I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler

Looking around, Lu Tan saw Xia.

She looked a little haggard and pale, as if she hadn't eaten for several days. She was still wearing the heavy armor, but there were some shocking scars on the armor. It was hard to imagine that under the protection of magic, What kind of battle would it take to leave those scars?

Fortunately, after seeing Lu Tan, Xia's eyes lit up a bit.

"I was attacked while investigating an incident involving a cultist. The other party summoned a family of evil gods with a certain personality, which took a while."

Shia noticed Lu Tan's gaze and explained.

"Where is this?"

Lu Tan didn't know if Xia had arrived earlier than him, so he asked.

This hall looks like it is used for meeting guests. There is an oil painting hanging on the wall directly opposite. The scene in the oil painting is very familiar to Lu Jian. It is a scene from "Shadow of Terror" in the ancient capital. The terrifying shadows are in It spreads inside people's bodies, horrifying and weird.

If the seal held by the ancient capital weakens, then this painting alone is enough to attract some dangerous monsters.

Now that it can be hung here in such a grand manner, it at least means that there is no problem in the ancient capital for the time being.

It's just that the personality of the owner of the house is really weird when such a thing is placed in the place where guests are welcomed.

"This should be that mansion."

Shia looked at the environment, stood up, and casually released a detection technique.

After a moment, she looked at the closed door...

"somebody is coming."

The next moment, there was a knock on the door.

A person pushed open the door and walked in. Lu Tiao saw that he was an old housekeeper, wearing a decent suit, a monocle, and a slicked back hair. He looked like he was skilled in business.

"Two guests, my master invites you to come over."

The old housekeeper saluted the two of them and then said.

"OK."

Lu Tan and Xia looked at each other, stood up and followed the old housekeeper forward.

This mansion is indeed very old. The walls and pillars have a rotten smell, and they seem to have been soaked in water for a long time. They feel soft to the touch and have a moldy smell.

The furnishings in the corridor are simple and plain, but not as scary as the living room. However, from time to time, you can still see an oil painting depicting the gloomy and horrifying scenes in the works of the ancient capital.

"Your master likes ancient capitals very much?"

Lu Tiao suddenly asked.

"The master liked to collect some treasures during his lifetime, and Mr. Gudu's works are naturally precious."

The old housekeeper did not look back, but replied in a polite and elegant tone.

"Is it valuable?"

Lu Tiao was not sure. He only knew that the paintings in the ancient capital were very popular, but he did not know who painted these paintings and what their origins were.

"Mr. Gudu has been silent for many years, and there are not many authentic paintings left by him in the world. These paintings were created for Mr. Gudu by well-known painters at that time, and they are of great value."

The old housekeeper explained.

"for many years?"

Sia was slightly confused. She seemed to have thought of something, but she still held back and did not speak.

Not long after walking, the two came to a restaurant-like room.

This room is larger than the one just now. There is a long table with some people sitting around it. A huge crystal chandelier hangs on the high dome of the restaurant. The chandelier is shining brightly, making this gloomy old house look even more beautiful. It has become much brighter and more open.

But this restaurant still exudes a damp smell that has just been fished out of the sea, making this seemingly gorgeous hall a bit more gloomy and desolate.

There was a window in the restaurant, and Lu Tan casually looked out the window. It was a lush forest. Although the sun was strong, the dense forest still gave people a feeling of depression and breathlessness.

If it weren't for the scenery, Lu Jian might have thought that the mansion was located on the bottom of the sea, somewhere where the Dragon King was imprisoned.

He returned his gaze to the house.

There are four people in the room.

One of the middle-aged men stood by the window. He was wearing a decent suit, and a gold chain was connected from his pocket to his vest. The man looked at the people in the room cautiously, and from time to time he took out the gold chain attached to it. A pocket watch tells the time even though there is an imposing wall clock in the dining room.

A young woman sat next to the chair near the main seat. She was young and beautiful, with light makeup and a plain cheongsam that fit her figure. When she saw the old housekeeper bringing Lu Tiao and Xia in, she subconsciously bit her Lip looked at this side with the eyes of a wounded little animal.

A man of about fifty years old was leaning on the sofa nearby. His suit was hanging casually, looking bohemian. This man's hair was as messy as seaweed, but his body was very strong, like a bull. When he saw Lu Tan and Shia When they came in, the man narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at them as if sizing them up.

The last person was a noble lady, who was looking gorgeous and tried to cover up the traces of her aging with makeup. She was wearing furs and holding a fan. She was sitting directly opposite the main seat. When she noticed Lu Jian, her eyes lit up. But then he covered his expression with a fan.

The housekeeper quickly introduced these people to Lu Tan and Shia.

The man holding the pocket watch is called Rum, the eldest son of the deceased. He runs a tobacco business in the abandoned capital and has a rich family fortune.

The young woman was Lily, the lover of the deceased. She was originally just a maid who took care of the deceased, but later became the mistress for various reasons. At this moment, she was the most feared by the children of the deceased.

The fifty-year-old man is Gaode, the partner and good friend of the deceased. On the surface, he came to commemorate the deceased, but his actual purpose is unknown.

The last noble lady is Emma, ​​the eldest daughter of the deceased. She only knows how to spend time, drink and hang out with those young and handsome guys. She comes back this time, obviously for the inheritance.

"It's just two people away and we're here."

The old housekeeper looked at a few people and said.

"Who else is missing?"

Lu Tan asked.

"Well, we still need Master Byron, who is in charge of the ceremony, and the detectives from Drizzt Detective Agency."

The old butler replied.

Hearing this reply, Lu Tan nodded slightly.

Drizzt aside, Master Byron, who is responsible for the ceremony, is probably a descendant of the Heming Sect. This mission does not require investigation. You only need to survive until the end of the Soul Conjuring Night, and the difficulty representative of sublimation is very likely to appear. Things related to the Old Ones, therefore, Lu Jian guessed that Master Byron should be the core existence of this mission.

After waiting for a moment, the old butler seemed to feel something and left the restaurant at a steady pace. Then, he led a person in.

"Let me introduce to you, this is the great detective of Drizzt Detective Agency."

The old housekeeper introduced.

The other four people took a deep look at the visitor, with expressions of vigilance or awe.

Only Lu Tan and Xia's expressions became serious when they saw the great detective.

Because that person is not Drizzt.

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