Only Bert in the middle had the most natural expression, after all, he had successfully met the other party yesterday.

"Hello, Dear Mr. Jackson, we meet again. ”

Bert put his left hand on his right chest, took off the low round hat on his head with his right hand, bowed slightly forward and nodded at the same time, a very gentlemanly salute.

Only then did I notice that all three of them were dressed decently, Chris and Bert were wearing black formal suits and top hats.

Bonnie wore her favorite yellow lace-trimmed ruffle dress, and wore a corset and skirt.

Obviously, Bert had greeted him in advance, to give enough politeness and respect to the Flame Skull guest in front of him.

"Good evening, Dear Mr. Jackson. The other two who reacted said.

Chris did the same as Bert, while Bonnie nodded with her legs slightly bent and her hands slightly on the sides of her skirt.

"Hahaha, two gentlemen and misses, my name is Barrow Jackson. Bert, I remember you, I didn't expect us to meet again so soon. Mr. Skeleton took off his non-existent top hat and bowed back.

"Yes, I would like to introduce you to my friends and family, Chris Simon and Bonnie Reid. Bert stretched out his hand and introduced.

"Mr. Barrow Jackson, are you from Hell, and how did you get here through ritual magic?"

After getting through the initial nervousness and fear, Bonnie saw that the flame skeleton in front of her was not only polite, but also humorous, so she dared to ask, after all, she has loved supernatural stories since she was a child.

"I'm from the underworld, which can also be said to be hell, but hell is only a small place in the underworld. ”

Barrow the Skeleton Man then replied:

"I was able to come here naturally because of this gentleman's ritual magic, which allowed me to hear the voices of those who needed them, allowing me to temporarily break the solid walls of the two realms and come here. But it's only 10 minutes in the human world, hahaha. ”

"So what do we have to pay you?" asked Bonnie.

"No, no, no, you don't have to give anything else. Barrow the Skeleton Man pointed to the spiritual materials on the table that had gradually been burned, "This gentleman has paid for the fragrance of these delicious flowers and plants, which you can't see in hell. ”

"Will we have a chance to visit the underworld in the future?" asked Bonnie curiously.

And Chris next to him was a black line, thinking, go to the underworld to play? I'm afraid I won't die if I don't die.

Sure enough, Barrow, the skeleton man, shook his flaming skeletal head and said:

"You don't have the strength to survive there, hahaha. ”

Chris was visibly relieved when he heard the answer, he was afraid that this Mr. Skeleton would say, hahaha, you are welcome to come and play at any time, and I will help take care of your souls after you accidentally lose your life.

Looking at the frustrated little girl, the empathetic Barrow continued:

"Don't be discouraged, sweet little girl, when you're all in Sequence 6, I can show you around my manor, hahaha. ”

"It's amazing!" The little girl exclaimed, "Mr. Jackson, what a kind and thoughtful gentleman! ”

And just like that, the ten-minute conversation passed quickly, and after saying goodbye, Barrow the Skeleton turned and walked into the door that was bubbling black flames.

After a few seconds, he disappeared with the gate, as if it had never existed.

"Hoo ......"

The three of them exhaled at the same time, after all, dealing with this otherworldly creature, but for the first time ever, it was clear that they were not as easy as they appeared to be.

Sometimes on such occasions, it is often Bonnie, the cute little girl, who makes the atmosphere of the conversation much more relaxed.

And it's often Bonnie who secretly controls the content and extent of the conversation so that both parties can enjoy it.

"Have you ever dealt with a creature like this before?" Chris's joked, "I wonder if your bladder contracted physiologically when you first saw him yesterday, it's really stressful." ”

Bert, who is a "listener", does not answer, because he knows that his answer will only worry the two people next to him.

As for Chris, although he has seen some non-human creatures since he was a child.

For example, he had seen spirit creatures since he was a baby, and now he knew that they might be messengers of some extraordinary beings, and the white-faced creatures that made him sick, and he could now guess that they were malicious ghosts, and the giant eyes on the crimson moon, and the old woman who was pregnant with a baby...... But Chris was still resistant.

In his previous life, he lived an ordinary life for so long, how could he suddenly become an adventurer who had the courage to explore and explore?

This is obviously impossible.

Compared with Bonnie and Bert, who were born and raised in this world, they are much braver, and it can be said that they are born with the spirit of not being afraid of death.

And what Oliver is most satisfied with about Chris is neither his talent nor his kindness, but precisely the kind of caution that is planted in his bones for the imperceptible.

You know, courage and adventurous spirit, this precious good quality is the root cause of the unnatural death and loss of control of most extraordinary people.

Because they rested too late last night, the three of them slept until eight o'clock this morning.

At this time, Chris was in the kitchen making corn oatmeal, and the blonde girl was clearly still immersed in the excitement and excitement of last night.

"What is the underworld like, you say? I think Mr. Jackson is a very gentleman, not at all as terrifying as it is in the supernatural novels. Bonnie asked.

"Maybe he's just paralyzing us?" Chris said, frying eggs.

"Probably not, after all, it is a ritual magic guarded by a contract, and after enjoying our sacrificial items, it should not take the risk of breaking the contract, because the consequences are serious. Bert, who was sitting on the couch and reading the morning paper, said.

That doesn't matter, Chris thought, and I'm afraid the extraordinaires who have gone through the breach won't have a chance to tell us.

"Anyway, haven't you ever thought about visiting the underworld together in the future? We can ask Mr. Jackson to be our guide. Bonnie pouted.

"Okay, I'll listen to you, and we'll go together when we're all in Sequence 6. Chris had no choice but to laugh.

I promised to talk about it first, maybe she forgot about it by then, and all the sequence 6, then it won't be the year of the monkey.

Bert, who was sitting on the sofa, shook his head helplessly, on this point, he and Chris agreed, after all, the underworld is not a fun place.

And when he arrived at other people's territory, there was no longer the gaze and restriction of the gods, and I didn't know if the skeleton Barrow would break his promise.

After breakfast, the three of them began to do their own things.

Chris sat in his study and began to continue his research on his control over individual magical elements. Expect to be able to arrange and combine different elements with each other to achieve their own goals.

And this is really a difficult thing to do, after all, this is beyond what he can do in this sequence.

However, Chris didn't know that he was just trying to get his separator to centrifuge the serum, which was 3,000 revolutions per minute.

This was not done simply by adjusting the diameter and length of the bowl, so Chris calculated the amount of power and speed he needed to increase while designing on the drawings how to make the diameter of the bowl smaller and the length longer.

Just when Chris had no clue for a day, Bonnie asked during dinner:

"Why don't we ask that Mr. Jackson tonight?"

The corners of Chris's mouth moved when he heard the voice, and he looked up at Bert with Bonnie.

"You ......" Bert wanted to say something, but looked at the pitiful eyes of the two, shook his head helplessly, and got up to go back to the house.

"Bert, you haven't said you already?" asked Bonnie in the back.

"I'll go back to the house and prepare today's ritual magic materials!"

......

At the same hour, but the crimson moonlight outside the study window tonight seems to be even more beautiful.

"Why do we have to do this ritual magic at this hour?" Bonnie said with Chris's "greedy money" as she looked at the time on her pocket watch.