Chapter 282 Red Spirit Invasion?
"Edwin, do you know why this place is called the Fox Cave and what does it have to do with the Fox Church?"
"Have you ever heard a story?"
"what?"
"The fox wanted to eat the grapes on the tree, but he couldn't get any, so he said the grapes were sour."
"If you can't eat the grapes, you say they're sour? It's an Aesop's fable."
"What?" Edwin obviously had never heard of Aesop's Fables. "Aesop's Fables?"
"I'm a stranger," I pointed at myself, "My hometown has a similar story, so this place is called Fox Cave?"
"I don't know, but there are many versions of the story. It is said that this was originally a winery owned by a nobleman, and the grapes grown on this land are very suitable for making wine. However, as the power of the nobleman declined, some thieves settled here and occupied it. They were like rats until they were conquered by the knight. Later, this place turned into a fox cave."
Edwin explained: "Some people say that it is called Fox Hole because foxes eat mice. Others say that because the nobleman's winery disappeared, no one can drink that delicious wine anymore. Everyone says that the wine made by the winery is sour and definitely not tasty."
"What does it have to do with the Fox Church?" I was obviously not convinced by these nonsense statements.
The church in front of us bears strong traces of time. It is believed that it has been standing here for at least dozens or even hundreds of years, which is longer than the history of the fox cave.
The name of the village may have some connection with the church.
"Sorry, I don't know." Edwin lowered his head in shame. All the stories he knew came from hearsay.
"Don't blame yourself, Edwin. I was just asking out of curiosity."
When I was talking to Shang Zao Ba, I subconsciously reached out and scratched my arm, but he didn't pay too much attention to the strange tingling and numbness.
But he felt something was wrong with the place where his fingers scratched, so he lifted up his sleeve and saw that it was actually a sprouting grape vine!
Right at the elbow where the aphid had bitten him, the wound left by the teeth had bulged slightly, and blood vessels were sticking out of the skin, connecting with the vine seedlings that had emerged from nowhere.
There was no prompt, not even a blood loss prompt. When he focused on his own health, he found that his health was rapidly decreasing.
When he discovered this, he realized that with every heartbeat, blood was transported to the grape vines through his blood vessels without any error.
What will be waiting for me? The blood in my body will be quickly drained, and I will eventually turn into a mummy who can't even bleed if stabbed, or I will directly become a vegetable.
"It's the lady's magic!" Edwin's face changed drastically, and his reaction was even greater.
I nodded calmly: "I've heard of it."
He already knew about the Scarlet Lady from the man in the vine.
Either he chooses not to resist and turns into a vine, letting his blood grow rich, sweet grapes; or he drinks the fresh blood, even though this will turn him into a crazy monster who works as a vineyard grower.
"Drink my blood." Edwin had cut his wrist with a knife. The smile on his ugly face was not pretty, but it was full of sincerity.
I was stunned. Using blood to dissolve magic curses might not be a secret, but he really didn't expect Edwin to cut his wrist without hesitation.
He was playing a game where he could be resurrected after death and could adjust his pain sensation, but Edwin only had one life.
He looked at Edwin's arm and saw that it was covered with cuts.
Maybe he tried to save someone more than once.
This feeling made him feel a little uncomfortable, and it was difficult for him to treat Edwin with the attitude of "it's just a game".
Are all NPCs in the game this charming?
[Filthy Blood: It can dissolve the blood curse. It seems to be a prerequisite for some kind of power. You may be able to investigate and find out more information.]
Dirty blood?
Edwin is not as simple as he seems.
Perhaps he is totally unaware of his own extraordinary qualities, otherwise he wouldn't have been so cautious all the time.
It is also possible that Edwin is the kind of person who knows that he is extraordinary, but still chooses to treat everyone with caution.
I raised my head and drank the filthy blood. The strong smell of blood was very pungent, but soon the vine connected to his arm fell off. After falling to the ground, the vine twisted and squirmed.
He raised the boning knife and gently squeezed the grape vines. With a little force from his wrist, a large amount of blood was immediately squeezed out of the vines.
The vines growing on the wound were sucking his blood like leeches. Now that the blood had not grown into sour grapes, it was temporarily stored in the vines.
"How do you feel?" Edwin raised his head and asked cautiously.
"I feel fine now, don't worry, I'm not going crazy." I checked my body at eight o'clock, then he looked at Edwin and found that the wound on his wrist was almost healed.
Edwin, who possesses filthy blood, has a terrifying ability to heal himself.
"That's good! That's really great!" Edwin was genuinely happy that he was safe and didn't care about his own body at all.
I nodded. "Thank you, Edwin, but you don't have to do this next time."
He could have chosen to commit suicide directly, there was no need to let the NPC bear the consequences of death.
Then he heard Edwin whisper: "Stranger, if, of course this is just a hypothesis, it's okay if you don't want to, but I mean if it is possible, we survive this night, can we be friends?"
He looked at me going to school early with a sincere look, cautious and expectant.
I shook my head and said in the other person's lonely gaze: "I thought we were already friends."
Being ugly doesn’t mean you can’t smile beautifully. At this moment, I felt like I was in another world and met a new friend who I could trust absolutely.
The message reminder is flashing.
The message came from an undead who was also exploring the fox cave: "Fuck, what are you doing?"
I felt confused when I went to the morning office: "What's wrong?"
"Why did you suddenly become a red-name and sneak attack me?" The other party questioned, his tone was very unhappy: "Just kill me!"
I said at 8:00 in the morning, "A sneak attack? I have been in the church the whole time. I haven't seen you since we separated during the day."
But soon the other party sent a video link.
The video is very short, only a dozen seconds.
The man in the video was indeed wearing the clothes of a vineyard grower, and his appearance was indeed my Shang Zao Ba. Even his attacking style and thinking were exactly the same as his.
In the video being played, the undead being attacked was loudly questioning why the other party was attacking him.
The name above the opponent's head was also flashing in bright red: [I'm in the early eight, lv4].
It turned out to be me!
Other things can be faked, but the text above the head certainly cannot be faked. If there is a monster that can disguise itself as a player, that would be too scary.
However, there was a faint red light wrapped around its body, showing slight differences from normal people.
"That's really not me!" he sent a message back.
In just this short period of time, several people have sent messages asking him why he launched a surprise attack.
"Even if I can clone myself, I can't fight a group of people alone." He quickly sent video links to the people who contacted him.
Finally, he cleared himself of suspicion.
Some people also proposed a new idea: "Red Spirit Invasion?"
When players try to invade other players' worlds, there will be "Red Spirit Invasion", in which they enter other players' worlds with a red name and aim to kill the original owner of the world.
Boom, the door was pushed open again.
The "red" man who looked and dressed exactly like me walked into the Fox Church with weapons in both hands.
This is bad, the scene before my eyes really looks like a red spirit invasion!
Thanks to Wu Chenmi Wei for the 500 reward
Thanks to the book friend 20190615205042267 for the 100 reward
(End of this chapter)