Chapter 8 Pale Moon
The black cat's little paws left, and Wayne was attracted by the white light spots that appeared in his body. He closed his eyes and found a ray of light in the endless darkness.
A bright moon.
The moonlight is like water, and the halo is like practice.
The bright and soft moonlight is like slowly flowing clear water, and the rippling flashes are elegant and quiet, covering the ground in an extremely gentle way.
Everything was so comfortable and reassuring that Wayne couldn't extricate himself from it. He felt like he was being embraced by the goddess, and her white palms brushed his cheeks. He just wanted to be free from the world, put aside the endless darkness, and rely on the goddess's tenderness. My heart will sleep soundly forever.
You can’t be wrong, justice is justice, and the Moonlight Goddess is a serious goddess at first glance.
While Wayne was staring at the magic seeds, he also looked at the strangely styled Book of Greed. The big eyeball in the center of the book cover rotated chaotically, causing Wayne's vision to change.
From the new perspective, the picture suddenly blurred and was covered with a gray-white haze.
Pale Moon.
A pale moon replaced the bright moon. The poor pixels were like a gunshot screen, and everything was shrouded in a gray-white filter. The elegance and tranquility no longer exist. Upon closer inspection, the pale moonlight is pitted with dense black and gray spots.
The pale and decadent Lone Moon is described as withered, full of death and corruption. The more you stare at it, the more uneasy it becomes, and the more uneasy it becomes, the crazier it becomes.
Wayne: (一`一;)
Poshu, look at what you have done, quickly turn on the goddess’s beauty special effects!
Just when Wayne lamented that the world was as dark as a crow, the undulating cover skin of the Book of Greed emitted a rhythm similar to breathing, drawing away the gray and black, the gun version returned to Blu-ray high-definition, and the moonlight became holy again.
The goddess’s filter is back!
Probably because he had glimpsed the true face of the goddess, or because of the unscrupulous surrender of the followers of the goddess of death, Wayne really could not respect the gods of this world. He did not pay attention to the white spot, but turned to the book of greed. .
Next to the big eyeball, a smaller eye opened. The eyeball was gray and dull, with no movement at all.
Wayne was stunned, not understanding what was happening. He suspected that the Book of Greed had been upgraded, but it turned out that it had not. The content of the pages was the same as before.
There must be something more...
The magic seeds left behind by Monica were still there. The Book of Greed did not desire magic power other than its owner, so it did not touch the potato.
This made Wayne breathe a sigh of relief. It was indeed the code he had written by himself. Even if it ran out of new features, it was still full of integrity, just like him, he would not eat what he asked for.
Monica transferred most of her magic power into Wayne's body. The strong emptiness caused fatigue. She wanted to lie down and take a rest, but she didn't want to get too close to Wayne. William took advantage of the opportunity and held her in his arms. middle.
"Monica, hold it high."
Bang!
“Oops!”
At this moment, Veronica used her amazing arm strength to subdue William and snatch the black cat from his hands.
Monica didn't want to comment on the two people's fighting behavior, so she said to Wayne, who closed his eyes and said nothing, "Don't be anxious. The concentration of magic power does not happen overnight. Rushing for success will only be counterproductive. Relax and don't tense your nerves." , sense the magic seeds I left behind, and the Moonlight Goddess will guide you to find your own magic."
Wayne opened his eyes after hearing this, nodded, and continued to sense with his eyes closed.
Monica was very interested in guiding others to practice for the first time. Although the master-disciple relationship was not established, she was a little nervous about being a teacher for the first time. It jumped out of Veronica's arms and circled around Wayne's feet.
Veronica cast a jealous look, snorted and raised her fingers at William: "Clean up, put all these guys in boxes, and remember to knock them out."
William nodded. They were still students at school. It was okay to fight, but killing was absolutely impossible.
According to Veronica's plan, in case the Death Walker receives the information, a believer of the Goddess of Death cannot be let go, so he puts it in a box and locks it in another warehouse. Tomorrow, he will contact the school through the messenger bird and ask the instructors to come and finish it off.
They personally hunted down the Death Walker in order to undo the curse on him.
The sooner the better. Graduation is approaching and we can’t delay it any longer.
Veronica didn't set out overnight to the small town of Kafuno on the outskirts of Lundan. She was in a hurry, but Monica needed to rest and replenish her demons. No matter how quickly, it would have to be tomorrow morning.
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Lundan, foggy cold light.
When night falls over the earth, the entire city quiets down at an extremely fast speed, or perhaps the people making the sound at this time are no longer humans during the day.
This is especially true in the warehouse district. Workers finish work early and go home, or go to crowded bars, or meet love on the street, and discuss the true meaning of life together. Large areas are deserted, and the flickering street lights flicker on and off in the fog. , creating a paradoxical atmosphere.
There was a faint sound of wind, interspersed among the warehouses and intersections, and occasionally it screamed like a ghost crying.
It's hard to say whether he was really crying or fake. Wayne only knew that there were 'people' in all directions. He could clearly feel that there were many pairs of eyes looking at him.
Being too perceptive is not a good thing. Wherever he looked, Wayne felt that there was a Piao, so close that he seemed to be able to pull one out of the mist with his hand.
Out of double caution, he followed William closely.
William walked for a while, then turned back and said coquettishly: "Wayne, can you stop being so close? It makes me feel very insecure. Otherwise, you can go ahead."
Haha, don’t even think about it!
Wayne ignored William and insisted on walking behind him. At this time, Veronica, who was holding the black cat in her arms, asked: "Wayne, do you have a car?"
You magicians are still short of cars, why don't you just grab one?
Wayne shrugged and said realistically: "I don't have a car, but I can get one. The speed depends on the money. The more you give me, the faster I can do things." "Can you drive?"
"I can drive it, but I'm not skilled at it."
"That's good."
Veronica nodded, took out a stack of Queen's portraits from her wallet, handed them to Wayne without any order, and handed over a bunch of supplies so that Wayne would have them all ready at ten o'clock tomorrow morning.
Wayne took the banknote and asked tentatively: "Should I go too?"
"You don't have to go, but if you miss this time, I don't know when the next chance to lift the curse will be. If you're not lucky, this may be your only chance." Veronica said slowly.
Is it so scary?
Wayne didn't understand and looked at William subconsciously. Seeing the latter nodding heavily, he chose to believe Veronica.
Wayne: "..."
Damn it, I would rather believe in a gay than a beautiful girl!
Speaking of the curse, Wayne did take the opportunity to add some spice. He was not greedy for magic power, but the feeling of hunger was real. The Book of Greed did not swallow up the curse energy. Currently, if he wants to undo the curse, he can only follow Veroni. Card and William.
"Gu Gu Gu~~"
Hungry.
It is an undoubted fact that Lundam is very dangerous at night. You can often see reports in newspapers about citizens missing while walking at night. Together with the mythical urban legends, Lundam at night is even more mysterious.
But more terrible than the danger is the lack of money. The nightlife in the affluent West and North Districts is rich and colorful, not to mention Nelundam in the Central District. It is brightly lit all year round and becomes more prosperous at night. It is the capital that outsiders break. A paradise that I want to crawl into.
Wayne was lucky enough to get a taxi that allowed him to return to the detective agency before he starved to death.
William felt guilty and took the initiative to cook and prepare a table of delicious food. As a result, all the food was swallowed by Wayne before Veronica picked up the knife and fork.
Veronica looked at William expressionlessly: "What are you still doing? Go to the kitchen!"
"All the ingredients I bought in the morning have been used up, and only the potatoes are left."
"..." x2
Veronica: Potatoes are not bad, they are better than being hungry.
Wayne: Today I will be merciful and give Tudou another chance to prove himself!
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After Wayne had eaten, he continued to sense the magic power. Monica was a very responsible teacher, lying on her desk with her hands folded, tutoring students in their homework, and preaching the benevolence of the Moonlight Goddess to the lost lambs.
For example, the moonlight guides the way. The reason why they can travel unimpeded in the fog is precisely because of the blessing of the moonlight goddess.
Wayne had seen the true appearance of Moonlight Goddess and expressed doubts about Monica's words. He did not say it out loud. He was whatever the teacher said. He was a well-behaved and obedient good student, which gave Monica a crazy sense of accomplishment as a teacher.
Goddess above, this believer can develop!
Two hours later, in order to flatter the black cat teacher, Wayne asked him which brand of dried fish he liked. The teacher left with a sullen face.
Wayne's sharp eyes saw two small bells.
Turn around, black face...
Got it, look for a little female cat for the teacher when there is no one around.
Because staying up late was harmful to his health, Wayne decided to stay up all night.
The result was not very good. As dawn approached, I had a brief nightmare and woke up with a fright.
It can also be said to be a hungry dream.
In the dream, he feasted and emptied one plate after another. He ate in an exaggerated manner, as if he was the reincarnation of a starving ghost. Some knew it was because of the curse, but others thought he was going to commit suicide by swallowing potatoes.
Next to him was William who was in a hurry, serving potatoes in different ways. Seeing that Wayne had eaten up all the food he cooked, he couldn't help but look shy and happy.
After waking up, Wayne raised his hands to cover his face. He thought about things day by day and dreamed about things at night. He understood the truth. It was understandable that he dreamed of being hungry, but why was it William? Isn't Monica's dishonorable?
Just as he was thinking about it, he heard the noise coming from the kitchen and was quite moved for a moment.
There is a saying that is right, gays may have bad intentions, but they all have a warm heart.
Take William for example. He looks like a violent maniac with a rough appearance, but he is actually gentle and kind. Whether it is the warm defensive magic or getting up before dawn to cook for him, it all proves that William is a kind person worthy of close friendship.
This person can handle it!
Wayne: (_)
Damn it, Wayne, calm down, he’s in the CPU!
Don't be fooled. Boys must always be vigilant in front of gay men and not give them the opportunity to take advantage of them and take advantage of them.
"Wayne, it's time to eat, but you still have to go out to do errands!" William shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Coming."
(End of chapter)