hunter rule

"There is indeed a hidden area."

Zhao Guangli looked at the metal cover in front of him. It was hidden in the corner of the first floor and almost no one paid attention to it on weekdays.

Surprisingly, this metal cover was not locked and even showed signs of being flipped over recently.

There were obvious footprints in the surrounding dust, which reminded Zhao Guangli of information about his ancestral home.

There have been hyena gang pickpockets and even quasi-professionals who have entered the house, but died inexplicably.

It seems that the danger is not above the ground, but somewhere below the ground.

Zhao Guangli hesitated for a few seconds, then pushed open the metal cover.

This cover has a certain weight. Even at this moment, Zhao Guangli found it difficult to push it open with one hand.

The deep and terrifying underground corridor appeared in front of Zhao Guangli. Zhao Guangli raised the kerosene lamp and held his breath. He could only feel an inexplicable wind blowing from the underground.

Under the illumination of the kerosene lamp, the stairs leading to the underground looked strangely deep.

There were some blood stains at both ends of the road. They didn't look recent, but on the contrary, they were still fresh. This only proved one thing, that is, the basement of the Zhao family's ancestral house was probably not safe.

There really is something that threatens human life.

There are mottled marks on both sides of the corridor wall, which may have been a bit old. There are areas for hanging kerosene lamps on both sides, but at the moment, there is nothing on the hooks.

In the darkness in the distance, the sound of water droplets could occasionally be heard, spreading in this dark environment.

In the entire corridor, the only sound left was Zhao Guangli's footsteps.

He pushed up his deerstalker hat and raised the kerosene lamp above his head. In the darkness not far away, a huge and empty area suddenly opened up.

Zhao Guangli looked at the scenery in front of him and was inexplicably shocked.

This area is very long.

It's like a real underground world.

On the walls on both sides were carved murals that were not very delicate. Under the illumination of a kerosene lamp, Zhao Guangli observed these things carefully.

Humans wearing some kind of special armor, holding weapons like crossbows, and something like chains extending from their bodies, were fighting against the terrifying monsters.

Is this mural about a hunter?

The person who painted these murals is probably not a muralist in the true sense. These murals look a little rough, but they can only easily understand their meaning.

The ground was now paved with countless huge stone slabs, extending all the way to the bottomless front.

Zhao Guangli never imagined that there would be such a place underground under the ancestral home.

And these huge stone slabs, without exception, were marked with various characters that Zhao Guangli could not understand at all, as well as a monster pattern similar to a cartoon.

Zhao Guangli squatted down and touched the stone slabs on the ground. He clearly realized that these were not ordinary stone slabs.

It was exactly the same as the stone slab I saw at Luoye Manor that day, except that the size was smaller.

This is the Monster Slate.

Zhao Guangli was determined.

On the first stone slab, a witch is looking ferociously ahead. She is wearing a shabby black cloak. The cunning and cruelty in her eyes are clearly revealed with just a few strokes.

Swamp witch.

An old acquaintance.

Zhao Guangli rolled the gear buckle of the kerosene lamp to the maximum, and the yellow flame illuminated the road ahead.

The second stone slab still had an unknown monster on it. Zhao Guangli didn't know what kind of monster it was. He just noticed that the road paved with monster stone slabs on the ground extended into the distance.

On both sides of the road, between the murals, a line of crooked handwriting caught Zhao Guangli's eyes.

"Those who are cursed naturally have no fear of curses."

Zhao Guangli didn't know what this meant, so he carefully stepped on the monster stone slabs on the ground.

For a moment, a hot breath appeared, but disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Zhao Guangli was stunned for a moment, observing the surrounding situation carefully.

Nothing happened.

But Zhao Guangli clearly sensed what must have happened just now.

Very strange.

Zhao Guangli's expression remained normal and he continued to walk forward.

There are about a dozen monster stone slabs on the ground, and they are put together in sequence, making this path far enough.

Blood stains appeared on the surfaces of several monster stone slabs, but Zhao Guangli did not notice anything abnormal or dangerous at all.

"Tsk."

Zhao Guangli waved his hand: "Isn't it a little too relaxed?"

From the time I came in until now, apart from some frights, I have encountered almost no danger.

This is somewhat unreasonable.

At least that's what Zhao Guangli thinks.

The end of the monster stone road gradually appeared in front of Zhao Guangli.

It was a not too big stone platform, standing in front of the stone gate in the distance.

Passing the stone road, Zhao Guangli's eyes fell on the stone platform.

That's a black notebook.

Old and simple, it seems to be integrated with the darkness.

Just looking at it from a distance, it has a sense of dust and history.

It felt like... to Zhao Guangli.

It seems to be the previous biographical novel called "The Golden Family".

Because of the uniqueness of its content, the book has not been released for the time being and is still with Gu Xintong.

But now, the black notebook in front of him gave Zhao Guangli the same feeling.

It's like history is accumulating. Just watching from a distance gives me this feeling.

"This is……"

Zhao Guangli approached the stone platform. The cracks on it had also aged, giving it an ancient flavor.

""Family Notes"."

Zhao Guangli softly read the four characters on the notebook, and a strange aura hovered around Zhao Guangli.

A mysterious force was sensed by Zhao Guangli. In this dark space, something seemed to be moving around him.

"Hunter, unlike the traditional profession dominated by spiritual energy and fighting spirit, is a profession that uses curse as the root energy and obtains extraordinary abilities."

"Hunters are the hunters of the jungle, the messengers who snipe and kill monsters. They are the branch that made monsters fearful before the historical fault."

"Flexible and powerful sniping ability, keen insight, and precise control are the core attributes of a hunter."

"The descendants of the Zhao family would like to use this note to record extraordinary information, take the hunter profession as the leading role, continue to advance, and carry forward the family."

This is the message at the beginning, written with some kind of carbon pen. Some of the handwriting looks like it has been for a long time, but it is still clear and feels timeless.

However, Zhao Guangli really wanted to complain, carry it forward, and carry it forward.

Until now, only Zhao Guangli is left, which always feels a bit ironic.

At the end of the opening chapter, a crossbow arrow is printed at the end along with the family emblem in the shape of the shadow of the blade.

"This is the emblem of the Zhao family...it looks inexplicably vicious."

Zhao Guangli commented.

At this time, the content on the first page was not over yet, but more content was written in different handwriting.

"Curse can bring extraordinary power, but it can also bring unfortunate disasters."

"If you abuse the power of the curse, you will suffer the backlash of the curse."