Chapter 135 Chaswar (Bai Yin Meng [Pretending to be a Gentleman.] 73
Chapter 135 Chaswo (Bai Yin Meng [pretending to be a gentleman.] plus update 730)
Author: Xingsheng
Chapter 135 Chaswo (Bai Yin Meng [pretending to be a gentleman.] plus update 730)
The first thing to be fulfilled is the prophecy given to noble men.
Since it was not yet clear what the other party's mental attributes were and whether he could use magic, Gu Chi did not give a precise time.
"Tonight" can refer to 12 o'clock, or it can be extended to before dawn tomorrow.
This is to leave more room for yourself and ensure that you have enough time to complete the prophecy.
They can't simply knock people unconscious and send them to the Ayton Mansion, as that would cause too many human traces.
NPCs are easy to fool, but players are not so easy to fool.
While the blurred time boundaries gave him room to operate, it also brought about a problem.
The aristocratic man didn't know when he would go over to catch the adulterer.
It's possible that someone might be waiting at the door of the mansion early tomorrow morning so that the couple can have one last happy night.
It's also possible to go there tonight, rush into the room, throw the divorce agreement on the woman's butt, and give her a slap in the face.
These are all uncertainties.
If they happened to bump into a noble man while sending someone there, they would have no choice but to silence him, and Yuyouzi would make headlines again.
So Gu Chi chose the safest way - falling into a dream.
Implant the same idea, or subconscious mind, into these two people and let them go to Ayton Mansion on their own.
Without much delay, Gu Chi used his word spirit to set up a magic circle in the room that was aimed at concealment. He also gave himself and Xia Ling a good anti-invisibility buff, and then went to find Serena.
They came to a neat but dimly lit apartment.
It was still afternoon, but the curtains in the room were tightly closed.
The woman was drinking red wine alone, lying lazily on the sofa and watching romantic movies, showing a sense of life.
It seems that the little life after the elopement was quite pleasant.
Good news: There's only one Serena.
Bad news: It's just Serena.
I don’t know where the woman’s good brother has gone, maybe to work or something, but looking at the woman’s lazy and comfortable look, he doesn’t have to do housework, and his family status seems to be very high, so what are some of her interesting little thoughts, good brother It should satisfy her, right?
Gu Chi gave Xia Ling a look.
Xia Ling understood and quietly picked up a magnifying glass and looked at the woman on the sofa. A number appeared on the mirror.
【twenty three】
Xia Ling examined the woman's face.
She has a standard Western face, but not very beautiful.
The charm value can be at most 6 points, and cannot be higher.
The figure is also very average.
Although the silk pajamas slit under the woman's neck could reveal her profound knowledge, it still could not hide the fact that her body was fat.
Xia Ling had this city's aristocratic breakfast this morning. It was indeed rich in nutrients and frighteningly high in calories.
This is a characteristic of the British breakfast. They highly admire breakfast culture. The consequence is that if they do not insist on exercising, everyone will become fat. Serena is obviously one of them.
How can a body get better without exercise?
Physical fitness is also scored 5 points, of which 1 point is given to breakfast.
Not to mention strength, ladies of this era don't have to do anything, they just eat, drink and have fun every day, around 3 o'clock.
Smart and similar.
=6——The rest is spirit.
Xia Ling quickly analyzed the attributes of a woman in her mind, and wrote 6 on Gu Chi's palm with her finger.
Gu Chi: "..."
Weirdly itchy.
There will definitely be some deviation in the girl's calculation, but the deviation will not be too big and can be adjusted at will.
So Gu Chi walked up to the woman.
Show up.
Stare at her.
Serena: "!!!"
A man suddenly appeared in front of her, and the woman was almost scared to death.
But before she could scream out, Gu Chi had already put his index finger on his lips——
"Shh."
"..."
The woman instantly fell into sleep.
The dream was created by Gu Chi at random, and the material came from the scene outside the car window.
Anyway, this city has many elements, like puzzle pieces, and it’s not a big problem if it’s a little strange.
What happened next was easy, Xia Ling stood guard, Gu Chi fell into a dream, and led the woman into a deeper dream.
The deeper the dream, the greater the impact on people's subconscious mind.
The woman's mental strength was not high and she had not received relevant training, so Gu Chi stopped at the third floor.
He stuffed a note under the pillow of the woman's third dream, in her handbag, in the cracks of the sofa... in many details -
"I want to go to the Aton Mansion with my brother tonight to play... well, dress up as his favorite bunny girl."
The last step is to set up a "chain bomb" to put the first layer of dreams and the second layer of dreams on the verge of collapse by transforming the dream. In this way, when the woman is awakened by the man returning home, the dream chain will be broken.
, causing the dream to collapse layer by layer, causing the woman to quickly fall from the third layer of dreams back to reality.
After finishing all this, Gu Chi got out of his dream and went home with Xia Ling for dinner.
They didn't go out again until 11 p.m.
The second fulfilled prophecy belonged to the farmer.
This is relatively simple.
Of course Gu Chi would not really kill someone and let him reunite with his wife.
He is a gentle man.
We meet, we meet in dreams.
Gu Chi also spent more time exploring the farmer's past, searching for his subconscious expectations, and allowing the farmer and his wife to meet in the most beautiful scene in his memory.
Coming out of the wooden house, Xia Ling, who was guarding the door, obviously felt that a long time had passed.
The farmer's dream only requires one layer, but it takes more time than building a three-layer dream in the afternoon.
"Why are you so careful this time?" Xia Ling was a little curious.
Gu Chi replied: "I like this kind of love that lasts until death."
Xia Ling imitated Gu Chi and raised her eyebrows: "Are you so emotional?"
"This is not a question of sentimentality."
"I feel the same way."
Gu Chi took the girl's hand and looked up at the stars that filled the night sky: "Because I also have such a feeling."
Xia Ling was startled. She looked at Gu Chi's side face, the corners of her eyes were bent unconsciously, and her eyes were sparkling, as if she was the star in the sky and owned the night sky like Gu Chi.
"How about we sit here for a while and then go to the third place?" Xia Ling suggested.
Gu Chi: "Okay."
In the darkness, two figures walked outside the courtyard and sat down next to the cart filled with firewood.
The girl rested her head on the man's shoulder and counted the stars with the beat of his heartbeat.
The so-called romance is just doing childish things with him after you grow up and become sensible.
Time passed little by little.
Inside the detention center.
I don't know how long it took.
The cool winter breeze came in through the skylight, making Youyouzi feel a little cold.
She looked at the time on her watch and saw that it was already three o'clock in the morning.
She came to this corridor as early as when it was getting dark.
In front of her was a single cell, in which a serial murderer, Reddeck Lauer, was imprisoned.
Since last night, the Iris Church has been advertising to the prophet Charles everywhere, so Yuyouzi will naturally not miss this important information.
This is consistent with her background introduction when she entered the game.
The Church of Iris is collecting faith, and they need the power of faith to light up the iris on the top of Omda Church.
Youyouzi doesn't know what the purpose of that flower is, but at least there is a reasonable explanation for the church's unremitting efforts to promote prophecies and mysteries.
Yuyuko is a player who pays more attention to logic.
Her logic is mainly reflected in the elimination method.
She had searched for all eight prophets - after hearing the news about Charles, she ran through the remaining four towns overnight and picked up four liars, leaving only one Charles. She was a true prophet, but when she quietly entered Charles's garden this afternoon and heard the other person's prediction from a distance, she discovered another problem——
All three prophecies are tonight.
As a hard-core assassin who often achieves perfect lurking, Yuyuko subconsciously wondered whether the other party might be a hard-core prophet like herself.
Charlie's performance was so confident that she even gave this man two points of impression in her heart.
Compared with those false prophets who don't even dare to speak too clearly, Charles simply doesn't want to be too true.
For this man to be so confident, there are only two situations in Yuyouzi's opinion.
First, Charles is indeed good at prophecy, and the predictions he gives are facts that are about to happen, so he is naturally confident.
Second, Charles is strong enough to be able to manually turn prophecies into reality. He first prophesies casually and then goes ahead and does it.
So Youyouzi came to the detention center early.
One squat lasted nine hours.
This was her way of verifying whether Charles was a true prophet.
If someone comes to assassinate Redecker tonight, Charles, the prophet, cannot believe it casually - it is unclear whether it is someone sent by Charles himself, and a second verification is needed.
It would be best if she could catch the murderer and interrogate him properly.
If it was Charles himself who came, there would be no need to go to such trouble. She could just mark the opponent as a wolf and go directly to the next prophet.
As for the situation where no one came, Yuyouzi never considered it at all.
Unless someone comes to kill Redeker, can Redeker still die suddenly on his own?
Youyuko trusts her own judgment.
But why haven't people come yet...
For nine hours, she was tired from waiting.
Redke slept soundly and sweetly in the cell, but she squatted like an idiot outside.
Who is the prisoner?
Yuyouzi couldn't help but have another thought in her mind.
Could that man have been bluffing?
Knowing that he has not mastered the art of prophecy, he simply tries his best to perform, and then finds a way to make it true the next day?
If that were the case, wouldn't she have to...
"Tick tock."
Just when Youyouzi was thinking about whether to carve a flower on Charles' heart, a subtle sound of dripping water suddenly sounded in the quiet air.
"Tick tock, tick tock."
"Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock..."
The sounds came from the cell in front of me, and they were getting louder and faster.
With the bonus of related talents, Yuyuko's night vision ability is very powerful. In the darkness, she clearly saw that Reddick was melting on the bed - from his limbs to his torso and then to his head, as if he had been thrown into a furnace. The pieces of iron slowly turned into blood, soaked into the bedding, and kept dripping from all the gaps in the rusty iron frame bed.
The blood dripped and formed a blood line, as if several faucets were opened at the same time. The bright red blood quickly covered the ground and flowed out from under the iron bars, filling the air with a pungent smell of blood.
Youyuko opened her eyes wide and looked at this scene in disbelief.
Redecker in his sleep turned into a pool of blood under her eyes - this should have been an extremely painful way to die, but Redeke did not make any sound of discomfort during the whole process, as if he was completely unaware of himself
is dying.
And she stayed here the whole time and didn't notice any suspicious movement.
The blood flowed very fast, and the blood lines between the beds turned into blood drops again.
"Tick tock, tick tock..."
There was no one on the bed, only a wrinkled, blood-red and muddy prison uniform was left.
Scarlet blood spread to the aisle, staining the girl's white sneakers red.
The scene in front of her was strange and bloody, making Yuyouzi's breathing quicken slightly, and a moist flush appeared on her face.
"What a cruel way of killing, a lot of blood was shed."
"But……"
"I like it so much..."
…
at the same time.
Gu Chi and Xia Ling have returned home.
"Are you so sure that Yuyouzi will come over?" Xia Ling asked, taking off his coat and throwing it into the changing tub.
The tight-fitting purple sweater immediately exposed the girl's alluring curves. I wonder if it was an illusion, but the ups and downs seemed to be greater than before?
Gu Chi glanced politely and then looked away, replying: "Not sure, it's just that she appeared in the city yesterday and can become invisible again, so she meets this condition."
Yuyouzi's mission is to find the prophet and help the prophet fulfill his wish. It is impossible for Yuyouzi to ignore the Iris Church's propaganda.
Put yourself in someone else's shoes, if Gu Chi were Youyouzi himself, he would definitely go to the garden during the day, at least to see what the prophet looks like.
That's why he asked Xia Ling before if he would go into hiding.
The three prophecies are all tonight. Youyouzi should be able to guess his intentions if he uses his brain a little.
Whether he, the prophet, is true or false is very important to Youyuko.
If she is not with the farmer and Serena, the probability of her appearing in the detention center becomes very high.
As a death row prisoner, Redecker himself is a "quiet target", and it is relatively easier for him to wait and see.
It doesn't matter if Youyouzi doesn't go. Gu Chi won't lose anything. He just spends a few more points of Dao Yun to kill someone in the air, which is like buying insurance for his status as a prophet.
"Brother Gu Chi is so meticulous!" Xia Ling praised.
She likes to praise Gu Chi very much.
Relationships need to be managed.
Psychology shows that complimenting each other will make partners more attractive - this was something she read in Gu Chi's book by chance, and Xia Ling thought it made sense.
She had never thought about why the book had been sitting on the table for so long.
Gu Chi praised back: "You are also careful."
Xia Ling said "Hey": "Shouldn't you praise me for being great?"
The bad guy would actually miss this opportunity to tease her while driving?
Gu Chi: "Maybe we are not talking about the same part?"
Xia Ling didn't understand it at first, but when she saw Gu Chi's eyes moving downward, she suddenly understood, and her pretty face instantly turned blood red.
It wasn't that Gu Chi didn't drive, it was that she didn't get up there herself.
"You are getting worse and worse!" Xia Ling glared at Gu Chi with red cheeks and punched him.
The small fist hit the back gently but not too hard. Gu Chi looked enjoying it and said comfortably: "Two more punches, just because I'm tired today."
"It's a beautiful idea."
Gu Chi: "At least it's more tiring than ordinary prophets, right?"
"That's because you have to be hard-core." Speaking of the prophet, Xia Ling remembered something, "I think the name Charles is not nice."
"Don't all foreigners have similar names?" Gu Chi said.
"No, some names are quite nice." Xia Ling blinked and said, "You don't have an English name yet, right? Can I pick one for you?"
If the girl has this interest, Gu Chi will naturally not disappoint her, "You tell me, I'll listen to it."
Xia Ling: "I have to think about it and tell you after I take a shower."
Gu Chi: "Okay."
It's very late, almost four in the morning, and it's really time to go to bed.
Xia Ling went to take a bath, and Gu Chi was not idle either and went to the basement.
He still has to build a dream for Mr. Prophet.
Charles was already asleep by now, and it didn't take much effort on his part.
After coming out of the basement, Gu Chi set up several small magic circles around the villa to strengthen the "monitoring" effect. If someone sneaks over, he can sense it immediately.
After doing this, Gu Chi returned to the bedroom.
Xia Ling had already finished taking a shower and lay down in bed, wrapping herself tightly with only her head exposed.
Gu Chi asked strangely: "Are you cold?"
"Cold." Xia Ling said pitifully: "Brother Gu Chi, come and hug me."
Gu Chi: "..."
Acting like a spoiled child, right?
He still eats this.
At this time, Gu Chi didn't realize anything was wrong.
Until he also finished taking a shower, dried his head, turned off the light and went to bed.
Gu Chi habitually reached out and hugged the girl's waist, but the moment his palm touched the girl's waist, he discovered a problem.
Xia Ling's pajamas tonight were different from those before.
Such silky fabric…
It should be the queen's new clothes.
Gu Chi: "..."
The room was dark except for Xia Ling's eyes, which were filled with water.
Her cheeks were already as red as a ripe peach, but the night was too dark and no one could see her.
"This pajamas... Brother Gu Chi, do you like it?" Xia Ling's voice was charming, crisp and soft.
Gu Chi: "..."
Before he could answer, the girl pressed on top of him again and wrapped her hands around his neck.
The hot fragrance blows towards his face, and Gu Chi kills two birds with one stone.
Xia Ling breathed into his ear: "You have thought of an English name."