Hollow Knight: Hallownest

Looking at the silent Dirtmouth, Ida felt troubled for a moment, raised her hand and slapped her head several times.

"Oh, you are so stupid. Why didn't you ask the boss where the confessor is?"

He wanted to ask Master Sly or the brothers, but the closed door of the martial arts hall blocked his footsteps from the outside. Even after knocking for a long time, no one inside responded.

Ida didn't think that Master Sly would be infected by this symptom. The will of a warrior was much stronger than that of a civilian.

The soaked soil wrapped up his footsteps, leaving only gradually swelling footprints. Ida searched for a long time, but unfortunately, he didn't see any relevant plaques or road signs. Regarding confession, He became more and more suspicious of the teacher's existence.

"No, it's not an option to continue searching like this. Let's ask the boss again."

Just when Ida felt a little disheartened and was about to return to the crossroads, the soil not far away suddenly arched up. Although the sound was subtle, he still caught it.

"Are they all gone...huh?!"

Two tentacles stretched out from the soil first, followed closely by a pair of slightly tired eyes, which looked extremely bright in the dimness. However, the moment he poked his head out and his eyes met Ida's, he The confusion in his eyes turned into panic in an instant, and he immediately shrank back, muttering in his mouth:

"You can't see me, you can't see me..."

Ida took long strides and ran over the moment she met the eyes under the soil.

He saw that there was no orange light in the eyes of the man hiding in the cave, he was not infected!

"Hello, can I ask you something?"

Ida's arms penetrated the soil like lightning. Although the words he spoke were inquiring, the clenched palms were not as polite as the words he spoke.

After finally finding someone who could ask questions, he naturally couldn't let go of this opportunity.

"No...no, my work is...not finished yet. I still have to...still have to dig holes..."

The gravedigger's mouth was trembling all the time, and the arm that was caught kept twitching, trying with all his strength to throw away Ida's hand, but the two seemed to be connected as one, no matter how hard he tried, the hand that was holding tightly His palms were motionless.

Seeing that he could not break free, the gravedigger sat down in the hole, crying.

He had personally seen the irritable appearance of the residents outside. Although he didn't know the cause of the incident, it was safer to hide in the cave than outside.

And he didn't know if the sentries outside were gone. If he met them, he might be arrested like those residents.

Thinking of this, the gravedigger became even more frightened. He turned to look at Ida's arm and asked in a trembling voice:

"Are you...are you the sentinel who arrests people?"

"Of course not, I'm just asking for directions."

Ida answered quickly, speaking softly, for fear of scaring him.

"You...you really just want to ask for directions?"

"Ok!"

"Then...then let go, I...I'll come out and tell you."

Ida thought for a moment, put her other hand on the nail handle at her side, and said softly: "No problem, I was rude."

After the words fell, the gravedigger felt that the force on his arms was obviously reduced. Looking at the tomb behind him, he quickly got up and stumbled towards the depths.

At this special time, he didn't believe that the owner of the voice outside was just here to ask for directions. When the person let go of his hand, he slipped away first.

But just after the gravedigger staggered two or three steps, a cold light flashed across his eyes, blocking his escape.

"Gulu."

The gravedigger swallowed involuntarily, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Even though he was not skilled in martial arts, he could still see that the possibility of escaping from the bone nail in front of him was slim.

"Friends below, you took the wrong path. The entrance to the cave is over here."

Ida's voice lingered in the heart of the gravedigger like a devil's whisper. He could no longer think of escaping, so he obediently opened the tomb hole and got out, lowering his head and standing in front of Ida.

With a muffled sound, the bone nail was pulled out along with some moist soil. Only then did Ida see clearly what the person she had been talking to just now looked like.

The gravedigger is short in stature, and his limbs are not slender, but the two barbed, soil-covered forelimbs clearly indicate that he is a good digger. His head is wrapped in a lot of down, but his appearance is unknown. .

"Ahem, friend, do you know where the confessor is?"

Seeing that the gravedigger refused to raise his head, probably because he was frightened by his actions just now, Ida coughed awkwardly, but the eyes of the gravedigger with his head lowered were rolling.

"Well, in... there..."

The gravedigger raised his arm and pointed at a stone wall at the foot of the Crystal Peak, but his eyes did not dare to look there, as if there was something terrifying where he was pointing.

"Okay, thank you!"

Ida Quan thought the gravedigger was frightened by what he had just done, and ran in the direction he pointed in two steps.

"Good luck."

The gravedigger looked at Ida's leaving back, his eyes a little dull. To be honest, he really wanted to follow Ida, because he also wanted to see what kind of existence was hidden behind the door, which could make Detmao The residents here are so weird.

After thinking for a moment, the gravedigger still got into the hole he dug. One more thing was better than one less thing. It was better not to get involved in this muddy water.

On the other hand, Ida, as he kept moving forward along the path, the buildings around him gradually became fewer and fewer, leaving only a few sparse lights illuminating the path. Walking on this path alone, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

"That guy didn't lie to me..."

Ida muttered, frowning. As his footprints gradually approached the foot of the mountain, some sounds other than the wind finally came to his ears, but this did not make him feel relaxed, but made him more vigilant.

It was like gibbering or wailing, intermittently, adding a touch of eeriness and mystery to the dim environment, but more of it was the fear brought by the unknown. The hoarse voice was paired with incomprehensible and obscure words. The murmuring sound always scares away those who come and confuses the spectators.

Although Ida was a little scared, she still had the courage to step forward. The strange sounds became clearer and clearer. He hurriedly knocked on the door and asked loudly to cover up his panic:

"Hello, are you a confessor?"

There was no answer, and the strange murmurs continued, making Ida feel frightened.

"Hello! Are you a confessor?"

Ida's voice became louder, intending to cover up the sound that disturbed his mood, but then his body trembled suddenly, startled by the sudden sound coming from inside.

The strange sound was replaced by peace, which made Ida suddenly wonder if there was more than one confessor.

"come in."