The rise of our group depends on the saint..."

Ye Man straightened up slightly, and quietly forgot to glance at the hollowed-out door.

I saw an old man with white eyeballs staring blankly into the distance, and Martha was standing beside him, lowering her head to report.

The old man was dressed in a long robe, with a string of toe bones on his neck, and a cauldron was boiling in front of him, as if he was boiling some medicine.

The room is hung with blankets and bone ornaments, and the blankets are embroidered with strange patterns, like some kind of mysterious religion.

Ye Man lowered his head and quietly left there.

Ye Man recalled that in Martha's story, he was supposed to be a famous figure, imprisoned by the king and queen, and sacrificed the next day, which is not a good thing compared to showing his face.

Ye Man covered his face with the sheet, only showing his two eyes.

The alleys are crooked and there are no street signs.

Occasionally, passers-by would give her sideways glances—obviously masking is not a good thing here.

After walking for a long time, there were no vendors on the road, so Ye Man went straight to the passers-by.

"Sorry, where is Yi Lin?"

The passer-by was tall and strong, but he took two steps back and his eyes widened in horror.

He didn't answer Ye Mandi's question, but murmured: "Crazy... this person is crazy..."

Hearing these words, Ye Man suddenly felt a little strange.

(End of this chapter)