Before this, Qiu Xuan had never seen the man with the oily hair at all, and under the background of the environment of St. Canaan, no patient would take the initiative to come over and gossip with them, and there was still such a number one person in the Hunter General Bureau.

Compared to her indifference, Chiara's attitude seemed too fluctuating.

"Lidegarh was once the one who participated in the 100-man hunt and won." Kiara stared at the man standing in front of the tent talking to the gnomes. "It is also the head of the General Bureau of Hunters, who is personally appointed by this Archpope, and his status in the Central Church is not even lower than that of a local pope."

Qiu Xuan captured one of the words. "A hundred people hunting?"

"That was a few years ago." Chiara looked at her with a somewhat complicated gaze, and didn't say anything more to such a "mentally ill person". "In short, for whatever reason, Lidegarh should never be in this place at this point in time."

Qiu Xuan shrugged, "Anyway, you know each other, so you go up and ask him." ”

Chiara glanced at her with an indescribable gaze.

I guess I thought to myself, sure enough, I have a problem with my brain. Qiu Xuan returned with a smirk and continued to lean against the corner with Chiara, secretly observing the Hunter Chief, who was said to be called Lidegar.

After a brief conversation with the gnome, the director was led into the highly striking tent in the center of the circus.

Qiu Xuan and Qi Ya La waited outside for a while, and when most of the crowd who got the tickets began to enter, Qi Ya stretched out her hand and put the hood on her head, and then pulled Qiu Xuan by the hand.

"Don't get separated later, stay with me."

"Okay."

Qiu Xuan followed the saint into the central tent, and as soon as she stood still, she was surrounded by a strong and deep smell of spices before she could even see the scene of the staggered lights in front of her.

She held her breath a little uncomfortably, and she had the illusion that she had come to some kind of exotic labor market. And Shi Cai was relieved and raised his eyes to look over, and was slightly stunned by the scene in front of him.

Standing in front of her was a "person" with a human head and a snake body.

"Please show your admission ticket."

The upper body is a normal human female body, and the waist and abdomen are suddenly replaced by a snake tail about two meters long. The serpentine woman faced Qiu Xuan and Chiara with an extremely dignified smile, and the latter stared at each other for a moment, then quickly looked away.

"Didn't you already check your ticket at the entrance just now?"

"There's another procedure." The snake girl still maintained her unchanging and proper smile. Qiu Xuan stared at her for a while, and soon realized what the sense of disobedience that had been vaguely brought to her all along.

Not because of the overly weird snake tail, but because of her smile.

It was as if someone had deliberately measured it with a fine scale, and the corners of her mouth and even the undulating arc of her mouth were accurately marked between millimeters, and even when she spoke, the amplitude of the rise of the corners of her mouth did not even change much between opening and closing.

She doesn't look like a human-snake hybrid circus member at all, but rather a delicate dummy.

"Don't stare straight at that."

Kiara stepped behind the snake girl, quietly pulling down Qiu Xuan's sleeve and whispering a warning.

The latter retracted his gaze and took his seat in the assigned seat.

Although the tickets they won from the balloon booth in their hands were the ultimate prize, they were still not enough to see compared to other tickets purchased at high prices through formal channels.

The central tent is oval in shape, and the specific style is a reference to a miniature version of the sit-down gymnasium. The auditorium is seated in a circle of enclosed stands above, with a performance stage below, surrounded by a guardrail. But just looking at the height of the guardrail can't stop anyone, it's more like a symbolic fence.

Qiu Xuan and Chiara's seats are on the far side of the stands, which belongs to the kind of marginal tickets. And Qiu Xuan looked around in the crowd just now, and the hunter director named Lidegarh was sitting openly on the VIP seat with a more than double the grade pattern at the moment.

If you see it here, then everything is just an ordinary circus configuration.

But everyone knows that just looking at the excitement on the faces of the audience who are already seated around them is more than that.

"Do you need a drink or a snack?"

While two hillbillies who had never been to such a place were looking around, a voice in the aisle of the seat asked.

Qiu Xuan and Kiara turned their heads, and saw a clown figure with a huge vending box in his arms, grinning at them with a scarlet lip.

Chiara glanced at the food in his arms, and was about to shake her head to refuse, when she saw the black-haired "witch" sitting next to her, and suddenly stood up.

"What are you doing...... she frowned and wanted to pull Qiu Xuan to sit down, but the next second, the abnormal person suddenly stretched out his hand towards the clown and began to pick up other people's clothes.

Chiara: "......?" ”

The clown laughed and ducked backwards, his mouth constantly screaming pompously. Seeing that this movement was a bit loud, until the VIP seats, people looked at this side one after another, Qiara was worried that she couldn't let Lidelgar find out about it, so she forcibly pulled Qiu Xuan's hand and didn't want her to move again.

But the hand stopped on its own.

Qiu Xuan grabbed the clown's collar with one hand, and the fat clothes had been torn by her. The clown holding all kinds of snacks and drinks in his arms stepped back with a grin, the corners of his scarlet mouth grinned, and the next second Qiu Xuan suddenly let go of his hand, ignoring the shouts of Qiara behind him, the Zimu knife came out of its sheath and stabbed people in the face with lightning speed.

The clown's white-painted face was raised, and a piercing scream came out of his mouth.

The crowd was startled by the sudden chaos, but instead of the usual avoidance of violence and the desire to cause trouble, there was a morbidly extreme excitement, and even more fists were waved to coax her to dismember the clown.

Qiu Xuan lowered her eyelids and stared at the dazzling blood stains on the snow-white knife's face, she closed her eyes, pushed away an audience member who was about to squeeze into her face to watch the play, and turned straight to run towards the exit of the tent against the crowd.

"You're back!"

Chiara shouted something behind her, and soon the voice stopped, presumably to avoid drawing Lidgar's attention further.

Qiu Xuan put these down for the time being.

She just saw it. 118

On the chest of the "clown's" clothes, there was a laceration that had been pierced by a knife.

It's exactly the same as the position where Ya poked the "clown sculpture" in the tent behind the balloon stall during the day.

Let's not talk about Ya's position, but now Ed is with them. If they were really hurt by the clown "sculpture" in the tent without any defense, Ed, as the only novice in the team, would be the target of everyone's attention.

Qiu Xuan walked all the way through the surging crowd, and it was just in time for the circus to open for the night. A considerable number of the audience who bought tickets for the night show but did not grab the tickets for this circus still did not give up, and even if they did not have tickets to enter the venue, they squatted outside the central tent to listen to the sound and enjoy it, showing puzzlement and a little jealousy for her, the person who rushed out of the tent.

Qiu Xuan ran all the way back to the balloon stall, and when she arrived, the boss had already closed the stall, and there was no one in the venue.

So she rushed directly to the tent behind her, and without saying a word, she lifted the tent curtain and broke in, and heard someone inside whispering something in the local vernacular.

"What are you doing?" The owner of the balloon stall earlier was fetching water and taking a shower when he heard the movement and turned to look over in displeasure.

"What about the people inside?"

Qiu Xuan took the lead in glancing at the place where he had begun to see the clown sculpture, and sure enough, the place where the "statue" was originally placed was now empty. She didn't have time to talk too much nonsense, so she lifted the air gun that the boss held in her hand for self-defense, and the cold blade went straight over.

"Y-What do you want to do!"

The boss was shocked and angry, and was still trying to pull his clothes while his hands were forced to be raised. Qiu Xuan breathed a sigh of relief and said coldly, "Where are the people in the original tent now?" ”

"This is my tent, where is there anyone in it!" The tip of the knife was sent forward a little more, and the boss had a big tongue when he spoke. "There really isn't anybody! I don't know what you're talking about, I swear, I came back as I went out to set up a stall, I really didn't see anyone! ”

"How can that circus clown be in your tent?" Qiu Xuan asked rhetorically, "The clown statue is alive, isn't it?" ”

"What, what clown......"

The boss looked trembling, looking weak, helpless and pitiful, and under the threat, he couldn't see the leisurely appearance of the old god in the morning. "I'm here for my sleeping place and the props for setting up the stall, and there are no statues at all. The clown is the one who lives with their performers, how can I have one here? What I said is true, don't kill me, please......"

He didn't look like he was lying.

Of course, it is not ruled out that the boss is in league with the weird clown.

The strength in Qiu Xuan's hand loosened slightly, and just as she wanted to speak, she saw that in the next second, the boss who was being held against the tip of her knife suddenly widened his eyes, trembling and staring straight in a certain direction in the darkness of the tent.

"You, you, you, you......"

He began to tremble violently, and he didn't even care about the pain when the skin on his neck hit the tip of the knife and was stabbed with a few small bloody wounds, but his eyes were straight, and he said with a big tongue: "Little, small, ugly......"

Qiu Xuan's eyes narrowed, his face was silent, his wrist was relieved, and he suddenly turned back and stabbed in a certain direction behind him!

Hee-hee......

A pale face with a scarlet crack suddenly appeared in front of her, a sharp, uncomfortable smirk floating up and down.

Qiu Xuan kicked the boss out of the tent and faced the clown who suddenly appeared in the darkness. She flipped her wrist and stabbed her chest, and it felt solid to the touch, as if she had stabbed into layers of impermeable rubber.

The puncture is unbreakable.

- It's like the "balloon" that she and Ya peeled off layer by layer during the day.

"Hee-hee, hee-hee-hee...... Now it's my turn......"

In the center of the clown's face, there was still a knife cut by Qiu Xuan in the central tent just now, he tilted his head and laughed twice in front of him, and suddenly cracked the crack that rose to the side of his ear, and grabbed Qiu Xuan with ten fingers into claws.

When I looked closely, I realized that each nail cover on those fingers was made up of tiny blades, layered and dense, like two small gear cutters.

Everyone in this circus is full of talent.

Qiu Xuan cursed in her heart, and folded the Zimu knife back to her chest to block the blow. But in the second after the sudden collision, I felt the clowker's amazing power, the knife surface was not damaged, but the body was directly hit and smashed the wooden bucket that the boss used to draw water just now.

"Hahahahaha! Would you like to draw a smile on your face too? Draw one, draw one ......"

The clown's somewhat bloated figure jumped high, laughing and falling madly towards Qiu Xuan, who was sitting in the crumbs of the barrel.

The blade on the fingertip poked straight into the face, Qiu Xuan seemed to be sitting in the ruins without dodging or dodging, suddenly raised his eyes, the calf muscles tensed and spoke, and a pair of palms pressed straight on the face that was mixed with blood and dirty oil paint!

"Ahh

The clown's whole body is covered with strange skin that cannot be penetrated, only the face is flawed.

The elpis virus totem, which symbolized the ominous, suddenly spread on him, Qiu Xuan didn't wait for the other party to react, he carried the knife in one hand and swung it up, and the next second he felt a slight tremor on the ground under his feet, and it was a huge figure that appeared in front of the tent that was about to be destroyed.

The restraint mask on the chainsaw man's face had been removed, and he opened the curtain and walked in, and pressed his big palm against the clown's dirty face, inlaying the man straight into the ground.

Qiu Xuan: "......"

"Uh, not necessarily?"

She had wanted to count the time to make up for a few cuts, but she probably didn't need to look at the current situation. The clown was pressed into the concrete floor by the chainsaw hot one-handed holding his whole head, smashing it one by one, just listening to the sound of bursting and sticky, he knew that it must be sparse inside, the kind that could no longer be penetrated.

Qiu Xuan wiped her face, got up from the ground, and then was surprised to see the four Ed standing outside the tent.

Ed, Ya, the sturdy man, and Ryuzo, who had silently made some kind of deal with her this afternoon, were quite a few, and they didn't seem to be visibly injured.

"In the afternoon, Chainsaw heard the staff talking about the lack of a clown in the circus, and he came over to tell us, so we became suspicious of the clown sculpture in the balloon tent."

Ya silently pointed in the direction of the Chainsaw Man, and his tone still sounded a little unbelievable. "Seriously, I still can't believe he's the kind of person who helps each other. Can you believe it? The news turned out to be told by the chainsaw man. ”