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Youhu Suisui 9. Small Worm Cave Sky

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    "Where is this place?"

    Hu Huan lay comfortably on an antique sofa with at least a few hundred years of history, his posture was very elegant, as if he had always been here, and in front of him was a very simple oak desk with dozens of drawers.

    There are a few things on this desk, including a half-lit cigar, and the ring logo on it is a few delicately outlined elephants.  There is also a hammer glass filled with light yellow wine, and several novels with exaggerated printing and exciting pictures, such as "The Female Leading the Home", "The Female Boss", "The Female Chief", "The Female Special Police", the author's signature  It's all Shirley.

    On the desk, in the most conspicuous place, there are two cards.

    One is painted with monster vines, which looks very familiar, and the other is painted with a ferocious monkey head, which is also very familiar.

    It is impossible for Hu Huan to forget that these two monsters almost killed him.

    He picked up one of them, flipped it over and took a look. There were a few lines of text on the back of the card.

    Vampire Vine (Normal)

    Attack (D)

    Defense (D)

    Life (A)

    Strength (C)

    Speed ??(C)

    Ability (1. Blood-sucking technique, which can absorb vitality and feed it back to the owner; 2. Ground travel technique, burrowing through the ground, with a maximum speed of 70 kilometers per hour)

    Hu Huan picked up another card, turned it over and took a look, and drew a hideous monkey head on the back of the card, and there were also a few lines of text.

    Giant monkey head with broken neck (Normal)

    Attack (C)

    Defense (D)

    life (D)

    Strength (C)

    Speed ??(D)

    Ability (none)

    Gently rubbing these two cards, a bunch of memory fragments emerged in Hu Huan's mind, and these memory fragments were pieced together into a fragmented volume called "Material Art".

    These two cards are fetish cards made by the fetish art, also known as the foreign object supernatural power seal!

    Although the fetishism in memory is only a fragment, it also explains its origin and mode of operation.

    "One of the twelve new methods of the Taiping Heavenly Soldiers, which can seal strange monsters and turn them into supernatural powers"

    ?Memories kept rolling in his mind, and Hu Huan's emotions were like a roller coaster, ups and downs, and he couldn't calm down.

    He subconsciously picked up the hammered glass on the desk, took a sip of the wine in the hammered glass, and the long years and ancient history came to his mind one by one.

    Hu Huan glanced at the half cigar, and threw it into the trash can next to him along with the outdated bestsellers.

    Beside half a cigar, there is a whole box of freshly unsealed cigars, so there is no need to save.

    As for those outdated bestsellers

    It's out of tune with his current mood, and it's still thrown away.

    Hu Huan put down his wine glass and looked around carefully.

    Here is a huge room, the walls are built with bluestone, the ceiling is more than 20 meters high, and it is about six to seven hundred square meters. This room has no exit and is completely closed.

    Except for the sofa where Hu Huan sits and the desk in front of him, the room is full of bookshelves, leaning against the stone wall on one side, and there are six old black wooden boxes, all of which are firmly locked by old-fashioned brass locks  .

    Beside the desk, there is also a rest area with a classic European-style palace canopy bed, a set of medieval-style leather sofas, and several exquisite reading chairs.

    In a corner separated by the bookshelves and the rest area, there is also a very exaggerated huge round table.  This round table is made of the same wood as the desk, and even the design style is very similar, revealing a simple and simple atmosphere.

    Hu Huan tried it, but he could only move around the desk, and when he left the desk a little, he was blocked by an invisible force. He couldn't leave the desk too far, and he couldn't pick up other things in the cave.

    "here¡­¡­"

    "I feel so familiar."

    Young people who have been poisoned by online novels in later generations will immediately think of concepts such as dimensional space, small caves with them, and treasures stored when they are in this situation.

    But now it is 1993, and the pioneer of online novels, Shanguai, wrote a year earlier than the first intimate contact, "The Story of Charm and Beauty", and it will not come out until 1997, four years later.

    Lacking the blessing of the environment, Hu Huan's brain power is not enough to jump out of these extremely avant-garde concepts.

    He was just amazed, and after he was amazed, his mind went blank.

    Hu Huan didn't dare to stay in this kind of place for too long, he sat for a while, and then recited that very mysterious "spell".

     The next second he reappeared in the dormitory.

    If it wasn't for the smell of alcohol in Hu Huan's mouth and two strange cards in his hand, he would never have believed the wonderful experience just now.

    Hu Huan reached out and touched his pocket, his face changed slightly, the conch was gone.

    He searched all over his body, and searched under and under the bed, but there was still no trace of the strange conch.

    The boy was about to search carefully, when he suddenly heard Lu Yunyun's voice outside the door: "Are you hungry?"

    Hu Huan agreed, hurriedly tucked the two cards in his hand under the quilt, and opened the door nervously.

    Lu Yunyun stood outside the door, and when she saw Hu Huan open the door, she suddenly smiled. When she was expressionless, she was like a fairy who didn't eat fireworks.

    At this time, when I smiled lightly, it was as if the spring flowers were blooming, colorful, as if being dazzled by the noon sun, which made Hu Huan dazzled.

    "this is for you!"

    Like a magic trick, Lu Yunyun took out five delicious and hot meat buns from behind, and handed them to Hu Huan.

    Before Hu Huan came back to his senses, Lu Yunyun turned around lightly and left without saying a word.

    Almost subconsciously, Hu Huan stuffed a meat bun into his mouth. The rich aroma of meat and soup made the taste buds in his mouth explode in an instant.

    "tasty!"

    "Meat buns can still be so delicious!"

    "I used to eat so many buns for nothing."

    Hu Huan swallowed a meat bun in two mouthfuls. Unfortunately, a grain of soup fell on the skirt of his clothes. He wiped it with his hand, and lowered his head slightly, he saw a faint golden line on his chest.

    Hu Huan touched his bosom, and there was a palm-sized conch on his fifth finger.

    Hu Huan clearly knew that he felt this little thing out of his "body".

    He let go of his hand lightly, and the palm-sized conch quietly melted into his chest again, everything seemed natural, without the slightest trace of chiseling.

    "What is this change?"

    At this moment, Hu Huan has not been able to come up with the plot of "the treasure recognizes the owner", because the author who created this classic setting has not yet created novels on the Internet at this time.

    Although Hu Huan didn't understand what happened, and didn't have much imagination to explode, but he was full of joy, and stuffed a second bun into his mouth.

    This palm-sized conch looked like a legendary treasure, and he didn't want to lose it.

    In less than two or three minutes, all five meat buns had been eaten, and the warmth in his stomach filled the young man with energy. He put the two cards on the old-fashioned desk and looked at them carefully.
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