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Chapter 19 Old Neil Meets Star Again (Page 1/2)

After a flurry of activity, Klein, who was being divined, suggested to the diviner Mr. Glacis: "Your eyebrows are dark, probably because your lungs are not in good condition. I suggest you go see a doctor."

　　Glacis did not believe Klein, and after Klein left, he divined his condition.

　　Well, I am in good condition. It is really alarmist.

　　...

　　Klein returned to the security company and found that Roshan at the front desk had been replaced by Leonard.

　　Tsk, what's going on? The little lady has become a big man.

　　Leonard stared at Klein with passionate eyes, and his anus tightened when he saw him, and he got goose bumps all over his body.

　　"Good afternoon, where is Roshan?" Klein took off his hat with one hand to greet him, and quietly covered the leather drum with the other hand, and asked casually.

　　"She is on duty at the armory tonight."

　　The armory is not the Chanis Gate, and does not need to be guarded by Beyonders.

　　Without waiting for Klein to ask again, Leonard seemed to be thinking about something and said, "Klein, I have always been confused about something."

　　"What is it?" Klein looked confused.

　　Leonard stood up and smiled in a soothing tone, "Why did Welch and Naya commit suicide on the spot, but you returned home?"

　　"It should be that unknown existence that wanted me to take the Antigonus family's notes away and hide them." Klein said the generally accepted speculation.

　　Leonard paced a few steps, suddenly turned around and leaned in front of Klein, looking directly into Klein's eyes: "If you were asked to commit suicide in order to silence and erase the clues, then why not just let you destroy the notes on the spot?"

　　Klein shrank his neck when he met Leonard's passionate eyes.

　　So cute, keep it away.

　　"This Klein has a big problem." Leonard thought so.

　　"This Leonard, can't he really be Nantong?" Klein thought so.

　　After a few words, Klein pointed in the direction of the armory: "I'm going to get the bullets."

　　I want to stay away from this Nantong!

　　"May the goddess bless you." Leonard smiled and drew a crimson moon on his chest.

　　Looking at Klein who was fleeing in panic, Leonard muttered to himself: "Old man, he is indeed problematic."

　　An old laugh came to Leonard's ears: "Hehe, he thought you were from Nantong."

　　"What? I...ah?"

　　"You screamed so wantonly, what? Did he guess it?"

　　"Humph, old man, I didn't expect you to find out about this. It seems that I can't keep you."

　　"Hehe."

　　...

　　There is a "black market" in the Dragon Bar, where wild Beyonders usually trade.

　　This is a room about the size of a lecture hall. Some people set up stalls with bottles and jars piled on them, and some people walk among the former, examining, communicating, or comparing prices.

　　This black market may not be as mysterious and gloomy as most people imagine. But in fact, this is normal. After all, you can't expect wild Beyonders to book a street to buy and sell contraband.

　　"Are you sure this is spring water from the Golden Spring on Sonia Island?" Old Neil looked at the glass bottle in his hand. Inside was a bottle of light golden water. About 100 ml.

　　"Of course, we brought it back from the sea with great difficulty. Hey, old man, you are not going to default on your debt, are you?" Opposite him was a middle-aged man with dark and rough skin wearing a sailor suit.

　　The middle-aged man crossed his arms and looked at Old Neil fiercely.

　　Old Neil carefully raised the glass bottle in his hand and said, "No, but I need to take it for identification."

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"Okay. But I have to follow you." The middle-aged man took another step forward.

　　"Of course." Old Neil did not refuse and took the middle-aged man to a stall in the corner. The stall owner was also an elderly man. He wore a well-dressed leather jacket, but the lining was a shirt with many patches.

　　He did not sit on the ground, but brought a set of tables and chairs and sat on the chairs to read.

　　Old Neil knocked on the table and put down five pounds: "Hey, Valente, here's business."

　　Old Valente put down the book and looked at Old Neil carefully for a long time. It was as if he suddenly realized something, pointing at Old Neil and smiling: "Neil, how long have you not come to see me?"

　　Old Neil said: "I just came last week, and you forgot it now?"

　　Old Valente frowned and knocked his head with his knuckles: "Forget it, it's not important. Tell me, what do you want to identify?"

　　"This, to see if it is the Elf Spring produced from the Golden Spring of Sonia Island." Old Neil put the glass on the table with one hand and supported the shaky table with the other hand.

　　Old Valente leaned in to take a closer look, with white light in his eyes.

　　After a moment, he turned off his extraordinary ability: "The identification result is: accurate. This is the Elf Spring you want."

　　Old Neil let out a long breath, turned around and slapped a paper bag in the middle-aged man's hand: "There are 200 pounds in it, you can go."

　　The middle-aged man took the paper bag, counted the denominations, turned around and left without saying anything.

　　Old Neil greeted Old Valente and was about to leave, but Old Valente suddenly stopped him: "Hey, Old Neil? How long have you not come to see me?"

　　Old Neil looked at Old Valente in a daze, then smiled and said: "Hey, I just came to see you last week, and you forgot it again?"

　　"Oh, a week," Old Valente nodded, "It's normal that I can't remember it. What do you want to identify?"

　　Something flashed in Old Neil's eyes. A Beyonder of the General Path began to forget, which meant something self-evident.

　　"No," Old Neil patted Old Valente's shoulder and said with a smile, "It's time to meet an old friend and chat."

　　"What to talk about? What's there to talk about?" Old Valente waved his hand.

　　"Just tell me about your adventures with your comrades in the Mechanical Heart."

　　"Hey, I should have told you that."

　　"I don't remember."

　　"Oh, then I have to tell you about it..."

　　...

　　Leaving the Dragon Bar, Old Neil was thinking about what materials were missing.

　　"I have phlogiston, I have hematite, gold... this is easy to buy and can be bought last, then star crystal... this is still missing." He whispered the formula in his memory.

　　Old Neil's spirituality was suddenly touched. He looked up and saw someone waving and greeting him.

　　It was the girl who carried him up the stairs last time.

　　He was not angry about what happened last time, and greeted Xing with a smile: "It's you, Ms. Sambo, long time no see."

　　After a pause, he said in a joking tone: "You don't need to carry me up the stairs this time."

　　Xing nodded. If the other party didn't want to, she wouldn't force it.

　　Suddenly, Xing blinked and tilted his head.

　　"What's wrong?" Old Neil asked, his tone full of confusion.

　　Xing shook his head to indicate that he was fine.

　　Old Neil was puzzled: "Why don't you speak?"

　　"Because I'm a gray-haired little mute." Xing was very serious.

　　With a serious face.

　　Old Neil opened his mouth and wanted to say something. After a while, he said: "Okay."

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It may be that they are on the way, or it may be that Xing does not have a clear destination at all. Xing and Old Neil decided to walk together.

　　This trip can be said to be an eye-opener for Old Neil. It was the first time for him to see such a lively girl. In front of her, Luo Shan was simply a good girl.

　　Along the way, Xing would occasionally look through the trash cans, and would suddenly talk to the street lights while walking.

　　After a period of adaptation, Old Neil gradually understood Xing's brain circuits.

　　As long as there is light hitting something and generating reflections, then in Xing's view, there are "interactive options". Even sometimes when there is no light, Xing will also determine that something is "interactive".

　　Old Neil does not know what "interactive options" are, but he can roughly understand that it probably means "communication" and "interaction", right?

　　Although Old Neil does not quite understand why Xing can even interact with the stones on the roadside for a long time, it does not prevent him from feeling that it is very pleasant to be with Xing.

　　As expected, when people get old, they will like to be with energetic young people. This will make them feel younger, and feel that the blood flowing in their veins is still blood instead of old mud.

　　Old Neil suddenly became very curious, curious about what the world is like in the eyes of this child.

　　Secret peepers are always interested in new things.

　　He called Xing and asked her why she liked trash cans.

　　Xing seemed very excited, like a child who wanted to introduce a friend to an elder.

　　She pulled Old Neil to the side of the road, picked and chose from the trash cans, and chose one that Xing thought was the most suitable for Old Neil to observe in person.

　　"Newbies who are just getting started can start with this relatively clean trash can." Xing taught very seriously.

　　It can be seen that she really wants to teach Old Neil how to enjoy trash cans.

　　This is a very ordinary trash can, so ordinary that it can be seen everywhere on the roadside. It is ordinary and has no characteristics. There is not even any garbage in it, because it is too common, so common that it is everywhere on the street, and even garbage cannot be classified as it.

　　"What do you see?" Xing asked.

　　Old Neil thought seriously for a while: "I see that there is a lot of rust on this trash can. It must have been used for a long time."

　　"It is an old man." Xing affirmed what Old Neil said, her eyes full of encouragement, encouraging him to continue.

　　"And it is very clean? I mean, compared to other trash cans, there is no trash inside it." Old Neil tried to understand with Xing's thinking, "This should be its advantage? Right?"

　　"No!" Xing immediately retorted, "A trash can without trash is like a person without money."

　　"Well...so it is an old and poor trash can..." Old Neil said.

　　It has no characteristics, just like himself, who has only reached Sequence Nine at an old age. For a moment, he suddenly felt that this trash can was a bit suitable for him.

　　He tentatively stretched out his hand and felt it was cold.

　　He found that not only was it clean inside, but its appearance was also clean. Like a well-dressed gentleman.

　　This is a worthless thing, but its worthless appearance is so beautiful. It is like a gentleman wearing patched but well-dressed clothes telling him: There is no natural trash in this world, and you must always believe in yourself.

　　Perhaps it has a dream, which is to make the city free of trash. This is a difficult and almost impossible dream.

　　"So, he also has his own value... Does he also have something he wants to accomplish?"

　　He felt the dignity of this trash can. It was hard to imagine why the trash can had dignity. But its dignity was really heavy.

　　His life was full of troubles and happiness. His fate was never fair.

　　But hope is priceless.

　　He understood a little, understood the trash can, and understood the stars.

　　Chapter 20 A Mission about Trash Cans (Page 2/2)

He touched the trash can and felt its appearance. He found that the trash can seemed to have changed. It was no longer rusty and became much smoother.

　　It was no longer cold and rough to the touch. It became warm, smooth and delicate.

　　"You have become younger, too. Is it because of your inner perseverance?" Old Neil asked the trash can in a low voice. "Even if your ideal is impossible to achieve, you won't give up, right?

　　The trash can did not answer Old Neil. There was no need to answer such an unquestionable question.

　　Reflecting the sunlight, the sun was about to set, but it still stood. It would not give up until its ideal was fulfilled.

　　Old Neil stood up, took off his hat and saluted slightly. To show his respect.

　　"Once a person sets foot on this road, there is no turning back. "Xing sighed behind Old Neil.

　　Old Neil took two steps back and looked around again. He found that the world seemed different. He had never felt that the world was so interesting. There were lights flashing on various objects on the roadside, and they communicated with each other in a language that humans could not understand. It might take him a little more time to get involved.

　　"Thank you." Old Neil felt happy from the bottom of his heart. He strengthened his beliefs and gained a like-minded friend.

　　He turned to look at Xing again: "Thank you too."

　　Xing looked at Old Neil with a smile: "Would you like to hear me tell a story?"

　　"Of course."

　　Xing took out a harp from somewhere, and like a bard, he played and narrated: "The story I want to tell began in ancient times, when the gods still walked the earth. The King of Garbage fell from the sky, and he is curious about everything in the world..."

　　...

　　The next morning, after supervising Melissa to get on the public carriage, Klein and Benson parted at the street corner and arrived at their respective companies.

　　He had to watch Melissa hand over enough money with his own eyes, otherwise he felt that Melissa would pay less and get off the bus halfway.

　　But if enough money was paid, even Melissa would be embarrassed to ask the ticket seller for it back.

　　As soon as Klein stepped through the door, he saw Old Neil and Rosanne chatting at the reception desk. The former was still wearing a classic black robe, not caring about other people's eyes at all, while the latter changed into a light yellow long skirt.

　　For some reason, he always felt that Old Neil seemed to be different today. He felt that he was more confident and younger.

　　He heard Old Neil telling Rosanne a story: "The trash can is seeking its own answers, but cannot understand the complexity of the world. The singer of the bucket plays the strings, and the trash harp answers it one by one..."

　　"Good morning, Mr. Neil, Miss Rosanne. "Klein took off his hat and saluted.

　　Old Neil glanced at Klein: "Good morning, did you hear any sounds you shouldn't have heard last night?"

　　"No, I slept well." Klein was also quite surprised by this. He remembered that Old Neil said that he should hear it often.

　　He could only attribute it to his lack of inspiration.

　　"Haha, don't worry, it's not that easy to hear." Old Neil pointed to the partition and said, "Go to the armory and continue our mysticism course this morning.

　　Old Neil almost forgot that he often heard things he shouldn't have heard, just because he prayed to the secret sage. Klein didn't. Klein

　　nodded, followed Old Neil down the stairs, entered the underground, came to the armory, and replaced Brett who was on duty last night.

　　"What do you need to learn today?" Klein asked curiously.

　　Old Neil hummed for a long time and said, "Some complex, basic knowledge, but before that, I will teach you an interesting trick."

　　He pointed to the silver chain wrapped around his wrist, and a small silver trash can ornament hung on the top of the chain.Chapter 21 We praise the birth of the Illusionary Dog. (Page 1/2)

"Oh, a very unique pendant." Klein commented.

　　"Thank you, this is my new friend." Old Neil replied with a chuckle.

　　"Ah? Uh... Old Neil, your friend seems a little... um, special." Klein's tone became a little strange. Could Old Neil be suffering from Alzheimer's disease?

　　Old Neil said in a warm voice: "Little Klein, don't let this worldly prejudice blind your eyes."

　　"You know, little Klein, I have a dream. I dream that on the land of the Kingdom of Loen, the son of the trash can can sit at the same table with the son of the human being, as close as brothers."

　　After saying that, Old Neil began to tell Klein about the "Pendulum Method", which is a kind of divination.

　　...

　　In a private chemical laboratory with complete instruments and items, Ceres squatted in the corner with a camera.

　　He also came to check in the famous scene this time. Although he now looks like a perverted voyeur, he really doesn't want to miss the birth of the great Illusionary Dog.

　　In the room, the tall, blonde Audrey stared at the cup in her hand, and saw countless bubbles coming out, making the atmosphere quiet.

　　Finally, the liquid in the cup precipitated into a silver-white potion.

　　"Haha, I really have a talent for mysticism. I succeeded in one try! I was worried about failure before, so I prepared two sets of materials!" The girl said to herself happily.

　　[Master, I did it! Master, I did it! Master, I made the elixir! ]

　　She put away the various remaining materials from the family treasury and those exchanged with others, took a deep breath, and prepared to close her eyes and drink the "audience" potion.

　　At this moment, a "woof woof woof" sound came from outside the laboratory, and Audrey frowned. She put the cup with the silver-white liquid gently rippling into a dark corner, turned around, and walked to the door.

　　"Susie, who's here?" Audrey turned the handle and asked the big golden retriever sitting at the door.

　　[Bold! How dare a mere drug testing maid question our great fantasy dog! ]

　　At this time, the fantasy dog was still weak, and could only choose to "endure" in the face of the "stubborn" drug testing maid. The golden retriever Susie wagged her tail with a flattering look. The personal maid Anne appeared in the nearby corridor.

　　Audrey walked out of the laboratory, closed the door with her backhand, looked at Anne and said: "Didn't I say? Don't disturb me when I'm doing chemical experiments."

　　Anne replied distressedly: "But here is an invitation from the Duchess, from Lady Della."

　　[So that's how it is. The great fantasy dog had already laid a needle just to lure the tiger away from the mountain. As expected of Lady Susie, she actually started to play the role of a writer so early. So scary! ]

　　"The wife of the Duke of Negan?" Audrey walked forward a few steps and approached Anne.

　　"Yes, she invited the court baker, Ms. Weiwei, to invite the lady and you to taste afternoon tea." Anne said the content of the invitation.

　　Audrey puffed her cheeks slightly and said, "Tell my mother that I feel dizzy. Maybe it's because the sun is too strong and I'm a little dehydrated. Ask her to apologize to Madam Della for me."

　　As she spoke, she acted weak. During the etiquette class, her teacher taught her how to faint gracefully.

　　[She can dehydrate herself on her own! Didn't expect the Trisolarans to have infiltrated the Earth so deeply? ]

　　"Miss, this is not just afternoon tea, but also a literary salon." Anne added.

　　"But this can't cure my dizziness. I need to rest." Audrey refused firmly.

　　At the same time, she silently muttered in her heart: If you insist, then I will faint for you to see. The etiquette teacher said that I did this action very perfectly... I seem to hear something?

　　[I didn't expect it, this is the promotion route of Lady Susie! ]

　　"Okay." Anne exhaled, "Do you need me to help you back to your room?"

　　"No, I'll clean up the laboratory first." Audrey wanted to go back immediately and take the potion. But she still controlled her temper and watched Annie go away before turning back to the laboratory door.

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Suddenly, she found that Susie, the golden retriever who was supposed to stay outside, was missing, and the door of the laboratory was half open.

　　[I was reborn, the day before Audrey took the potion. This time, I must take back everything that belongs to me with my own hands! ]

　　"Ah, I forgot that Susie can open the door with a handle... What's that sound? Not good!" Audrey heard a crisp sound coming from inside, and suddenly had an association, and rushed into the laboratory.

　　What she saw was the cup that broke on the ground, the last drop of silver-white liquid licked by Susie, the golden retriever, and Susie's crooked smile when she turned her head.

　　The three-year period has come, and the dog king is welcome to return.

　　Audrey was stunned at the door, like a statue. Susie, the golden retriever, immediately sat up, looked at her owner with innocent eyes, and wagged her tail.

　　Ceres recorded this scene with a camera.

　　We celebrate the birth of the fantasy dog.

　　After a while, Audrey completed the second preparation with fear and trepidation. Looking at the potion that was no different from the previous one, she was so moved that she almost shed tears.

　　In order to avoid any more trouble, Audrey poured the potion into her mouth and refined it in an instant.

　　...

　　Time passed in a flash, and at a banquet a few days later.

　　In the huge banquet hall, several chandeliers were erected with burning candles, which exuded a pleasant aroma, and the accumulated light was no less than that of gas lamps.

　　At the same time, Klein put a coin into the gas meter.

　　On the long tables were delicious foods such as pan-fried foie gras, grilled steak, roasted chicken, fried sole, Dessie oysters, stewed lamb, cream soup, etc. In addition, there were bottles of mist champagne, Ormier wine and Southwell red wine, which exuded an attractive color under the light.

　　Klein, who had just learned a ritual magic, was very happy and decided to have meat soup with white bread for dinner today.

　　Servants in red vests carried plates with crystal glasses and shuttled between gentlemen and ladies dressed elegantly or gorgeously.

　　Klein stretched himself and stood up from the sofa, walked to the kitchen, picked up the iron basin, and looked at what other ingredients were left.

　　Audrey Hall wore a light white dress with a stand-up collar, high waist, and leg-of-mutton sleeves. Her upper body was tightly bound, her waist was extremely thin, and the multi-layered cake cut was perfectly supported by the whale hoop.

　　Her long golden hair was elegantly tied up, and her earrings, necklace, and ring all sparkled brightly. On her feet were a pair of white dancing shoes inlaid with roses and diamonds.

　　Klein shook off his dusty windbreaker and hung it on the coat rack.

　　Audrey did not stand at the center of the banquet and become the focus of everyone as usual. Instead, she avoided the excitement and stood quietly in the shadow of the curtain of the French window.

　　Becoming the master behind the (pseudo) shadow curtain.

　　She took a sip of champagne and looked at the people in front of her with a detached attitude that did not belong here.

　　Her spirit suddenly sensed something, and she turned her head abruptly to look at the spacious balcony outside the French window, and at the dark corner of the spacious balcony.

　　In that shadow, a large golden retriever sat quietly, looking inside and looking at Audrey with a peaceful gaze. Half of its body was hidden in the darkness.

　　Audrey couldn't help but think of the poem written by Emperor Roselle: You are watching the scenery on the bridge, and the people watching the scenery are watching you upstairs.

　　Susie... Audrey's mouth twitched, and her expression collapsed instantly, and she could no longer maintain the state of "audience".

　　She retracted her gaze and walked towards the ladies who were chatting.

　　She was going to complete the commission of Mr. "Devil".

　　It's just Mr. Devil's task (Chapter 21 We celebrate the birth of the fantasy dog. (Page 2/2)

Suddenly, she found that Susie, the golden retriever who was supposed to stay outside, was missing, and the door of the laboratory was half open.

　　[I was reborn, the day before Audrey took the potion. This time, I must take back everything that belongs to me with my own hands! ]

　　"Ah, I forgot that Susie can open the door with a handle... What's that sound? Not good!" Audrey heard a crisp sound coming from inside, and suddenly had an association, and rushed into the laboratory.

　　What she saw was the cup that broke on the ground, the last drop of silver-white liquid licked by Susie, the golden retriever, and Susie's crooked smile when she turned her head.

　　The three-year period has come, and the dog king is welcome to return.

　　Audrey was stunned at the door, like a statue. Susie, the golden retriever, immediately sat up, looked at her owner with innocent eyes, and wagged her tail.

　　Ceres recorded this scene with a camera.

　　We celebrate the birth of the fantasy dog.

　　After a while, Audrey completed the second preparation with fear and trepidation. Looking at the potion that was no different from the previous one, she was so moved that she almost shed tears.

　　In order to avoid any more trouble, Audrey poured the potion into her mouth and refined it in an instant.

　　......

　　Time passed in a flash, and at a banquet a few days later.

　　In the huge banquet hall, several chandeliers were erected with burning candles, which exuded a pleasant aroma, and the accumulated light was no less than that of gas lamps.

　　At the same time, Klein put a coin into the gas meter.

　　On the long tables were delicious foods such as pan-fried foie gras, grilled steak, roasted chicken, fried sole, Dessie oysters, stewed lamb, cream soup, etc. In addition, there were bottles of mist champagne, Ormier wine and Southwell red wine, which exuded an attractive color under the light.

　　Klein, who had just learned a ritual magic, was very happy and decided to have meat soup with white bread for dinner today.

　　Servants in red vests carried plates with crystal glasses and shuttled between gentlemen and ladies dressed elegantly or gorgeously.

　　Klein stretched himself and stood up from the sofa, walked to the kitchen, picked up the iron basin, and looked at what other ingredients were left.

　　Audrey Hall wore a light white dress with a stand-up collar, high waist, and leg-of-mutton sleeves. Her upper body was tightly bound, her waist was extremely thin, and the multi-layered cake cut was perfectly supported by the whale hoop.

　　Her long golden hair was elegantly tied up, and her earrings, necklace, and ring all sparkled brightly. On her feet were a pair of white dancing shoes inlaid with roses and diamonds.

　　Klein shook off his dusty windbreaker and hung it on the coat rack.

　　Audrey did not stand at the center of the banquet and become the focus of everyone as usual. Instead, she avoided the excitement and stood quietly in the shadow of the curtain of the French window.

　　Becoming the master behind the (pseudo) shadow curtain.

　　She took a sip of champagne and looked at the people in front of her with a detached attitude that did not belong here.

　　Her spirit suddenly sensed something, and she turned her head abruptly to look at the spacious balcony outside the French window, and at the dark corner of the spacious balcony.

　　In that shadow, a large golden retriever sat quietly, looking inside and looking at Audrey with a peaceful gaze. Half of its body was hidden in the darkness.

　　Audrey couldn't help but think of the poem written by Emperor Roselle: You are watching the scenery on the bridge, and the people watching the scenery are watching you upstairs.

　　Susie... Audrey's mouth twitched, and her expression collapsed instantly, and she could no longer maintain the state of "audience".

　　She retracted her gaze and walked towards the ladies who were chatting.

　　She was going to complete the commission of Mr. "Devil".

　　It's just Mr. Devil's task (sad).

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Suddenly, she found that Susie, the golden retriever who was supposed to stay outside, was missing, and the door of the laboratory was half open.

　　[I was reborn, the day before Audrey took the potion. This time, I must take back everything that belongs to me with my own hands! ]

　　"Ah, I forgot that Susie can open the door with a handle... What's that sound? Not good!" Audrey heard a crisp sound coming from inside, and suddenly had an association, and rushed into the laboratory.

　　What she saw was the cup that broke on the ground, the last drop of silver-white liquid licked by Susie, the golden retriever, and Susie's crooked smile when she turned her head.

　　The three-year period has come, and the dog king is welcome to return.

　　Audrey was stunned at the door, like a statue. Susie, the golden retriever, immediately sat up, looked at her owner with innocent eyes, and wagged her tail.

　　Ceres recorded this scene with a camera.

　　We celebrate the birth of the fantasy dog.

　　After a while, Audrey completed the second preparation with fear and trepidation. Looking at the potion that was no different from the previous one, she was so moved that she almost shed tears.

　　In order to avoid any more trouble, Audrey poured the potion into her mouth and refined it in an instant.

　　......

　　Time passed in a flash, and at a banquet a few days later.

　　In the huge banquet hall, several chandeliers were erected with burning candles, which exuded a pleasant aroma, and the accumulated light was no less than that of gas lamps.

　　At the same time, Klein put a coin into the gas meter.

　　On the long tables were delicious foods such as pan-fried foie gras, grilled steak, roasted chicken, fried sole, Dessie oysters, stewed lamb, cream soup, etc. In addition, there were bottles of mist champagne, Ormier wine and Southwell red wine, which exuded an attractive color under the light.

　　Klein, who had just learned a ritual magic, was very happy and decided to have meat soup with white bread for dinner today.

　　Servants in red vests carried plates with crystal glasses and shuttled between gentlemen and ladies dressed elegantly or gorgeously.

　　Klein stretched himself and stood up from the sofa, walked to the kitchen, picked up the iron basin, and looked at what other ingredients were left.

　　Audrey Hall wore a light white dress with a stand-up collar, high waist, and leg-of-mutton sleeves. Her upper body was tightly bound, her waist was extremely thin, and the multi-layered cake cut was perfectly supported by the whale hoop.

　　Her long golden hair was elegantly tied up, and her earrings, necklace, and ring all sparkled brightly. On her feet were a pair of white dancing shoes inlaid with roses and diamonds.

　　Klein shook off his dusty windbreaker and hung it on the coat rack.

　　Audrey did not stand at the center of the banquet and become the focus of everyone as usual. Instead, she avoided the excitement and stood quietly in the shadow of the curtain of the French window.

　　Becoming the master behind the (pseudo) shadow curtain.

　　She took a sip of champagne and looked at the people in front of her with a detached attitude that did not belong here.

　　Her spirit suddenly sensed something, and she turned her head abruptly to look at the spacious balcony outside the French window, and at the dark corner of the spacious balcony.

　　In that shadow, a large golden retriever sat quietly, looking inside and looking at Audrey with a peaceful gaze. Half of its body was hidden in the darkness.

　　Audrey couldn't help but think of the poem written by Emperor Roselle: You are watching the scenery on the bridge, and the people watching the scenery are watching you upstairs.

　　Susie... Audrey's mouth twitched, and her expression collapsed instantly, and she could no longer maintain the state of "audience".

　　She retracted her gaze and walked towards the ladies who were chatting.

　　She was going to complete the commission of Mr. "Devil".

　　It's just Mr. Devil's task (sad).

　　PS: The author will quietly pin the good reviews to the top (sneaky)

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Free domestic movies, secretly filmed, black material, eating melonsChapter 22 Great Love Star Honored (Page 1/2)

Monday afternoon, 2:45

　　Klein opened his watch and checked the current time. While it was still early, Klein pondered for a while and confirmed his "email address" above the gray fog, so that people from the Tarot Club could contact him in the future.

　　"The God of Cowardice who does not belong to this era, the Lord of Poverty above the bathroom, the King of Reporting who controls sweet iced tea."

　　"Are you sure this is the honorific name of the Fool?" Xing couldn't believe it. "

　　Of course." Serres vowed.

　　Ding ding ding.

　　Gornes went up to the second floor and knocked on the railing to attract the attention of the two.

　　"What's wrong?" Serres looked at Gornes in confusion.

　　"You two should restrain yourself a little," Gornes covered his forehead, "Recently, there have been people complaining that you two always go to the trash cans, which annoys the neighbors around. Can you two play with the trash cans less? Huh?"

　　"Someone came to you to complain?" Xing couldn't believe what he heard. Someone actually didn't like the trash can.

　　"Yes, many people have come to me to give their feedback."

　　Hearing these words, Serres fell silent. He looked at the trash can doll in his hand, closed his eyes tightly, and a line of tears slid down from the corners of his eyes. With a heart full of reluctance:

　　"Since someone has already given feedback, we can no longer act on our own. In this case, let me be the bad guy."

　　As he said, Serres took out a cicada. Its head and abdomen were brown and yellow, and the surface had a tree ring-like texture, as if it had witnessed the years.

　　Spring and Autumn Cicada!

　　"I will go back to the past and never touch the trash can again. Spring and Autumn Cicada, accompany me through the long river of time again." Serres looked at the Spring and Autumn Cicada in his hand, gritted his teeth, and made up his mind.

　　Xing slammed the table and roared: "Stop! Serres, what on earth are you doing! Without the trash can, how can we be abstract?"

　　Suddenly, the Spring and Autumn Cicada chirped:

　　"It's very simple, I will become a Venerable, right?"

　　Serres: "?"

　　Xing: "?"

　　Gornes: "?"

　　After chirping, its breath was no longer concealed, and it was revealed, the Nine Transformations. In an instant, the whole audience was silent again, and everyone was stunned.

　　The Spring and Autumn Cicada smiled faintly, and chirped: Zhi-zhi-zhi-zhi-zhi, Zhi-zhi-zhi-zhi-zhi. Zhi-zhi-zhi-zhi-zhi-zhi, Zhi-

　　zhi

　　-zhi-zhi-zhi-zhi...

　　Xing stretched out her hand and grabbed the Spring and Autumn Cicada in her hand.

　　Looking at the Spring and Autumn Cicada in her hand, Xing smiled coldly. You want to become a Venerable without reciting a poem?

　　She exerted a little force in her hand, and there was a light sound of "Crack". The Spring and Autumn Cicada was directly crushed into pieces by her.

　　The Nine Transformations Spring and Autumn Cicada--ruined!

　　"What!" Everyone was shocked. "Why can you destroy the Spring and Autumn Cicada?"

　　Xing chuckled and took out an object. It was an oval smiling face the size of a palm. A wide forehead, a square chin, and full-frame glasses with black eyebrow lines.

　　Ten-turn Net-cleansing Gu!

　　The Spring and Autumn Cicada went up against the long river of time, and only a person with a deceased wife who possessed the Net-cleansing Gu could destroy it. And it just so happened that Xing had a "wife" who had "died" three times.

　　She stood sideways, stretched out her left hand with her palm facing down, and the Net-cleansing Gu floated under her palm and rotated. It rose and fell with the slight movement of her arm.

　　Overtaking!

　　Under the gaze of the other two, Xing casually threw the Net-cleansing Gu away. She walked to the window and put her hands behind her back. She stood with her back to the crowd and her hands behind her back.

　　She spoke softly:

　　"I know clearly that people's paths are unique. I am walking on my own path of life. No matter how strong the wind and rain are on the road, so strong that I have difficulty walking; no matter how thorny the bushes are, and I am covered with scars. I will still smile foolishly, because I understand this feeling." "

　　Hahahaha," she laughed, "I believe that the little bucket traveling alone will one day see the green buckets on both sides of the river, and the birds singing in the buckets." The

　　crushed Spring and Autumn Cicada used its remaining head to fight for its last breath, and cried sadly: "The heroes in this world are really like the carp crossing the river. Great Love Star Lord, what a Great Love Star Lord."

　　"It's really a colorful world," Serres applauded. "Wonderful, so wonderful."

　　......

(This chapter is not yet finished, please click on the next page to continue reading)Chapter 22 Great Love Star Lord (Page 2/2)

After the seizure, Serris stretched his body comfortably and planned to go back to his room to rest. Suddenly, he felt a pull.

　　He remembered that today was Monday, so he transformed himself into a meme body and climbed up to the source castle along the pull.

　　Above the gray fog, in the grand palace, the bronze long table was mottled and ancient.

　　As soon as Audrey Hall's figure appeared, Klein, who had already opened his spiritual vision, looked over. As expected, he saw that the colors deep in the other party's aura blended into one, becoming pure and peaceful like a lake tear that clearly reflected things.

　　She really became an extraordinary person... Klein was about to look away when he suddenly found that the high-back chair belonging to Miss Justice had changed.

　　The bright stars on the back of the chair moved quickly, forming an illusory constellation that did not belong to reality.

　　In Klein's eyes, this constellation was so familiar, because it was a symbol in mysticism.

　　The symbol of "dragon"!

　　Old Neil taught him that dragons are experts in the field of mind. In connection with what Mr. Devil mentioned at the last Tarot Club, the audience's subsequent "mind reader" and "psychologist", Klein had a guess. Most of the dragons may be audience members.

　　Audience... dragons... Klein controlled himself and did not shake his head, looking at the high-backed chair of the "Hanged Man" inquiringly.

　　Normally, from his perspective, he would definitely not be able to see the back of the chair, but this was his home field and everything was presented according to his will.

　　The constellation behind the chair did not change, but Klein, who had already entered the field of mysticism, was no longer as ignorant as before, and recognized it as the symbol of "storm".

　　Sailor... sea-lovers... storm... that's no problem.

　　The color deep in the aura of the "Hanged Man" was much purer... He was promoted?

　　Then what about Mr. Devil?

　　The picture in Klein's eyes changed again, and the pattern behind Ceres came into view.

　　This was not any pattern he had learned, but he had indeed seen it. On the flyer of the "End of the World" tavern.

　　It was a high-footed cup, with a diamond-shaped star on top of the cup, and a pair of patterns that looked like wings slightly closed behind the cup.

　　What does this mean? Klein didn't quite understand.

　　The Holy Grail? Or something else? Klein's thoughts were slightly scattered.

　　Oh, what is the symbol behind my seat? For some

　　reason, he couldn't see directly behind himself like he could see other people.

　　Klein resisted the urge to look back, and just like before, he tapped the edge of the long table three times with his fingers, and said with a smile: "Congratulations, Miss Justice, you are a Beyonder now."

　　He could see it directly? That's right, after all, it was the mysterious Mr. Fool. Audrey was stunned for a moment, and smiled: "Thank you, thank you Mr. Fool, and thank you Mr. Hanged Man and Mr. Devil."

　　"Faster than I thought." Alger Wilson said frankly.

　　Ceres smiled but said nothing, just waved his hand.

　　Klein didn't continue the topic, tapped his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Madam, sir, have you found Roselle's diary?"

　　Hearing Mr. Fool's question, Audrey didn't answer immediately as before, but opened her crystal eyes and looked at the "Hanged Man" and "Devil" with an attitude of scrutiny.

　　Serres showed his body language to Audrey openly, but Alger unconsciously restrained his body movements.

　　After a few seconds of silence, Alger said, "I found two pages of Emperor Roselle's diary and remembered their contents."

　　"I have one page." Audrey, whose vision was blocked by the gray fog, replied in a bystander tone.

　　"I have two pages of Roselle's diary here." Serres had already prepared Roselle's diary.

　　"Very good." Klein did not let his joy and disappointment affect his voice.

　　He was happy that there were five pages, but disappointed that there were only five pages, because the first collection must be relatively easy, and it was an exploration of the potential of its own resources and channels. Later, it will become more and more difficult, and more factors will be involved.

　　"Are we going to express it now?" Audrey asked calmly.

　　"Yes." Klein replied briefly.

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