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Looking at the puzzled crowd, Marshall explained with a smile.
"Actually, I caused the nightmares of all the guests last night."
Everyone looked at each other.
Many people looked slightly surprised, but they didn't speak.
What Marshall said, everyone present did not know.
It's just that they didn't understand how Marshall dared to say it so directly.
Could it be that she relied on her horror-level ghost strength?
"Of course, the reason for this is related to a story."
Marshall smiled and continued: "Now, what I want to tell everyone is that before I became the mistress of this house, there was a terrible demon here."
"And now, this demon is still sealed somewhere in the house, looking for a chance to be resurrected."
Everyone's face changed slightly.
Look at Marshall.
At this moment, everyone's expressions suddenly became serious.
It turned out that Marshall, the mistress of the ghost, wanted to say something.
It turned out to be the story about the nightmare monster in this dungeon? !
this moment.
The eyes of many people were full of excitement, shock and puzzlement.
No one thought that the information about the quest target, the nightmare-level demon, would be obtained only the second day after entering the dungeon.
Moreover, it is still obtained in such an easy way.
No reasoning, no searching, no analysis.
Marshall, the hostess of the cabin in the forest, took the initiative to tell the devil's information.
"That is a very terrifying demon. It is said that his predecessor was the child of the first owner of this hut."
"The boy's family of five lives in this forest. They go to the lake for boating, swimming, or catch butterflies in the forest. They have a very happy life.
But suddenly on a night of thunder and lightning, the boy went crazy for some unknown reason, took an ax and killed his parents and two younger sisters. "
"Since then, the ten-mile radius around this wooden house has become a forbidden area for demons... But anyone who accidentally trespasses into the forbidden area will walk to this small house unconsciously, and then die in various strange ways... ..."
"Until one day, a priest and a witch walked in here... After a great battle, they sealed the boy who turned into a demon. Since then, this place has returned to normal again."
"The beautiful scenery of the lake has attracted tourists again...Among them, a couple was attracted by the beautiful scenery here, redecorated the dilapidated wooden house, and then lived here..."
There was something magical about Marshall's voice.
As she narrated, everyone was immersed in the story and listened fascinated.
Because, Marshall is telling the story between the demon and the cabin.
The idea of all players is simple.
Maybe from the story, I can get information about the key item to revive the demon, and the item that weakens the demon's strength.
They didn't even notice it themselves.
The fascinated look on their faces at the moment.
At this moment, Qi Feng suddenly discovered something was wrong.
The most obvious one is Shen Zhuang sitting opposite Qi Feng.
For a moment, Qi Feng seemed to see an illusory black shadow behind Shen Zhuang.
In an instant, Qi Feng's hairs stood on end!
Chapter 208 This Mistress, The Water Is Deep
At this moment, a chill rushed from Qi Feng's spine to Tianling.
But when he took a closer look.
Behind Shen Zhuang, there was nothing.
He glanced at Yin Tian, who was still immersed in the story, with a serious face.
Qi Feng was very speechless.
This guy still listened with gusto, and he didn't even know the knife rest was on his neck.
Sneaked a peek at Marshall, who was telling a story.
After realizing that she didn't notice him, Qi Feng took out the mirror of reality.
From the corner of the eye, he glanced at the players in the mirror, and Qi Feng shook his hand, almost missing the mirror.
It turned out that it was not an illusion just now!
I saw that everyone who was immersed in the story at this moment had black air coming out of their bodies.
Like live snakes, they flexibly surround their bodies, drilling in and out from their mouths, eyes, and nostrils.
And at this time.
inside the mirror.
Qi Feng suddenly discovered that a black air twisted and drilled towards him on Fan Xiaoli, who was sitting relatively close to him.
Nima!
Can this thing be transferred? !
Qi Feng was taken aback.
But before he could move his body, the next second, the black air rushed down on him like a poisonous snake.
In a trance, it seemed to hear a scream.
I saw that the moment the black air hit him, it turned out to be like snow under the sun.
Instantly evaporated!
Qi Feng, who was about to use ghost power to bounce the black air away, was dumbfounded.
what's the situation? !
I took a picture of myself in the mirror, but I didn't find any black air on my body.
Looking at himself in the mirror, Qi Feng's eyes suddenly fixed on his right hand.
On the middle finger of his right hand, he was wearing a ring.
Ring of Blessing.
At this moment, a faint glow was emitting from the blessing ring.
Can this thing be used as a talisman? !
Qi Feng was overjoyed, and hurriedly put away the mirror.
Because, by this time, Marshall's story had come to an end.
It can be seen that the black air from everyone's body slowly penetrated back from their mouths and noses.
"The wooden house has been handed down to me. I don't know which owner it is."
"I also heard this story from the mouth of the previous owner."
"However, I still hope that you guys don't walk around in the wooden house."
"After all, no one knows where the demon was sealed back then. If the seal is accidentally broken and revived, it will be a terrible disaster."
Having said that, Marshall's story has been told.
Everyone came to their senses.
Looking at Marshall whose face seemed a little heavy.
Some players smiled and comforted.
"Ma'am, don't worry too much."
"As far as I know, the resurrection of the devil is not a simple matter, and it will definitely require certain conditions or something."
Many players have put down their guard against the hostess of this wooden house again.
To be able to tell everyone the story about the devil so sincerely.
Let them know everything about the cabin devil in detail.
After all, Marshall is nothing more than a hostess who has been victimized by demons.
If she was with the devil, she wouldn't have to tell everyone this.
now.
Read Marshall's story.
There are still many players who faintly feel that they are very close to finding the key to resurrecting the demon.
A player moved in his heart and said, "Maybe, you can let us take a look around, and let us help you see it."
"Perhaps we can find the location where the demon was sealed, and then we can seal it again, so we don't have to worry about breaking the seal in the future."
After the player finished speaking, many people's eyes lit up and looked at Marshall with burning eyes.
In Marshall's story just now, many things were mentioned.
For example, every time someone dies, a bell will ring.
For example, in the attic of the wooden house, there are hidden toys of the little boy who turned into a devil when he was a child.
Maybe the key to resurrecting the demon, as well as the props to weaken the demon's strength, are in these things.
If you can find it and destroy it, then this mission is complete!
But Marshall seemed a little embarrassed, and didn't immediately agree.
Seeing this, many players secretly sighed in their hearts.
Presumably, Marshall was worried that they hadn't found the item, so he accidentally released the demon instead.
This is normal.
After all, this was Marshall's house.
And they are just a group of tourists who come here to play.
It's normal for Marshall to be wary.
Many players secretly thought: It seems that they are the only ones looking for it in private.
Some players changed the subject and asked.
"And what about the nightmare candle?"
Everyone also looked at Marshall curiously.
I was so fascinated by the story just now that I almost forgot about it.
Marshall paused, then smiled and said, "The previous owner also taught me to make candles."
"The night in the forest is not peaceful, and some strange creatures will appear."
"And the candles I made can effectively drive away these creatures."
Having said that, Marshall turned his head to look at the positions of Qi Feng and Yin Tian, and smiled meaningfully.
"However, there were also people who did not use the candles I provided last night and spent the night safely."
"Am I right, Tianying, Fengqi."
When she entered the door in the morning, she noticed that Qi Feng and Yin Tian had not been planted with devil seeds.
Yin Tian looked at Qi Feng with some embarrassment.
Qi Feng turned his head away expressionlessly, ignoring it.