Drizzt could almost tell what was written in this novel manuscript without reading it carefully.
It was nothing more than everything they encountered after arriving in Beihan Town.
That's enough, Drizzt thought, that's enough.
"Where is the ancient capital? What is all this? Stop playing tricks. I can't stand it anymore."
Drizzt took out a revolver, not the one he usually used, but the more powerful [Fake Sun Flame].
If necessary, Drizzt can completely destroy this church and turn it into ashes. By then, it won't matter where the ancient capital is hidden, since they will all be solved with one shot anyway.
This period of experience made him feel very tortured. Everything he did seemed to be controlled by someone, and the appearance of being written by someone made Drizzt extremely suspicious of himself.
"Don't worry, when you can see my Lord, you can see him immediately."
The priest's tone was very calm. He looked at Drizzt's raised pistol and said calmly.
"You will not kill me, you will not destroy this church."
"Why do you say that?"
Drizzt put his finger on the trigger. Although he would not fire immediately, it was not because he did not dare, but because if he fired the gun now, the church might collapse and he, Lu Tiao and the others would be injured.
"Because in the Holy Scriptures of our Lord you do not know how to fire a gun."
The priest looked very pious, just like those martyred saints in ancient legends.
"Sacred scriptures? Are you talking about these horror novels?"
Lu Tan took out the "Spider in the Corner" he had taken from the hotel owner and waved it in front of the priest.
"These are the oracles of our Lord, sacred writings."
replied the priest.
"Then let's talk about your god. What kind of guy is he?"
Lu Tiao walked a few steps forward and sat on a bench in the first row, like a believer listening to a sermon.
"He created this world, has all authority, is supreme, omniscient and omnipotent."
The priest spoke the rhetoric common in religion, but did not convey any message.
"All of this, like the ones outside, was done by him?"
Lu Tan asked.
"Even you and I are my Lord's creation."
The priest looked at Lu Jian.
"Me and you?"
Lu Tiao found it interesting.
"I have some insights into your Lord. He should be able to control the environment, human cognition, and even monsters within a certain range to some extent?"
"I do not deny what you said, because this is what our Lord can let you know."
The priest had no intention of discussing it with Lu Jian.
"Your statement feels like those fortune tellers who tend to be ambiguous. If you guess right, it is a divine fortune teller. If you guess wrong, it means destiny is impermanent."
Lu Tan said again.
"Let's not talk nonsense with him. I feel that the ancient capital is in this church. We might as well get rid of him and then find the ancient capital."
Drizzt was a little impatient.
Shia also nodded in agreement.
"There is a space underneath this church, and there seems to be someone inside."
Hearing Xia's words, the priest suddenly took half a step back.
"Don't embarrass him. Come down."
A voice came from the priest's mouth, but the timbre and intonation did not sound like a stubborn priest, but more like a bohemian young man.
The door behind the priest slowly opened, revealing a downward path.
Lu Tan glanced at the priest. His expression became numb and indifferent, just like those guys in suits outside, but he didn't move at all, as if he had lost his soul.
The three of them looked at each other, and Lu Tiao walked at the front, walking down the stairs.
After walking for only a moment, they arrived at a basement.
The basement was lit by lights lit by unknown biological grease, and was slightly dim. In the huge space, there was another door. That door seemed to be made of bronze, and on the surface there was a foreign land that could not be translated even in a quiet place.
of text.
Boom——
Just when they came here, there was some kind of banging sound from the other end of the door, and the whole basement trembled slightly, and some dust fell.
It was as if something imprisoned inside was trying to break free.
In front of the door, there is a desk. There is a lamp on the desk, and there are a lot of manuscript papers, ink bottles, and several pens. Behind the desk, there is a person sitting.
Presumably he is the ancient capital.
When Lu Tan saw that person, such thoughts suddenly occurred in his heart.
The man had finely trimmed hair, a medium build, a pair of glasses, a well-dressed suit, and leather shoes without any dust on them. He was holding a pen in his hand, and it seemed that he was still writing before Lu Jian and the others arrived.
Think about how the story on the manuscript paper in front of you should end.
"Please wait a moment, it will be over in a little while."
His voice was very gentle, like a young lecturer in a university, with a sense of intimacy and confidence.
No wonder he is liked by ladies.
Lu Tan thought to himself.
This kind of handsome and artistic young man is probably not the favorite of those young aunts. Even an ignorant girl will probably be easily deceived when she encounters such a man.
While waiting, the door hit twice more, but the force was obviously much weaker, as if it was suppressed by something.
After a long time, just when Drizzt became a little impatient, the man finally breathed a sigh of relief and put down his pen.
"The ending is always the hardest thing to write. Although it's still a little bit close, there are more important things now."
He smiled and introduced himself.
"Hello, I am Gudu."
The three of them were silent for a moment, not because of any emotion such as shock, but simply in the three people's field of vision, the cold and indifferent words of the system appeared on the wall of the basement.
[Task requirement: Search for the missing novelist 1/1]
This is indeed an ancient capital.
As for the other task, witnessing the ending of the story, I still don’t know how to complete it.
Do you want to read the ending of the novel Gudu just wrote?
"Where are we now?"
Lu Tan couldn't help but ask.
Of course, he could go directly to the ancient capital to read the ending of the novel "The Mouth of the Madman" with them as the protagonists, but his intuition told Lu Jian that if it ended like this, the exploration of the mission would definitely be very low and the benefits would not be enough.
Moreover, he had not found Du Danping's melody fragments and did not understand the whole story, so he asked.
"You are in a story."
The ancient capital is outspoken.
"Just like the priest standing on top, he is a character in the story and has only one identity, so he is a priest. I added a pious character to him, so he is very pious, but he is only a priest.
That’s all.”
"As for those guys outside, they are all passers-by in the story. Their names, family backgrounds, and personalities are irrelevant to this story. Therefore, even if they look different, they all look exactly the same.
of."
He said simply and looked at Lu Jian and others.
"As for you, you are the protagonist of the story."