"Gas stove?" Professor Sun frowned and thought for a long time, but finally shook his head. "I've never heard of anything like this. ”

"When I went to the headquarters of the Security Service in the capital to look for information, I saw it in a small room. Ruan An explained his discovery to Shen Xi, "That room is deep in the data room with the highest security level, and there are more than a dozen combination locks alone. Something that is so closely guarded must be very important, right?"

"It's important, but it's not necessarily a communicator. Shen Xi spread his hands, "It could also be some kind of weapon of mass destruction console, right?"

Professor Sun is probably also accustomed to the situation that Shen Xi can't talk directly to himself, although he can't talk directly, it's still okay to listen to him next to him. "Don't talk about those useless ones, what about these ships?"

"First of all, talk to the other party. Shen Xi made up his mind, after the space was locked, he couldn't open the portal, and if he wanted to escape, there would definitely be no way. "I'll take that defensive device with me and talk to the Wendu people somewhere no one is around. Ruan An, the affairs of the family will be left to you. ”

Ruan An nodded, but Agnes shook her head vigorously and grabbed Shen Xi's arm.

"What's the matter?" Shen Xi looked down at Agnes who was grabbing her arm, and poked her face with his finger. "I'm just going to talk to them, and with the props provided by Gandalf's seniors, nothing will happen. ”

Agnes pushed her head hard against Shen Xi's body, then lifted her head. She had tears on her face, and a resolute expression seemed to explain her determination, "Then I'll go with you!"

Shen Xi was startled, and hurriedly refused, "Now is not the time to joke, in such a dangerous place, what are you doing with me?"

"You just said that nothing will happen!" Agnes keenly grasped the loophole in Shen Xi's words, her eyes already filled with tears, "What's the use of you going alone, those Wendu people will only think of you as the culprit who caught their attention!" she wiped the tears from her face and said firmly, "Lord Sophia asked me to be your concubine, I didn't want to. Now I'm willing, but you're going to die by yourself? Then take me with you! Anyway, I don't have any relatives in the first place, and since you don't want me anymore, it's better to die together, at least there is a companion on the way to the Temple of Death. ”

Shen Xi was angry and amused by Agnes's words, "Who told you that I was going to die?" Even if you can't believe me, you must at least have some confidence in Sophia's vision." She wouldn't marry her human agent to a guy who would only die. ”

"Then prove it to me!" Xiao Ai seemed to be really anxious today, she grabbed Shen Xi's arm, her fingers were all pale because of excessive force, "Take me with you, and then prove it to me!"

Ruan An coughed beside him and said in a low voice, "My lord, I'm afraid Lord Agnes is serious. ”

Shen Xi glared at Ruan An angrily, "You still need you to remind me of this kind of thing?"

In fact, Shen Xi's plan at the beginning was really not much different from Agnes's guess, anyway, he was a trainee god, even if the negotiation failed, he was killed by the Wendu people. At least there is a chance to be resurrected in the temple of Mentor Abitos. But with Agnes is different, although she is a reserve concubine, but after all, she is still an untransformed mortal. If something happens to Agnes, she will have to return to the Temple of Death and wait to rejoin the cycle of reincarnation. In this process, not only is it just Shen Xi, but even the Temple of Death cannot directly intervene. When she is reborn as a human on a planet in the C173 world, the original individual Agnes will disappear completely, and she will have nothing to do with before. To put it bluntly, if a mortal dies, it is really over. They only have one life, and there is no chance to do it all over again.

So Shen Xi was very careful, he tried his best to persuade the beautiful woman in front of him, but in the end he didn't get the result he wanted. After Agnes said that she was going to sue her grandmother, Shen Xi knew that she had lost the argument.

"Okay, okay, I'll take you with me. Shen Xi agreed to Agnes's request with a bitter face, "But we said in advance, when you get to the place, you can't say a word, just leave everything to me." If I ask you to do something, don't ask questions, just do it. What's the problem when we get back, can we do it?"

Agnes burst into tears and smiled, looked at Shen Xi in front of her, and nodded vigorously.

The clown catches the purple playing cards that fly back into his hand in a very handsome position. Playing cards, which looked as sharp as blades when he slashed people, returned to his hand and turned back into paper products. After a few spins around his fingers, the clown gently put the playing cards into his pocket.

"Well, it's time to watch the show. He looked at the ship in the sky, as if the numerous corpses that had fallen beside him, and the smell of blood in the air had no effect on him. After tidying up his suit a little, the clown walked down the hill again, wading through the stagnant water again, and walked towards the Washington Courtyard not far away.

The water on the road is slowly receding, and many residents are already working to clear the streets. The clown's purple suit stood out in the crowd. But the surrounding residents seemed to treat him as air, and no one noticed that there was such a strange figure next to him.

The clown seems to have long been accustomed to this scene. After wading back to his stronghold, he sat in the basement without saying a word, looked at the extremely weak Dynasty Mahan in the cage, and suddenly said, "The people of Wendu already know that there are members of the Temple of Gods in Gaia. You can't see it, but the fleet of the Wendus is already outside. ”

Wang Dynasty glanced at the clown outside the iron cage and scolded, "It's just that I know a few strange terms and use them everywhere, and a guy like you who pretends to be forced will be cut down." ”

The clown tilted his head, thought for a moment, and sighed, "If it's just to be cut, that's acceptable." ”

The dynasty was so angry that he couldn't speak, and the clown fell into distress again. After a while, he asked, "It's been so long, and I don't know which god you're worshipping." Isn't mission your first priority? Maybe after you convince me, I will be able to convert to a Christian. ”

"It's not funny at all. Mahan pouted, "If you really want to be a believer, then take off these shackles." I baptize you. ”

"That's why I don't trust you. The clown laughed, "The servant of the gods can only preach, and baptism must be performed by a certified priest or by the gods themselves." This little trick is not of use to me. ”

"Since you know, don't talk this kind of. Mahan moved his head, found a slightly more comfortable position in the bar, and leaned back. "When you are punished by God and chopped into dust, I will seriously introduce you to the entertainment in the Temple of Death's Hellfire. ”

The clown grabbed a branch from his side and stabbed Mahan's body through the railing, "Don't be so boring, you're going to die soon, why don't you please me before you die?" ”

"Why should I trade my life for that inexplicable knowledge?" said Mahan, who dodged a few times but didn't avoid the branch, so he could only lie down and let him go. "In exchange for your secret, if you tell me who you are, and why you found out we're spying on this area, I'll tell you who my lord is. ”

Mahan didn't even think about what information he could get from the crazy man in front of him. He was just a little hurt by this wooden stick, and he wanted to tear away from the topic.

Unexpectedly, the clown happily agreed to his request and began to tell his story.

"My name is Joseph Carr. As you can see, a clown. The clown put down the stick in his hand and made a few typical clown appearances, and suddenly, he pressed his face against the iron cage and asked Mahan, "Do you know where the scar on my face came from?"

"Aha, you don't know. Before Mahan could react, the clown waved his hand, stopping him from speaking. "Gods aren't omniscient. ”

"This scar comes from my dear father. He gently touched the scar on his face, as if reminiscing about a good time. But what came out of his mouth was a little chilling, "He's a savage who likes to drink." He's pretty rough enough though, but, oh God. The clown laughed, "As long as he drinks, he will become like a demon in hell." Beat me and my mother with everything they could get their hands on. Later, as long as the family could be held in his hands, it must have hurt us. His eyes gradually became a little misty.

Then one day he got drunk again. The clown's voice became softer and gentle, and his tone became more and more kind, "What he held in his hand that day was the razor he usually used to shave himself. He gestured at Mahan, "Razors, shavers, you know? It's the old-fashioned kind with a double-sided blade on it that can be replaced." After a few more gestures, he continued, "That day, he didn't hit me as usual, he just said that he wanted to teach me how to shave. ”

Mahan narrowed his eyes and didn't speak.

The clown's voice seemed to float from afar, "I was naïve enough to think that he wouldn't hit me this time." Then, he slashed me twice in the face. Then he said to me, 'You little brute doesn't usually laugh at all, that's rude.' The clown laughed, "and then he went to bed satisfied." And I, while he was sleeping, tied him up with a rope. ”

He suddenly became excited, and slapped the iron cage in front of him hard, "It's not just him, my mother is also tied up by me." She never dared to rebel against my father, but she always demanded that I obey him. By the time I've been beaten half to death, she won't be beaten so hard. ”

Wang Chao shook his head gently in the cage.

"Then, I spent a whole week, using that razor, to cut these two men into hamburger fillings. The clown was intoxicated, and he even trembled with excitement, "It feels good to kill." It simply obsessed me more than the most intense orgasm. After a moment's pause, he suddenly calmed down, "But I don't hate them." It was they who made me whole. That's good, it's good, isn't it?"

"What the hell are your plans?" Mahan finally couldn't help himself, and he asked, "You're doing all this just to tell us about the abuse you suffered as a child?"

"Plans?" the clown gave Mahan a serious look, "No kidding, do I look like someone with a plan?"

(End of chapter)