Although Griffith's disguise technique is exquisite, it can only deceive normal people and some masters who don't have much experience or bonuses visually, but for those who are real disguise masters, or people who are very discerning, it is easy to expose. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Of course, Griffith, who has a somewhat perfectionist personality, will not allow this kind of thing, he is a person who hides in the shadows, at least until his strength is fully grown, and he does not intend to be found out as a living target.

So Griffith borrowed a piece of 'mattresse' skin with the causal skin accumulated in this winter and a spring, so that he could change his face at will.

The so-called 'mattress is actually a creature that can communicate with the seventh dimensional space, and its ontological strength is so-so, but the 'transfiguration' ability can even blind the demons who have opened the eyes of the sky.

The 'mattresses' ability to disguise is innate, or it is closely related to their ability to communicate with the seventh dimension.

As we all know, the entire universe is composed of countless dimensions, the first dimension is points, line segments, the second dimension is a plane, the third dimension is space, and the fourth dimension is time...... And so on, and in the seventh dimension there is the form of matter or something called the atomic state.

Beings in the second dimension - the plane can arbitrarily shuttle through line segments or points, which realizes the movement in the plane. In the third place, the life of space, can move freely between points, line segments, and even planes, which realizes the movement in space.

When you reach the fourth dimension of life, you can move in time, which is called traveling through time and space, and live between the past and the future.

In the seventh dimension, the arrangement of atoms, the structure of molecules, and even the composition of proteins, and even the morphology of objects, all become variables. That is to say, the outward form of a creature becomes something vague and changeable, which gives life in that dimension the possibility of fundamentally infinite change.

The life of the seventh dimension is often mixed with humans or animals, changing forms, and rising and dying with the changes of civilization, because of the extreme and fundamental means of change, almost no one can detect them, so they are relatively safe.

Of course, relative safety is not absolute safety, Griffith traveled around the world, once came across a pile of 'mattresse' dry bones, on which he collected a 'mattresse' skin, and did many unknown things.

Unfortunately, the skin was lost during the Last War, so Griffith did not inherit the skin that was coveted by many of the Great Demons.

However, the time point where Hua Ye was before the final battle, and he still had that 'mattress' skin on his body, and Griffith spent some causal points, and it was no problem to borrow it from there.

With the advancement of science and technology, there are more and more strange habits and problems of human beings.

Griffith radiates outward from the location of Kira's house, responding to those who seek cause and effect, but many of the requests are strange, making the big demons who are used to seeing strange things feel crying and laughing.

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Not far from Kira's house, a small shop opened in the spring of the following year. The room is old and the store style is quaint, so there are basically no customers.

The owner of the shop is a guy with a hidden head and a head full of strange thoughts, and he feels like a scumbag-covered lewd uncle, who has opened a strange and awkward little shop with no known role far from his wife's hometown.

The old house is not imposing, and the roof of the house has been unrepaired all year round with weeds. Winter has passed, and the withered yellow grass stems on the roof have taken root and sprouted again, showing greenery, but it does not give people the slightest sense of prosperity.

'Diannaqibo', this is the name of the small shop, and it sounds a little out of place with the old decoration. The oddly named shop, 'Sitting North and Facing South', is often facing away from the sun, shrouded in a lush shadow.

The above is probably Kira's personal impression of that small shop, he is a person who believes in ghosts and gods, and many times, there will be some strange associations.

In fact, Kira has been curious about this shop for a long time, and as the titular 'owner' of Kira Manshiya, he can always see many different places.

For example, the small shop that has been closed for a long time will suddenly turn on the lights at night and never go out all night. Or the shouts and laughter of old women could be heard from between the door panels, but they could not be heard closely.

On closer inspection, when the old-fashioned and old penetrate and deepen the impression, it seems that even the wooden doors painted with red copper paint are covered with copper stench.

The existence of things in the world has its purpose, and the existence of the store is to welcome customers.

At dusk, when the geese were still in their nests, Kira would occasionally see a gray-haired old man walking with a trembling hunched back, or a greasy and pot-bellied gentleman, or even a pregnant woman, knocking on the old door and entering the cold and gloomy room that Kira had imagined.

As the days went on, the number of people who entered the shop increased and increased—men, women, children, and old men, and the little shop shrouded in shadows slowly gathered these completely unrelated people together and stirred them into a great mystery.

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When life slowly deteriorates, when happiness becomes a castle in the air, those once seemingly unbreakable vows and alliances become sand sculptures after being exposed to the sun, becoming loose and crumbling, and can no longer withstand even the slightest bit of waste.

When he got up in the morning, Griffith put water in the basin, wrung out the dark yellow leather handkerchief that had been soaked overnight, and applied it to his face like a mask.

At seven o'clock in the morning, Griffith straightened the chain ring of tiny rings that he wore on his index finger and went out.

The skin of the 'mattress skin' can change its structure at the atomic level, and it can easily transform into another person or thing. But there is only one piece of 'mattress skin' in Griffith's hand, which can't support much change, but it can just cover the face and change the face.

So, half an hour later, Griffith sat on his knees at the table in a milky white Yuyun and sipped tea, and the black pulped jujube wood table was filled with sandalwood, and an artistic conception called 'Zen' reverberated in the small room.

The big demon's eyes were half-open and half-boxed, as if he was staring at the woman on the other side of the table with the whites of his eyes, his face was dazzling moon-white, and the halo reflected under the oil lamp was nine points similar to the face of Hua Ye who didn't know where he was.

Griffith, who was in the small shop, now looks exactly what he was before the fall of the Great Demon, and after using the 'mattress', he naturally became like this.

He was now sitting in the hut of the temple, and listened to the whispering of the woman in front of him, the flickering and beeping of the candlelight, and it was not long before he heard the woman's low choking.

"At that time, we were all in Yangcheng, working together in Ronghua and doing marketing management together.

I just started working in '06 and didn't know anything about business, he had been working for a few years at the time, and to me, he was a kind senior.

In my first year on the job, I was assigned to that person as a newcomer. I still remember that time, others were very gentle, careful in their work, and took care of me.

I did something wrong, and the leader blamed me, so he was willing to be trained and silently sheltered me from the wind and rain...... He also said that he would like me, and I was very happy to hear that...... He clearly said he was going to marry my ......"

The woman had already cried and put on her makeup when she said this, and she was so immersed in the once sweet memories that she couldn't help but shrug her shoulders out of control.

Griffith sat still in the flickering light, poking his lower eyelid with his finger, his expression seemed a little sleepy, so he lifted his cuffs and covered his mouth with a hidden yawn.

"But everything has changed, he doesn't love me anymore, I can feel that he doesn't love me anymore...... The way he looks at me, the way he looks at me...... Nothing is right...... He doesn't love me anymore......"

The woman's expression took an abrupt turn here, the expression on her cheeks became angular, and an emotion called 'vicious' filled the air like smoke, so she continued:

"That woman, that woman who ruined everything for me...... That vixen, she took everything from me......"

Perhaps the voice was a little sharp, but Griffith, who was not in good spirits, nodded his head and woke up, then pursed his mouth and echoed, "Bad woman......"

"Why did he take everything from me, does she know what it means to share weal and woe, has she experienced the days of mutual affection, can she just rely on her good looks to deny our past and trample on all my efforts?! …… No way!! I'm not reconciled, why can I easily have what I got after a lot of hard work because of my good looks, what is she Deng Jiajia, is she a **** who sells her skin......

Doesn't he like the appearance of this ****, doesn't he like to judge people by their appearance, haha, it's so good! I let you ruin that **** appearance, so that she can see that she is ugly and dirty in the mirror at the first glance when she gets up every day, I see how she still seduces men, I see how he still loves her!! ”

The big demon with a clear face and a bewitching face sat upright, applauded with a serious expression, and said through gritted teeth:

"Handsome men and beautiful women must die."

After these extreme words came out, it was the woman with a resentful face who was taken aback, she squeaked and whined for a long time with a red face, perhaps because she felt that she was a beauty or because she liked handsome men, and finally corrected:

"Ahem...... Not everyone who looks good deserves ......"

Griffith glanced at the other party with a serious expression, his expression was a little bitter and hateful, he scratched his head with his fingers, looking a little confused:

"Is that so......"

"Uh...... Probably......"

After that, Griffith took out an antique date-black wooden box, and he covered his sleeves and split the wooden box in two to reveal the pale silver scroll lying in the center of the box.

The handsome boss of the temple smiled and took out the scroll with one hand, and spread it out in front of the woman with a wave of his sleeves, like a beautiful picture full of temptation.

"Let's sign it."