Standing before the tombstone, Masce imagined the appearance of the monument. Does it look like a half-legendary shaman should be? This is what Mrs. Lily said when she led them to the cemetery.

Is it the relief of the edge flowers and thorns unique to the shaman tombstone, does it carry the nameless cross top decoration unique to the cat man, is it someone cleansing, is it flowers accompanying, is it possible to have the elder Mo Ning?

I thought a lot, but in the end, Marceau stood in front of the nameless monument that seemed to be someone had cleaned. He looked at Mrs. Lily in confusion, and the latter shook his head: "In the diary, this monument has names and introductions, as well as reliefs and top decorations, but... I don't know why they all disappeared. Sometimes I take a look, sometimes it's Mooning, and sometimes... it's someone we don't want to mention."

"My mother?" Knowing that this is a protective measure for players to cut their accounts, Marceau didn't care. He cared about the people Mrs. Lily said that she didn't want to mention.

"It's not your mother, your mother is completely crazy... Her only conscience that still exists will only be revealed to you... She is a little servant in Wanglou. She was also cursed, but she unexpectedly retained her mind. However... Such soberness is too dangerous for ordinary people. The child has no concept of right and wrong, good and evil. If someone treats him well, he will be nice to others; and if someone speaks evil deeds and deeds to him, he will be rewarded without reservation. Therefore, every time she comes, she will come without a trace, but... every time there will be innocent victims who are killed because of witnessing his existence." Speaking of this little guy, Mrs. Lily's face was a hint of helplessness: "There is no good and evil in this child's eyes, but there is only a tenacious creed of grace and ten times of grudge and reward for a hundred rewards. What is very surprising is a child from a neutral camp. Even the evil-killing kill will not affect him. Even His Highness Anonymous is very troubled by him, but there is no way."

"It's so scary." Youjiu stuck out his tongue: "There is no way for the True God to do anything to him."

"It seems that we are benefiting from you and Marceau's light. With you here, at least even if he comes here now, he will not attack us." Yan said with a smile.

"No, you only have the chance to see him at night, because the little guy is a dead soul, instinctively hates the sunshine." Mrs. Lily's answer made Youjiu smile with a gleeful smile of "Wow, I saved my life again today."

Yan walked to Marceau and looked at Marceau: "Although it was just in the game, although there was no portrait or anything else, now you finally know what your father had done... how is it? Do you have any thoughts?"

"My feeling is why I haven't seen the existence of the cat man in the video of my mother..." When Yan was answered in the team, Marceau smiled and shook his head: "I think, maybe I finally understand that I am not the guy who popped out of the cracks in the stone."

"It popped out of the crack of the stone, Journey to the West?" Youjiu blinked, and then said with some uncertainty.

"Have you read it?" Marceau asked curiously. This thing can only be regarded as an extracurricular reading material in the Earth Federation. If it weren't for the name of ancient literature, there would be a total of twelve ancient books, including it, and after reading it, I'm afraid no one would read it, how could this girl know?

"Grandpa has seen Sun Wukong." Youjiu said this and said, "Like you, you are not afraid of heaven or earth."

Marceau smiled, admitting the girl's comments on him, and Yan patted Marceau's shoulder and signaled that Mrs. Lily had started moving: "Mrs. Lily is going to take us to the temple, keep up."

"Yeah." Nodded and agreed, Marceau turned around and looked at the stone tablet in front of him, bowed his head and bowed slightly. When he was young, he always thought about it. One day when he woke up, his father would appear in front of him; or he drove a traffic boat to the hotel in an afternoon; and finally he wondered if he would meet his father when he was about to fall asleep at night... Marceau never thought that he and his father would meet in such an occasion.

It can't be considered a meeting, Marceau turned around, looked at Yan and Youju who were standing not far away and was waiting for him, and then walked quickly towards them.

Father...noon.

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Take out the gold coins from the treasure house of the temple, and Mrs. Lily threw it to Marceau along with the box. Marceau took the box and turned his head to look at Sichika Green Leaf. The elf girl with mixed grassland elf took out the gold coins from her pocket and threw it at Marceau. So the cat reached out to catch her: "Aren't you afraid of curses?"

"Are you afraid of a cold, little guy?" The girl smiled and shook her head, giving Marceau an answer to why she wasn't afraid of it.

Marceau shrugged, turned to look at Mrs. Lily and said, "Madam, I have found all the blood money scattered out of it now. What should I do next."

"Let you face your mother directly now. I think you can't fight her, so next you should go to Alunya Town where Ashby and Greensen, where there is an old storm shaman... I'll send you an introduction letter, I think he can guide you in martial arts." After saying that, Mrs. Lily was silent for a moment, then looked at Marcelo: "Don't you really want to take a brand new path?"

"Well... I think the shaman's path is more suitable for me." To be honest, it is indeed good to be able to use the spell list, but... Marceau doesn't think that the shaman is far from being a little bit short. Moreover, Marceau himself is a hidden profession, and there is actually not much difference between the magic position and the magic position. Although the magic spells are powerful, Payne's shamanic magic also has a large number of them. It comes with all the druids and several magical magics, and it is also a powerful party. The most important thing is that the previous advancement will make Marceau's list of weapons that can be used by half, which is not fun.

"Okay, maybe you are really suitable for Payne's path." Mrs. Lily was not angry either. After all, in her eyes, Marceau would still be the cat who would fight for innocent no matter how she chooses. This is good, right?

Thinking of this, Masce also nodded: "Madam, I think the shamanic teachings are more suitable for me. It's great that all kinds of people compete for freedom in the frost sky."

"Yes, it is true, and such a teaching is indeed more suitable for you." Mrs. Lily said, leaning over and writing a letter on the table, and handing it to Marceau: "Go, go to the town of Aronya and find an old shaman named Pochi, a legendary, foreigner of the first time of arrival."

"Do I really want to learn?" Marceau asked with some confusion. Also, Pochi... how could he have the same name as his master, although it is a nickname.

"Trust me, Marceau, you need an amazing storm shaman like him to teach you the ability, and in melee he is the most stakeholder of all the legends I know about."
Chapter completed!