Chapter 7 Need to pay more!
Lei Si humbly led Xia Xiu to a two-story house. He smiled awkwardly at Xia Xiu and said:
"Master Stephen is here, he is generally I'm here all day long, I..."
Xia Xiu glanced at him, and he naturally knew what Lei Si was embarrassed about. The other party knew that he was a thaumaturge, and knew that only the leaders who were also thaumaturges could fight Xia Xiu, so Lei Si would lead the way for Xia Xiu without hesitation.
If an ordinary person had beaten him, he would have called his brothers to fight with him.
Lei Si believed that his fellow thaumaturge leader would definitely be able to defeat this young boy, but in the final analysis, this kind of behavior of being the leader was still very embarrassing.
"Thank you."
After Xia Xiu said to Lei Si, he walked straight to the door. He turned the doorknob. The door was unlocked, so he opened the door and walked in.
Xia Xiu's too direct behavior made Lei Si standing outside the door stunned, and then he went in. It’s not like he’s staying here now or not leaving, his whole person is a bit more relaxed.
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The house looked extremely dark, and the curtains beside the windows were all drawn. The light-blocking effect of these curtains was very good, and the light outside was filtered by the curtains and seemed particularly weak.
Xia Xiu looked through the dim light at a painting hanging in the center of the room. It was a life-size standing painting of a figure.
The painting shows a man wearing a white wig and formal clothes. The man put his right hand into the button seam of his coat, and held a ceremonial sword in his left hand. He had a pair of sharp eyes, and he was staring ahead with those sharp eyes.
Xia Xiu came to the painting, politely took off his hat, nodded slightly and said:
"Good afternoon, Mr. Stephen."
Silence fell.
The whole room was still quiet, while Xia Xiu stood quietly in front of the portrait, eyes slightly squinted.
One minute.
Two minutes.
Five minutes later, Stephen in the portrait spoke.
"Boy, what do you want from me?"
Stephen in the portrait took his hand out of the seam of his clothes, then stretched out his hand from the edge of the painting, and he pulled out a chair out of thin air. He sat on the chair, raised his head and asked the young man with blond hair and golden eyes in front of him.
“Three Portlands are about to join the Fog City.”
“Oh.”
“Luyuan has started a new round of recruitment.”
"Hmm."
"I want you to recommend me to Deer Garden."
"Oh."
Stephen raised his eyebrows, and then spoke in a frivolous tone Said:
"As a gang member, how am I qualified to recommend students to Luyuan? I see that your boy has a very good bone structure. Those owls should be holding envelopes in front of you and inviting you to join." of Deer Garden”
"The spirit consciousness will not send instructions to people with pedigrees." Xia Xiu looked at Stephen's playful eyes and continued:
"The municipal government of San Portland is organized on the mayor-council model. , the three-Portland City Council exercises unified legislative and enforcement functions and is supervised by the mayor. The City Council is a unicameral institution whose members are elected by the city and adopts a single transferable voting mechanism to achieve proportional representation. ”
As Xia Xiu's sentences progressed, Stephen's eyes gradually turned gloomy from the playful look at the beginning.
“Furthermore, Three Portlands is one of the few cities that allows ghosts to vote——”
锵——The knife came out of its sheath, Stephen didn’t know when he left the painting When he came out, the thin sword in his hand was pressed against Xia Xiu's Adam's apple. As long as he moved his hand forward, blood would spurt out.
"Mr. Stephen, be careful."
Xia Xiu raised his hands and chuckled at Stephen, while Stephen stared at Xia Xiu coldly and said to him:
“You know that I am a ghost, and you also know that I am from San Portland. You seem to know more things.”
The reason why Xia Xiu knows about Stephen is because he was responsible for the foggy city in his previous life. The area is responsible for issuing job-changing NPCs who have transferred to Deer Court's lineage tasks. Stephen was originally a ghost councilor of Deer Court. Later, he learned that Colin Creevey, the sixth chairman of the Clock Tower, had created a unique thaumaturgy of portrait manifestation. , so I came to Wudu from Luyuan to study.
Images are manifested through spells and potions.
Whether it's a photo or a painting, the Clock Tower's thaumaturge can animate it with magic. Even those taken by Colin Creevey with his ordinary camera were able to magically activate such photos - as long as he used the right potion on them.
The more you invest, the more realistic the portrait will be. Many families in the Clock Tower have begun to consciously create this kind of manifestation portrait, because this kind of portrait is convenient for spreading their inheritance.
With further research on this thaumaturgy, the thaumaturgy discovered that the portrait technology can also retain ghosts, and ghosts can travel freely through the portraits, and it is easier to observe the etheric ocean from the ghosts in the portraits.
It is simply in perfect compliance with the three laws of thaumaturgy.
Stephen left Deer Garden and came to Fog City because he was interested in portrait thaumaturgy. He should have been studying new technologies in the Clock Tower.
Unfortunately, he himself is a ghost who cannot bear loneliness, so he always wants to have some fun. So for fun, he joined the Blanc gang.
At this time, Stephen's rapier slightly pierced the skin of Xia Xiu's throat, and tiny blood beads condensed on the tip of the sword. Stephen looked at Xia Xiu sharply, if Xia Xiu didn't give him There is a reason not to kill him, or the reason is not sufficient, then the next scene will be the blood spurt session.
"Mr. Stephen..."
Xia Xiu shrugged helplessly, then light appeared in his left hand, and the red book floated on his left hand.
Stephen looked at Xia Xiu's left hand, then he seemed to feel something, and immediately took back the rapier, and then looked at Xia Xiu with an unusually disgusted look. The look in his eyes was as if Xia Xiu was a dirty thing - everyone who saw him had to stay away.
"It turns out that he is a cub of the Kingdom of Heaven, which is unlucky. You better not die here. I don't want to be labeled as a heretic by Eden, the think tank of the Kingdom of Heaven, and then become the prey of the Gray Knight inexplicably."< br>
"I am still a newcomer, and I am at the bottom of the "Book of Life" sequence in the think tank." Xia Xiu said with a shy smile.
Who the hell are you pretending to be innocent about? None of the cubs in heaven are good, especially the guy with squinting eyes. Stephen glanced at this despicable squinty-eyed brat with disdain.
“The Red Book of the Kingdom of Heaven, shouldn’t people like you go to the Knights of the Temple, the Tribunal or the Burial Institution? Why do you come to me like this and beg me for it? How about going to Luyuan?" Stephen then sneered at Xia Xiu.
Because I ride in two boats, I am afraid that if I find out, I will be torn into pieces. Xia Xiu secretly muttered in his heart, but on the surface he said with a cryptic expression:
"Of course there is a reason for me to do this."
"Oh, then why should I recommend a person with a good heart? Unscrupulous people go to my alma mater..."
"Thirty thousand central coins"
Stephen said angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about? Does money betray people from their alma mater? ”
"Add ten thousand"
"Luyuan is my youth! All my knowledge was cultivated by her. How can you be so contemptuous of my relationship with my alma mater!"
< br>“So——”
“You have to pay more!”
(End of this chapter)