Chapter 133 Midnight Invitation

"It seems to be raining. Google search reading"

In the Scholar's Tower of Storm's End Castle, Xia proofread the book that Li Feng wanted, walked to the window and looked at the cloudy sky and said.

"Yes, Miss Xia, I wonder if the Governor and his men have arrived at the Blue Emerald Forest."

The attendant beside him echoed.

Today is the traditional hunting day of Storm Island.

Governor Fell took his family and first-class nobles to hunt in the Blue Emerald Forest near Storm's End early in the morning.

Li Feng was originally invited, but he had something on his mind and didn't want to waste time, so he found a reason to decline.

'The storm on the sea seems to have affected the land. '

Looking at the strong wind rising outside the long window, blowing the leaves of the midsummer over, Li Feng couldn't help but feel anxious.

Even if the people of Violet Eye can arrive at Storm Island tomorrow morning, there are only 4 days.

4 days, in the player world with surveillance everywhere and modern criminal investigation methods, it doesn't seem difficult to catch a person.

But this is a game world with backward technology, and now we can only rely on the extraordinary ability of the Violet Eye.

Thinking of the investigator's paper spirit, that is, the kind of paper spirit that can find people, Li Feng guessed that the Violet Eye could not have such a thing.

There must even be a more advanced paper spirit than the investigator's paper spirit to find people, so it should be safe to capture the paper crane.

But on second thought, I heard from the official players that the paper crane is a master of controlling paper spirits, will it be...

Worried in his heart, Li Feng looked at the chat channel again.

This matter is serious, and now the players are still discussing the Violet Eye as a life-saving straw.

*: "I think everyone should still believe in the Violet Eye. I heard that they are all powerful weavers."

*: "Yes, they are an organization that only recruits elites."

*: "It can be said that the most powerful weavers in the Endless Sea are all in the Violet Eye. They have money and master various powerful spells. Things may not be as bad as we think."

*: "Yes, If they have money, then their ships must be very good and can definitely withstand the storm. ”

*: “That’s true, and they also have powerful spells, which can probably resist the storm.”

*: “So? This is still pretty stable?”

*: “It’s hard to say about things in the extraordinary world. Maybe it is more efficient than our player world in catching people.”

*: “Yes, by the way, I listen to the official players.

The paper crane seems to have a special relationship with the Violet Eye. It is either an enemy or a traitor. I don’t think the Violet Eye will let the paper crane go easily. ”

*: “It seems so.”

*: “Hey everyone, I also heard something. A traitor appeared in Violet Eye recently, and it caused a lot of losses.

Now Violet Eye is sending people to catch him. I think the traitor is Paper Crane. ”

*: “Oh, it’s possible!”

*: “If that’s the case, then Violet Eye has a stronger reason to catch Paper Crane, and we don’t have to be so scared.”

*: “Yes, at least they won’t give up halfway.”

*: “Violet Eye is our lifeline now!”

*: “Yeah, we’re counting on them.”

Like Li Feng, the players in the chat channel all believed in Violet Eye.

They all thought they could easily catch Paper Crane.

Looking at their tone and their respective revelations about Violet Eye, Li Feng felt a little relieved.

He turned off the chat channel, and at this time, bean-sized raindrops hit the window, making the glass crackle.

"The weather changes so fast! There was the sun just now."

Looking at the violent storm outside the window, Xia sighed, and she walked away from the window and walked back.

Suddenly thinking that she was also a weaver, Li Feng asked her:

"Do you know the Violet Eye?"

"The Violet Eye?"

Hearing Li Feng suddenly ask this, Xia was a little confused. She thought for a while and replied:

"They are a very ancient weaver organization.

But they only invite high-level or extremely potential weavers to join.

Compared to the conditions for joining the Ring of the Earth, it is several times more stringent."

"That means, all of them are powerful weavers?"

Li Feng asked as if to confirm.

"Yes, that's right."

Xia nodded.

Then she looked at Li Feng suspiciously. In order to avoid being overheard by others, she asked Li Feng through the contract:

"Are you the one who killed the Violet Eye?"

When Li Feng suddenly asked about this organization just now, Xia Ya instinctively thought of this, and seeing his worried look, Xia Ya's guess deepened.

When Li Feng heard Xia Ya's words, his brows jumped in silence.

What does this have to do with anything?

"...Am I that kind of person?"

Originally, Li Feng asked back in a denial, but Xia Ya still looked at him suspiciously after hearing it, as if she was considering the authenticity.

Li Feng: ...

"The Violet Eye is an ancient and powerful weaver organization."

Xia thought about it for a long time, but still seemed unsure, so she explained to Li Feng:

"So they have the most secret and comprehensive weaver spell inheritance, and are also extremely powerful in divination.

If you are targeted by them, it is not an exaggeration to say that you can't escape even if you have wings."

Xia's eyes were filled with worry, and she reminded him in a roundabout way not to be targeted by the Violet Eye, which made Li Feng feel helpless.

But what she said just now also made Li Feng feel relieved.

Since the Violet Eye is really so powerful and anyone targeted by it is unable to fly, then the Paper Crane must not be able to fly either.

After clarifying his thoughts, Li Feng immediately smiled and said:

"What are you thinking, would I do something like that?"

Sia looked at him steadily and said nothing.

"Ahem, don't think blindly, it really didn't happen this time."

Li Feng was a little embarrassed by her and hurriedly changed the topic:

"By the way, I also found a book written by a troll."

As Li Feng spoke, he took out the book of troll poetry he had read for the first time, then found a secluded table by the window and sat down, and continued:

"This seems to be a poem, but this poem is very strange."

Li Feng pointed out to Xia, who was sitting opposite, the poem about moray eels and travelers that he had just read.

But Xia looked at the troll text on the book, then looked at Li Feng, and said in surprise:

"You... actually know troll language?"

Trolls are an ancient race. They have always been entrenched in the north. Although they are on the territorial boundaries, they have always had friction with humans.

But trolls are also very mysterious. Except for guerrilla warfare in the jungle, they have almost no contact or relationship with humans.

Therefore, except for a very small number of bald bachelors who have studied trolls all their lives, they know troll language. Others can speak troll language, and even if they can get in touch with it, it is difficult.

But how could Rhine do that? He is obviously very young.

"Uh, I never said I couldn't do this."

Li Feng had forgotten about this, but he remembered that he had never said that he couldn't do it before, so he had an excuse.

"Where did you learn Trollspeak?"

Shia was surprised that the grammar of Troll language was completely different from that of human language, making it a very difficult language to understand.

"In...before, I forgot the details because of the shipwreck."

Li Feng thought for a moment and lied.

When Shia heard this explanation, she wrinkled her nose and understood the lie.

The golden eyes rolled slightly, then he leaned over and lowered his voice, asking Li Feng:

"Did you really not kill anyone from Violet Eyes?"

Hearing this, Li Feng couldn't help but take a breath and almost laughed out of anger.

After all, people who have told lies don’t deserve to be believed, right?

Seeing Xia's confused and questioning expression, Li Feng wanted to hit her on the head.

"Really not! I have no grievances and no grudges. I eat well and read a book."

"Oh well."

Hearing Li Feng's decisive tone, Xia said "oh", just thinking about it.

I have been with Li Feng these past few days, and no one from Violet Eyes has come to Wind Breeze City.

It was true that she was worrying too much. Xia stopped thinking and concentrated on reading, only to see:

"The lost moray eel

Gather the travelers in the forest

Lead them through grief

but abandoned them in sorrow

Lost moray eel returns to nest

The traveler becomes a moray eel

…”

"This, moray eel..."

Sia frowned and looked at the strange troll text on the page, and said hesitantly:

"Do you think it's the Thunder Moray from Lighthouse Island?"

"Um."

Li Feng nodded and said what he had doubts about:

"The traveler has nothing to say, but what is the sadness in the poem? Judging from the description, it does not refer to emotion."

"Yes, it seems to be talking about a place."

Xia said slowly, then she suddenly remembered something and said hurriedly:

"I remembered that in my storybook, the troll mentioned a place called the Theater of Sorrow."

Li Feng:!

‘Theatre of Sorrow? Isn't it the lost land that the official players said is about to appear? ’

The clues seem to be coming together.

Thinking of this, Li Feng's heartbeat accelerated slightly.

On the other side, Xia took out the storybook from her handbag as she spoke, turned to the page she marked, and handed it to Li Feng to read.

The strange troll language was no longer a problem for Li Feng. He looked at the description of the Theater of Sadness in the storybook.

“This was once a bustling theater where opera singers performed on stage the ascension of the Old Gods.

Time reappears, the old days come back, sorrow is clothes, moray eels are servants...

Audiences and actors, please bring your invitations and enjoy this grand performance."

really.

Time reappears, moray eels, invitations...

Isn't this what the official players said, the lost land that people below level three must stay away from?

At the same time, it is very similar to my own experience on Lighthouse Island.

Looking at the words in front of him and thinking about the lighthouse island and the moray eel carcasses on the sea, Li Feng felt a chill in his heart.

"What do you think of Lighthouse Island and this..."

Xia also realized this at this time. Thinking of the strange dream last night, she asked in a low voice, and her whole body was already terrified.

"Invitation card."

Li Feng pointed to a few troll words on the book and said:

“If the Theater of Sorrow is a place of loss, then according to the book, you have to have an invitation to get in there.”

Li Feng did not completely rely on the clues in the book, because official players also mentioned this in the chat channel.

"Only those with an invitation letter can enter the theater, and we don't have an invitation letter. How should I put it? It's safe for the time being."

Li Feng said this, not knowing whether to comfort Xia or himself.

Hearing this, Xia nodded heavily and said without thinking about the strange dreams both of them had had:

"Yes, what a coincidence."

It was raining heavily outside the window, and bursts of water vapor came through the half-open window.

"Da da da."

There were footsteps in the corridor behind him.

Li Feng and Xia stopped discussing and looked back. They saw the messenger who was responsible for delivering the letter in Fengxi Castle, carrying the oilcloth bag with the letter on his back.

Because of the rain, his shoes and clothes were still stained with rain.

Li Feng looked at him and had a bad feeling, but there were so many people in the Bachelor's Tower, so it was not necessarily...

Just thinking about it, the messenger walked to the table where Li Feng and Xia were sitting. He first respectfully took off his hat.

Li Feng also stood up and nodded in return, and then heard the messenger say:

"Mr. Rhine, Miss Xia, there are letters for you."

The messenger took out two letters from the waterproof oilcloth bag and handed them to Li Feng and Xia respectively.

On the pure white envelope with gold edges, one was written with Li Feng's name, and the other was written with Xia.

Xia seemed to understand something. She looked at Li Feng, her hands trembling and she didn't dare to take the letter.

Li Feng was also nervous, but since things had come to this point, he took the letter and asked the messenger:

"Do you know who sent these two letters?"

The messenger shook his head:

"Mr. Rhine, I don't know. The letters were sent by the post office. I am only responsible for forwarding them."

Li Feng nodded and let the messenger leave.

"What...what should I do?"

Looking at the messenger's back as he walked away, Xia's hand holding the letter was shaking.

Li Feng also frowned and looked at the letter in his hand, thinking in his heart.

Just looking at the snow-white gold-plated envelope, you can tell that it is not a letter from Baifeng Manor and Zijinhua Church.

But apart from this, Li Feng has no acquaintances in the Endless Sea, let alone correspondence.

What's more, he and Xia both received the letter, and the envelope is exactly the same.

Associating that the two of them went to Lighthouse Island at the same time and had the same dream last night, this matter is self-evident.

'Ha! Things have come to this point, who cares. ’

Without any further consideration, Li Feng tore off the wax, took out the letter inside, and then shook out the letter paper.

It was indeed an invitation.

“My dearest Mr. Rhine, please come and watch your performance at midnight.

——Theatre of Sorrow”

There was no other text on the white invitation except this sentence.

Seeing that Li Feng had already opened the letter, Xia also opened her own letter.

Sure enough, except for the different names, everything else was the same.

The heavy rain outside the window had turned into a rainstorm, and the pouring rain was dragged by the strong wind, hitting the window desperately, as if to eat the people hiding in the house.

…

August 12, the game world of the Endless Sea.

It was still raining heavily in Fengxi City today.

Li Feng sat quietly at the desk in his room. At this moment, his room, the table, the bookshelf, the floor, and even the bed were all filled with books.

And Li Feng was using the talent of quick understanding to look at those books page by page.

They were mostly books about trolls, or books about trolls.

Yesterday, he and Xia received the invitation letter from the Sad Theater at the same time, which means that according to the known information.

The lost land called the Sad Theater has already found them.

But strangely, nothing happened at the midnight mentioned in the invitation letter.

"Maybe it's not the midnight yesterday."

Li Feng and Xia discussed this this morning.

What Xia is worried about is how the place called the Sad Theater can summon them at midnight.

"It's obviously the time when they are sleeping in the room, how can they do it?"

Li Feng didn't understand it either, but he felt that the Sad Theater would have the value of appearing one day later.

Using this time, he and Xia can look for relevant clues in the troll's book.

The official player said that you should try to stay away from those below the third level, but he is only the first level of the second level.

Xia is even worse, only the fifth level of the first level.

I don't know when the invitation letter will be redeemed, and it is probably too late to upgrade with all your strength. It is better to find a solution from the book first.

After all, judging from the current situation, the troll knows a lot, and there may be a solution.

The heavy rain was still falling outside the window, and the noisy raindrops were beating the ground.

In addition to the matter of the Sad Theater, there was another bad news for Li Feng and all the players.

That was the official player 0097, who just notified in the chat channel:

Because of the storm at sea, the Violet Eye could not reach the Storm Island to capture the paper crane today.

As soon as this news came out, the players were immediately furious.

Li Feng thought about the current situation, one was the Lost Land Sad Theater, and the other was the out-of-control player paper crane, and he felt overwhelmed.