After tearfully writing the three reviews, William abused the "little snake" again before passing through the fireplace and going to Chinatown.

At this time, it was already late, and Chinatown was lit up with red lanterns, and if it weren't for the fact that most of the pedestrians were blond and blue-eyed foreigners, there would have been a real feeling of returning to China.

William walked past the crowd and into Count D's pet shop, where an old woman had picked a spotted cat, and Count D signed a contract with a smile on his face and watched them leave.

When the old woman was gone, William walked up to Count D, sat down on the sofa, and said with a smile, "Earl, it seems that you have been doing a good business lately. ”

"That's because human greed is always relentless, isn't it?"

Earl D slowly curled his lips, his golden and purple eyes looked very mysterious in the light, he poured a cup of tea for William, sat down next to William, and said, "Archer has been talking about you lately, he knows that you are coming, I am afraid that you must be rushing this way now." ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw Ah Che push open the vermilion door and run towards William with an excited face.

"William, William, you're finally here!"

Ache threw himself on William, grabbed him by the shoulder, and said happily, "Let's go out and have fun, you don't know how boring those guys are, they either eat or sleep all day, it's really boring!" ”

"Ah Che, Ah Che, stop playing," William reluctantly pushed Ah Che away who was glued to him, and said solemnly, "It just so happens that I want to ask you for help with something." ”

"What's the matter?"

Ah Che pouted, leaned on the sofa where William was sitting, yawned, and said indifferently.

"Solve a curse," William finished speaking, telling Jack Sparrow about him, looking at Ache's solemn face, and asked, "Well, would you like to help?" ”

"I heard that demons are very powerful," Ah Che blinked, looked at William and nodded, and couldn't help but lick Yin Hong's lips, revealing a look of thirst and longing, "I don't know if it's good or not, if it's delicious, I'll go." ”

“······ I haven't eaten it either, but I think the higher the level of the demon, the tastier. ”

William twitched his lips and said seriously, "You must know that the higher the level, the stronger the magic power, maybe it will be like 'Tang monk meat', and the bite will be 'crunchy'." ”

"What kind of meat is 'Tang monk meat', is it delicious?"

Ah Che was instantly attracted by William's statement, he opened his round eyes and looked at William, his expression was a little puzzled, "I really want to hear this meat somewhere." ”

"Listen to the magical creatures of the East say, 'You can live forever if you eat Tang monk's meat'."

William coughed lightly and said unnaturally.

"Immortality?" After hearing this, Ah Che immediately abandoned it, "It's this kind of false news again, when it comes to immortality, I used to hear Western magical creatures say that you can live forever if you eat mermaid meat, but, you know, mermaid meat is sour and astringent, and it's not delicious at all." ”

Ah Che clicked his lips and said again with a nostalgic face, "Comparatively, human meat is more delicious, and it tastes like all kinds of flavors, I like the taste of 'fear' the most, especially the fear before death, it's just amazing!" ”

"Ahem"

Earl D covered his lips with his right hand and coughed lightly, Ah Che immediately seemed to think of something, wilted, and he looked at Earl D with a sad face, "Earl, I really just thought about it, and I didn't say I wanted to eat it." ”

"You know, human meat is so unhealthy that you will lose your hair if you eat it," said Earl D, as if recalling something terrible, with a nervous expression, "Do you remember what happened when I met you?" ”

"Of course I remember," said Ache, his face fell, and he still muttered, "Didn't you just eat a few people?" ”

"No, I mean, you've lost your hair," said Count D, as if he were talking about something horrible here, "it's horrible that such beautiful, immaculate fur has shed its fur!" ”

Seeing Count D's look at Archer with a look of "You don't care about such a big thing", William twitched.

"By the way, Earl, this is Headmaster Duppert, let me give it to you," William said, taking out the pass and handing it to Count D.

"Ah, that's great!"

Earl D was a little excited, he took the pass and watched it a few times, and almost danced with excitement, "It's amazing that I can finally meet those 'little cuties'!" ”

"Count, it seems that you really like those magical creatures," William couldn't help but sigh when he saw this.

"Because only they are real."

Count D put the pass away, and returned to its original mysterious elegance, he took a sip of tea, and his tone showed his love for animals and disgust for humans vividly.

It's no wonder that Principal Dippert was able to invite Count D, and I'm afraid he was aware of this and would do so.

William couldn't help but think.

After drinking tea for a while, William finally made sense of Ache and promised to take him to eat something delicious again.

Thinking of the last meal he invited to eat, William couldn't help but feel heartache for his small purse that had been quickly "slimmed down", but when he thought of something that could be settled with money, it was not a matter at all, so he didn't care about it anymore.

The next day.

After William had given the "little snakes" a lesson, he accompanied Count D on a half-day trip to the Forbidden Forest, so that he could walk through the fireplace and return to his room before sunset.

As soon as I entered the hallway, I heard the sound of "bumping" downstairs.

Three gunshots rang out in a row, which made William stunned for a while, and he nervously "teleported" downstairs. However, the scene in Sherlock's room made him twitch.

"Hey, Sherlock, what are you doing, Aunt Hudson will be nagging again when she sees it."

William watched Sherlock lying lazily on the couch, looking bored and shooting at the man who had drawn on the wall, speechless.

"You say, did the London crime traffickers go on vacation? Why didn't they all sin? ”

Sherlock said, firing another shot at the wall, his face full of boredom.

"I don't know if they're on a group vacation, I just know that if you don't clean up this place, Watson will come back in a while, and you're going to use his gun again."

William shrugged and was about to turn away when he found Watson back.

"Are you all right, I think I heard a gunshot."

Before Watson got home, he heard the faint sound of gunfire coming from inside, he had served on the battlefield and was very sensitive to the sound of gunfire.

"It's okay, it's just that Sherlock is bored."

William shrugged and said it was fine.

"Okay," Watson looked helplessly at Sherlock lying on the couch and turned to go to the kitchen, "Is there anything to eat?" I'm starving. ”

Watson opened the refrigerator, a head was facing him, he was stunned for a moment, took a deep breath, and said to Sherlock helplessly, "You put a head in the refrigerator." ”

"Or I'm going to put it there?"

Sherlock didn't raise his head, and his tone was still very lazy.

"That's a head!"

Watson accentuated.

"yes, I just went to the hospital today to get it, it's fresh."

Sherlock still didn't look up.

Seeing Watson's sullen face, William sighed, walked over and patted Watson on the shoulder, and said, "Watson, go to my room, I still have some food." ”

"Oh, William, I really don't know how to thank you."

Watson looked grateful.

"Then don't thank you," William said with a smile, then turned to Sherlock, who was still lying on the bed, and said, "Do you want to be together, Sherlock?" ”

"Bring me a cup of tea," Sherlock said, and continued to mumble to himself, moaning innocently, "Ah, it's disgusting to be so quiet and peaceful." ”

Seeing this, William shrugged and took Watson to his room.

"Oh, you look so clean here."

Watson sat on the couch, looking at the rooms that were obviously the same, but obviously much different, and couldn't help but lament, "When will Sherlock not fix the problem of things being messed up?" ”

"I think it's going to be difficult."

William took some bread, jam, and milk from the fridge, and some snacks from the cupboard, and put them on the table.

"It's a little cold, I'll go pour you a cup of hot tea."

William said, went to the kitchen to make another pot of hot tea, brought a cup to Watson, and took another pot downstairs to serve Sherlock.

"Sherlock, I ······"

Before William's words were finished, he heard something flying quickly towards him, William was stunned, quickly threw down the tea tray, threw Sherlock who was still lazily lying on the sofa to the ground, pressed it under him, and added an "isolation charm" to himself.

Almost at the same time, I heard a "bump" and exploded.

The glow of fire enveloped the room for a moment, perhaps because the point of the explosion was not here, and the flames only burned flammable items such as curtains on the walls, and many items fell due to the vibration.

When the tremors passed, Sherlock's eyes lit up and pushed William away, looking excitedly at the burning walls, broken windows, and broken objects, and couldn't help but be excited.

"Hey, Sherlock don't go over there," William grabbed Sherlock and wouldn't let him go to the window, "I don't know why it exploded, and if it's a bomb, what if there's a second one." ”

"Maybe it's going to be a funny case."

After Sherlock finished speaking, he heard Watson hurriedly come down from the stairs and look at the two nervously, "Are you two okay?" ”

"We're fine."

William saw that Sherlock had rushed downstairs impatiently, and shook his head at Watson.

Watson saw that although the clothes of the two were a little untidy, they were very intact, so he was relieved.

"I don't know what's going on on the other side."

Watson said, walking downstairs with William, and as soon as he went out, he saw that the fire truck had arrived, ready to put out the fire.

Sherlock, on the other hand, squeezed out of the crowd of onlookers.

"Sherlock, why are you back?"

William couldn't help but ask when he saw Sherlock's bored face.

"It's just an explosion, it's really boring."

Sherlock shrugged and turned back to his room.

"Maybe something big has happened, Sherlock."

William was about to go in with Sherlock when he saw a car and slowly stopped in front of the door.