Pastor Bai's Journey to Another World

"Thank you for your hard work. This is the agreed reward." Weiwei took out three small cakes bought at Lucy's Fairy Food Shop and placed them in front of the mouse.

"What a waste..." Shanela, who was always by Weiwei's side, couldn't help complaining, "This is a small cake for three gold coins."

"This is the remuneration agreed with them." Although Weiwei could have used even lower-quality snacks to deal with the mice, Weiwei, who had been scorned for a long time, felt that she was too sorry for the mice.

The mice happily enjoyed delicious cakes and shared their experience in the sewer.

As Weiwei expected, these three mice quickly established their own forces by virtue of their superior intelligence, and even had giant mice under their command.

"These kind are very simple. After we took them to find a stable source of food, they were very willing to trust us. After defeating the original leader of the race with rat poison, we became the leader of a group of rats."

"But there is no loyalty at all, our prestige has just been established, and we currently only control one pipeline."

"There are so many monsters in the sewer, more terrifying than the forest. This is the first time I have seen such a big fish, a fish as big as you."

After listening to the mouse's report, Weiwei nodded encouragingly: "Good job, by the way, I want to ask you to do something for me."

"please say."

Weiwei took out a piece of drawing paper from the dimensional bag, on which was drawn a brown-haired human man.

"Find this person, follow him, see where he usually goes, what he does, where he lives."

The mice looked at the man carefully, and after a while they said they remembered it.

"And this one for you"

She produced another map, which she had bought at a newsagent down the street.

"This is called a map, do you understand what it means?" Weiwei showed it to them.

The mice shook their heads: "Does the pattern on this have any special meaning?"

"These lines correspond to routes. For example, this place is the temple area. Our current location...should be here." Weiwei patiently spent a while teaching the mice to read the map, and also taught some humans by the way. Text.

The mice looked dazed, and expressed that they still didn't understand.

"Sorry, we're so stupid..."

They lowered their heads and looked at the ground in shame.

"It's okay, take your time." Weiwei sighed, and also realized that she was a little anxious.

"We will study hard, please let us take this map away for research." A mouse stood up and said.

Seeing this, Weiwei folded the map and handed it to him.

"By the way, let me give you a name."

In order to facilitate the distinction and communication in the future, Weiwei felt that it was necessary to name these mice.

The mice's eyes lit up when they heard this, and they all stood up and looked at Weiwei expectantly.

"Xiaosi, Xiaoka, Xiaowen."

After all, mice are all the same in Weiwei's eyes, and it is good to distinguish them as soon as possible.

"Thank you~"

"I'll be called Xiaoka from now on."

"I am Xiaowen"

The mice squeaked and jumped happily.

Chapter 144 Chapter 141 Klein: Let my Kangkang daughter make friends!Let me be healthy!

The oldest and strongest emotion of living things is fear.

And the oldest and strongest fear is the fear of the unknown.

But there is such a group of people who face the unknown but abandon the original biological emotions. They are not afraid of the unknown.

What they are looking for is the unknown.

This is the path of the mage.

When Sheldora entered the tiefling gathering area at the invitation of the hag who visited again in the middle of the night, she did not have the fear of the unknown in her heart, but thought about how to steal the knowledge that the hag had mastered.

Dark clouds cover the moonlight, which symbolizes Selûne's gaze. According to folklore, this scene means that it is not a good time to go out tonight, because evil deeds are not in the sight of the gods.

Different from the bustling nightlife in Anda City, the night in tieflin gathering area is quite quiet, only occasionally faint cries or begging for mercy can be heard, but there is never a cry for help. Lin knew that calling for help would do no good, it would only attract more perpetrators who heard about it.

The non-Tiefling races with a little condition will move away as soon as possible, and those who are still here are already the bottom of the bottom of society, waiting for the bad luck in life to suddenly knock them down.

The leather boots stepped on the potholed mud, as if walking on the streets of a small town in the last century, smelling the occasional smell of sulfur in the air, Sheldora knew that someone here had tried to summon the devil.

It's a very normal choice, especially for tieflings who hardly get normal job opportunities, turning to distant relatives in hell to change their fate is a good shortcut.

It’s just that for ordinary people, it’s unreliable to rely on unprofessional rituals to try their luck. It’s their luck that they didn’t succeed in summoning the devil.

The devil will drain all the value of the weak, and for the weak who have no strength to go nowhere, asking the devil for help is tantamount to suicide.

In the eyes of mortals, there are dangers everywhere in the darkness, but in the darkness in Sheldora's eyes, there are only some poor tieflings lurking around the corner. They are naked and shivering in the late autumn.Thanks to the inheritance of their hell ancestors, these tieflings can see in the dark, staring at the people walking through the alleys in the dark corners that they think others can't see.

It can be seen that they really want to carry out the robbery, but they have been hesitant to do it.

No matter what judgment is based on the hesitation, this choice is undoubtedly the right one, especially in the face of a group of old ladies who are still wandering around in the most chaotic place in the city at night.

These people struggling to survive in the city have a special keen insight, which is a necessary survival skill for them to survive until now.

"This afternoon we had a very sincere rejection. I thought you looked down on us, but I didn't expect you to agree to help us so easily, giggling."

On the way to the so-called "secret stronghold" of these hags, a night hag who looked like an old human lady started the topic.

She played with the necklace inlaid with jet-black gemstones around her neck, seemingly casually, but she was faintly wary of the human mage around her.

At this time, Sheldora has disguised herself as a bald old man with a haggard face and pale skin, wearing a plain black robe, and holding a staff with a black bird skull on the top, just like a classic The image of the evil mage.

Facing the hag's accusation, Sheldora just shook her head, and a vague old man's voice came out of her throat: "I just happened to be away this afternoon."

Regarding this answer, the night hags were noncommittal. They were not reasonable creatures, and the irritable and irritable nature of spirits was fully displayed in them.

Even if it is nothing at all, they will still hold grudges because of the offense they imagined. They don't have an attack right now, they just need to borrow the power of this necromancer.

"That would be the best. As a human who has participated in the party, you should know what it means to annoy us..." There was a threat in the hag's words.

Relying on drugs and a long period of rest, they had recovered from their drowsiness due to long-term contact with the magic net, and more than half of their spell slots had recovered, which also gave them the confidence to use threats to test them.

At the beginning of contact, they tried to identify each other's strength, but the blazing magical aura on this "bad old man" interfered with their observation, and even if they looked at it for a long time, the optic nerves were in danger of being burned by the blazing aura.

The old man Xieldora responded blankly: "Hags, I have no time to fight against you, nor am I afraid to be your enemy. I just want to get what I want, and everyone gets what they need."

"Don't worry, as long as everyone cooperates happily, you can get whatever you want, whether it's rare spell-casting materials or the valuable knowledge of a five-ring mage...you have a chance to get it."

Kill you, these things are mine too.

Sheldora buried her true thoughts in her heart and followed the hag silently.

While speaking, several people had already arrived in front of a dilapidated hut.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and Sheldora suddenly had goosebumps all over her body. Even if she didn't activate her spirit vision, as a necromancer, she almost instinctively felt that there were a large number of spirit bodies around her.

Under normal circumstances, the soul of a creature will go to the place where it should go as soon as possible after death, and will not exist in the world for a long time, let alone become a spirit body for a long time.

Unless... the obsession before death is deep enough, deep enough to induce negative energy to pour into the body.

But there are very few creatures that can directly induce negative energy with their mental power before death. It is hard for Sheldora not to think of some profane rituals, especially when she is surrounded by a group of night hags.

Constantly in the dark vision of the eyeballs, the hut appeared to Sheldora like a monster in the shadows, as if awaiting a bloody feast.

Outside the hut, there were two tiefling men sitting on the ground and staring blankly at the front. They didn't raise their heads until someone walked in front of them.

"This is the spawn of the Nether Hound. They usually look like ordinary people. When needed, they can quickly turn into Nether Hound Zombies. Whether the transformation is completely in the hands of the controller. Before that, they still maintain a clear consciousness. .”

A night hag introduced the two tieflings with a smirk, one of the tiefling shoulders trembled, and the numbness used for self-protection was broken by the hag with cruel words.

The night hag kept staring at Sheldora: "I heard that you are a necromancer, how about it, are you excited?"

As a necromancer, Sheldora had naturally heard of the name of the Nether Hound. She observed the two tiefling men calmly, but with her knowledge, she couldn't see anything for a while.

It was so secretive, Sheldora admitted that she was very moved, no Necromancer would not be interested in Netherhound technology, even if it could only make Netherhound zombies.

Without waiting for her to study in depth, the hags had already stepped into the dilapidated hut, "Hey, don't look at it, there will be time for you to study slowly after it is done, and now let's meet the object we are serving."

Withdrawing her thoughts on anatomical research, Sheldora followed quickly, and the hags opened the cellar in the hut. To Sheldora's surprise, there was a passage hidden in the cellar.

Just from the outside, it can be seen that this passage was not excavated temporarily. Sheldora also noticed that the passage was organized into a wide and square shape, which was large enough to allow her golem to enter and exit.

If it's just for these hags to hide in dwellings, obviously there is no need to be so troublesome.

"Let's go... we don't have much time left." A night hag who was a little younger than all the hags closed the book in her hand.

This guy was especially noticed by Sheldora. This hag seldom spoke along the way, and kept staring at the book in her hand, just like herself who was approaching the tutor's assessment during her apprenticeship, racing against time to review the key points.

Without much hesitation, Sheldora stepped into the passage.

At this moment, it was still too early for the time agreed with Weiwei, and she planned to find a way to secretly learn about hags before notifying the temple.

At the same time, Weiwei was facing Klein, debating her words.

"Your mage friend has sneaked in?" Klein frowned. "How could she have contact with the hag?"

No matter what type of hag it is, they will basically not keep in touch with kind people, unless that kind person is weak enough to let them play and torture.

Klein subconsciously felt that the so-called "mage friend" might not be a kind person.

To a certain extent, Klein's guess was correct, the female mage would have liked to stuff all her eggs into Vivi's body, if she had one.

Weiwei hurriedly said: "It was those hags who found out about her existence, Sister Dora didn't know them."

"is it?"

Klein obviously didn't believe it.

At this time Shanela also said: "I have seen that female mage before. It's not a big problem. She is quite shy, but it should be noted that when we first met her, there was a faint smell of blood on her body. It is a long-term smell. The breath left after the killing, in short, it is very unlikely that she is a kind person, I think she is harmless to Weiwei for the time being, so I will leave it alone."

The first half sounds pertinent, but the second half Weiwei is unhappy.

"Well... Many mages like to conduct cruel human experiments. They basically have no moral bottom line at all. Weiwei, you should reduce your contact with such people, and don't learn from them to ignore life."

Klein frowned and spoke with a rare serious tone. Now is the time for children to shape their three views. It would be bad if this kind of person who has no bottom line distorts Weiwei's three views with some plausible reasons.

Ever since Shanela and Sheldora came into contact, Vivi had already expected such a day. After all, Shanela had disliked Sheldora in various ways, and sooner or later she would tell Klein her "prejudice" .

"I won't, and I think Sister Dora is very nice. A month ago, she tried her best to protect me. At that time, we didn't know each other for long. She could risk her life when facing people she didn't know very well. Help me, I don't think she will be a villain." Weiwei defended the female mage against Klein's scrutinizing gaze, her heart pounding.

Klein smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm not the kind of indiscriminate person. We'll talk about her good and evil later. What needs to be dealt with right now are those evil hags. Now your mage friend has sneaked into the Go in, and what are you going to do?"

Seeing that Klein didn't hold on tightly, Weiwei also breathed a sigh of relief. She was very worried that Klein would attack Sheldora because of Shanella's evaluation. After hearing Klein's inquiry, Weiwei took out the It was a small red bead, which was a magic item given to her by Sheldora before she left.

"Sister Dora said that when she sends out a signal, the locating bead will emit a faint light, and by then, as long as she holds this bead, she can be accurately located, and many shielding methods can be bypassed, and then the hags can be assaulted. "

Klein nodded and took the beads: "Then I'll just wait for her news."

"Thank you for your hard work, Father."

"It's okay, I just want to meet your friends too."

Klein smiled kindly.

At the same time, Sheldora, who was still walking through the underground passage, shivered for no reason.

I always feel like I'm being watched by something.

After all, Weiwei should have told her family members at this time.

Could it be the abbot of that monastery?

I hope Weiwei didn't tell those things...

Xielduo tightened his collar, recalling the passion of the past, feeling very exciting in his heart, just like a stealing novel recorded in a magazine, both men and women have secret pre-marital behaviors, and deceive each other about their parents' private affairs. set for life.

Feeling...? Excited?

Chapter 145 Chapter 142

After walking for about ten minutes, Sheldora speculated that she was currently in an area about 40 meters underground based on the inclination angle of her descent.

Hang Chi Hang Chi——