Knock, knock, knock.

"Can I come in?"

Interestingly, Hewen realized that he hadn't knocked on someone's door for a long time, but he was often visited.

"It's coming! It's coming!"

The door was pulled open inward.

"Please come in, please come in, the house is a little messy, please forgive me. ”

The master nodded and waved his transparent right hand, then walked towards the house with the lower half of the human body.

"Welcome, welcome, this is the first time I've had a guest visit since I got this house. ”

Hewen said to the strange creatures that floated behind the scenes and the lower half of Sgate's body:

"Where, where, I am uninvited, and I hope that Mr. can be more tolerant. ”

Because Kelly's body is more than half and Sgate's body is only half, the two don't fit so well, and the owner only has one right hand, and there is no part of the head that humans call it.

Although it walks on two human legs, two long, feminine feet float behind the curtain on the right side of its hips, and it has three membranous wings on its right back.

There was a large pool of blood in the center of the living room.

Looking at the red liquid dripping from the body of the owner of the house, it is not difficult to guess the source of this pool of blood.

The host said apologetically:

"It's a bit of a rush, there's not much time to dress up, and the guests won't mind. ”

Herwin smiled and said:

"Of course not, I appreciate you taking the time to entertain me. ”

The headless body let out a laugh:

"After all, are you my first guest? But then again, I don't know your name or why you're here. ”

Herwin leaned his head forward slightly, and saw that the cut in the shoulder of the giant plankton still had a small amount of fluorescence, and there was no swimming halo in his body.

"Are you hurt?"

The headless man just chuckled twice:

"I know I might be mistaken about what I look like, but I've looked the way I have been since I was born, and it's not a scar, it's the way I am.

"The guest hasn't answered my question yet?"

Hervin says:

"My name is Hevendelenge, and I'm here to hunt an evil spirit, and I don't know ...... headless."

"Sir, I am male. ”

"I wonder if Mr. Headless knows where that demon is?"

The headless man flapped the crystal clear wings behind him:

"You mean Mr. Stickman? Mr. Stickman, someone is looking for you!"

In a few moments, a small stickman flew out of the kitchen, and it was wearing an apron, with miniature cotton gloves in both hands, and holding a small iron tray.

The tray has eight cookies on top, three of which are the largest, two are medium in size, and three are the smallest.

The stickman grinned and said:

"I just went to take a cookie test and I don't have anything ready to entertain at home. ”

He divided the cookies between the headless man, Herwen and himself, the largest and the smallest one between the headless man, and Hervin and the stickman of different sizes.

Herwin looked down, and the cookies on the plate were looking at him with terrified eyes.

Each cookie has a smaller human mouth and eyes, and while it's not sure if they're able to eat, they're at least capable of expressing emotions.

All the cookies have a look of fear, with one exception.

That's the big cookie on the headless man's plate.

Big Cookie looked at the headless man with a very complicated gaze.

stickman says:

"Enjoy, my cookie baking skills are still very good, and the heat control is just right. ”

As he spoke, he picked up a small cookie and threw it into his mouth, drawing a beautiful parabola.

There was a subtle scream as the cookie flew through the air, but when the stickman swallowed him and chewed it slowly, the scream disappeared.

"It's delicious, you can taste it too. The stickman looked at the two expectantly.

The headless man picked up a small cookie and threw it directly at the broken shoulder, and with the scream of the cookie, the fluorescence exploded, and the cookie disappeared.

Headless Man says:

"I haven't introduced myself yet, my name is Skye Wai. ”

Hewen glanced at the stickman's wall and showed an interesting expression:

"Is there a relationship between the two?"

The headless man waved his hand and explained:

"We don't have anything to do with each other, I have a beautiful lady in my heart. ”

Herwin asked:

"Who?"

The headless man said wistfully:

"It's a young woman named Kelly, she's beautiful, and my only dream in life is to be able to marry her, and then follow her to her favorite city, and then do a simple job, and watch the sunrise and sunset every day alternate between busy and leisurely, and watch the children grow up little by little, mature, and independent, and then we are buried in the same place, and we meet again in the underworld. “

Herwin sighed:

"It's a beautiful vision, but have you ever wondered what to do if she rejects you?"

The stickman also turned his head to look at him.

The headless man's body trembled with excitement, and he repeated mechanically as if he was stuck:

"Refuse, refuse, refuse, refuse, reject ......"

The stickman floated behind him and patted him on one shoulder:

"He's just a kid, and the neural network isn't very well built, so it's easy to have this kind of small problem. ”

The stickman picked up the large biscuit and placed it above the broken shoulder of the headless man.

The face of a male human suddenly and slowly pours out from the fracture between the shoulders and the waist, but the human is still made of the same transparent material as the upper body, like a human pressing his face against the transparent membrane.

Then he swallowed the cookie in one gulp, and slowly retracted into his body like a sinking whale.

The stickman said enthusiastically to Hervin:

"Please try my cookies. ”

Hervin refused:

"Though they are all full of evil, they are not yet so evil that they will be chewed alive, and the screams of that young man in your mouth pierces my eardrums. ”

But the stickman still insisted on begging Hervin to eat the cookies baked by the White family:

"Are you looking down on my ability to cook?, Mr. Hervendelenga, I want you to at least respect the fruits of my labours. ”

Hervin says:

"I'm sorry, I really don't want this kind of food. ”

The stickman shook his head in disappointment:

"It seems that I still didn't choose the ingredients, I know a place where there are three young human women, and a little shapeshifter girl, all of them are chocolate-flavored, you know that there are very few Malkinis on Orlance, and I think I can make a chocolate cake with them. ”

Hervin replied:

"I have a better suggestion. ”

Stickman's eyes are shining:

"What?"

"I know there's a weak demon who lost to Odin roaming the city, and I think you can wear it from start to finish and make it into a kebab, what do you think?"

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