The door of the Dream Pavilion is hidden, where does the wind come from? Damn it? - She didn't see any ghosts!!

So! This eerie wind and eerie atmosphere? What's going on?

Ding Guling was confused, and looked ahead with a blazing and cold gaze. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Sorry, I'm sorry for you." The young man opened his mouth, pure and mellow English spat out of his mouth, and with his blonde hair and blue eyes, he was taller than Ding Guling a head taller, and there was no sense of disobedience.

It's just that speaking an outside language on the realm of my rabbit makes Ding Guling stunned for a moment. Do you understand what he means?

Well, for the sake of the other party having a foreign face, let's speak English in English!

As a demon who has only knowledge, ideals, ideas, and has lived for hundreds of years, she certainly knows English.

Her English was at the end of the Qing Dynasty, when the Eight-Nation Alliance had not yet invaded my rabbit, and the foreigner with blue eyes and high nose had just appeared in Middle-earth, and she was curious and enthusiastic to invite the foreigner to church.

The old godfather who taught her English at that time has been dead for I don't know how many years now, and I'm afraid I can't even find the bones.

"You are?" Coughing, moistening his throat, Ding Guling changed into English, and looked pale ((⊙o⊙) Oh! The foreigner's skin is already white, and Ding Guling didn't think much about the abnormal whiteness of the young man. The young man asked curiously.

"Oh! My name is Calenda. Thomas. From the United States. The young man introduced himself enthusiastically, and his deep eyes and colors looked beautiful. The voice was a little weak, probably caused by excessive blood loss.

Ding Guling answered, looking the young man up and down. After a few seconds, she let out a sigh and invited the young man to sit down on the couch. As for the mess all over the ground, she simply ignored it.

If there was no one, she could have used spell recovery at all, but for now. When there are guests, she will never scare the other party.

First to give the other party a simple healing, she took out the list of visits given by the candle from the drawer, sat down opposite Thomas, and quickly read the contents with her eyes intently.

"I'm Ding Guling, the owner of Yimeng Pavilion, are you here for yourself or for someone else?" Ding Guling asked, the above content only said that there was such a person, and did not elaborate on the purpose and content of the mission. Even after reading it once, Ding Guling still didn't know his purpose.

"For myself." The young man replied, looking at her with deep eyes, not knowing that the two had met for the first time, and thought that they were looking at their lover again?

He covered his injured arm in a cold sweat, and he didn't even snort.

"I'll take you to the hospital first! We're signing a contract to heal the wound? "Seeing that he looked tormented, he maintained it vigorously. Ding Guling stood up and said to help him to the hospital.

Originally, this injury could be cured casually by her spell. But she would never do that until she signed a contract with the other party.

After signing the contract, there is also a layer of protection.

Anyone who has signed the contract of Yimeng Pavilion, no matter how completely she completes the task and what the other party sees, the other party will never be able to say it.

And she also has a special channel to promote the existence of the Dream Pavilion, although the Dream Pavilion is mysterious, most demons and Taoist priests know about its existence, and a few ordinary people know about it.

"No!" Thomas shook his head in refusal. "I heard that the Dream Pavilion can fulfill everyone's wishes, no matter what the wish is, it can be fulfilled."

"Yes!" Ding Guling nodded, she had the arrogance to answer like this, because she could do it. As for occasional or exceptional circumstances, that doesn't count.

Relieved by the answer, Thomas pinned all his hopes on Thorn. He looked up at her expectantly. "Have you seen the Grim Reaper coming?"

"Death is coming?" Ding Guling was surprised, how could he be involved in this. Despite her bewilderment, she nodded. "Are you talking about the rice version of the movie Grim Reaper? What about five? I've seen them all. ”

Ding Guling replied, I can watch this kind of movie, of course, it is to accompany the emperor. She doesn't like this kind of bloody and terrifying movie, because she herself is synonymous with horror and gore.

Only the boring guy of Huang Tu likes to watch this kind of bloody horror movie.

Thomas licked his lips, a little embarrassed, or didn't know how to say it.

After organizing the language for half a minute, he said with a strange expression. "I met it in real life." Thomas said.

Thomas was a professional mountaineer, and his father was a keen climber, and he often roamed the treacherous mountains. He liked to follow his father, and from the age of 11 he followed him through various mountains and rivers.

So for mountaineering and climbing, he can do it safely with his eyes closed. It's just that I didn't expect that there was an accident last time.

On that day, my father's mountaineering club held an event to climb Mount Bengal, which is usually climbed by countless mountaineers and is not difficult.

He had climbed mountains several times more dangerous than this, and they were all alive and well.

Unexpectedly, this ordinary mountaineering would change his life and change the trajectory of his life.

His face was pale, and he went crazy with pain when he thought of this memory.

Ding Guling only listened to him for a while before interrupting him. "Do you first determine what your wish is? Sign this contract with me, and I'll help you. ”

Thomas struggled out of his memories and signed the contract with the Dream Pavilion without hesitation. This was his last hope, and he only had the hope and chance of giving it a try, and it was less than ten percent. "My wish is simple, to save our lives."

He's talking about us? As soon as the words fell, a drop of blood dripped on the contract, and the contract was established.

The T-Bone Spirit did not shy away from his use of spells, snapping his fingers, and the contract disappeared.

Her hand was over his arm, and in the blink of an eye, his arm was back to normal.

Thomas's eyes widened, and he said several my gods in a row. "Is this the magical ancient art of the East? It's amazing. ”

He couldn't help but sigh that Ding Guling had healed his injuries, and with a flick of his hand, a few drops of blood appeared in the palm of her hand.

There was a soft click, and the blood merged into the blood of the T-bone spirit. She closed her eyes and felt what was happening to Thomas.

No matter what the scene, other people's explanations are not as real as what you have seen with your own eyes.

What's more, the other party is a foreigner, that English paragraph by paragraph, she chewed slowly, translated into Chinese, how wrong, always feel missed the point. Therefore, it is most convenient to see it for yourself. Ding Guling refused to admit that her English level was not up to the point of being like a few family treasures, and she couldn't understand a lot of Thomas's vocabulary.

"Hi Thomas. Didn't your father come today? At the foot of the mountain, the middle-aged uncle with stubble has a pair of strong and thick arms, the arm muscles are bulging, and the biceps are very developed. He widened his blue eyes, laughed heartily, patted Thomas on the shoulder, and asked in a rough voice.