I Forged the Myth of the Old Ones

Afterwards, the donations started. Lu Juan vaguely remembered that the meal downstairs at Drizzt’s house was only [-] or [-] per capita, but the donations here were tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands. I don’t know how many factory workers can eat the money. Last meal.

"It's all fake. It's called charity, but it's actually forced donations. Many small entrepreneurs who run factories or run stores have to donate money with those big bosses. In the end, those big bosses will give back the money they get. The rest will be shared with the gangsters, and none of the workers will be left.”

Drizzt whispered beside Lu trip.

"Let's go to Madame Martine."

He found a member of the gang and explained his purpose to him.

The man took Drizzt and Lu Jian to the door of a lounge outside the banquet hall.

Two tall thugs were stationed at the door. They glanced at Drizzt and opened the door to the lounge.

Originally, Lu Jian was still curious about what kind of attitude that Mrs. Martina, who had a unique hobby, would have.

But when the door opened, everything was broken.

In that room, on that soft sofa, a gangster woman who was over thirty years old and still charming was lying on her side in a strange posture, her abdomen, internal organs and bones were being pulled, twist, spin.

The flower of glass blooms quietly.

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===409. I have blossomed too===

In an instant, Drizzt recovered from the shock. As a detective, although this kind of scene would have a certain impact on his sanity, his recovery ability was also very strong. He immediately walked into the room to check whether there were other entrances and exits. And let the gangsters call other members of the Catania family.

"There are no windows in this room, and the banquet hall is on the other side of the wall. There is no other place to go out except for the vent."

Drizzt glanced at the tiny vent.

"give it to me."

After Lu Jian said something, he immediately pried open the vent and climbed up.

The moment he climbed up, Lu Jian smelled a stench.

The stench was like the smell of feces in the sewer mixed with food that had been moldy for several days. The moment it got into his nose, grass grew out of Lu Yi's nostrils.

This means that the smell alone is enough to damage Lu Jian's nasal mucosa.

In the ventilation duct, there is still some sticky stuff.

Lu Yi touched it with his fingers and found that these things are not irritating to the skin, but they will remain on his hands.

Following these tracks, he crawled out from the vent.

After crawling for a while, he felt a chill.

Lu Jian saw that the front was the exit of the vent, but it had been destroyed.

He climbed out, fell to the ground, and found that this was the back door of the hotel.

The light shone on Lu Jian's body, and he realized that his body was full of colorful colors.

Like those glass flowers.

"That slime is this kind of paint. This is not paint, but a part of the murderer's body?"

Lu Jian thought of the slime on the surface of some inhuman objects.

He tasted it.

Then vomited.

By the way, a lot of grass was spit out.

"It tastes terrible and hurts the stomach."

He looked around and found that the traces of these "paints" quickly disappeared on the road, like a person who was bleeding suddenly stopped bleeding.

He searched around, opened the manhole cover, and jumped into the sewer that dredged the rainwater.

At this moment, Lu Jian felt a sense of horror.

The body's hairs stood on end instinctively, like a small animal being targeted by a ferocious beast.

He felt that someone was looking at him, and when he was about to use the word bomb to blow up the opponent, Lu Jian felt a cramping pain in his stomach.

Not just the stomach.

Heart, liver, kidneys, intestines, bones, all viscera wailing, gathering, twisting.

The next moment, Lu Jian saw countless organs protruding from his body, blooming like flowers.

Immediately, all the viscera and broken bones were frozen, forming a flower of glass.

Lu tripped and fell to the ground, he seemed to hear the sound of treading water intensively, he tried to turn his head, but darkness enveloped his consciousness.

"He" glanced at the fallen Lu Lian and the colorful black marks splashed on him.

"He" didn't come close to check, but disappeared directly into the sewer.

After a while, about 10 minutes.

Lu Jian, who had been soaked in sewage and had a grim and distorted expression on his face, suddenly appeared a few small footprints on his blooming glass flower.

Then, his fingers suddenly twitched.

In the glass flower, countless green grasses grow wantonly.

These plants thrived under the nourishment of the sewage, protruding from the entrance of the sewer.

Although they are man-made lights, they are still greedily absorbed and take root in Lu Jian's body.

The flowers that bloomed in Lu Jian's body were surrounded by a circle of green grass.

The eternal flowers withered gradually, their internal organs withered, their bones shattered, and were replaced by leaves and rhizomes of plants and trees.

after an hour.

Lu Jian's eyes brightened.

His body has been completely restored, only his clothes are in tatters.

Getting up, Lu Jian first observed it with [True Vision].

Even if it is washed by sewage, the monster should still leave traces.

But in this sewer, there is no information, as if there is no abnormality from the beginning to the end.

Confused for a moment, he could only crawl out of the sewer.

Lu Jian returned to the hotel.

His gaudy outfit and stench made many guests consciously stay away. Lu Juan took off his suit jacket and handed it to the waiter, and came to the lounge surrounded by gang members.

The second elder brother and the man-in-law of the Catania family were indifferent, and only looked at the others vigilantly, as if looking for objects of suspicion.

The gourmet brother burst into tears, but he didn't dare to approach his sister.

The gangsters looked dignified, with horror in their eyes. This scene was enough to make ordinary people lose their minds. Several people who witnessed this scene had become a little manic, their eyes were red, and only Drizzt and Sia dared to look directly at the corpse.

Shia even held a roast leg of lamb in her hand.

Seeing her gnawing on the roast leg of lamb while standing in front of Mrs. Martina's hideous and terrifying corpse, many gang members felt nauseated, and some vomited out directly.

"Dead on the spot, still hot."

Drizzt, wearing gloves, performed a brief autopsy.

"According to the guard's description, after the speech was over, Mrs. Martina entered here to rest. She didn't leave until the door was opened just now, and no one came in. The Catania family has prohibited all guests from leaving. .”

When Drizzt heard Lu Jian's voice, he told him the result of his examination.

"That's not necessary, the murderer should have already run away, and he is not an ordinary person."

Lu Jian pointed to the top.

"How did you do this?"

Drizzt turned his head, looked at the gaudy Lu Lian, and covered his nose.

"Don't you think these colors are familiar?"

Lu Jian even turned around to let the stench out.

"You met the murderer?"

Drizzt glanced at the abs exposed in front of Lu Trip's clothes.

The torn appearance of the clothes was as if a glass flower had bloomed in his stomach just now.

"Yes, the flowering feels very uncomfortable, can you find me a change of clothes?"

Lu Jian said casually.

"???"

Drizzt glanced at Lu Lian.

Although he knew that this guy's physical fitness was different from ordinary people in the kingdom of night, but looking at it now, it is not a bit abnormal.

Is this really human?

If the glass flower bloomed like this corpse, it must be dead dead, right?

How did he survive!

"The murderer should be an alienated guy. These colors are not paint, but a part of his body. Maybe he used this kind of slime to kill people. He is very good at hiding his whereabouts."

Lu stumbled because he didn't explain his body.

It's quite embarrassing to say that I grow grass in front of so many people.

"Wait, you mean that bastard came in through the vent, killed my poor sister, and left here?"

The gourmet brother recovered a little bit, he felt unbelievable and asked Lu Jian.

"That's what it means."

Lu Jian nodded.

"This is an attack on our family, it's murder!"