Chapter 119 They are clever and pious, they are pious and clever

Horn and his party walked along the path, heading towards the monastery hidden in the forest.

According to the reports from the scouts who had crossed the river earlier, the place was already in ruins and there was no sign of the giant spiders.

Carrie insisted on going to see it. She said that she ran from Black Snake Bay to Thousand River Valley just for it.

Since Carrie regained her memory, she has not explained her origins.

Horn didn't ask. Although there was a thick barrier between them, he still met Carrie's request.

She is a witch and a high-ranking member of the secret party. Even if we can't be close, we still have friendship. Maybe I will have to rely on her for promotion in the future.

Carrie was indeed very different from what she had been before.

Although she was naughty before, she always had a silly and childish air, as if she was a child in the body of an adult.

But now Carrie's often wide smile was tightly pursed, her eyebrows turned from inward to outward, and her eyes were terrifyingly sharp.

Although she still tried to pretend to be the same as before, there was always a sense of awkwardness.

Not only her, Horn also felt awkward.

It's like a lost cat is sent home and everyone says it's the same cat, even the DNA test shows it's the same cat.

But Horn still didn't believe it, because no cat would have a "king" on its head!
This is how Carrie makes Horn feel now.

"There are so many devil trees. What are they doing?" Xixi said, covering her nose. There was a strange stench in the air.

"What is the devil's wood?"

Without waiting for Sissi to answer, Carrie in front directly introduced: "The devil's wood is this kind of tree that looks like a dead bone. It is completely black from the inside out.

It can’t be made into furniture or tools. It’s useless except for taking up space. The purpose of planting these devil trees is probably… it’s over.”

Horn raised his head and squinted his eyes.

Hidden in the jungle, half of a collapsed monastery was revealed.

Huge stone pillars support the broken roof, revealing the mottled walls.

Wild grass stubbornly poked its head out from the cracks in the stone floor, and a faint bitter smell filled the air.

Through the broken window, Horn could vaguely see the interior of the ruins.

Broken furniture was scattered all over the floor, broken statues and scriptures were placed in the corners, and spider webs and dry bones were everywhere.

A dozen guards entered the monastery first, searched everywhere, and only allowed Horn to enter after confirming that there was no danger.

The monastery covers an area of ​​more than ten acres, with churches, gardens and monks' houses on both sides. Judging from the ruins, there are actually flower gardens and baths here.

The most eye-catching one is the collapsed mill, which is twice as tall as a normal mill.

"Such a big millstone." Du Valon walked forward and knocked on the millstone with his hand. "How many people are there in this monastery? They need such a big millstone."

René stepped forward and slapped his hand away: "Don't touch it, or something will pop out."

"What popped out, a ghost?"

"Anyway, don't touch it. I always feel like there's something wrong with this place."

"Nonsense, a monastery hidden in a wild spider forest, no one would think it was wrong."

Following Horn, the two little ones chirped as they moved forward.

Horn walked into the church. The first floor was full of dead bodies, which were being dealt with by the guards. He went up the creaky stairs to the second floor.

The ground was littered with a large amount of messy bricks, stones and wood, with seven or eight human bones and shrunken jumping spider corpses scattered in the dust and spider webs.

Going up to the second floor, René and Duvalon each took a few child soldiers to investigate, while Horn stayed where he was.

He covered his mouth and nose, feeling that the scene before him was weird.

Judging from the current situation, the monastery should have been destroyed by the migrating giant spiders.

"Papa, come here." Du Valon ran out of a room excitedly, his feet shaking up countless dust.

Without saying anything, he grabbed Horn's sleeve and walked towards a room.

When Horn pushed open the door, he saw a golden light in front of his eyes. He even had to squint his eyes, and then suddenly opened them wide.

It was a clothes box, overturned on the ground. In the box and on the ground, there were dazzling gold coins.

A big box full of golden pounds!
If Horn's estimate was correct, there should be close to 2000 gold pounds here.

That's nearly 2000 gold pounds, equivalent to 120 kilograms of gold.

Hedge Village only collected less than 400 gold pounds in taxes a year, and sometimes it couldn't even be collected. This small room alone contained more than four years' worth of taxes for Hedge Village.

Horn's eyes lit up instantly. He didn't even have to struggle to find a market. He picked it up automatically.

Your church is my mother's slave, and sooner or later it will be my slave. How dare a slave hide his private money?

You took 2000 gold pounds and didn't give me a penny. So, does the church's property belong to my Galar family or to your church?
I'm glad I didn't cause you any trouble.

When Horn saw the money, his gloomy mood disappeared. This was truly an unexpected gain.

This money is enough to run away to Norn, buy an estate, a manor, and a city councilor.

The good days are really ahead.

"Hurry, hurry, pack it up and put it into my little, ahem, put it into our holy treasury." "It's too heavy, I'll go call someone else." Du Valon ran out in a hurry to find someone to pick up the money.

"Get a sturdy bag, or find a good box!"

After giving instructions to Du Valon's back, Horn finally had time to look around the room carefully.

Collapsed carved bookshelves, broken crosses, broken brass incense burners, weathered parchment papers...

Some of them are quite romantic.

"hiss."

Bending down, Horn once again opened the treasure chest from the ruins, a well-preserved Gospel with annotations!

It was not rotten at all. Horn tried to pull it, but it wouldn't break.

This paper is made of good parchment, and the papermaking level is higher than Horn's cultural papermaking.

Good stuff, collected.

Looking up, there was a big hole in the ceiling of the room.

He estimated that the two skeletons and the furniture in the room seemed to have fallen from the third or even fourth floor.

I think that should be the abbot's scriptorium.

Rene ignored the money. He lay on the ground carefully, observing the two dry bones on the ground. After looking for a long time, he suddenly picked up something.

"Your Majesty, look."

Through René's fingers, Horn felt that this thing was familiar.

When he got it in his hand, he realized that this was the bone whistle that could drive away giant spiders.
It was exactly the same as what he found in the magic rabbit cave, except that it was broken in the middle, and even the number of holes was different...

Wait, that's not right.

Horn's body was a little stiff.

He had thought that these monasteries were destroyed by attacks from giant spiders that migrated from far away.

Now he realized that the monastery might have come after the giant spider.

What else would they want this bone flute for?
In other words, the reason why this monastery was destroyed and occupied by the giant spiders was because this bone whistle was broken.

The people in the monastery before were using bone whistles to appease the giant spiders nearby?

What for? To protect them? For what? To prevent anyone from finding them?
What on earth are they doing here?
Besides, wasn’t this bone whistle obtained from the Green Pied Piper?
You know, playing this thing requires magical powers!
Where do they get their magic power? !
Horn's heart was pounding.

"Look again and see if there is anything else." Horn said sternly.

After searching for a while in the collapsed room, Horn picked up an iron ring from the ground.

Judging from the finger bones, it should be the short man with dried bones.

The previous bone flute was also found in his hands.

After explaining things to Du Valon and the others, Horn took the ring and began to search the ruins of the house.

Not long after, he found a mark similar to the one on the ring at the door of a bungalow.

Pushing open the door, Horn covered his mouth and nose, waved his hands to disperse the flying dust, and then was stunned.

In the middle of the room Carrie was already sitting.

"Carrie, what brings you here?"

In front of her was a huge pit that was one person deep. Judging from Carrie's nails, it must have been dug out by her bare hands.

In front of the big pit, there were several walnut boxes, still smelling of moist earth.

Unlike the previous big cash box, this one was filled with various papers and sundries.

"Carrie?"

"Papa." With a piece of parchment beside her, Carrie turned her head and put on a forced smile, and the sharp look disappeared.

Horn immediately sat down next to Carrie and put his arm around her shoulders.

"About a year ago, a wizard found me and told me that one of his companions went to steal the recipe of blue blood wine."

Reaching out her hand through Horn's armpit, Carrie buried her entire tender little face in Horn's arms, penetrating the thick barrier.

With her mouth against Horn's chest, Carrie's voice was somewhat ethereal, as if the Carrie of the past and the Carrie of the present were speaking together.

“After that man left, there was no news for nearly fourteen years. It was not until a full moon night in the fourteenth year that he sent a message through a strange object.

It was a gold tooth that could transmit sound, but it could only be used once.

They thought it was a recipe, but it turned out to be a song and the words "Go find the Joan Party".

They studied for eight years without any results, so they sent them to the Joan Party in an attempt to get the reward money.

We found the fortune-telling witch of the White Mountain Hermitage and determined the location of this place."

Picking up the parchment on the table, Carrie handed it to Horn.

(End of this chapter)