I Forged the Myth of the Old Ones

In the darkness, there is heat rising.

This temperature is not normal room temperature, but getting hotter and hotter.

The air in the space became scorching hot, and Lu Lian's face was dry for a while, and he felt that the oxygen in it had become much thinner.

The high temperature coming from behind made him sweat, and the strange feeling brought by claustrophobia enveloped the heart of Landing Kizuna.

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

It can be felt that this seems to be a wooden structure, the thickness is not more than three centimeters, but it is very heavy.

"Is this... in the coffin?"

Lu stumbles after realizing it.

His hands could touch some traces on the wooden board in front, and these traces were distributed on the wooden board, and there seemed to be a certain pattern.

He fumbled for a while, and soon, a string of exotic words appeared in his mind.

--help me!

It was dug out with fingernails, crying with coagulated blood!

At the same time, the temperature changed from scorching hot to hot enough to cause blisters on the skin.

Lu Jian also understood his current situation.

He probably, probably was in a coffin in a crematorium.

When he realized this, a silver revolver [last words] materialized in Lu Lian's hand.

bang——

The bullet was fired, and the coffin with the landing trip suddenly accelerated in one direction.

bang-

The huge impact made Lu Jian's ears hurt, and he shed a lot of blood.

Before the grass had time to grow, Lu Jian shot at the surrounding coffin boards again.

The next moment, light came in from the gap in the coffin board.

The heavy wood flew in all directions and smashed into the wall. Lu Jian fell to the ground and hurt his buttocks.

A scream came, and Lu Yi quickly checked the surrounding situation.

In the room, there were several people, men and women, aged between 50 and [-], wearing black formal attire, staring at Lu Lian, looking extremely flustered.

Behind Lu Lian was the incinerator of the crematorium. Unlike modern high-temperature incinerators, the incinerator here still used firewood and gasoline. The coffin was burning with flames and had been embedded into the wall of the incineration room.

"Sorry to interrupt your cremation."

Lu Jian said to those who looked like family members.

Could it be that this time he rose up as the deceased?

"You, who are you? Where is my father?"

asked a woman in a black dress.

"Uh, if you don't mind, I can replace your father, at least alive."

Lu Jian patted the ashes on his body, and he stood up.

"You stole my husband's body!!!?"

A woman with frost on her temples cried out, holding a handkerchief in her hand, with a shocked expression on her face.

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

Lu Yi hurriedly said to the woman in the black dress.

"The body, where did the body go?"

A man in white who looked like a funeral home worker panicked.

Lu Jian looked around.

"At least not here."

"Call the others quickly, quickly call the others!"

called a man in black who looked to be about 50 years old.

Lu Jian is not sure, because the quiet place usually allows the Chosen to perfectly integrate into the mission, and those from foreign lands will not doubt the identity of the Chosen, but why is something wrong this time?

Did I want to play the dead father, or was it just a Floo fan who went to the wrong place like going from Diagon Alley to Diagon Alley?

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

"Mr. Drizzt, that's him, he stole the corpse!"

===392. Isn't this a coincidence===

Seeing the acquaintance, Lu Yi immediately showed a bright smile.

"Hi, old Cui."

Lu Bian said hello.

For a moment, everyone in the room looked at Drizzt.

This private detective, who seemed to be wearing a long trench coat, a deerstalker hat, and a heather pipe in his mouth all year round, was taken aback for a moment, and then quickly put on a serious posture.

"Catch this man quickly."

Several funeral home employees immediately grabbed Lu Lian's arm.

Lu Jian saw Drizzt blinking at him, and he immediately understood the meaning of the other party.

"Hehehe, you will surely look back on this day in the future, because you almost caught the great Captain Jack Sparrow!"

Lu Jian pretended to smile deeply, and then used the words bomb on himself.

bang——

A big hole suddenly appeared on the wall, and Lu Jian had already rushed out of the house, taking three steps at a time, and disappeared into the smoke and dust.

"?"

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

"The body must still be here, let's look 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 members found it, several staff members were preparing to put on makeup for the old man.

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

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

"I'd like a glass of milk, if available."

Lu Jian said to the waiter, and the two looked at each other.

"...I just meant to let you pretend to be caught, I will ask you then, and then the two of us can leave safely!"

Drizzt suppressed his inner dissatisfaction and said.

"Shocked, I thought you meant that I pretended to be a gangster who likes corpses and was accidentally exposed and caught by your famous detective."

Lu Jian said in surprise.

"You added too many settings."

Drizzt took a sip of black tea.

"So, where is the other person?"

Lu Jian asked, obviously, Shia also participated in the mission.

"She should, almost here."

Drizzt glanced at the time in the store.

Immediately, Lu Jian saw Shia wearing heavy armor standing across the road, waiting for the vehicle to pass as if a little angry, before walking towards here.

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

Just as Lu Yi said hello, in front of him, the milk that the waiter had just put down was pushed by some invisible force and almost fell off the table.

"Don't be naughty."

Lu Jian reminded him and picked up the milk.

"?"

Drizzt looked at Lu Jian as if he was talking to an invisible guy, and a question mark appeared on his head.

"The funeral home was in disarray and our request was delayed until the afternoon."

Shia sat down and said something aggressively.

"What are you doing at the funeral home?"

Lu Bian was curious.

"What are you doing at the funeral home?"

Drizzt asked back angrily.

"I don't know either. I was in the coffin when I came here."

Lu Jian expressed his innocence.

"what?"

Drizzt raised another question mark.

"Xia arrived last night. We thought you were already here. We searched for a long time, but we didn't expect you to be in the coffin."

"So, I may have arrived last night, but I just slept in the coffin, but I didn't realize it?"

The speed of time flow in the Quiet Land varies greatly, and Lu Jian feels that the few seconds he perceives may have passed half a day in the waste capital.