"Huh? Why suppression? Shouldn't it be released?"

The older Katis explained to the young man while checking the surrounding lampposts: "There are too many dead down there, tens of thousands of souls. It is estimated that the saint will have to come in person to save them."

The Holy Lady of Light will not leave the Holy Mountain easily. Other priests besides her, including the Pope, cannot save tens of thousands of dead souls. When encountering mass human death events, the Church of Light will send high-level priests to do the work, but

Often only some of the dead souls can be saved, while others can only be suppressed.

And unless it is an extremely huge war, the noble Saintess will not come to the mortal world.

"It seems that the statue has not been damaged."

Lan Ji took a lantern and took a look at the front of the statue to make sure that the goddess of light's smile was still gentle and peaceful, and a heavy stone fell in her heart.

The most important thing in the Demon-Sealing Altar is the statue of the Goddess of Light. As long as the statue is fine, it means that the Demon-Sealing Altar is functioning normally.

"Miss, these lampposts are just out of oil, just add more oil."

Katdis poured a little of the lamp oil in the lantern toward the oil inlet, and the lamp post gave off a faint light.

"OK."

This news made Lan Ji breathe a sigh of relief again. She looked at the young man who was still on guard with his sword, and smiled awkwardly:

"Now I'm asking you, young man, to help me cheer up. It's really... that your trip was in vain."

"It's okay. It's best if nothing happens."

The young man inserted the dagger in his hand back into the scabbard. Although he still felt that there was an indescribable sense of oppression here, and the biting cold still made his whole body stiff, but it seemed that Lanji and the others did not notice anything.

Just pretend that you are too sensitive.

"ah!"

Just when the boy turned around and was about to move the oil drum, Lan Ji's screams suddenly came from behind.

The young man, who had been tense all the time, immediately pulled out the dagger with his backhand, then turned around to lock the fast running black figure in his field of vision, and then threw the dagger towards the unknown creature.

The sharp dagger with the roar of the wind instantly nailed the black thing to the floor. Because the basement was too dark, it was only when the young man and others took a closer look with a lantern that they could see the true identity of this creature.

.

"Is it a big rat?"

What just shocked everyone turned out to be a large gray-skinned mouse the size of a football. This kind of mouse is very big and has a strong reproductive capacity. It often appears in human warehouses or cellars. It is probably fermented in the basement.

It was attracted by the aroma of those jars of grain wine.

Katis, who had just been frightened into a cold sweat, chuckled in relief and said: "It seems that the strange noise that the gang heard before was caused by the big rat."

The young man took back the dagger from the mouse corpse, wiped the sword blade, and said: "It seems that there are no ghosts causing trouble, we are just scaring ourselves."

Lan Ji coughed slightly and then said: "Ahem! That's the best. Let's quickly add all the lamp oil and go up. It's very cold here."

Lanji realized that she had just lost her composure. She rarely made such embarrassing screams, and she would inevitably be teased by Katniss when she returned.

Katis knew what Lan Ji was embarrassed about. She suppressed the smile that surged in her heart and said: "The matter of adding lamp oil will be left to you and the young man. I will look for the mouse hole here. If you don't block the hole,

, that kind of thing will keep breaking in."

"OK."

Neither the boy nor Lan Ji had any objections to this. At this time, division of labor and cooperation could end it quickly.

After taking the big iron ladle handed by Lan Ji, the boy and Lan Ji began to fill the lamp posts with oil from the oil drums.

Don't ask Lanji where she took out these tools. She also has a bag-style space prop on her body. It seems that the workmanship should come from a high elf.

After filling the lamp posts with oil, the dim lamp posts immediately emitted a strong and warm light, dispelling the darkness in the basement.

The young man discovered that the patterns on these lampposts were completely different from those in the private room. They seemed to be the same bright incantations as those on the altar. Moreover, he found that if he looked at these incantations for too long, he would get an inexplicable headache and his heartbeat would be half as fast.

shoot.

This is obviously a mantra to suppress evil spirits, why did I react?

The young man was wondering as he filled the lamp post with lamp oil.

"ah!!!"

A woman's scream came to my ears again, and this time the scream was obviously different from Lan Ji's scream, it was obviously Katiss's.

What? Is it the big rat again?

The young man frowned and turned around, his eyes widening in fright at what he saw in front of him.

The young man turned his head and did not see Katis. What stood in front of him at this moment was the statue of the goddess of light. Of course the young man would not be frightened by a stone. What really shocked him was - the back of the statue.

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