"Then look for it quickly." Since she was squatting next to the body, I would look for other places in the house. I also seized the time and started working hard. I was dizzy, used iron pots, broken magnifying glasses, and moldy fur coats... This Pierre doesn't look like the owner of a giant treasure. He put all the fucking garbage in the house. He threw the ragged games on the ground, and I turned to look at the stone bookshelf.

"Hey, come here, look here, aren't you looking for books? Why don't you look for them on the bookshelf?" I said to Mo Xiezi who was checking the body. She said without looking back: "It's impossible to be on the bookshelf. When I came last time, I checked them while he was not careful, but there wasn't, so I decided on him."

"Oh." I responded casually, and my eyes returned to this bookshelf. For some reason, I always felt something was wrong. Looking at the random books on it, I reached out to pick up one, patted the dust on it, and read it casually. I finally found something was wrong, because some of the books on this bookshelf can be taken down and read it. Unfortunately, these are just gossip novels about ancient orcs, the history of the elves' division war, the strongest biography of the magician in history, and other gossip novels. If these books were replaced by those "classic" skill books in Nicholas Castle, then we would have made a fortune. I said in my heart.

Although it is not as beautiful as I expected, these books are not useless. Maybe there are some secrets in the books, or there are some hidden tasks. When I think of this, I took down all the books I could take off on the bookshelf without hesitation. Just as I was about to throw them into my backpack, I heard a ding, something fell from one of the books, and I looked down and found that it was a silver key.

I bent down and picked it up. I was about to die. It turned out to be a fine product. The smooth silver handle was a pair of floating patterns like wings, and a light purple flowing diamond was inlaid at the hollow joint. In my opinion, in Pierre's cottage, except for the stone elemental slaves that were broken up by me, the most valuable place was probably this silver key. I was about to ask Mo Xiezi if she was looking for this place. I heard her shouting excitedly: "I found it, it's true on him!"

Tsk, since she found the props, it seems that this key was not what she wanted. We are not polite, so we took advantage of the gap between stuffing the book into our bag and threw the small key in.

Mo Xiezi picked up a piece of rag and wiped the black hard leather book that was the size of a palm on his hand, with something rumbling in his mouth. I walked over with a smile and said, "What kind of book is so precious? Look at your appearance as a slave, let me see if it's better?"

We thought Mo Xiezi would definitely show it to me, but she quickly put the book in her arms and grimaced at me and said, "Boss, I can show it to you, but I have to wait until I return to the Devil's House, I will study it first and then show it to you."

Damn, this little girl movie, our buddy came to help her do the task from a long distance. She worked hard and slashed her for a long time, and then she said this. OK, our buddy has a lot, and she is still thinking about the silver key in her heart. I don’t care much about Mo Xiezi’s words.

Seeing that I did not answer, Mo Xiezi seemed to think that I was angry about this trivial matter and offended the Demon Lord. This crime was quite serious. It was not a joke. She quickly gave me a pitiful look, moved her steps to me, and said, "Boss, don't be angry. Actually, I didn't mean to not show it to you. It's just that this book is not available yet. I have to wait until I go back and hand in the mission. I think I'll give you a surprise when I go, you can't be angry with me!"

Sweat, his fur was covered in his hair, and my buddy... I was not angry with her at first. Unexpectedly, Mo Xiezi actually made a very coquettish voice to please me, which made me feel a little amused.

"Okay OK, okay, I'm not angry with you. Anyway, after you finish the mission, tell me what the use of that thing is to satisfy our curiosity, OK?" Seeing Mo Xiezi quickly regaining his normal expression, I said as I turned my head to walk towards the door, and continued, "Then, Mo Xiezi, the mission has been completed now. You can go dig with me to mine. Is there any monster inside... Mo Xiezi?" Since I haven't received an answer for a long time, I repeated it again, and the girl ignored me. When I turned around, I saw that only Pierre's body and stone fragments sprinkled all over the ground were left in the room. Mo Xiezi had long disappeared.

Oh, where did this girl go? Could it be that there is any mechanism in this room? I just turned on the detection and searched around and heard the pager ringing. It was the message that Mo Xiezi threw. When I opened it, I saw Mo Xiezi saying, "Boss, I just returned to the city and pinched it too fast. I'm sorry, I didn't have time to reply to your words. I've never been to the cave. It seems that they are monsters above level 46. I don't know if there are any other exits. Anyway, I always use the return stone to leave. If you want to mine, go by yourself. It's not convenient to take me with me. I've also gone to the task, byebye!"

Dizzy, this girl actually threw me here, and shed oil on her feet and slipped back to the city. Forget it, let's continue exploring in to see if we can find out about the silver key, and check if there will be any rare ore produced in this mine. After all, it's rare for me to come here once in such a hidden place. Just go back empty-handed, which doesn't seem to fit our temper. Indeed, if you want to go mining or kill monsters, it's inconvenient to lead a craftsman of about thirty levels. Now she's leaving by herself, so she won't worry.

Walking out of Pierre's hut, I looked up and looked at both sides. We had seen the way we came, and there were no big flower heads, so I should continue to move in. Along the way, of course I didn't let go of the ore rock layers on both sides of the mine road, but apart from ordinary copper ores and silver ores, I had not found any higher-level ore appearing. Continue moving forward, I suddenly found that the entire tunnel was slowly tilting downward. From this, I infer that I was not choosing the wrong direction, and this was indeed moving towards the depths of the mine.

After walking for about half an hour, the number of goblin miners around me gradually increased. Unfortunately, nothing new is still the same. They did not pay much attention to my appearance. They turned a blind eye to me and were devoted to mining. I peeked and explored it with real vision. These goblin miners were only about sixteen or seventeen years old. They would not attack them actively. Seeing their pitiful appearance, they were half of their peers, I still stopped ravaging them. (In fact, the main reason is that the ore here is not very good, otherwise how could our buddy allow these NPCs to rob me? It would be fine if they didn't kill them to get messy)

Suddenly, a fishy smell mixed in the air, accompanied by heavy breathing sounds, a tall and ugly figure appeared in front of me, making me take a few steps back and avoid the void. Looking around, I saw that it turned out to be a wild boar with black hair covered in black hair.

This person has a pig-headed body, with two snow-white fangs curved upwards, a pair of ears as big as palm-fried fans, and a mouth full of flesh trembled. He was wearing a wide black leather armor, and a rough stone battle axe was inserted on his waist. He held a slender leather whip that was shining like a poisonous snake in his hand, constantly whipping in the air, ruthlessly whipping on the poor goblins.

Fuck, abuse our fellow travelers. It seems that I need to seek some fair treatment for them. Who made me a caring and good person (you kid kill monsters, what excuses do you make? It’s a good person? Two words: hypocrisy).

I can't dig a good mine, and there are no clues on the silver key. I'm worried that I can't find a place to vent my depression in my chest. As the saying goes, if you have a way in heaven, if you don't go, you can break in, if you encounter this pig mule, the god of killing, it's unlucky.

The level 55 wild boar man is not as harsh as the stone elemental nuclear. Xiao Hei didn't need to say anything. He jumped high and rushed forward. Without allowing it to swing its whip and pick an axe, he bit its throat with one bite. Xiaoying saw the opportunity and threw out two ghost snakes, firmly bound the pig's arms, then raised the giant sword, and chopped the big pig's head. With these two treasures, I didn't need to start work. I just need to shoot a few waves of crossbow arrows on the side to speed up the attack process of the two of them...

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I threw the pig man's body into the collection technique, and the white light shone. I immediately got a wild boar teeth, a thick wild boar skin, and two pieces of fresh wild boar meat in my hand. Hehe, this pig head was considered to contribute all of its great cause. Without saying a word, I rewarded Xiao Hei with two pieces of pork. I also took out a few snacks from my bag and two bottles of honey dew. Yaya was sitting on the rock and ate happily. She was hungry. Even the dirty air in the mine could not affect my appetite.

After a while of rest, I greeted Xiao Hei, stood up and patted her butt, preparing to explore more deeply. Yaya just rode on Xiao Hei's back, trotting all the way, and walking in front of me.

As we gradually deepened, the figures of wild boars became more and more dense, and there were inconveniences of wild boars foreboars with stone axes and whips with leather whips, and white wild boar patrol guards with swords, guns and sticks. No matter if they were black pigs and white pigs, we would kill one and two, and two pigs would kill one pair. As for pigs, in addition to skins, they could be used as equipment, and meat could be eaten. The biggest use was to kill them.

When I encountered the first fork, I didn't feel anything, but as the forks became more and more, and they were intertwined and roundabout, I suddenly realized that I had fallen into a maze without realizing it. The map was useless in this place, because the same coordinates may represent several levels up and down, so I could not find the right direction at all. It was very difficult to find the way when I came, not to mention that there were so many unexplored places waiting for me to explore.

After killing the generals all the way, I finally found a slightly different place from other mines. It was a dark stone chamber. There were about twenty wild boar guards guards guarding at the single door, and their equipment was better than outside. Obviously, this was an important and special place. Maybe there would be treasures or something inside, and I couldn't help but mutter in my heart.

I was greeting the whole family, and I was slaughtering, and I was consecrated by the double-edged guards. I followed a cat's waist and went straight into the hole. Sweat, with the dim fuel and light, I glanced left and right, this was not the place where I imagined the treasure hiding place, but an authentic prison cell.

In the thirteen large cages made of solid wood, each of them was imprisoned with a wounded goblin coolie. Seeing strangers coming in, some just looked up slightly, looked at them weakly, then lowered their heads; some just howled loudly, cried and shouted, begging me to let them out; some were still sleeping in a daze, perhaps not paying attention to the changes in the hole at all.

Looking at the pitiful look of the goblins, listening to their miserable pleas, I felt different from sympathy. I didn't say a word of nonsense. I took two steps at three steps, walked to one of the goblins who shouted the most fiercely, cried the most violently, and had the most blood stains on his body, raised his dagger and chopped it up on the wooden cage.

Unexpectedly, the wood is stronger than steel. My sealed blade, which is as sharp as mud, cannot cut off the knife. I lifted my energy and raised my right hand high. I used all my strength to cut the cage. This chop was fine, and I heard a clanging sound of "Dang", splashing in the fire, and my wrists were slightly numb. The fuck I felt as if I was chopping on the cold steel that had not been transformed for thousands of years, and the rebounding force actually made me take a few steps back one after another.

"It's useless...even the magical artifacts can't cut these...the woods, they were all cast by magicians, which were harder than diamonds." A weak voice came out from behind me.

I turned around and saw that it was the old goblin who was imprisoned in the cage behind me who was talking. He was half lying on the ground against the wooden cage. Compared to other goblins, he seemed to be a little worse, because his hands and feet were pinned by iron chains as thick as his arms, and the dried blood on his face had already condensed into dark black blood scabs. Countless scars and wrinkles were crisscrossed on the dark green skin, and a few sparse beards drooped from his chin, stirring together with saliva and snot, and dark red blood. The eyes that were originally round and big, had one blinded at this moment, and were replaced by a black hole, and it was not inside.
Chapter completed!