I created the myth of the Great Old Ones.

【whether】

Lu Ban pressed the "Yes" button on the trophy.

In an instant, Lu Ban heard a series of sudden gunshots, followed by a woman's screams. He felt as if his surroundings had suddenly transformed from a magnificent nightclub to a filthy, stinking sewer. The sound of some kind of metal scraping against each other was teeth-grinding, and finally, the deafening sound of something breaking was deafening.

The flow of time in the Silent Land is different from that in the outside world.

Number of companions: 2

[Heading to the ruined capital]

As the words flickered, Lu Ban felt himself touch something hard.

It wasn't the feet, but the back.

Not right.

Lu Ban found himself in a confined space.

Not only behind him, but also to his left and right, and in front of him, there were hard objects blocking his movement.

There was no way out, neither above nor below.

Lu Ban was in complete darkness.

He tried pushing the front, but it didn't budge.

"What's going on? Are we going to encounter some strange situation right from the start?"

As Lu Ban made fun of himself, he sensed something else.

In the darkness, heat rose.

This temperature is not normal room temperature; it is getting hotter and hotter.

The air in the space became scorching hot, and Lu Ban's face felt dry. He felt that the oxygen in the space had become much thinner.

The intense heat emanating from behind made him sweat, and the claustrophobic feeling enveloped Lu Ban's heart.

He reached out and touched the barrier in front of him.

You can tell that it's made of wood, no more than three centimeters thick, but it's very heavy.

"Could this be... inside a coffin?"

Lu Ban realized this too late.

His hand could touch some marks on the wooden board in front of him. These marks were distributed on the board in a certain pattern.

He fumbled around for a moment, and soon, a string of foreign characters appeared in his mind.

Help me!

That was a howl, dug out with fingernails, with congealed blood!

At the same time, the temperature changed from dry heat to scorching heat, to the point where skin blisters.

Lu Ban also understood his current situation.

He's probably, possibly, in a coffin at the crematorium.

Upon realizing this, Lu Ban materialized a silver revolver in his hand as his "last words."

bang——

The message bullet was launched, and the coffin containing Lu Ban suddenly accelerated in one direction.

bang-

The loud impact made Lu Ban's ears ache, and he bled profusely.

Before the grass could even grow, Lu Ban fired at the coffin lids around him.

The next moment, light pierced through the cracks in the coffin lid.

The heavy log flew in all directions and crashed into the wall. Lu Ban fell to the ground and hit his buttocks, which hurt a little.

A scream rang out, and Lu Ban quickly checked the surrounding situation.

Inside the room were several people, men and women, aged between thirty and fifty, dressed in black formal attire, staring at Lu Ban, appearing extremely flustered.

Behind Lu Ban was the crematorium's incinerator. Unlike modern high-temperature incinerators, this incinerator used firewood and gasoline. The coffin was burning with flames and had been embedded in the wall of the incineration chamber.

"I'm sorry to have disturbed your cremation."

Lu Ban spoke to those who looked like family members.

Could it be that he rose from the coffin as if he were the deceased?

"Who...who are you? Where is my father?"

A woman in a black dress questioned him.

“Uh, if you don’t mind, I can take your father’s place, at least while he’s alive.”

Lu Ban dusted himself off and stood up.

"You stole my husband's corpse?!"

A woman with graying temples cried out in shock, still holding a handkerchief in her hand.

"Can I take back what I just said? I've decided not to be your father anymore."

Lu Ban hurriedly spoke to the woman in the black dress.

"The body, where is the body?"

A man dressed in white, who looked like a funeral home worker, was in a panic.

Lu Ban looked around.

"At least not here."

"Quickly call others! Quickly call others!"

A man dressed in black, who looked to be about fifty years old, called out.

Lu Ban wasn't quite sure either, because the Silent Land usually allowed the Chosen Ones to perfectly integrate into the mission, and those people from other realms wouldn't doubt the Chosen Ones' identities. But this time, something seemed off.

Is he really meant to play the role of the deceased father, or is he just a Floofon who got lost, like going from Diagon Alley to Diagon Street?

Just then, a funeral home worker led a person into the room.

“Mr. Drizzt, it’s him! He stole the body!”

Chapter 392 What a coincidence!

Upon seeing a familiar face, Lu Ban immediately flashed a bright smile.

"Hey, Lao Cui."

Lu Ban greeted him.

For a moment, everyone in the room looked at Twisted Fate.

The private detective, who seemed to always wear a long overcoat, a deerstalker hat, and a briar pipe, and whose attire remained unchanged, paused for a moment before quickly adopting a serious demeanor.

"Arrest this person immediately."

Several funeral home employees immediately grabbed Lu Ban's arms.

Lu Ban saw Trist wink at him and immediately understood what the other meant.

"Hehehe, you'll definitely remember this day in the future, because you almost captured the great Captain Jack Sparrow!"

Lu Ban smiled knowingly, then used a verbal attack on himself.

bang——

A large crater suddenly appeared in the wall. Lu Ban had already rushed out of the house and disappeared into the dust in three quick steps.

"?"

Drizzt didn't know how to explain for a moment. Seeing everyone staring at him, he swallowed and cleared his throat.

"The body must still be here. Let's search for it."

He was very fortunate that the body of the old man who died of lung disease was lying in the autopsy room of the funeral home. When the family found him, several staff members were preparing to put on makeup for the old man.

Drizzt left the funeral home, casually found an outdoor seat in a teahouse, and ordered a cup of black tea.

Soon, a man sat down in the seat in front of Drizzt.

"I'd like a glass of milk, if you have any."

Lu Ban said to the waiter, and the two exchanged a glance.

"...What I meant was for you to pretend you've been arrested. I'll question you, and then we can both leave safely!"

Trist suppressed his dissatisfaction and said.

"Oh my god, I thought you meant for me to pretend to be a notorious thief who likes corpses, and then get caught by you, the famous detective."

Lu Ban said in surprise.

"You've added too many settings."

Drizzt took a sip of his black tea.

So, where is the other person?

Lu Ban asked, "It's obvious that Xi Ya also participated in the mission."

"She should be arriving soon."

Trist glanced at the time displayed in the shop.

Immediately, Lu Ban saw Xi Ya, dressed in heavy armor, standing across the street, seemingly angry as she waited for the vehicles to pass before walking towards him.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Lu Ban had just greeted someone when the milk the waiter had just placed down in front of him was pushed by some unseen force, almost falling off the table.

"Don't be naughty."

Lu Ban gave a reminder and picked up the milk.