When Igura also came out to have breakfast, he winked at Ash, and Ash understood. After breakfast, Ash walked around and came to Igura's room, where the fraudster was already waiting for him.
Ya Xiu was not polite at all and sat directly on his bed: "What mission did you and An Nan perform last night?"
"It's a long story." Igula sat on the soft chair, picked up the wine bottle and poured some sky-blue wine into the glass.
Only then did Ash discover that there was a wine cabinet in Iguola's room. In terms of these external enjoyments, An Nan was very generous to them. Basically, they only needed to say something to Panji, and the butler would order takeout and deliver what they wanted.
Of course, there is another possibility that the Gospel Kingdom is a country where productivity has been greatly developed. Ingredients such as meat, eggnog, and nog have become almost basic materials for social welfare. No matter how much Ash and others eat and drink, not only is it not a waste, but it even promotes the internal content of the Gospel Kingdom.
cycle.
The most basic manifestation of all developed societies is food. In the Blood Moon Kingdom, even the low-level ogres can eat meat every day. There is no reason why the gospel country cannot do the same. If the low-level commoners here gargle with red wine and eat steak,
Take a bath with sterilized milk, and all B fans will steadily exceed 30, and Yaxiu will not be surprised at all.
"Where's mine?" Ash asked.
Igura thought for a while, took out another wine glass, picked up the kettle and poured Ash a glass of water.
"better than nothing."
Ash rolled his eyes at him, took it and drank it all in one gulp, and then Igula said: "The man drank the poison I prepared in the same way last night."
puff!
Ash spurted out a mouthful of water, and Igura, who was well prepared, waved his hand gently, and the wind instantly rose in the room, blowing the water that Ash sprayed back towards him.
"Last night An Nan took me to a sky manor in the second-story city." Igula looked at the upside-down city outside and said, "Maybe you think An Nan's home is pretty good? But if you see that manor,
You will feel that this is also a place where poor people live."
"The ceiling is an insulated glass canopy. You can enjoy the brilliance during the day and gaze at the stars at night. There is a garden that blooms all year round in the courtyard. The owner of the manor seems to be very interested in alchemical creatures and has even opened a small zoo, which is full of chimeras.
Alchemy Beast."
"The walls, floors, and any other places exposed to the air in the manor are made of the most expensive miracle building materials. Solar energy is used as a daily energy source to automatically maintain a "clean" miracle at all times. There is no dust in the room, and all areas are clean."
Sterile zone. The only two servants are two almost real-life alchemy maids. One is tall and sexy with a straight black figure, and the other is a cute pink-haired lolita. If the psychic spirit was not ineffective on them, I would never have discovered that they were alchemy creations.
."
"But there is only one person living in that large and luxurious manor. His name is Earl Russell. Although the aristocratic system in the gospel country has declined, there are still remnants of the old era, or in other words, the rich in the new era are all
I hope to be a remnant of the old days."
"He looks very young, has fair skin, and is wearing a silk nightgown. But the gloomy look when he speaks, and the unconcealed disgust in his eyes when he looks at An Nan, are enough to prove that he should have been buried long ago.
, I’m just using my power to protect the quality of my life.”
"But what's interesting is that he seems to be more interested in me," Igula spread his hands: "This may be the reason why Miss An Nan brought me. I won't mention the details. You only need to know that we let the manor
As long as the master is asleep."
"sleep?"
"Well, fall asleep." Igulla turned his thumbwheel: "According to his physical fitness and the life-support facilities we have arranged for him, he will probably sleep for five months and then he will turn into Harvey's favorite white
Maggot petri dish. As an important person, his body will definitely attract red hats to visit in five months. But even An Nan doesn’t care, and I naturally don’t care either. Anyway, our contract will be over by then."
"As a reward for helping him fall asleep, An Nan and I chopped off his hands and gouged out his eyes. We passed the fingerprint and iris verification of the manor and entered the secret room inside. The next step is of course Zero
During the yuan purchase activity, most of them were taken away by An Nan, because most of them were contract documents and bank certificates, and I couldn't cash them in."
"The only thing I got is this."
Igura walked to the suitcase he brought back, took out a black velvet box and handed it to Ash.
Ash opened the box and found a mask with a light red gradient inside. It felt almost as smooth as silk but very strong. It was very breathable when it was put on the head, as if it was not worn. Moreover, the mask seemed to have an automatic adjustment function. After wearing it for three days,
In seconds, the mask will automatically fit the shape of Ash's nose and mouth.
He turned his head and looked at the mirror. With the dark red trench coat that Liz gave him, Ash now looked full of mysterious and ascetic temperament. In movies and TV series, he is the kind of villain who can make people's perceptions go astray.
Ash is also very satisfied with this appearance. He commented on himself that he is 'so handsome that people hope he doesn't poop'.
"It is said that this is the last work of a holy alchemist. Although it does not appear to have any fluctuations in magic power, wearing it can resist most psychic prying eyes and greatly increase one's own charm. It is called a 'mind mask'." Igu.
La drank the blue wine lightly and said, "If you like it, I'll give it to you."
"real or fake?"
"Anyway, I'm a psychic and don't need tools to cover my face. My expression is my weapon." Igula seemed to really not care: "Actually, there aren't many treasures that I like in that secret room. I just thought that you need
A mask, I just got it back."
Ash blinked, took off his mask and said, "So this is a gift you specially picked out for me?"
"If you want to think so, I won't object." Igula said casually, shaking the blue wine glass.
A gift just for me?
A gift only for me?
Igura looked at Ash's expression, first confused, then moved, then a little embarrassed, but finally changed back to confused.
The cult leader thought for a moment and suddenly turned to look at the suitcase in the corner of the room.
Igula raised his eyebrows, stood up and said, "Okay, it's time for you to leave, I have something else to do."
Ash rushed over to open the suitcase and found that it was filled with black velvet boxes, exactly the same as the ones Igura gave him just now.
He turned to look at Igula, pointed at the suitcase and said:
"(#￣～￣#)What are these?"
"...if I said I bought it to stuff under the bed, would you believe it?"
"So, is that manor fake? Is Earl Russell also fake?" Ash took the "Psychic Mask" and said, "You just bought this mask for me casually, but in order to increase its value, you made me mistakenly believe that
You bought it specially for me, and it was the only gift you gave only to me, so you made up such a long story?"
Igula shook his head, with a disappointed expression on his face: "Gifts and gifts are only secondary, the important thing is the gift. If it weren't for the fact that I attached so much meaning to this gift, would you have been so happy just now?
?”
"If there is no story behind a gift, it is just a cold handicraft. The so-called psychic is to give exciting meaning to every ordinary thing."
"Have you ever seen a magic show? Your current behavior is like a child pretending to be smart and revealing the secrets of magic loudly when performing on stage. But this will not only make the performer unhappy, but also make you lose
The joy of watching a show.”
Igura taught earnestly: "Fortunately, I don't care, but don't do this next time, Ash. Others will think that you can't read the atmosphere."
"Why do you say it as if I was wrong? I am obviously the victim who was almost deceived by you." Ash said angrily: "So how many times are you going to tell this story?"
"Do I look that lazy?" Igura said: "Of course I will customize a corresponding story for each customer. A chaotic and kind-hearted type like you, Ash, will definitely like to hear "Dirty upper class people being raped"
It's a cool story about "black eating black". As for Harvey's chaotic and neutral necromancer, I plan to make up a story for him about "when exterminating the gang, he found a torture instrument stained with the blood of the victim." As for Liz's story
Naturally there are differences..."
"Igula, hello green tea."
"Don't betray me." Igula reminded: "I just want to win them over by giving gifts. After you leave, don't say that I gave you the mask. "I only gave you gifts, no one else has them." But it is very important.
Bonus points for favorability.”
"I'm too lazy to get involved in your affairs." Ya Xiu said angrily: "It's useless, I thought... you just said it with your name, surname, and details, I almost believed it."
"Honestly, you actually saw through this scam. I think I need to reflect on it." Igula pondered: "After all, even you can't be fooled. I really need to optimize the rhythm of the story... Let's go, let's go, I have to
Waiting for the next guest."
Ash snorted, took the mask and left. But before pushing the door open and going out, he paused and said, "Of course, I like this mask very much, thank you."
"Please! When you go back! Record this incident in your diary immediately!" Igula said: "In the future, remember to be a cow or a horse to repay Mr. Bojin's kindness."
Watching Ash leave the room, Igura went over to pack and close the suitcase, and then stuffed it under the bed. He went into the bathroom, put in the water, and took a bath in the morning. It was not just a habit. He had been busy all night last night, and now he was all over the body.
It's sticky, and when you soak in the warm hot water, you feel like you've ascended to heaven.
After taking a bath and brushing his teeth, Igula subconsciously resonated with the 'revelation' and saw the foam leaving a line of words on the mirror.
"Don't let people know you are happy"
Igura looked at himself in the mirror with the corners of his mouth raised, and was slightly startled, then smiled and snorted.
