"I've taught you everything I can teach."

The old man sat in the shadows against the wall, and the rays of the setting sun shone through the bars of the windows, illuminating only half of his chin.

Compared with yesterday, the old man's hoarse voice sounded much weaker: "You are ...... now?" How much do you remember? ”

The delicious wind goose squatting in the opposite cell replied respectfully: "I remember everything, and I haven't forgotten everything." ”

“…… Scold. ”

The old man sneered in a low voice, "At least half of what you say is lying. ”

His low, hoarse voice was filled with an unconcealable sense of death.

Ever since the old man's bowl was broken, Delicious Wind Goose has not seen him say a word in front of the "jailer" who delivered the meal.

And after being imprisoned in the dungeon, the delicious wind goose is at least enough for three meals a day. But the old man on the other side ...... The jailer never gave him a bite to eat or a sip of water, which made his voice weaker.

Rather, it is already the limit to be able to live for so long.

Because they are monitored while eating, the delicious wind goose cannot leave much food for the elderly. He had to secretly hide an apple at each meal and throw it at the old man after the jailer left.

It has nothing to do with interests.

The delicious wind goose is simply unbearable, and he can eat all-you-can-eat, and the other person, especially his own teacher, has no food or water.

Perhaps it is for this reason that the old man will teach the knowledge of the delicious wind goose ritual master......

He obviously didn't look down on the stupid qualifications of the delicious wind goose.

But the delicious wind goose also knew in his heart that what the old man said was true.

Half of the words of the delicious wind goose are indeed false-

The old man granted him a total of twenty-six rituals of different sizes and scales, as well as many mystical knowledge. Except for a few rituals that are relatively simple, the rest of the rituals are quite complex.

If you are a player with real-life research experience, it may be better understood.

The feeling of these rituals is a bit like a physical chemistry experiment in high school and college—I have memorized the text of the experimental procedures in the textbook, but when I do it myself, there are always wonderful problems that cannot be fully reproduced.

And what's even more fucked up than in the textbook is that he can't even see a picture.

The ritual array painted on the ground, the old man will erase and redraw it in an average of forty minutes—the ghost can remember it.

Fortunately, he has a screenshot function......

Yes, the delicious wind goose directly saved the ritual steps, all step by step.

When the time comes, just do it step by step.

Moreover, this knowledge of rituals seems to be systematically judged to be "mystical knowledge". As a result, when Delicious Wind Goose sent this knowledge to the forum, the system suddenly reminded him that the weekly task of the "Hidden Eye" had been completed.

Just turn this knowledge into the Hidden Eye's database, and you can gain a lot of experience.

The delicious wind goose immediately agreed.

These rituals are graded according to their difficulty and importance. After the player increases the reputation level in the "Hidden Eye" faction to the corresponding level, they can access all the knowledge and information in this level at any time by keyword.

It's much faster than querying one picture by one.

And at the price...... It's the images and content here that can't be posted through the forum channel.

Of course, you can still memorize, copy, and trade offline - but that would be equivalent to spending time learning this thoroughly and then teaching others. And if you master it yourself, you can directly teach it to others mouth-to-mouth even in the Misty Continent.

It is still not possible to write it down on paper.

This is one of the core laws of this world.

There is power in knowledge...... Mysterious knowledge cannot be recorded by ordinary people, in ordinary words, on ordinary paper. If it is written on paper, the paper will spontaneously combust; If you write it on a wooden sign, it will rot.

Because power also means "curse".

Mortals cannot carry a curse of this level.

For example, at the moment when the old man used the fragments of the bowl to depict the circle on the ground. The temperature in the cell dropped significantly. Some circles freeze the surrounding ground, while others cause blood to seep from the ground......

There is no doubt that the old man has no supernatural abilities. But the mere fact that knowledge itself is "completely fixed" is enough to change reality.

The delicious wind goose is very strong from the beginning...... It is impossible for him to remember and understand this knowledge. Take a step back, as long as it works.

But I never expected that as an uploader of knowledge. Not only did he gain a wealth of experience, but he also gave himself access to the knowledge he had uploaded at any time—basically, as if he had already learned.

Although it still can't be used in a comprehensive way.

“…… That's it. ”

After the silence, the old man sighed lowly.

He reluctantly, with the fragments of the bowl writing something on the ground.

Delicious wind goose though you can't see what it is at all. But he was keenly aware that the ground beneath him seemed to tremble slightly.

Soon, the ground in front of the old man suddenly squirmed.

Like a living creature, it was restored to its original form.

There were no scratches, frost marks, or scorch marks left.

That's just a few lines of text......

…… Other words.

If the old man wanted to, he could have used his knowledge to escape.

Aside from that, there are some rituals that are completely impossible to teach in this situation...... Just this brief ritual of ordering the earth to erase traces, the old man has never handed over the delicious wind goose.

He must have more power hidden.

Delicious Wind Goose couldn't help but ask, "Since you have the strength...... Why not run away? ”

"Why run away?"

The old man asked rhetorically.

The delicious wind goose was stunned.

He didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Seeing this, the old man laughed out loud.

It wasn't the sneer before, but the kind and gentle chuckle like the old man downstairs: "You're a good boy...... It's just stupid.

"You will learn whatever I teach you, aren't you afraid that the knowledge I give you is poisonous?"

“…… Can knowledge still be toxic? ”

"That's nature."

The old man replied calmly, "There is some knowledge that is written on a stone tablet alone, and its power is enough to destroy a city; The secret biography I have written on the earth can even control the earth. Why do you think ...... Your brain will be harder than a rock; Is your body thicker than the earth?

"Forget it, I won't scare you. Indeed, there is nothing poisonous in the knowledge I have given you. ”

The old man said, raising his head slightly.

The light was shining on his chin, but it was hitting his thin Adam's apple. As he spoke, the sharp Adam's apple slid up and down: "My life has come to an end.

"Some great ceremonies always consume life, and life is the best fuel."

The old man calmly replied, "You will have such a day." ”

Delicious Wind Goose couldn't help but ask, "Who are you...... What did you go to prison for? ”

"What's the matter?"

The old man sneered nonchalantly and replied in a low voice, "Everything." ”

He clearly did not intend to go on with that question.

Silence temporarily enveloped the small, dimly lit dungeon.

In the end, it was none of the Delicious Wind Goose or the Old Man who broke the silence.

At this moment, the sound of a huge black iron key turning.

From the outside to the inside, the three tiers of doors are opened by different keys.

Klaus Cass carried a bunch of keys in his right hand and his silver scabbard sword pinned to his waist.

"Have you figured it out?"

He stopped at the door and looked at the delicious wind goose, and the first thing he said was to ask, "Did you enjoy the three days and two nights in the same room with the dead?" ”

…… Dead person?

The delicious wind goose was stunned for a moment.

He suddenly looked up at the cell across from him—

I saw sitting against the wall an old man's corpse that had begun to decompose. Next to the broken bowl, five apples with varying degrees of decay are set up in a small pyramid shape and placed in the corner of the wall.

The glow of the setting sun sprinkled on him.

…… So, what did you see and hear before?