Fang Hao picked up the clay sculpture and asked with a smile.

The material of clay sculpture is relatively general. You can find the subtle concave convex on it when you touch it, but the shape is more vivid.

It can be seen that the people who make clay sculptures have good skills.

"Oh! It's aunt Trish in the village. She's good at making these clay sculptures." Malcolm answered with a smile.

Marken doesn't know much about Aunt Tracy.

Aunt Trish, although from the village, lived in the temple when she was young.

Ma Ken was much older than Ma Ken. When he came back, Ma Ken had become the village head.

The auxiliary sacrifices of the temple have certain knowledge of treatment and herbal medicine, but you can understand the function of Anabaena Cordyceps.

They talked, and the others came back.

In addition to finding some traces left by struggle and mice, there are no redundant clues.

Of course, none of the people present is good at solving cases, but they are all good at murder.

"Come on, Mr. Marken, take me to meet aunt Trish." Fang Hao said, the clay sculpture in his hand is still in his hand.

Ma Ken heard Fang Hao wanted to see Trish, but I thought he frowned.

Trish's age is close to 70, and his character is not very easy to contact.

Seeing Fang Hao's insistence on going, Ma Ken didn't say much. While leading the way in front, he hinted that Trish had a strange temper.

If anything happens, don't take it to heart.

……

About a few minutes.

From a distance, he saw an old woman with white hair sitting in front of a house.

"She's aunt Tracy. She's very nice, but she has a strange temper." Macken whispered.

Trish, who was not far away, just looked at the people and bowed his head again to get busy with his work.

When several people came forward, Marken squeezed out a smile and said loudly, "aunt Trish, these people came to help the village solve the rat problem from LISIS city. They specially came to see you."

"I'm not deaf. What are you doing so loudly!" Aunt Trish looked at Fang Hao and his party with a cold face.

When he saw Fang Hao holding the female clay sculpture with his hands on his back, his eyes changed slightly, but soon returned to normal.

Ma Ken smiled awkwardly. He, the village head, was really not dignified on Trish's side.

"Aunt Trish, don't lose your temper later. These guards come from the city, and we expect them to kill mice." Malcolm whispered an instruction.

Trish glanced at him and said, "I see. Go back first. I'll let them find you after talking."

"Oh, all right." Ma Ken looked at Fang Hao again and said, "Lord Fang Hao, you talk first. After talking, I'll take you to see where the mice are."

"OK." Fang Hao promised.

Ma Ken left, and Fang Hao leaned over with people.

"Are you the guards of the city?" Trish asked first.

This team is actually weird.

In addition to Fang Hao, who seems to have good contact, the rest are foreigners except mountain bandits.

Although powerful, but still with some banditry.

"Yes." Fang Hao answered, sat down not far from Trish, put the clay sculpture in his hand in front of him, "aunt Trish, do you have any contradiction with the dead Blumer?"

Along the way, Fang Hao and Ma Ken also learned something.

Trish is good at herbal medicine. Anyone injured in the village will be treated by her.

In addition to his bad temper, he is very popular in the village.

Such a person, to kill Blumer, will only be some of the contradictions.

"Aren't you here to solve the rat problem? Are you interested in these things?" Trish said, his voice still unfriendly.

"Rats eat people, which is also included in the scope of this task, don't you think so." Fang Hao still smiles.

"Yes, you people will only waste your energy trying to please the nobility and folk trifles." Trish made another mockery.

Then before Fang Hao continued to ask, Trish spoke again, "When I was an auxiliary sacrifice of the temple, there were several cases in the temple. Someone desecrated the auxiliary sacrifice of the temple and cut off their heads. Six girls died in half a month, the youngest of them was only 9 years old. Later, the temple put pressure on the city master's house and carried out a comprehensive search. Although this never happened again, no one was caught, and the matter was so settled It's too late. "

At this point, Trish stopped talking and just bowed his head and busied himself with the work in hand.

However, Fang Hao naturally made up for the follow-up story.

Trish discovered that Blumer was involved in this matter, but he was old and didn't have enough evidence.

Kill Blumer with his familiar knowledge of herbs.

"And then, did the killer catch him?" Anja asked.

Trish glanced at the orc girl and nodded slightly, "caught, dead..."

"It's cheap for him. If I want to catch him, I have to torture him for two years and turn him into a skeleton..."

Fang Hao covered her mouth and said angrily, "don't talk."

"Oh!" Anja gave a cry and didn't go on.

After the story, Fang Hao's doubts were solved.

But it seems that this mission is a waste of time. There is no special monster stronghold, and there is no treasure chest reward.

Fang Hao looked at Trish and continued, "if you want to kill mice, the best thing is to get them together to kill them. Is there any good way for Aunt Trish?"

Trish didn't say much, got up and hobbled into the house.

Took out a small medicine bottle and came out.

[Cordyceps Anabaena liquid]

[category: liquid medicine]

(Description: liquid medicine that can emit special smell.)

"There are two large mouse nests in the east of the village. You can try there." Said Trish.

Mice are difficult to eradicate. Even if you can lead them, there is no good way to kill them.

"Well, then we won't disturb aunt Tracy."

With that, Fang Hao took the clay sculpture and fishy Cordyceps liquid and left directly.

Trish looked at the people who said to leave, and his eyes showed doubt.

Aren't they the guards in the city?

Don't you catch the murderer?

……

Fang Hao and others left and found maken again.

In fact, Ma Ken didn't go far. For fear that Fang Hao and Trish would quarrel, he might as well persuade him.

Unexpectedly, it took more than ten minutes for Fang Hao to come back.

"Lord Fang Hao." Marken came up.

"Well, let's go. Aunt Trish said there were two large rat nests in the east of the village. Do you know the location?" Fang Hao asked.

"Yes, it's not far to the East."

Macken said that the place where he wanted to take Fang Hao was the rat nest.

But there is no good way to burn and flood.

"OK, take us to have a look."

"Oh, OK."

Marken took several people out of the east gate.

Not far away, I saw two raised mounds in the woods.

"This is the rat's nest. I don't know when I built the nest here." Marken looked at the mouse nest and said.

Mice did not cause much damage to the village. Maken was still worried that mice ate people.

He didn't know about Trish. He just thought that when mice went crazy, they would eat people.

If you can eat the first, you can eat the second.

Then the village will be gone!

"OK, I see. You go back to the village first. If there is any danger, we can't take care of you." Fang Hao continued.

"There's still danger! OK, you adults, be careful." Makon said that and left quickly.

When maken went far, Fang Hao found a stone cave nearby.

After checking in the stone cave, I felt that there were no channels and underground holes, so I put the [skull rat brain stem clay sculpture] in, opened the fishy Cordyceps liquid, and poured out a drop on the head of the clay sculpture.

Just after pouring, there was a faint smell of fishy and sweet in the cave.

Not strong.

After finishing everything, Fang Hao went directly out of the cave and came to the place where Anja and others took refuge.

The people looked at the cave in front from a distance.

Soon there was a rustling sound from the woods around.

A large number of mice, mixed with several hedgehogs, formed a long line like ants moving, and rushed into the depths of the cave.

Fang Hao felt almost. He took out a few detonators from the storage space, opened the insurance and directly threw them into the cave.

Boom!!

After the loud noise, the whole cave collapsed.

"It's over?" Anja asked softly.

"Well, it should be over." Fang Hao also nodded.

The crowd approached and made a simple inspection around the cave.

The cave collapsed completely and no mouse came out.

"Let's go and have a look at the mouse nest."

Fang Hao still didn't give up and came back to the rat's nest in the east of the village with a group of people.

"Dig!"

Fang Hao took out his tools from the storage space, and the mountain bandits swung their arms and began to dig.

Ten minutes later, the bulging mountain bag was dug out into a deep pit.

"Yes, my Lord, there is something."

Under the pit, there was a sudden cry of mountain bandits.

Fang Hao immediately looked down and saw a corner of the treasure chest in the pit.

Even if the rest is still buried in the pit, it can be seen that it is a black iron treasure chest.

Yes, it's better to have than not.

"Lift it up."

The treasure chest was lifted up and Fang Hao opened it directly.

[obtain: Black shovel manufacturing drawings, granary construction drawings, and war coin 25.]

Although it's a black iron treasure chest.

But the drawings given to Fang Hao really don't have.

A black shovel is a tool for digging.

And the granary, which is also a new drawing.

[first class granary: Wood 500, stone 450, thatch 300, leather 220, iron 50.]

(Description: heat and moisture insulation, prevent rats and insects, and better store grain.)

The granary was a surprise.

There was no battle and the harvest was good.

Better than those silver chests with duplicate drawings.

"Fill up the pit and let's go back."

The mountain bandits filled the pit again and the large team returned to the village.

……

Twenty minutes later.

Near the collapsed cave.

Squeak!!

A group of mice quickly came to the cave, raised their noses and tried to smell something.

These mice are similar to normal mice.

The brain above the head is exposed and wrapped in a transparent membrane.

The mice's brains vibrated like resonance.

As if they had reached a consensus, they began to move stones.

A hole was moved out. A mouse climbed in and dragged out a broken piece of clay sculpture.

The mice gave a humanized confirmation and left quickly with fragments.