"If you have nothing to do with your mouth, smoke more and say less unlucky words."
Regarding Zha Kang's remarks, Su Ming immediately responded. After throwing the bitch a pack of Wilson cigarettes, he said:
"If you can't control your mouth again, next time I will use the anti-life equation to control you and make you grab the salt grains on Bobo's body like a monkey."
The air outside the house seemed to seep in, carrying a strong smell of grass, a faint fragrance of flowers, and then an indescribable unfamiliar smell that made people's hearts beat faster.
Speaking of which, when Su Ming was watching TV as a child, he saw two monkeys grabbing and eating things from each other's bodies. At that time, he thought they were eating fleas or lice.
"No, don't drag me into this." Before Zha Kang could speak, the orangutan detective stopped. The monkey head sat on Death Knell's shoulder and shook its head wildly: "First of all, I bathe every day, and there are no salt particles in my hair. Secondly, I take a shower every day.
, even if there is, I don’t want to see that kind of scene appear.”
Just thinking about it makes Bobo feel horrified. What if Zha Kang squatted behind him, gently turning his black hair with his dirty hands, looking for salt grains to put into his mouth, scratching his ears and cheeks happily...
Dark, too dark.
It sounds a bit crazy and dark, but John Constantine is not only a wizard, but also an Englishman. This kind of joke with some gay flavor is just in line with his laughter.
He picked up the cigarette in his hand and shook it, thanked the death knell for the gift, immediately opened the package and put another cigarette in his mouth, exhaling the smoke and laughing:
"Ha, then I'd better smoke. Besides, it's not that I'm possessed by a defeatist and says unlucky words, but I have to explain in advance that I have never been to the Garden of Destiny before, I just know that it is such a place.
So once we walk out the door of the House of Mystery, I'm probably going to be very limited in what I can do."
In response, Su Ming just shook his head indifferently and walked towards the door:
"We are here to find Lucifer, not to make you as arrogant as Lucifer. You don't think you are the only spell caster in the team, do you? No? I didn't expect you to be able to do it in the Garden of Destiny.
What, because your own fate is a piece of shit."
"Hey, you're right, he's still a smelly piece of shit." Zha Kang showed a second-rate smile again. Anyway, he liked the feeling that he could be irresponsible.
As a spellcaster, it is difficult to lead a team. The most intuitive reason is that as a human with only one mouth, it is impossible to recite spells and cast spells while giving orders to teammates.
He wanted to make this clear before he went out. He couldn't do anything on his own. The next thing was all left to Deathstroke. Don't expect him to cast spells on his own. He was already determined to mess up.
The implication of Deathstroke is that I didn't count on him in the first place. After all, Zha Kang always cheated his teammates to death, just like shit.
So Constantine, who had no self-esteem, immediately admitted that he was shit and stinky.
Now that a consensus had been reached, Su Ming did not waste any time. He reached out to the old and mottled door of the House of Mystery and slowly opened it.
Outside the door is a beautiful spring scenery. This garden maze is very much like a beautiful fairyland. Everything that a regular garden on earth should have, there are here, and there are many grand scenes that are difficult to see in the world.
Not far from the door is a gorgeous iron swing. Even the ropes are decorated with exquisite patterns, which seems to tell people the mysterious beauty of the garden.
A little further away, there are green walls. They are trees pruned by fate. It is like a green barrier at the top that you can’t see even if you look up, hiding the beautiful scenery inside. The walls are full of flowers.
colorful flowers.
From above, you can only see green extending endlessly towards the sky, and you can't see the sky at all. But strangely, the maze is very bright, as mentioned before, as if the spring sunshine is shining warmly on everyone.
There are gaps between different walls, which are intricate maze paths. There are hundreds of intersections that can be seen.
"Ah, I've already started to get lost before I even went out." Bobo took a sip of his pipe and said, "Slade, which way should we choose? But no matter which way we choose, I'm still
It is recommended not to divide the troops."
The green plant maze is a beautiful sight seen on the earth, but when seen here, it is the green hell.
Not to mention that as a chimpanzee, he should have an affinity for nature. Bobo was born in a circus, and the closest thing he had at that time was probably an iron cage.
"I know, let me first let you know which direction contains Lucifer's anger." Su Ming stood in front of the porch of the House of Mystery, but did not choose the direction in a hurry. At this time, the House of Mystery was already deep in the maze.
, it can be said that it is surrounded.
There are roads in all directions, but they are not simple roads, but choices of destiny direction.
Here, abstract concepts are embodied. People often say that the passage of time, the trajectory of fate, and the journey of the mind are all abstract statements.
These plant walls are not actually walls, but the embodiment of some kind of 'restriction'.
"Hey, Lucifer is indeed quite naughty, but it shouldn't be as obvious as the scent of a fox." Constantine exhaled a puff of smoke, smiled and answered the cold joke, but still took out the black hair from his windbreaker pocket:
"Let your parasitic pet smell this and see your luck."
Lucifer's feathers that fell off a long time ago may still have some of his aura?
"I've smelled strangulation before." Black bean sprouts popped out from Deathstroke's shoulders, and his little head slowly rotated like a radar or a sunflower. Su Ming motioned to Zha Kang to take the curly hair away: "You
Put it away, and it’s best to mosaic it when you take it out. It’s too easy for people to misunderstand.”
"Hey."
The symbiote didn't like to be called a parasite, but now was not the time to bite Constantine to correct him. Strangler responded. Its sense of smell was ineffective here because no matter which direction it was, it was full of Lucifer's scent.
It was too easy to identify, it was a mixture of the highest quality alcohol and perfume, the smell of heaven and hell, and a large amount of male and female secretions.
The smell of heaven smells like sunshine, breeze, and flowers mixed together; while the smell of hell is the classic sulfur and blood.
Both scents are complex, yet have depth and recognition.
"Strangler said that there is the smell of Lucifer from all directions. We can only confirm now that he is indeed in the garden, but where exactly it is, we have to think carefully..." Deathstroke translated the '嘤' phrase,
There's nothing I can do about it. Even if Strangler can speak, it usually doesn't speak.