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The watered buds, moistened from the leaves to the rhizomes, the spreading rain nourished the barren soil, opened their eyes to explore, and lay under the rain and dew of the elephant stone carving to cleanse the sin.

"Young Master, welcome back to be able to listen to my cordial greetings again."

Standing tall in the mist, Si Qi held the newly purchased dress for me in his hand as a match for the locals. The simple lines of ornamentation made me look a little shocking in the mirror, and made me even more convinced that the inhabitants of this lonely city were not of the good kind. The only thing you can expect is the comfortable hot spring bath and the standard size.

"Young Master, due to your greedy dreams, you have missed the last supper, do you need me to arrange a national dinner for you? The fresh food that jumps between your teeth is sure to be an unforgettable taste experience! ”

Si Qiyi couldn't finish licking the mixture of oil stains and plasma on the corners of his mouth, and he was glad that he cleverly avoided a visual gluttonous feast and shared the bloody breath.

"No, the undigested windfall is really due to your silence!"

Through the reflection of the mirror, I saw Si Qi, who was a little embarrassed, dodged my questioning gaze, picked up the saucer on the table, and slowly walked towards me.

"As an apology, this drink is a sign of my sorrow for your misfortune."

"Hmph, it sounds like a schadenfreude tease, but it doesn't live up to your deliberate warmth."

The thin porcelain cup does not hide the mellow smell wafting away, the touch that inspires tears is the pearl harvested by a needle in a haystack, and the green ripples are even more vigorous. The sip of the lips has not penetrated the teeth, and the spicy takes over all the taste sensations, but it still swallows the throat.

"Is this the gift of awakening the soul? It doesn't seem to get along well with the body, causing damage that is immune, and it's a disgusting rejection! ”

"The charm of wasabi is to have a different style of appreciation, but the bitter fruit of swallowing can make the body and mind more comfortable."

"Are you looking for a convincing defense for your silence? Now that it's been swallowed, why bother with the taste, it will become garbage waiting to be excreted! ”

Screwing the last button, no matter how you look at it, it is a generational aesthetic appreciation, like the dress of the thugs who were once all the rage in Bildt City, more monotonous than that arrogant vein.

"Skip the event after dinner, it's a special experience that Mr. Tam has arranged for you to visit the convict camp!"

Si Qi read the itinerary in the notebook, and the cold laughter at least amused the back in the mirror, which was an inexplicable person with an unpredictable shadow.

"People in positions of responsibility will always have all kinds of vicious cleanliness habits, and prefer to transmit bad habits to other passers-by, but still use civilized words."

"But isn't the young master also the existence of that form consciousness? The best at extorting confessions! ”

The dark iron cage, trapped by the ignorant criminals, the dying wail, the promise of an oath that they can't even believe, and the sudden summer of the world, is even more anxious.

"Count, please come in!"

The layout is very different, the basement of the brightly lit castle is actually a little fresh and refined, and the detention should not be extremely vicious low-level criminals, they do not need to create an elegant environment, darkness is the best punishment for them.

"I'll leave everything to the Earl!"

Mr. Tam closed the wooden door softly as he exited the hall, lest he wake up a sweet dream that he might have fallen asleep. The hall is covered in colorful murals, and the mild tones are sure to mistake the lost intruder for a resting and gentle country.

"Are you the new judge? It turned out that it was just a guise for children to deceive people's hearts! Don't waste any time, I won't answer any of your questions except for good wine. ”

Pushing the door in, there was a slightly hunchbacked old man, with a strong smell of wine on his face, his body that was about to decay in the alcohol soaking, and he fell softly on the fluffy sofa beside him. I nodded as Si Qi gave him a different kind of impulsive experience, after all, pain is the best way to wake up intoxication.

"What are you going to do!"

The old man, who was lifted by Si Qi, questioned Si Qi's actions with the last trace of sober consciousness, and his dilated pupils were covered with disdainful bloodshots.

"Don't worry about helping you get out of the clutches of alcohol, you'll be grateful for my initiative!"

The old man seemed to realize something, and frantically grabbed Si Qi's cuffs in an attempt to get rid of some strange punishment. But Si Qi would not give him any chance, and with a strong flick, he hit the colorless stick figure hanging on the wall, and the shaking nail became active, and after twisting his body, he smashed the private hanging painting on the old man who was already lying on the carpet to watch, and won a sigh.

Picking up the picture, the originally light dead branches were stained red with blood, like a splendid maple forest blooming in the suburbs, but the smell mixed with alcohol was unacceptable. A handful was thrown to Si Qi, and he seemed to be satisfied with the temporary masterpiece as well.

"I think you're mistaken, I'm the Inquisitor for a temporary cameo role, he's just a savage deacon!"

The old man, who rolled over to reveal a frightened face, continued to release his disdainful eyes, but kept shrinking into the corner of the wall that could be counted as a leaning on.

"I am Tiragan's envoy to the country of Turan, you have no power to punish a prisoner like me, and it is already a heinous and ignorant act to detain me privately, I advise you to release me quickly, and maybe I can still have a chance to live."

"Oh? Si Qi, what he is saying, I really don't want to hear clearly! ”

"Maybe it's some vague dream talk, but there's no need to repeat the translation!"

Siqi's unfriendly leather boots stepped on the old man's palm, and the crisp sound of bone cracks and thrilling screams could almost be heard.

"You bastards, call your damn boss and I'm going to complain about your violent law enforcement! Yes! ”

"Yikes. I didn't expect you to have such a deep misunderstanding, so let me uncover the mystery for you! The teenager standing in front of you, if it is to discuss power, the rest can only play a silent supporting role. What did you just say? Tiragan? Do your people have a heart that loves fantasy, and they are still chattering about resentment, as stupid as your monarch? ”

The old man, who had been recognized as a foreign powerhouse, fell silent, thinking about the next move, even if he was a high-ranking prisoner, he could only enjoy the restricted life under the fence, but he didn't seem to like loneliness for too long.

"Hmph, so what, God will help me to sanction your souls, to make you suffer in exhaustion, and then incinerate! You brutal executioners of Turan! ”

The old man, who was a little emotional, seemed to be just living in the world of his own conjecture, and his strange thoughts completely subverted my strange enough cognition.

"Young master, there is actually someone who is willing to believe in God, but I hope he is not a temporary worker who needs it for a short time. Speaking of what kind of soul, it is even more ridiculous nonsense, the young master has broken away from the existence of the soul and actually become the protector of the holy light! ”

I couldn't help but laugh out loud at such a ridiculous joke, and only the old man lying in the corner looked at the incoherent strange man in front of him in panic.

"Hehe, I'm afraid I'll disappoint this old gentleman again. Do you know what the year is, old man? ”

After a long period of thought, the brilliant brain did not come up with a simple answer, but was arrogantly unwilling to admit its ignorance.

"Isolated from the world, how can I know the current year, unless it is found by your conscience to be honest!"

"Although it was your original intention to apply, I am most afraid that you will not be able to accept the cruel reality, but the torture of the long-standing backlog will always be made public. I'm sorry, but we're not the eagle dogs of Turan, but the emissaries of the House of Coron! ”

"The Kokoren Dynasty!"

The old man's surprise performance completely exceeded my expectations, but it was a more perfect interpretation. Constantly touching his eyes, patting his head, not daring to believe the hallucinations in front of him, not daring to admit his stupid thinking.

"Huh? Didn't sir tell you? You have been living in a huge lie, and it is no one else who creates it, it is none other than yourself! Now can we talk? ”

"Wait, can you tell me the area of the current Koren Dynasty?"

"I'm not an expert on geological considerations, but the view is much simpler, more than twice as much as it was ten years ago! This does not include some of the vassals that have already surrendered! Will such a chip satisfy your desire to speak? The emissary of the arrogant great power, the political prisoner trapped on the isolated island! ”

The old man stood up slowly against the wall, but fell again, his limp legs as if unwilling to worship his clumsy body.

"Sure enough, is it just because I still have value in using it? Be able to enjoy the comfort of a life in a shelter. ”

"We don't know the intentions of this arrangement, but it should not be appropriate to waste the Count's precious time in this hollow prison that has been magnificently concealed!"

"Count?"

A little sober mind, once again into chaos, this time in the eyes, there is only fear, no flickering, in a warm, vain shelter!