"Can I meet your daughter?" Lu Wu felt very strange after listening to the old man's words.
For ordinary people, staying up late will indeed weaken the body and may cause various diseases, but Lu Wu, who has been unconscious all this time, is very curious.
I, Nirvana Fire, have very strong healing ability. Although it is not as good as healing magic, you can take a look at it.
"The noodles will be served soon." The old man's expression changed upon hearing this, and he shook his head in refusal.
Looking at his appearance, he seemed to have remembered something terrible.
Lu Wu There is no force. After all, the smell of medicine on this old man's body has become very weak in this restaurant, but he can definitely smell it.
There will be a very light medicinal smell in the kitchen.
That's the smell of herbs.
Perception turned on, Lu Wu wanted to know the structure of this restaurant, and easily discovered that there was a huge basement below.
There is a smell in the basement, and Lu Wu is very interested in it.
The old man had already walked into the kitchen, and the guests around him were full of praise for his pasta and risotto. Lu Wu disappeared in place.
There was a strong herbal smell in the basement, and Lu Wu looked around carefully.
Various medicinal materials were placed, including medicinal grinding tools, earthen pots for brewing medicine, and a huge iron block.
This iron block seems to have been specially crafted by a mage. It is a rectangular shape, ten meters long, more than five meters wide, and fully one meter thick.
The most important thing is that there are seven or eight chains on the huge iron bed, locking a young girl in the center.
She has a very strong herbal smell, exactly the same as the old man's.
The young woman seemed to be in her mid-twenties, with a slender figure and a straight face, but her face was frighteningly white.
His closed eyes seemed to have fallen asleep, his breathing was very weak, but he was not dead yet.
"Ah!"
Bang!
An old foreign woman appeared and screamed.
She was holding a bottle in her hand, which was filled with herbal concoction. She was startled by the appearance of Lu Wu. The medicine jar fell to the ground, and the concoction was scattered on the cold floor.
The woman was similar in age to the old man before her, and she looked at Lu Wu with fear in her eyes.
"I mean no harm, don't worry, I am the mage invited by the old man." Lu Wu said.
"Old man?" The old woman looked at Lu Wu, a little confused, and pressed the communicator in her hand.
Lu Wu didn't stop it. It seemed that pressing the communicator sent a message.
Sure enough, the old man rushed here soon with a kitchen knife in hand, and was stunned when he saw it was Lu Wu.
I didn't find anyone upstairs just now, but he ended up here.
"You, are you a mage?" The old man looked at Lu Wu and asked, but he didn't mean to put down the kitchen knife in his hand.
He is actually less than sixty, but his hair is already full of white.
"It seems that you know very well that your daughter did not stay up late." Lu Wu looked at the old man and said, "It seems that a mage agreed to lock your daughter here."
"Please don't tell anyone. Master Buyuan said that as long as my daughter does no harm to anyone, she can always be here. Master Buyuan belongs to the Magic Association. Please don't tell anything about this place. Please," the old man begged.
He knew very well that in the eyes of mages, ordinary people could not defeat them.
"Don't worry, old man, I'm just curious." Lu Wu said, "It's just that her blood sacrifice ceremony has already been carried out. If she is trapped like this, I guess..."
The person on the iron bed has been subjected to the Vampire sacrificial ceremony. After the ceremony was suspended, it is simply a miracle that he is still alive.
"I, I know." The old man was full of heartache and intolerance when he heard this, "But we can't let Huihui suck people's blood or harm people."
The old man's voice was full of sorrow and determination, which made Lu Wu's heart tremble a little.
"Can you tell me what's going on?" Lu Wu asked.
"Alas..."
The old man's surname was Wang, and the old foreign woman was his wife. They lived in China for fifteen years before their youngest daughter was born, and then came to Venice.
I went to Belluno Dolomites some time ago. After I came back, I had a high fever and then fell into a coma. Later I grew fangs and was discovered by a Magic Association mage named Buyuan, who then built this bed.
"Did the old man prepare these herbs himself?" Lu Wu asked.
"The secret recipe handed down from our ancestors has been improved many times, but it can only barely maintain the aura of Huihui." Old Wang said with some frustration.
Lu Wu was a little shocked when he heard this. After all, an ordinary person's herbal medicine can sustain such a life. If it were sold, the world would go crazy.
After all, Healing Mage, many ordinary people will not be able to hire one in their lifetime.
This old man's prescription will probably cause a sensation in the magic world.
After a brief inspection of Wang Huihui's body, she is indeed very weak now. Her body functions have been consumed too much, and she probably won't be able to last long.
Lu Wu did not hide anything and told the two old people about the situation.
Their little daughter could not live more than three months.
"Oh, we have known about this for a long time." The old man sighed, "If Huihui hadn't said she didn't want to leave before she fell into coma, how could we bear her to endure such pain?"
"Old man, how about letting Huihui complete the ceremony? We believe Huihui will not harm anyone." The old woman spoke fluent Chinese.
She has lived in China for a long time and her Mandarin is very standard.
However, one can still tell at a glance that the face is that of an old white woman. She seems to know the rituals of vampires very well, and she really can't bear the death of her daughter.
"Shut up!!" the old man growled, "Do you want your daughter to turn into a monster that sucks human blood and then become a plaything?"
The old woman was stunned for a moment, with only loneliness and sorrow in her eyes.
"Arch mage, please leave quickly." The old man said to Lu Wu, "My daughter, let her leave this world peacefully."
"Can I meet the mage named Buyuan?" Lu Wu asked.
There is a faint curse on this girl, and this curse is all too familiar to me.
The curse in his soul now, the curse that Asha'ruiya said came from Dark Plane and a certain Dark King, has very faint traces on this unconscious girl.
"I'm already here." Buyuan seemed to have been notified a long time ago and appeared in this basement where no one else could find it.
Buyuan is a middle-aged man, about forty years old. He seems to be eating well and has gained serious weight.
"Can you speak Mandarin?" Lu Wu looked at Buyuan, a standard Italian, wearing Magic Association's mage robe.
"Huihui doesn't need your attention." Buyuan is very rude.
"Why? Because you put the curse on her?" Lu Wu asked.
"What?" The old man was stunned, "Young man, what are you talking about? Huihui was targeted by the evil mountain god. If Buyuan hadn't saved her, she would have died!!"
"Yeah, how could I put a curse on Huihui?"
Buyuan looked at the young Chinese man in front of him, with a flash of shock in his eyes.