I kill gods in my dream

Chapter 214 Coincidence
To be honest, it would seem a little too bold for someone to walk through the woods, see such a building, and have the courage to come in and explore instead of turning around and leaving immediately.

Different from the ignorant Zhao Tianxiang.

After visiting the reflection space in Chiyuan City several times, Wu Shuang checked the nearby environment after returning, because according to his findings, no matter how these spaces are constructed, there will be more or less people coming from them. Based on reality, lust also told him that building a space similar to the reflection of reality based on existing locations in reality is the most stable and common method.

But he had already seen the map, but he didn't find such a monastery near the air-raid shelter.

Even in the past hundred years, this place has always been a wilderness.

The construction of the air-raid shelter was also much later than the matchbox he found here. As a consumable, this matchbox is unlikely to last long, especially when there are so many candlesticks in the hall, the only one Maybe, something happened here before the matchbox was used up.

In this case, why the entrance appears in the air raid shelter is also a question.

Full of questions, Wu Shuang didn't say too much nonsense. He took the candlestick and walked towards the open door of the only two doors on both sides of the hall. Compared with the closed door, this door was open. The open door looks more like the traces left behind by previous visitors.

Passing through the long and narrow corridor, Zhao Tianxiang asked doubtfully on the way: "Hey, Mr. Bei, did you say before that you wanted to help that kid leave? Why? Can't he leave by himself?"

"Existences like that little ghost can be classified as spirits. There are many types, such as the well-known ghosts, or earth-bound spirits, etc. There are also artificially created ones, but as spirits, they all need something that can host them. , and the spirit body often cannot stray too far from its host.”

"Oh, that means we are going to find his lodging? Could it be that Ultraman toy?"

After Zhao Tianxiang suddenly realized this, he suddenly remembered the toy that scared him out of his mind in the tunnel last time.

But Mr. Bei shook his head.

"No, his body was not in the tunnel. In other words, he went there after death. It was more like he was hiding from something. The toy was probably left behind before running in here. It has nothing to do with the lodging. Big, if we want to find the lodging, we have to find the body first."

Speaking of this, Zhao Tianxiang reacted much faster than before and quickly realized the problem.

"Then wouldn't it be easy for us to encounter something that could kill him?"

"Probably. It's unlikely."

Wu Shuang, who originally planned to follow the trend and told Zhao Tianxiang to be careful, walked through the long and narrow corridor and pushed open the ajar door at the end, and saw clearly what was going on inside. He couldn't help but feel that things were starting to get a little complicated.

This is a library. The rows of bookshelves are filled with old books. In the swaying of the candlelight, you can see the dust and cobwebs on them.

It's just that these spider webs are a bit exaggerated. The sparse places look fine, no different from normal spider webs, but some places are as dense as white cloth woven with countless silk threads. It seems that some giant spider regards this place as its own. Lair.

In fact, there is indeed some kind of giant spider-like monster here.

There was no need for him to look for it, because as soon as he opened the door and came in, he could see a huge corpse lying among a pile of broken remains of tables and chairs. With the help of the dim candlelight, he could see something similar to the death of a spider. Finally, eight long legs curled up.

But as long as you take a few steps closer, you can clearly see its pale skin that is completely different from that of a spider, as well as the eight curled up legs that look like human hands. The bulging abdomen has been cut open, the internal organs are flowing out on the floor, and the head is It is almost the same as a human being. In other words, this is a monster that was transformed from a human being. However, it is now killed by an unknown thing. Even its head was split in the middle. It is the kind that cannot die anymore.

"vomit!"

Unlike him, Zhao Tianxiang, who had never seen anything like this before, his whole face became distorted almost the moment he saw the corpse clearly. After a period of change, he could no longer hold back and turned around and vomited out.For Wu Shuang, this was indeed a bit disgusting, but not to the point of vomiting.

Compared to the question of whether it was disgusting or not, he was more concerned about how the thing died. He reached out and touched it. After making sure it was completely dead, he began to check it seriously.

Zhao Tianxiang finally regained his composure. When he turned around, he saw Mr. Bei inspecting the horrifying corpse without changing his expression. At the same time, he was dumbfounded and couldn't help feeling sick because Mr. Bei was actually still there. He walked to the head of this thing and stretched out his hand to pull it.

He covered his mouth that was about to spit out again, and after struggling to hold back, he couldn't help but ask: "Why are you looking at this corpse?"

"Of course, check to see why it died."

"Is this necessary?"

As soon as Zhao Tianxiang asked this question in a strong sense of discomfort, he immediately realized that he had asked an extremely stupid question.

Mr. Bei looked at him while holding the candlestick and asked, "Do you think killing this thing won't pose a threat to us?"

"What killed it?"

"At present, it seems that it should be something that possesses sharp weapons or can use sharp weapons. Judging from the current situation, this library is its lair, but something came in from the outside and killed it, and It hasn’t been long yet”

Speaking of this, Wu Shuang thought of the broken tombs outside.

He also saw those graves at that time, and could tell that the soil had not been dug out for a long time. If combined with the corpse of the monster, which had only been dead for a short time, the two were probably related.

"These slash marks are new. The thing used to kill monsters should be a sword, and the shape should be similar to a human."

Reaching out to touch the gap in the remains of the table, Wu Shuang calmly made an analysis.

Zhao Tianxiang asked nervously: "Then what should we do? Where did that thing go?"

"No matter where that thing went, of course we need to understand the situation of this place first. Take a look here. There are books everywhere. Maybe we can find something useful."

Wu Shuang didn't forget that he was here to hunt for treasures. With so many books here, he might be able to dig out some classics with spells written on them.

Moreover, he also found a small notebook in the monster's clothes that were almost like rags.

Taking it out, he saw a symbol that he was very familiar with on the dark, ink-like title page.

He once used the identity of Jing Yun to search for information in the Silent One's database, and saw this symbol in an information called The Lost King.

This made a strange expression appear on his face.

What a coincidence?
(End of this chapter)