Shower Chapter 1: Mother Spider Prophecy (1)

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Barrett Barbardoro's boast in the tavern:

The noisy little bar seems to be particularly lively today.

"Hey! I said, man... Hiccup~~ You don't know what I met that day. To be honest, if it weren't for Lao Tzu's dexterity of legs and feet... Barrett's slightly gruff voice stands out. Barrett didn't know a few words, but he was very fond of bragging. "Everyone's attention is on me," he thought.

"Hahaha, hey, you're finger-dexterous, hahaha." Someone cheered, but Barrett didn't care, he enjoyed the feeling of being in the limelight. "Go, go, go! If it weren't for Lao Tzu's dexterity of legs and feet that day, it is estimated that he would not have been able to come back to drink here. Half a year ago, a huge pillar of black light appeared in the southern sky, you know? I've seen it all! Let me tell you, Lao Tzu was there at that time! Barrett clenched his right fist and pointed his thumb at the tip of his nose. He looked around with the rest of his eyes, a little deliberately, but also cautiously.

"Come on, you kid can't even look at the pathfinder, do you still know the east, west, north and south?" The old bartender sneered as he fiddled with his clean, tattered rag, his eyes full of disdain. "! It's the South! Barrett's voice suddenly raised a little. I look at it and it's obviously in the north! "I think it's the west!" "I think so..." The sound of accosting came from every corner of the small bar. Barrett stood up suddenly, but he apparently forgot that he still had an injured leg, and with a small groan, he climbed onto the stool with his left leg in his hands, arching his injured leg and holding the other leg straight. Barrett opened his arms and flipped his palms to press down: "Quiet! Be quiet! Continue to listen to Lao Tzu, even in the south, do you know what happened that day? ”

"What happened?" "What happened? Say it quickly! ”

The effect seems to be good, but Barrett still has to sell a pass: "Okay, okay, wait for Lao Tzu to drink two sips~~Goo-goo-goo~Hiccup~~Hey!! ”

"Actually, I was just a carriage driver that day, and the young lady who hired me at the time... Before he finished speaking, there was a burst of boos below: "Huh~~~" Barrett waved his hand, as if to drive all the boos away, and he emphasized again: "The young lady who hired me at that time!! She's such a beautiful person.,Goo-goo-goo~~Uh... Out of alcohol. Halfway through his sentence, the cup was empty, and he paused with a look of dismay. Look how shrewd our Barrett is! Not long after, with a "boom", a copper horn flew into the sight of the bartender old rag in a wonderful arc from the corner.

"Old rag! Fill him with another cup of yellow soup, and I'll ask for it. The old rag was quick-eyed, grabbed the copper coin in mid-air, rubbed it on his chest, stuffed it into his left pocket, and poured Barrett a glass of slightly fishy ale. Barrett didn't care, he immediately stretched his brows, brought the rim of the wine glass to his mouth, and took a big sip, even rubbing foam on his nose: "That young lady, I said that I would be here halfway, let me wait for her in the same place." ”

"Yes, you stupid drunken putty." A young man who recognized a few words scoffed. "That's right, that's it, I listened to our old ladies and gentlemen speak in this tone, and after speaking, I was given 1 shining imperial silver wolf, oh, praise the beautiful young lady, praise the beautiful silver wolf... The people next to him were a little impatient, but they were very curious and urged: "Tell the point!" "That's it!"

Seeing that the atmosphere was almost lively, Barrett continued: "Oh, give me an Imperial Silver Wolf, and if she doesn't come back in two days, let me run by myself and get away from this place. The old rag was full of grabbing Barrett's flaws now: "Hahaha, you coward, eighty percent of you left Miss and ran back by yourself!" ”

Barrett suddenly became anxious, his face flushed and his neck thick. "It's not! I, Barrett, am a brave man! Brave and loyal. I waited until noon the next day, and a huge black pillar of light rose into the sky, and then there was a loud bang, oh, poor Barrett's ears, it must have been the thunder of the gods. And then there was a huge explosion, and I Barrett definitely didn't run away, you don't know the explosion and the loud bang, Barrett's heart almost didn't beat. My precious carriage broke apart, and my brother with four hooves carried me at a gallop. Oh my! Poor brother, he ran straight for more than a day, and then he was crooked, and he saw that death was gone! Barrett also broke his left leg when he was thrown and floated down the river. You hillbillies don't know that the river is very urgent, and Lao Tzu quickly grabbed a driftwood... When I climbed ashore and looked at the pathfinder, I realized that I had arrived in Winter. The beautiful lady doesn't know what's going on... ”

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In the prayer room, Lena Vance, oh no, it should be Mrs. Lena Donavan now. Lena slowly opened her eyes and stood up from a kneeling position as she fumbled with the candlestick beside her in the unlit darkness. She snapped her fingers, and a cluster of flames appeared out of thin air from her somewhat rough fingers. The flame jumped between her fingers, eventually lighting the candlestick. That's right, once a witch, now a death hugger handmaiden. Lena held the lit candlestick in her left hand, her face blurred by the flickering candle flames.

Lena looked at her hand at the candlestick, oh God, how slender and white her hand used to be...

"Oh my God, what am I thinking?" she thought. Lena hadn't received an oracle from Mother Spider in years. "It's the first time I've listened to Mother Spider's teachings since I got married," she muttered quietly.

Mother Spider's oracle unnerved Lena. Suddenly, Lena remembered that the children hadn't eaten dinner yet, and she didn't hesitate to walk out of the prayer room. Lena held the candlestick in her left hand, her steps were fast but steady, and her walk was dignified. However, the moment she stepped out of the prayer room, her steps seemed to change her mood, she dragged the candlestick on her left hand, pinched the corner of her skirt with her right hand, and ran like a gust of wind, blowing towards the kitchen. Apparently remembering the lemon pork kidneys pie and onion soup in the stove. "The children still have to talk to Mike about Mother Spider's oracle after they've eaten," Lena thought.

"Mike! Tell the kids to eat! Lena called out to her husband absentmindedly. Michael Donavan meditating with a crystal ball.

Michael ignored his wife's call, apparently Michael wasn't meditating, and in fact, Michael wouldn't pretend to be serious about meditating when he was actually dozing off if he smelled the onion soup. However, it's a pity that this time the clever ghost didn't have the cleverness to the point, of course, he dozed off and naturally couldn't smell the thick onion soup.

"Mike!" Lena was a little upset, this time it was obviously not a pleasant tone, "You're lazy sleeping again, Mike!" ”

Of course Michael woke up, he scratched his nose with his index finger in a little embarrassment, and now we know that in fact, it is not the first time that Michael has been caught by his wife, pretending to be serious, but in fact he is lazy again. But Michael decided to make a plead and tried to get by." Oh, oh, Miss Stick, good lady", Michael paused, his eyes flashed with shrewdness, and continued to quibble: "Dozing off is not lazy sleeping, well, dozing off is necessary... ”。

However, his wife obviously didn't want to worry about anything with him, so she snorted softly and walked away. Michael was bored with his own eyes, and gathered his two older children over for dinner, only to find that his wife had coaxed her youngest daughter to drink some milk from the southern herbivore.

"Don't let me see you playing with knives again, Joshua Donavan!" Seeing that the little son, who was a little impatient to use magic to make the dinner knife float in the air and sway back and forth, Lena criticized it harshly. Joshua playfully stuck out his tongue and said, "Got it, Mom." I'm not going to play with dinner knives anymore. - "Let you see". Lena apparently didn't hear the second half of her youngest son's muttering, because she was in a hurry to pat off her eldest daughter's sinful paw reaching out to the lemon pork kidney: "Everyone hasn't prayed yet!" Aiji! The eldest daughter withdrew her hand stupidly, and the hair on her cheeks swayed as her head stretched forward. Lena ignored her, just glared at her husband fiercely, as if that meant "I learned it all from you".

Michael raised his hand and used his two fingers to resemble the hair on his eldest daughter's cheeks, vividly imitating the movements and demeanor of his eldest daughter, Agille Donawan, which amused Lena. Lena felt that her majesty as a mother had been challenged, and then forced a very serious expression, which made everyone laugh...

"Mike." Lena softly called her husband's name. "Hmm." Michael understood: "Okay, okay, kids, it's not too early, go back to the house and go to bed". Michael sent the children upstairs, then back into the dining room, and with a flick of his hand, a layer of silence covered the dining room. Lena cast an inquiring glance at her husband in confusion, but Michael didn't say anything at first, and pointed upstairs.

"Cut~~, Dad cast a spell and couldn't hear anything." Joshua said to his sister with super disdain. "Let's go, Josh", Agillill clasped her hands to her chest and took her brother, who was a year younger, upstairs to sleep.

There was a sound of tapping upstairs from upstairs. "These two little ones don't sleep honestly, miss," Michael quipped. Lena rolled her eyes as a matter of course after a sudden realization, and shrugged her shoulders with her hands outstretched. Lena first poured her husband a cup of dragon fire tree fruit juice, added two small pieces of squeaky grass, and then made herself a cup of the same, accompanied by the "squeak" sound of the squeaky grass swirling in the dragon fire tree fruit juice, and began to talk to her husband about the oracle of the spider mother.

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