The Trial Game of Life

Baz really didn't seem to know anything, and honestly told Tang Cuo all about his medical treatment.

"At that time, all my savings were exhausted, and I had no money to buy medicines, and I didn't know who to ask to borrow them. Winter was cold again, and I thought I wouldn't make it to spring, so I even wrote my suicide note, hehe Unexpectedly, one day Dr. Albert suddenly knocked on the door, he said that he was treating Mrs. Lawrence next door, and happened to smell the smell of medicine coming out of my room, so he came to take a look.”

When talking about Dr. Albert, Buzz still looked revered.

Tang Cuo was thinking, taking the initiative to come to the door, isn't this a modern sales promotion.Think about how many scam gangs he fought for the old men and women in the community when he was still alive. He never imagined that he would encounter this encounter after entering the dungeon.

"How did he treat you?"

"Take medicine."

"Only taking medicine?"

"Hmm...it seems to be nothing else? Sometimes Dr. Albert will check me up, but I don't think there is anything unusual."

Tang Cuo thought for a while, and continued to ask: "During the examination, were you conscious?"

Buzz scratched his head, tilted his head and thought about it carefully, and it took a long time before he said: "Twice I seemed to fall asleep, and I couldn't remember clearly. Is this important? Theodore, Dr. Albert really He's a nice guy."

"Even if he might have other plans?"

"But he still saved me."

Baz blinked his eyes, and using his simplest thinking, he came up with the simplest answer.

At that moment, Tang Cuo understood that he might not care about Dr. Albert's hidden identity or plot, the important thing was that he saved him.

In that desperate moment when no one came to help him, a helping hand was reached out to him.

It's that simple.

"I see, Buzz." Tang Cuo didn't say anything more.

Buzz was so tired, his eyelids were fighting, and he really didn't know anything deeper.Tang Cuo watched him lie down to rest, and walked to the window again.

Its daybreak.

The faint morning light illuminated the sky, but the whiteness seemed to be painted on, and it was a cool-toned paleness.The wind chimes swayed, and the crisp sound broke the tranquility of the night.

Jin Cheng was still wandering on the street.

The Baiye district in the early morning is already a busy scene, there is no transition from calm to busy, and the haste is full of restlessness.Jin Cheng followed a father and son from the residential area all the way to the pier, where he bought a piece of black bread to serve with potato soup. The bread was dry and hard, and the potato soup was really just potatoes. The experience was very bad.

But Jin Cheng still sat on the side of the road and finished his breakfast, and then propped his chin on the little harp, watching people come and go.

Anyone passing by could tell he was a bard. The owner of the black bakery wiped his hands and came out of the shop and asked him, "Why are you here? Is there something wrong?"

Jin Cheng raised his head, "Should I not be here?"

"The poems of the bards are all about the great men."

"Who is great?"

The owner of the black bakery was asked by him, and he answered after a while: "Of course he is a great person."

Jin Cheng thought this answer was very interesting, but the boss was probably angry, mumbling something, and returned to the store with a straight face.He started to play the piano, sitting cross-legged on the ground like this, plucking the strings casually.

The old man passing by looked at him strangely, and Jin Cheng asked him, "Want to order some songs?"

The old man ignored him and left. He might have felt that he was insane early in the morning.

Jin Cheng didn't care either, he just wanted to play the piano to change his mood and sort out his thoughts by the way.After thinking about it, he felt that the point of breaking the game was still with Buzz.

Because only Buzz appeared in front of everyone as "alive".

However, the system apparently assigned Aesop, possibly Doctor Albert, and Pastor Peter to Tang Cuo and him respectively. He had no way to intervene in Baz's affairs, so he could only continue to look for Peter.

At this time, he didn't know that Tang Cuo had met Peter. After playing a song, he stood up and decided to go to Celtic.

Celtic is now running between St. Peter's District and Baiye District. When Jin Cheng found him, he was in the church.

"Hey, Lancelot, good morning." Celtic had a good impression of Jin Cheng.

"I didn't sleep all night, dear Celtic." Jin Cheng shrugged.

"That's really bad."

"Isn't it?"

The two exchanged pleasantries, and Celtic pulled Jin Cheng aside and asked, "Where's Theodore? Is he alright?"

Jin Cheng shook his head, "He is resting. Celtic, do you have any news about Peter? Or, have you found any missing bodies?"

Celtic: "Not yet."

Jin Cheng: "Then I have an idea."

Celtic's eyes brightened slightly, and he hurriedly asked Jin Cheng what good idea he had.Jin Cheng then said: "You found some places where the magic circle was drawn, and there are still no dead people, right? I want you to spread the news that someone died and came back to life. In order to thoroughly investigate Clearly, locked people in—"

Jin Cheng glanced around, "It's locked in this church."

Celtic is not stupid either, so it makes sense, "Are you trying to lure the Rosary sect into the bait? What if they hear the news and speed up their retreat?"

Jin Cheng: "At least Peter won't, I don't think he will leave Baiye District easily. Moreover, if they leave here, it just shows that our suspicion is in the right direction, doesn't it?"

Celtic was persuaded, and immediately set to work.But before he left the church, Jin Cheng stopped him again and asked him to send more people to the East Street to lurk secretly.

At this time, on the East Street, an uninvited guest was knocking on Buzz's window.

Buzz was in a deep sleep and didn't wake up.

Tang Cuo stood up, turned his head and saw the visitor outside the window, and his heart trembled - Aesop's puppet.It was still dressed as it had been seen yesterday, with tassel earrings and an umbrella, but its facial features were crooked and its stitches were badly stitched.The button-stitched eyeballs stared at Tang Cuo without blinking, and the red-stitched mouth was grinning, ugly and scary.

Current main task: Talk to Aesop.

It doesn't look dangerous.

Tang Cuo collected himself, walked to the window calmly and opened it, "What's the matter?"

The puppet looked up at him, held up the small black umbrella in its hand, and opened its mouth to hear Aesop's smiling voice, "Aren't you afraid of me?"

Tang Cuo: "I can't beat you."

The golem giggled, jumped over the window frame with clumsy steps, jumped into the room, ran to the window on two short legs comically, climbed up along the foot of the bed, and stood beside Buzz, looking down. he.

It looked left, right, tilted its neck, pouted its buttocks, its eyes were almost touching Buzz's face.

Although Tang Cuo deduced that there was no danger now, he still put one hand on the hilt of the sword firmly, just in case.Suddenly, the puppet turned around, "Don't move."

"What do you want to do?" Tang Cuo asked.

"How about a deal?" The puppet sat down on the bed.

"You still wanted to kill me yesterday," Tang Cuo said.

The puppet grinned again, and Aesop's voice brought a hint of joy, "You are much more interesting than your brother. Your name is Theodore, right?"

Tang Cuo didn't answer.

The puppet continued to talk to itself, "Trust me, you will agree. I don't need you to kill people, and I don't need you to do anything that violates the knight's code. I just want you to promise me—don't let Buzz fall into the Rose sect hands."

Tang Cuo was slightly surprised, and his face remained expressionless, "Why? Don't you also belong to the Rose sect?"

"Yeah, but it doesn't matter. And that's what you're supposed to do, isn't it?"

"Why did you do it when I was going to do it? What do you want to tell me? Or through me, Roger Reid or my brother?"

Aesop didn't answer right away, the puppet stared at Tang Cuo for a long time, then suddenly tilted his head and said, "Maybe you can tell Roger Reed not to chase me away, if he doesn't hold on tight, I can Protect Buzz personally. Wouldn't it be more beneficial for you to let us fight among ourselves?"

After all, the puppet jumped off the bed, returned to the window sill the same way, and was about to leave.But after it opened the window with a small black umbrella, it turned around and said, "I'll send you off to that tunnel, you can check it out again, maybe there will be some unexpected surprises."

After the voice fell, the puppet opened the little black umbrella, cheered, and jumped down.

Tang Cuo quickly poked his head out to see, the little black umbrella had already drifted away with the puppet.Tang Cuo was not Aesop's opponent at all, so naturally he would not pursue him. He put his hands on the window edge and frowned, thinking about the conversation just now.

At this time, his main task was refreshed again—to bring Buzz back to the Ivy League office.

Is this to protect him?

Changes later.

Tang Cuo decisively woke Baz up, and Baz was at a loss as to what had happened.But Tang Cuo couldn't explain so much to him, he just said that Lancelot had something to do, and then fooled it.

Baz has always been considerate of his friends, so he didn't think too much about it, he hurriedly changed his clothes and went out with Tang Cuo.

The two headed straight to St. Peter's.

In order to reduce the time spent on the road, Tang Cuo even hired a carriage parked along the street and spent all his money.The carriage was designed to carry people, and there were more than the two of them in the carriage. After sitting for a while, Tang Cuo heard some interesting news.

"I heard that someone died on Xiaoyan Street and then cheated the body. It's too scary."

"Really? How could such a thing happen?"

"There are people from the Ivy League, so don't worry."

"Oh, praise Fran, I hope it's all right."

Tang Cuo remained calm, but Baz was worried and curious, and couldn't help talking to them.After this questioning, Tang Cuo was convinced that it was written by Jin Cheng.

The Ivy League shouldn't take the initiative to reveal the news.

This made him have some other ideas.

At this moment, Tang Cuo suddenly sensed a strong wave of magic.Although his magic strength is poor, his perception is very strong. At the critical moment, he kicked the carriage door, pushed Buzz and the others out of the carriage, and at the same time drew out the sword of judgment, aiming at the direction where the magic hit out.

The long sword pierced the magic light, Tang Cuo rolled to avoid it, glanced behind him from the corner of the eye, "Buzz, follow me closely, don't run around."

Buzz nodded repeatedly, but his heart was so nervous that it was about to jump out of his chest.Although he loves to read stories about knights and magicians, and listen to the immortal poems of bards, but he himself does not know any sword skills or magic!

"Ai ai ai ai ai!" He saw the magic strike again, as if it was going to hit him in the face.

A vigorous figure passed in front of him, holding a sword in both hands, as fast as a tiger, breaking up the magic again.Buzz's eyes were full of splendor, and he wanted to applaud him.

Tang Cuo stared secretly, his thoughts racing.This time the attack was violent, but not lethal, because the enemy's goal was clear—they wanted to take Buzz, not kill him.

In the next second, Tang Cuo grabbed Baz's wrist, "Let's go!"

He decides to take Buzz through the tunnel.

The tavern was not far from the place where it was attacked. Tang Cuo protected Baz and fought while walking, deliberately making the noise louder, and successfully attracted the guards who were patrolling and the Ivy League members who were sent to the East Street by Celtic.

"There!" This wave of people came just in time.

Seeing more and more people, Tang Cuo quietly hid in the crowd again, and pulled Baz to evacuate quickly.

The person in charge of guarding the tavern recognized Theodore, and let him go after a short inquiry.Tang Cuo used their word of mouth to let them inform Jin Cheng that he took Baz through the tunnel.

and leave a note.

When everything was arranged properly, before entering the tunnel, Tang Cuo stopped suddenly, turned his head and asked Baz, "Baz, you may be in danger later, do you still want to follow me?"

Buzz was stunned for a moment, and then smiled heartily, "Theodore, although I don't know what happened now, I believe in you."

Tang Cuo looked at him and said nothing.

About 15 minutes later, Jin Cheng received the news that Tang Cuo was taking Baz to the tunnel, and he also saw the note.There is only one word on the note - bait.

Celtic didn't know what bait meant, but Jin Cheng did.Combined with the news that Tang Cuo sent someone to send over, Jin Cheng came up with a general idea.

Keywords: Buzz, tunnel, and bait.

Who is the bait?

Undoubtedly Buzz.

Tang Cuo took Baz as a bait to go through the tunnel, but the tunnel is now firmly guarded by the Ivy League, and it is very difficult for the Rose Sect to rush in and arrest people.Once the two ends are blocked, it is very likely to be caught in the urn, so the tunnel is by no means a good place to start.

But Tang Cuo simply said "bait", as if he was sure that the other party would take the bait, which meant that there was something tricky in this tunnel.

This is what Tang Cuo really wants to convey.

Jin Cheng told Celtic this inference, but Celtic was very puzzled, "If that's the case, why didn't he explain it clearly? Theodore is not a person who can play tricks."

"Kelt, do you trust all the companions standing by your side?" Jin Cheng asked back, "Pastor Peter can betray the Grand Duke, and your companions can also betray you. The Rose Sect has eyes and ears all over the place."

Hearing this, Celtic frowned subconsciously. Although he didn't want to admit it, he couldn't refute it. He could only say, "I trust my companion."

Jin Cheng shrugged, "But this does not prevent us from being more cautious."

Jin Cheng thought of the rose symbol on the blackboard of the Ivy League's office in the Moon Hidden Country. The Ivy League must have been infiltrated by the enemy, even if it doesn't exist now, there will be in the future.

He thought that Tang Cuo must have thought of this, so he was so cautious.

"But we have searched that tunnel carefully, and found nothing unusual, let alone a second tunnel elsewhere." Celtic still remained skeptical. It wasn't that he didn't believe Theodore, he was Don't trust Lancelot.

He was just a bard, and a weird bard who had crossed paths with Aesop the Rebel.

"Then let me ask you a question, Celtic—if those missing corpses are really in the hands of the Rose Sect, what do they want to do with these corpses, and where will the corpses be hidden?"

"Of course it's a hidden place."

"Yes, a hidden place, a place where you won't be found no matter what you do, think again?"

Jin Cheng was persuasive, and Celtic was led by him, and he remembered the news from Tang Cuo, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, "Authentic?!"

Jin Cheng snapped his fingers, "That's right, the tunnel. You have also speculated before that there is more than one tunnel, right? If you haven't found it, it doesn't mean it doesn't exist."

Celtic couldn't help but be persuaded by him, "Then what do we do now?"

Jin Cheng: "We have to change our plan to cooperate with Theodore's actions."