Goblin Heavy Dependence

Chapter 77 Mushrooms
Caranfort, outskirts.

Robins circled high in the sky, their silvery white feathers blending in with the mottled light in the air.

"right here?"

Xia Nan looked at the dilapidated wooden house in front of him and asked.

Behind him, the accompanying guard nodded in confirmation:
"Yes, sir."

At this moment, he and the halfling had left the cemetery and, with a team of guards, came to the residence of the person described in the poem as mentioned by Ingram.

As for our dedicated sheriff, he was escorting the gravekeeper to the church.

With the protection of priests and under the watchful eyes of gods, it is almost the safest place in the entire Kalanfor.

After sending the gravekeeper to custody, he immediately came over to join the two men.

There's nothing strange about it.

Unlike the gravekeeper’s house in the cemetery, the wooden house in front of him also looked shabby, but it was generally kept very clean.

The small flower bed in front of the door is lush and green, dotted with various colorful and unknown flowers, full of vitality.

In an inconspicuous corner of the wall, there is even a cluster of brown mushrooms stubbornly clinging there.

After all, it rained heavily yesterday and it is a hot and humid season now.

Xia Nan didn't think much about it and followed the half-orc to the door.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk."

There was a gentle knock on the door.

"coming……"

A hoarse and low voice, accompanied by slow and dull footsteps, came from behind the door.

crunch--

The dark wooden door opened gently with the sound of rubbing hinges.

What came into view was an old man with a thin face.

He was obviously much older than the gravekeeper, and even his body seemed to have bent under the weight of time, becoming hunchbacked.

It is said that he was a not-so-famous adventurer when he was young, until he was blinded in his left eye by a mad axe-beak bird during a mission.

He stayed in Caranfort and became one of the few gravediggers in the town, responsible for carrying corpses and digging graves.

"Old Blind Eyes",
This is what people call him now.

"You guys, what's the matter?" The old man looked at the two people in front of him and asked slowly.

His slow gaze turned slowly and fell on Xia Nan.

I don’t know why, even though the sun was shining brightly behind me, the light in the room inside the door wasn’t dim either.

When the other party pushed open the door, Xia Nan seemed to inexplicably feel a cold wind, accompanied by some strange and unpleasant smell, pouring out of the house.

The wrinkles and age spots on his face gave him the same feeling as the rough and dark bark of an oak tree wrapped in mist deep in a misty forest.

The gray eye pierced by a hideous scar was filled with death, and it was like a black hole that swallowed up Xia Nan's consciousness.

A strange and bizarre feeling grows wildly in my heart like a weed.

At this moment, he suddenly felt like the mushroom growing at the foot of the wall.

The tiny spores germinate in moist soil, the hyphae entangle and interweave, condense into a solid body, extend and develop outward, and finally break through the soil layer to become...

"Xianan, Xianan?"

A shaking force came from his arms, as if across the water, and a vague shouting brought Xia Nan back to reality.

Consciousness returns to the body.

Suddenly I was stunned.

I don't know when, he had actually walked into the wooden house.

At this moment, he and the halfling were sitting on the soft sofa beside the fireplace.

There were two cups of steaming tea on the table in front of him.

"What's the matter? Why have you been absent-minded since just now?"

Beside him, Alton looked at him puzzledly.

Xia Nan did not answer, but stared straight at the old man opposite him who was hunched over and looking at him with the same puzzled look.

One second, two seconds...

He shook his head suddenly and rubbed his cheek vigorously.

"It's nothing, I was just a little distracted." Is it an illusion?

Shanan didn't know.

But no matter what, there is definitely something wrong here, or with the old blind man opposite!
"How long has it been since we came in?"

"Two hours already? What's going on? Are you really confused?"

The halfling's answer made him feel even more uneasy.

He suddenly stood up and pulled over Alton, who was lying on the sofa in a very comfortable posture.

"Why hasn't Ingram come yet? Has something happened?"

"I think we should go to the church and have a look."

"What do you mean?" The halfling was puzzled. "You were silent just now. Why are you so sudden?"

But seeing that he was unusually determined at the moment, she did not resist much, but jumped lightly from the sofa, touching the ground with her toes.

The hot water in the teacup on the table and Xia Nan's heart trembled twice at the same time.

"This 'blind old man' is quite nice. He told me many stories that I have never heard of. I don't even know where he was an adventurer when he was young."

"Wait two days, and then we'll..."

"Hey! Are you listening to me?"

The half-man looked at Xia Nan, who was standing stiffly beside him, with some complaints in his tone.

"Go out first, go out first."

Xia Nan couldn't help but quicken his pace and almost pulled the other person towards the door.

"What's wrong with you today? Are you weird?"

"I……"

Before he could open his mouth, Xia Nan felt a sudden heat flow from the wooden sword behind him.

Almost at the same time, there was a loud noise outside the door.

Those were the cries of pain and roars of the guards on duty outside.

Without further ado, the two rushed out of the room.

The warm air in the room disappeared in an instant.

Instead, there was a cold wind carrying a strong negative energy.

The fingers of the arm twitched weakly as it fell to the ground, and bright red blood dripped silently on the surface of the half-broken rusty sword.

His skin was pale and bluish, and his eyes were filled with dead grey and dull.

Tim stood on the mud in front of the door, quietly looking at the two people rushing out of the room in front of him.

In the center of the worn scale armor on his body, one could still vaguely see the mark of being pierced by the wooden sword, but the wound inside had already healed, revealing the dry and rough skin underneath.

At his feet lay the bodies of several guards.

"How could it be so fast? I didn't hear any movement in there?"

Alton hastily picked up the lute, looking surprised.

Xia Nan had already rushed towards Tim with a sword in hand.

But the strange thing was that even though the enemy was right before his eyes, he didn't feel the same burning desire to fight as before.

I just felt lucky because I walked out of the room and gradually moved away from the wooden house.

Behind him, passionate piano music sounded.

Tim, who was originally standing in place, suddenly put away his sword, turned around and ran away.

Compared to the ghostly figure that blended into the night before, it was now daytime. Although the opponent's speed was a little faster than that of an ordinary person, it was still within the range that Xia Nan and Alton could keep up with.

Swah——

The three figures disappeared at the end of the road at an extremely fast speed.

inside the house,

The teacup landed quietly on the table, with hot smoke rising into the air.

A dry and thin hand held the handle of the cup.

Raise your glass and blow.

Sip lightly.

(End of this chapter)