"You have a nice smell on your body, like lemon cake ......"

With such words, Barrett slowly extended his left hand to the saber at his waist again, and he didn't know why little Eve, who was leaning on his arm in front of him, said that. Was it the little girl's unintentional muttering, or was the greed of the dead clouding her sanity?

Barrett had no way of knowing.

But just as his left hand touched the hilt of the sword, he noticed that little Eve's ghost suddenly left his arm and flew into the air.

"Haha, big uncle, you're scared!" the pale cyan ghost let out a childlike laugh and circled around Barrett in the air, just like the ghost named Pamela.

It's just that the emotions in Pamela's eyes slowly turned from confusion to hatred as she circled around Barrett, and the ghost of the little girl in front of her had a mischievous smile on her face throughout.

"Trust me, it's not funny!" Barrett grimaced, finding that the inappropriate joke was indeed annoying, "especially in this space." His left hand was not removed from the hilt.

"Hee-hee, sorry. The little girl's ghost stopped in front of Barritt with a smile on her face, not the slightest expression of remorse, and she did not care at all about Barrett's defensive gesture of holding the sword.

"It's been hundreds of years since I've been here, hundreds of years! Only the first years have survived, the time I lived in the Stinking Mage's Magic Tower. And the rest of the time, I was locked up in that little tombstone, and no one could notice me, and no one could feel my loneliness. I'm glad I met you......"

She laughed again and turned and floated away from Barritt, laughing and dancing like a kingfisher in the room.

Barrett was caught off guard by what was happening, and he was a little unsure of the ghost's personality and state, "Did you pretend before?" he asked angrily.

Barrett doesn't like to be teased by others, especially when she is a little girl under the age of 8. Of course, as a little ghost that has been around for hundreds of years, you can't just think of it as an ordinary 8-year-old girl.

"It's not pretending. The Kingfisher stopped in front of Barrett again, "Hundreds of years of slumber have made me a mess, and it wasn't until I returned to this house that I slowly recovered. Hmph, it's all to blame on that stinky mage, who said he wanted to experiment with some new magic, and locked me in a tombstone for so long. Alas, actually, life in that stinky mage's magic tower was okay, and although he had an odd temper and was a little scary, it was still quite good compared to the long period of helplessness and loneliness. ”

From time to time, the Kingfisher swayed around, crouching down to look at the clothes on the ground, and then lying on the ground and rolling on the ground, but he could not stop chattering, "I actually have a number of friends in the magic tower." When the Master wasn't around, we got together and talked. Cecilia and I have the best relationship because we are about the same age. By the way, Cecilia is a vampire who was captured by the Stinky Mage from the distant kingdom of Sacred Araso. ”

She said their entire family was vampires. The little ghost made a toothy expression, "Because her father wanted to pursue eternal life, he made a deal with the devils, and then he became a vampire." Then her dad bit her mom, her mom bit her again, and she bit her cousin because her cousin used to always bully her. It's strange to hear Cecilia say that this is how vampires bite and bite all day long. However, everyone in Cecilia's family was killed, and she herself was turned into a vampire who didn't need to be vampire by the stinky mage. Uncle Big man, you say, you don't need to suck blood, is that still called a 'vampire'?"

Barrett kept a calm face and did not answer.

The little ghost tilted his head and thought for a moment, as if he didn't understand the point, and then gave up, "Forget it, this kind of thing is too profound, I don't understand." Anyway, when Cecilia first arrived, as long as she didn't suck blood for a few days, she would be very unenergetic, always spreading like a soft mud monster. But after she was caught by the mage for a strange experiment, she never needed to suck blood again. ”

The little ghost's words refused to stop for a moment, as if he wanted to pour out all the words that had not been said in hundreds of years.

"And 'Rod,' he's a skeleton. He wears a wide robe all day long, and walks staggeringly. But he played the lute well, and knew a lot of stories. He would often play the piano and tell us all sorts of strange things. He also said that he used to be better at singing, but now he is a skeleton and can't sing, so he only plays the piano and tells stories. ”

Little Eve floated to Barrett's shoulder again, and then sat down gently, but did not really make contact with Barrett's shoulder, and only maintained a sitting motion.

"Rod's stories are good, but a lot of them are love stories. I don't like to hear pure love stories, it's too crooked, it's not interesting at all, unless it's an adventure and war story. Adventure stories are the best! kill monsters, get treasures, defeat dragons, and rescue princesses. Have you saved the princess?" she asked Barrett again.

"No, that's the knights' job, and I'm only doing the first half. Barrett said lightly.

"I guess so, otherwise you wouldn't still be hanging out and still here. You must be living with the princess, and you will give birth to a lot of crying babies, so you don't have time to pay attention to me. ”

“......”

"Hee-hee, sometimes that stinky mage wants to drink, and he will order Rhodes to play on the side. He would play it all the time, song after song, until the stinky mage was drunk and unconscious. After that, Rhodes would take us back to our respective rooms and leave the stinky mage there alone......"

Little Eve shook her legs happily on Barriet's shoulder, but still didn't touch the latter.

"By the way, and Corey, he was a little zombie, he was only three years old when he died, and his parents buried him in the cemetery, but one day on a full moon night, he crawled out of the cemetery himself! Am I smart, you say?"

Barrett nodded blankly, remembering the dull voice in his mind, 'Ahead、......、 Ahead、......

"Hee-hee, I knew you thought so too. She made a gesture of touching Barritt's stubble, but still didn't touch him.

"Later, Corey was caught by adventurers like you and sold to the stinky mage. Corey spends his days hiding in the corner, and when the stinky mage comes, he cries and cries, which is annoying. But when the stinky mage is away, he is still very obedient, and he will do whatever you ask him to do. Cecilia likes to tease him, because he is always yelling for meat, and sometimes Cecilia will put her hand in his mouth to tease him, and whenever Corey dares to bite, Cecilia will beat him with her fists and make him cry. But no matter how many times Corey is beaten, he doesn't have a long memory, and he still wants to eat meat, it's just too stupid!"

"I don't like meat, I like lemon cake, but my mother used to say that eating too much cake will hurt her teeth, but Eve has no teeth now, so she doesn't have to worry about that. ”

Little Eve stopped in front of Barrett again, and on the little pale cyan spirit, a pair of clear eyes looked at him silently, "It's just that Eve can't eat lemon cake now, because Eve is an undead, and the undead don't need to eat." ”

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