I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler

The police carried the man away, and Shia put the book on the table.

Lu Jian felt that the cover looked familiar. It was a man in a suit working at his desk, but beside him, all kinds of ugly and abstract monsters surrounded him. The whole picture showed a strong sense of incongruity, which seemed extremely crazy .

The title of the book can be seen through the translation of the quiet place, it is called "Shadow of Horror". Looking back at the picture on the cover, you will find that these monsters all came out of the shadow of that person.

Lu Jian subconsciously looked at his own shadow, and there was nothing but darkness inside.

"This is the book from the ancient capital."

Drizzt picked up the book.

"All the bookstores in the waste capital sell them, and there are even manuscripts in many places. Whether it is people from the upper class or the helpers in the store, as long as they are literate, they will like the story of this author, even if they are illiterate. It doesn't matter, the storyteller outside the teahouse is also telling his story."

He pointed to the storyteller standing at the door of the unaffected teahouse on the opposite side, wearing a long gown and mandarin jacket, holding a folding fan and wearing sunglasses.

Gathered in front of him were some porters, workers, and children, who were listening to the storyteller's narration with great interest.

"Ancient capital?"

Shia was obviously hearing this name for the first time.

"This is a writer, I've heard of it before."

Lu Jian had heard of the name of the ancient capital during his previous mission to the abandoned capital, and knew that he was a writer who liked to write horror novels and romantic stories, and he seemed to often hang out with married women.

Could it be that he is the writer he is looking for this time?

"Yes, actually... the ancient capital is missing."

Drizzt's expression looked a bit bitter.

"Actually, my former colleague received an entrustment to find traces of the ancient capital, but at that time I thought it was just someone's husband found out that he was wearing a cuckold and wanted to seek revenge from the ancient capital, but today, I received an entrustment from the publishing house, He was looking for the ancient capital, he disappeared two weeks ago, and there has been no news of him so far."

After leaving the teahouse, Drizzt led the way, and the three walked to a corner of the street.

Lu Yi listened to Drizzt's words,

While observing the surroundings.

This place is just like what he saw at that time. You can see the signboards of various shops. Most of the people walking on the road are dressed in old, tattered and disheveled clothes, while the people in rickshaws are wearing suits and leather shoes, cheongsams and long skirts, which are completely different. two societies.

The main road in the center is flat, but the alleys are full of stench. In some areas, the cries of vendors are loud and noisy, like a vegetable market. In some areas, there are only antiques, jades, bookstores and the like. Higher shops, quiet and depressing.

The three of them soon came to a small two-story building. The first floor was a small teahouse, and there were more ordinary civilians sitting in it. Walking up the stairs to the second floor, Lu Juan saw the sign saying "Detective Drizzt" Office" signboard.

Pushing open the door, Lu Yi first heard a lazy meow.

The fat orange cat didn't feel vigilant when it saw strangers, it only glanced at Lu Jian and Shia, and fell asleep again without moving its tail.

"This is the landlord's cat. For some reason, he likes to sleep with me."

Drizzt took off his coat and hat, and put the pipe on the shelf on the table.

His desk is messy, filled with various formats of documents, files, and scattered photos. There are bookshelves on the wall next to the desk, and there are also piles of files on it.

There is an old sofa in the living room on the second floor. The orange cat sleeps in the center of the sofa. There are some leftover food on the coffee table, a half-drunk wine bottle, and more gadgets of unknown purpose.

There were no beds on this floor, just an unmade quilt next to the sofa, on which Drizzt seemed to be sleeping.

"Okay, now we can sort out the task information."

Drizzt picked up a bottle of wine on the coffee table, and looked at the two of them questioningly. Both Lu Jian and Xi Ya shook their heads, and he poured the wine into the cloudy glass and drank it down.

"Gudu is a writer. He became famous about seventeen years ago. He is good at writing horror stories, which are scary. The horror stories he wrote are very popular among the upper class, so the books of the publishing house are very popular. I wrote several books and made a lot of money."

Drizzt put down his glass, came to his desk, randomly pulled out two files, and handed them to Lu Yi and Shia.

"Some ladies, you know, are either widows whose husbands died early and inherited a large amount of inheritance, or husbands who have been in the romantic field all year round and have taken care of several mistresses outside. Of course, there are also some who simply don't like themselves. Husband, married purely for family reasons."

"These ladies are obsessed with Gudu's novels, so they naturally became interested in this writer. They sometimes hold some poetry salons and invite literati to participate. Gudu is one of them. After the salon is over, the others leave. They will spend the night at their home."

He smiled and poured another half a glass of wine. This time he didn't drink directly, but sat on the sofa and stroked the sleeping orange cat beside him.

"Over time, the reputation of the ancient capital has become strange. Sometimes, some of his female readers are willing to exchange their bodies for a night with him. He is very energetic, and sometimes he can go to three houses in one night.”

"Three?"

Shia tilted her head in confusion.

"Ahem, in short, because his works are quite popular, the rich people in the ruined capital can't openly harm him, but some curious masters even specially invite the ancient capital to his home to create with his wife, but, His behavior will always cause some dissatisfaction, and the publishing house feels that it is possible that some master took action against the ancient capital because he was wearing a hat, killing him or hiding him."

Seeing that Shia didn't seem to understand, Drizzt changed the subject again.

"I think our mission this time is to find the ancient capital."

"Since it's a mission, then the ancient capital should not be dead, maybe it was just kidnapped, um, wait a minute, what happened to that person just now, is there anything special about that novel?"

Naturally, Lu Jian had never read the books of the ancient capital, so he asked a question.

"The book itself is an ordinary book, nothing special, it's just this novel..."

Drizzt took out a book from his bookshelf, it was "Shadow of Terror", and it was brand new, like a new book that had just been bought and hadn't been read yet.

"I'm not interested in these novels and haven't read them before, but for the sake of investigation, I found a copy from the publishing house. I read another one last night. I can only say that there is a certain reason for the ancient capital to become famous. Since that man Saying that this book is the reason he attacked us, maybe you can see what is written in it."

Drizzt opened the novel.