Chapter 255 Perhaps, He Is the Most Miserable Soul

Wu Yan didn't reply. He still followed what Hei Wei told him and quietly sat down next to the fisherman.

This pool is so clear that you can't even see any grass, let alone fish.

After a while, the fisherman dropped the few fish he had just caught from his basket.

This fish swam very fast as soon as it entered the water, trying desperately to escape.

Since the pool is transparent, Wu Yan can see clearly.

No matter how the fish escapes, runs, or runs, it will return to its original place.

Then these fish started to jump up as if they were possessed, until one fish jumped on the pole...

The fisherman looked at Wu Yan with a somewhat proud expression, and found that the latter was not very surprised. His proud expression was a little frozen.

He silently put away the pole, "Adventurer, are you looking for the Netherworld Treasure Bone?"

After saying that, he kicked his basket over.

In addition to those fish, there was a bone in the basket that exuded purple-black color.

There is no doubt that it is the Netherworld Treasure Bone.

Now that the Netherworld Treasure Bones are in the hands of the fisherman, he has no reason to continue not talking to each other.

"Yes, this is what I'm looking for." When Wu Yan spoke,

A look of interest appeared on the fisherman's face, "Adventurer, do you really know the purpose of this bone?",

The Netherworld Bones flew out of the basket, leaving only the jumping fish in the basket.

Wu Yan shook his head. He was not sure what Leoric wanted to use this bone to make.

Maybe a resurrection? Maybe becoming another Leoric?

But from a game perspective, these are not very important to him. All he wants is to continue this mission.

The fisherman was not in a hurry, the Netherworld Treasure Bone started spinning in the air, and then the fisherman changed the subject,

‘This bone is not a good thing’.

"You can do it if you want. I have a task for you." The fisherman noticed that Wu Yan's expression had changed.

He quickly added, "It's a very simple task."

"In the 18th room, there is a soul. I hope you can talk to him." ,

Wu Yan hesitated, "Just talking?"

The fisherman continued to nod and said, "Just talk. I'll leave this Netherworld Bone to you first. If you complete this task, it will be yours forever."

After he finished speaking, the Netherworld Treasure Bone flew into his hand.

He didn't know if it was because he was Leoric's student, but he didn't feel any discomfort from this ghostly bone that was full of gloomy atmosphere.

"Then... what if he doesn't talk to me?" Wu Yan continued to ask.

But there was no reply for a long time,

When he looked over, the fisherman's wife who was supposed to be packing the fishing rods had disappeared.

There is no magic power fluctuation again,

Wu Yan didn't pay too much attention to it. The difficulty of the copy of Ten Palaces of Yama was probably the most difficult currently.

In this dungeon, there should be many characters who are more powerful than [Shalltear].

He walked out, returned to the floor, and looked at the room number, No. 13.

So, he skipped several rooms in the middle and went directly to room No. 18.

It was very quiet, without the breath of living things, that's how he felt at the door,

When he pushed open door No. 18, there was a rustling sound.

His Demonic Eyes were stimulated by him, and even the Demonic Eyes did not see any strange creatures.

Is the other party a soul body?

Wu Yan began to enter the room and search carefully. Under the gaze of his eyes, the soul body had no place to escape.

"No, don't kill me..." bursts of miserable voices came,

Wu Yan smiled brightly. How old are you, and you still use this trick to scare people?

The sound came from a row of jars underground,

Normally, there would be no way to hide from people in such a small jar.

But the other person is not a human being,

He opened another jar,

Sure enough, a soul emerged from the jar,

It was a boy about 14-15 years old. He was holding his nose and making the threatening noise just now.

He has messy curly hair, a thin figure, an obvious scar on his face, and heroic eyes, but he feels weak because he has become a soul body.

The curly-haired boy's eyes slowly became less confident. He raised his head with difficulty and saw Wu Yan's magic eyes.

Fear was written all over his body. This time, he really said, "Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

The fearful expression, the trembling all over the body, and the inability to control the hands and feet,

Inexplicably, Wu Yan felt heartbroken. What kind of things had happened to make him like this.

Wu Yan's tone became lighter, "I won't kill you."

He tried to make his Demonic Eyes weaker, but he didn't expect it to work.

Those two skills have disappeared, but the appearance of the soul can be seen normally.

And when he just said these words, the mission of his Netherworld Treasure Bone had already reminded him that he had completed it.

Just like that, the task is completed,

Next,

He has no nostalgia. This curly-haired boy is just a soul, and it has nothing to do with him.

"Can you save me? I want to get out." When he turned to leave, the curly-haired boy mustered up the courage to say.

Wu Yan looked back and saw that the curly-haired boy still looked cowardly.

But he tried hard to look back at each other,

After the curly-haired boy opened his mouth, no task prompt was triggered.

Wu Yan began to ask in a guiding light, "What can you give me to save you?"

As he spoke, Wu Yan began to search this room.

The curly-haired boy followed Wu Yan timidly, "I, I, have nothing."

"If you would take me back to the village, I could give you my treasure."

The curly-haired boy suddenly thought of something and said excitedly.

Wu Yan just smiled. The strange thing was that even with such guidance, there was still no mission.

Years of gaming experience told him that there would definitely be mission opportunities.

He continued to look for things in this room, and then asked casually, "How long have you been here?"

The curly-haired boy said, "It's been some time."

"How many years did the divine calendar come in?" Wu Yan looked at a notebook on the ground and picked it up. It recorded some interesting anecdotes.

The curly-haired boy hesitated and asked, "470 years in the divine calendar?"

"By the way, how many years in the divine calendar is it now?" The curly-haired boy was happy to remember this time.

Wu Yan replied casually, "It won't take long."

However, it has been 500 years in the divine calendar, and the soul body of a young man has stayed in the Ten Halls of Yama for 30 years?

Where is his body? Could it be that I can't find it anymore? After so many years, my body has long been necrotic.

"Where do you want to go?" When Wu Yan was flipping through this notebook, his hand stopped.

Because he had read this name before, in the book of life and death,

"Mu Yi?" Wu Yan spit out the name.

The curly-haired boy was ecstatic, "You know me? Yes, I want to go to Mujia Village!"

"That's my hometown...",

Then, Mu Yi stopped talking, "It's just that I don't remember clearly. I just remember that I want to go back."

Wu Yan responded,

Until now, the task has not been activated. So much relevant information cannot activate a task?

A little unwillingly, he simply sat down cross-legged and collected all the information in this room.

There is no doubt that Mu Yi is dead. It is possible to resurrect him to activate the mission.

This jar seemed to be the key. He picked up the jar that Mu Yi had just hidden,——

[Item name: Soul Altar]

[Prop introduction: Keep the soul from being damaged, place the soul altar next to the body, and there is a certain probability of resurrecting life. 】

——

Such a good prop,

Just at that moment, he even thought about whether their players could be resurrected if they died.

If you speculate this way, this prop should be the key to the next mission.

Although the mission has not been activated yet, Wu Yan firmly believes that new missions will be activated soon.

Wu Yan found the appearance of a village on a map. Among them, there were sheep herders, cattle herders, etc.

"Is this your village?" Wu Yan put the map over.

Mu Yi immediately came over and saw that he wanted to touch the map, but because he was a soul body, he couldn't touch it.

He could only say excitedly, "Yes, yes, yes, this is our village."

Mu Yi continued, "I remembered where my village is. If you take me out, I will take you there!"

After saying that, Mu Yi got directly into the jar, and then shouted inside, "Hurry up and take this jar, and when you take me there, I will definitely give you something good."

Mu Yi was very excited when he saw his village and had already started shaking the jar.

Wu Yan finally finished flipping through the pictures of that village.

From the beginning, there were sheep herding, cattle herding, and various human production activities.

To the last picture,

There was no one around, and a strange beast could be seen biting something in the distance.

Wu Yan's heart sank,

The task has not been activated until now. Do you want to continue this task?

But the image of the last alien beast in the picture was very similar to the alien beast he saw in the Ancient Nebula Continent.

He sighed, "Do you really remember where your village is?"

"Remember, we walked out of the trail, I feel like I have remembered it all now."

As he spoke, Mu Yi controlled the jar to move, and he was worried that the jar would be broken.

The Eighth Hall is indeed the most mysterious place. Under Mu Yi's guidance,

He actually came to a secret path, which looked like it was dug manually.

After Wu Yan pushed aside a huge stone, there was still light in the passage inside.

This lamp,

It's a very old lamp, and the material of the built-in magic crystal is quite special.

As long as they are ancient props, you can see the past glory of the magician.

There were traces of fighting on the floor and walls. As we got closer to the exit,

There were more and more corpses along the way.

If any of the bones here were Mu Yi's, then Mu Yi would basically be cold.

In Wu Yan's heart, if Mu Yi is a very important person,

Should I be able to arrange physical matters?

"Brother Mage, I feel it! The exit is not far ahead." Mu Yi's voice became more lively, no longer like the timid young man just now.

Wu Yan looked at the wall surrounded by dozens of huge stones.

Hopefully his skills will be useful,

He released ice picks and fire bombs, which were indeed able to blow open the wall.

Let him breathe a sigh of relief,

Mu Yi in the jar became excited, "I'm out, I'm really out!"

"I feel like there's a world outside and I can't wait to go home."

"It's a pity that I can't see the world in its current state.",

When he said this, Mu Yi's tone was a little disappointed. He also knew that outside the Ten Palaces of Yama and the Ghost City, he could not appear in the state of the soul body at will.

Wu Yan is not in a hurry. What is shown here is an unknown area. It is estimated that it will take a while to reach the next area.

"Do you remember which direction your village is?" Wu Yan asked,

Mu Yi replied, "Just keep walking north from where you are now!"

"However, it's still a little far away now, and I feel a little fuzzy." Mu Yi said uncertainly.

Wu Yan looked at the snow-capped mountains in the distance to the north. Is this really here?

But at this point, I had no choice but to bite the bullet.

He put on the [Mechanical Messenger]. The durability of this special suit was becoming increasingly worrying.

And the performance is not the best in this game. Wu Yan started to take action.

His figure shuttled quickly along the roadside,

After a while,

He could feel the cold air coming from the snowy mountains,

He couldn't help but marvel that even under the sun's rays, the white snow covering it still had no tendency to melt.

The cold air kept stimulating Wu Yan's nerves, and he kept breathing in, trying to warm himself up.

Sure enough, it was of no use at all. In desperation, he took out the props he bought from [Qusun].

A magic lamp powered by its own magic power can bring a little warmth,

He never thought that such a useless prop would be useful one day.

He has to continue to consume his magic power, which is quite a loss overall.

Mu Yi, who was in the jar, asked, "Have you encountered any trouble?"

Wu Yan didn't take it seriously and said, "I'm tired from walking. Let's take a rest."

Mu Yi wanted to speak but stopped.

Wu Yan continued to move. It was indeed much warmer with this magic lamp.

He just kept moving forward in the white snow, holding a jar.

Watching the sky gradually dimming in color and losing a lot of magic potions,

Wu Yan couldn't help but sigh. This was probably the task for which he had invested a lot of time in the early stage.

Yes, it shouldn’t be counted as a task, because until now, the game panel has not popped up a task prompt.

We walked for about another hour,

Mu Yi, who stayed in the jar, was still excited and said, "It's almost there, it's almost there, I feel like we're right in front!"

"arrive!"

"Brother Mage, are you here?" Mu Yi became even more excited, letting his soul body collide with the jar.

The structure of the jar was magical, but it also made him worry that the jar wouldn't be damaged by a collision like this.

"Brother Mage, why don't you speak?"

Wu Yan held the jar, his pupils wide open, and looked all the way over.

There is almost no complete person among all the people in the village. They all have disabilities!

Broken hands, broken legs, blind people!

"Are you sure this is it?" Wu Yan asked again and again. A gust of wind blew over him and he felt a little cold.