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didn't know that he was caught in a strange cycle called the chain of suspicion, and in the end, Li Shunsheng still sent the black tea that he had done his hands and feet over.

"Huh?"

Reizen frowned.

"What's wrong?"

"It seems that some strange smell has mixed in, is it an illusion?"

Oh my God, Li Shunsheng's heartbeat exploded at this moment, and he felt like there were ten million saki dancing and trampling in his high heels in his chest.

The little devil has made a lot of calculations, but he didn't count that there is a second doctor in Gensokyo here, second only to the Eternal Pavilion Conscience Lingxian of the Eight Meanings Yonglin Medical Skills, and her understanding of the smell nature of the drug is that no one dares to call it the second, of course, the first is still to be given to the beloved master craftsman.

What to do will be discovered?

If the fluctuations in one's heart can be played into music, it will definitely surpass all the ghost animal songs and become a world-famous song, healing.

Worried, extremely worried.

Even Remi, who was condescending from the top of the steps, frowned dissatisfiedly.

It's too rude, it's so embarrassing to behave so badly in front of his guests, and he must be fined his salary at the time, well, according to Meiling's standards, he will be punished every fifty years.

Because Sakuya hasn't reported someone's death at the door, the option of humanitarian destruction hasn't appeared in the eldest lady's mind, but Li Shunsheng definitely can't hide from the first day of junior high and can't hide from fifteen, Sakuya has a memory that doesn't match the identity of a human being, and it's impossible to forget it in such a short time.

However, as if it was providence, the little devil was under the product of Pachouli's failed alchemy, and Lingxian specialized in herbalogy, and if he changed to the more sophisticated Eight Intentions Yonglin, he would definitely find it, but this alchemy powder involving metals and ores did not arouse Lingxian's suspicions in the end.

Maybe it's because of the Red Devil's special cup?

It was heard that Remilia had a penchant for adding blood to black tea, so it was not a strange thing to use some other materials to make a cup, and finally Reisen let down her vigilance and took a sip gently, the aroma of which permeated her lips and teeth.

It's delicious, it's really delicious, even if she doesn't have as much tea tasting experience as Remilia, Reisen still uses the most direct thing - intuition, to feel the beauty of this cup of black tea, the taste is mellow, the stamina is very strong, and even evokes the beautiful memories of the moon in the past.

I was well taken care of by my parents since I was a child.,Growing up with my childhood sweetheart.,Love......

Wait, where did the mass-produced moon rabbit come from, and how to fall in love with the moon rabbit as a mother!

Instantly awakened from the beautiful illusion, cold sweat broke out on Lingxian's forehead, even she had this reaction with such a strong drug resistance, and the hallucination induction of this black tea has reached a realm that no special medicine in the outside world can do.

"Master, you've hurt me."

What is the result of giving this kind of confusing people's memories as a gift to others, Reizen imagines that it is not an exaggeration to say that her behavior is to seek money and kill people, after all, speaking of badness, this kind of subtle tampering with other people's memories is as annoying as directly killing the door.

There are also many by-products of the research of Bayi Yonglin, and everything is well preserved, and the approximate use is determined according to the characteristics it exhibits.

It's not just medical, civilian, and military classifications, but it's so accurate that it's maddening, and it's very common to see what is special for serious and dying experiments, for young and strong volunteers, and some of the classifications that make people feel hairy when they see it.

And this black tea of Reizen is taken out from the 50,000-year-old birthday special gift for Yakumo Purple in the exclusive special edition of the category of wrinkles that do not increase or decrease.

This is a big feud, right, there is definitely a big feud, right, I knew that I should have thought of it, there is a grimace drawn by Her Royal Highness the princess on that cabinet, what kind of good thing will this kind of thing be.

I had heard a long time ago that the two principals of the Eternal Pavilion were at odds with Yakumo Zi, but I didn't expect that I had already taken care of the aspect of gift-giving, and it was very likely that this childish style was cultivated by the princess who was afraid that the world would not be chaotic.

The problem is that because of Reizen's actions, he hasn't reached Yakumo Purple yet, and his side is about to suffer.

Reisen, who was staring at Remilia nervously, did not see the expected faux pas, and also fell into an illusion, and Remi just closed her eyes and said nothing, as if she were a sculpture.

"Fran."

In the end, all the illusions turned into a name for my sister.

Reizen's conjecture is completely wrong, although this black tea has an element of illusion, but the correct statement should be to induce into the fantasy of the good past, any conscious individual will have regret for the past, all the unwillingness and regret in the power of time have turned into a useless roar of the weak.

All the effects of Bayi Yonglin's black tea are to send out this unwillingness again, and then fill it in, the sweetest thing in the world is not the taste but the memory.

What flashed in Remi's mind was that Fran had never gained that ominous ability, and the happy days of living with herself and her parents who had not yet passed away were beautiful, beautiful to the point of falsehood, but Remi loved it.

"It's really a great thing, not only the taste, but even the effect is so magical, maybe next time I'll have to ask Bayi Yonglin for some."

Remilia looked very satisfied.

Yes, how could Lingxian think of something that Bayi Yonglin couldn't think of, giving gifts is for gifts, and if it is really an illusion, the classification should be assassination.

However, the communication between Lingxian and Remilia did not affect Li Shunsheng, his eyes have been staring closely at the ** temple, ready to see what his luck is, but to his surprise, the ** temple just put the black tea aside very casually and did not drink it directly.

And his rude behavior happened to be ignored because the eldest lady was intoxicated in the memory, and the ** temple, which looked like an ascetic, had no intention of drinking it at all.

What to do?

Li Shunsheng was a little anxious, in the case of not knowing which cup was poisonous, there was only a fifty percent probability of hitting, but if he didn't drink it, it would be one hundred percent and would not hit, what would happen to the beautiful boy with facial paralysis in a complete state when he entered the Red Devil Pavilion, this picture was too beautiful for him to look at.

So he spoke.

"What's the matter, isn't black tea appetizing?"

Pick it up, and get it directly on the table, although he has been jokingly called a fool by the little devil, but Li Shunsheng is also a little smart, at this juncture of crisis, he finally found the IQ flashpoint that occurs once in a century.

Sure enough, because of her love for black tea, Lei Mi looked at it directly, and was a little dissatisfied that she didn't drink it, but she didn't like people who were dissatisfied with black tea, and her displeasure was also sent to Li Shunsheng, who provoked the conflict.

In the real sense, he hurt himself a thousand times and injured eight hundred, and he wanted to use his expression to show his fear of a "good life" for a few days, but for now, he still had to use a serious expression to disguise it.

The little devil is not wrong to look at people, Li Shunsheng has no heart and lungs, and there is naturally no burden when performing.

So what will the ** temple that was forced to the cliff choose?

The answer is to drink it straightforwardly, with a technique that is not inferior to that of the eldest lady, no, the level of proficiency and nobility is still above the research of Remi, and the full use of action shows that this is just that he doesn't want to drink, it's not that he can't drink.

"Forget it, although the action is very professional, but it can be seen that you don't like black tea, so why waste it. Sakuya! “

"Yes, Miss."

"Take him to Patchouli."

It's him, not them, the only one who goes to learn magic is the ** temple, and the Lingxian who is far more obvious than the ** temple is very wise not to follow, although Patchouli will definitely not teach anything like the secret of the bottom of the box, but magic is not something that everyone can hear.

Reisen, who didn't have any need for this, spared the trouble and obediently stayed, ready to help prepare for the banquet in the evening.

Hey, why haven't you had a seizure yet, is it really a mistake?

Li Shunsheng was constantly scratching his ears and cheeks, very anxious about the result, but the little devil who left in a hurry did not say any details, whether the manifestation of laxatives was acute or chronic, whether his face would turn blue or pale, and there was no basis for judgment It was completely impossible to see who drank it.

"Ah, the little devil seems to have something to do with me."

Li Shunsheng, who was about to discuss with his comrade-in-arms Little Devil again, disappeared in place and ran towards the underground library at a speed of 100 meters.

The basement of the Red Devil Pavilion is not damp, and the enchantment constructed by magic perfectly controls the moisture content in the air, although the magic guide book is not afraid of mold, but it is always better to have less water, not to mention that there are some ordinary books here.

The Bavaru Magic Library claims to have a million magic books, which is of course an exaggeration, and there are not so many magic books that can be called magic books from ancient times to the present, and many of them are Pache himself's own papers and manuscripts.

Speaking of the dark Red Devil Pavilion, the main hall has already done it with a dark tone, so there is nothing uncomfortable with **Temple here, and even because of the need to read books, the underground library is brighter than the Red Devil Pavilion on the ground.

The lights built by the magic elements float in the air, the wind elves invisibly and silently disperse the dust in the air, and the vast magic enchantment provides them with inexhaustible magic power.

If his share is rain, then here is the ocean, and the rain can't even turn up a little wave when it falls into it.

The power that is so terrifying that it can turn over the land of Gensokyo is well bound together, orderly, and obediently obeyed.

This is the most terrifying enchantment he saw in Gensokyo, the one in the Eternal Pavilion is too hidden, even he only has a vague concept, and even the enchantment set up by Shouya Shrine in the first place to strip the godhead is far from being so powerful.

Looks like you can find a good teacher.

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