Chapter 1830： basement

"It's here!" Jia Zhengjin easily found the target because of the detailed information and the free-flying vulture.

A luxurious building in Beicheng District is exactly what the old Moss called the new home of the mountain fanatic.

landed on the second floor window and found no one in the house.

Obviously, the mountain tribes work outside during the day and come home from work at night.

Decisively dug a small hole near the window with a stone axe and began to probe the entire room.

After a while, I found a rather concealed basement entrance under a staircase, blocked by many wine barrels.

The average person would not remove so many full barrels to check in. Jia Zhengjin took advantage of his small body to get in and successfully came to the basement wooden cabin door.

It is not surprising that there is a basement in the average person’s home, but if the current owner of the house is really a fanatic, there must be something hidden in the basement.

knocked on the corner of the wooden hatch, Jia Zhengjin carefully drilled into it. The characteristics of the God of Darkness prevent him from seeing dark images and clearly see the decoration of the basement.

Outside the basement are messy wooden boxes and wine barrels, and some huge fruits and vegetables piled up in disorder.

But Jia Zhengjin ignored these and quickly found a more secret door inside.

Drill a hole under this wooden gate, and it is a larger basement space. Numerous bookshelves are arranged neatly. At the front is a huge stone statue.

"There is nothing wrong!" The names of these books, when translated, have content related to gods. And the huge stone statue that resembles the mountain clan should be the so-called god, that is, the existence of the disaster!

walked straight through the bookshelves, Jia Zhengjin quickly walked to the front of the statue and looked up at the giant like existence.

The idol looks stiff and has no spirituality.

"Are you the **** of this world? Is it called the existence of disaster?" He seemed to himself, looking up at the stone carving.

There is of course no response.

"Hey! If you are a god, come out! You are a god, you should know that I don't belong to this world!" Jia Zhengjin reached out and knocked on the left foot of the statue. "As a **** of the world, in order to protect the rules, we must Eliminate intruders from other worlds! I am here, come on!"

still did not respond.

"Are you really a god?" Jia Zhengjin tapped the foot of the stone statue again, "Hey! If you really exist, you can definitely confirm my existence through the statue. After all, this is the medium of condensing faith, and it is also the **** who observes this world. Way. Come out quickly, otherwise I will tear down your idol!"

looked up quietly at the idol, but still no response.

Jia Zhengjin frowned, crawled over the **** to take out the stone spear, and attacked hard.

The stone statue is quite strong, it may be a problem of stone, and the fine quality stone spear cannot penetrate.

This can't help Jia Zhengjin. It can't deal with rock weapons. Stone picks have no pressure.

Use the material of the virtual backpack to make a stone pick now: "If you don't come out again, I can destroy your stone statue!"

Facing Jia Zhengjin's threat, there was still no response.

Jia Zhengjin was about to start, destroying the stone statue, forcing the gods to appear, and there was a sudden scream of a horse-riding carving outside.

He let Lingdiao put the wind on the roof, someone should have entered the house.

Isn’t the Shan people working during the day and only returning at night?

Jia Zhengjin hurriedly jumped from the idol, looked left and right, and finally hid in a nearby bookshelf, drilled between two adjacent books, and observed quietly through the gap.

It didn't take long for a burst of rapid footsteps to sound, and the door of the basement was opened.

Then, there are individual large creatures pushing in.

It was a mountain tribe. His expression was quite tense, and he kept watching from side to side when he came in.

Jia Zhengjin didn't make a sound, lay on the bookshelf and hid to observe.

The Shan people inspected the entire basement room and walked through the bookcase where Jia Zhengjin was located several times. Finally, Jia Zhengjin hiding in the gap between the two books was not found. The expression seemed to relax: "Fortunately! It seems to be something nasty. Inadvertently rushed in to find food. Probably gone now? Even if I broke my basement door, I had to get a few mouse traps!"

Jia Zhengjin stayed quietly and looked at this mountain tribe through the gap.

After walking around a few times, the mountain tribe came to the statue and knelt down to bow down, with a very serious expression: "Great God, it will take 177 days before I can meet you! I really look forward to this day"

177 days? Jia Zhengjin secretly observed, wondering, what does this mean?

After getting up, the mountain tribe quickly walked to the entrance of the basement, repaired the hole with the wooden cabin door and the wooden door of the hidden room inside, locked it and came back, rummaging around the corner.

What is he doing?

Watching this giant secretly, Jia Zhengjin couldn't understand the other party's behavior at all.

I saw that the huge mountain clan took out a strange shaped dagger from the corner, turned around and put it under the god's feet.

Then left the basement and dragged an unknown animal in after a while.

The animal is about the size of a pet cat for Shan people, which is many times larger than Jia Zhengjin.

It looks like a bird, but it has no wings, and the body grows down, not feathers. It’s weird and weird!

The mountain clan placed this strange animal corpse at the foot of the stone statue Cut the neck of the corpse with a dagger to bleed blood, making the blood fall on the strange marks at the foot of the stone statue.

Blood was quickly absorbed, and the marks flashed strange red light, fleeting.

The Shan clan threw the corpse aside and opened his left sleeve to reveal a scary arm full of scars.

He drew another knife between the scars with his dagger, and dripped his blood on the mark, and then bowed religiously: "Great god! The energy of low-level creatures is far from enough, but I can only hunt these! Please be patient, although the energy is small, you will be able to wake you up smoothly!"

After speaking, he knelt in front of the **** and bowed his head to read a spell for a long time. He didn't know what was in it. He grumbled like a mentally ill patient, ignoring his left hand and bleeding.

This is simply the believer of the evil spirit in Jia Zhengjin's cognition, and the believers of the evil camp gods of the previous world have also done almost the same.

The mountain fanatic had knelt in front of the idol for more than forty minutes and also read the weird spell for more than forty minutes. After the strange symbol at the foot of the idol showed a red light and shifted a position, he stood up and worshipped again. Leave the basement.

Jia Zhengjin waited until the Shan tribe left the basement, and the footsteps disappeared in his ears. Then he got out of the bookshelf, quickly walked to the front of the stone statue, and looked down at the strange symbols that had not been noticed in the underground.

Even with the characteristics of the goddess of knowledge, sharing the language and words of this world, I still cannot recognize what these characters mean.