Curiosity can cause a lot of trouble to a person, which Zhou Shu knows all too well. He had reached the mental age where he would not be casually curious, and this age probably increased with the troubles he encountered.

That being said, there were some things he was ready to take the liberty of asking.

After finishing the Dinglan cultivation course in the morning, there was still no new plan of action, and Zhou Shu, who stayed in the palace all day as a guest of Tiddlelem, went to look for Tourel, who was also a guest.

The self-proclaimed unparalleled Tourel has not been idle lately, she is a magician, and she is helping the royal family to make a magic prop, which can amplify the voice of Her Majesty the Queen and allow more people to hear.

Zhou Shu also heard just now that this Turrell is going to make a megaphone with a price of twenty or thirty yuan.

He had always had one of this thing, and he had used it many times before, but he didn't have a chance to find it in the box of the Dragon Treasure in front of people. After all, there are so many things that it's still a hassle to find a certain item.

When I came to Turrell's apartment, sure enough, the smell near the room was like walking down the bakery street. She occupied a large courtyard by herself, and lived in a cottage by the palace garden lake, which was said to have been the gardener's quarters. Turrell prefers to listen to the rustle of leaves, saying that she thinks of life on Tosu Island, so she strongly asks to get rid of the gardener, and her dove also succeeds in occupying the magpie's nest.

Since Her Majesty's guests were housed here, many soldiers were crammed into the otherwise clean environment of the neighborhood. Zhou Shu felt that there were still a few guards, who knew if this magician would suddenly cause something to explode, and it would be better to prepare more manpower and buckets to put out the fire at any time.

The so-called 'like to listen to the rustle of leaves', Zhou Shu glanced at the early winter woods, which were almost completely bald, and he believed that Tourel lived by the lake to prevent fire.

I just walked to the door of a girl. I was about to get the trick when I heard a rumbling sound coming from inside the door. It's not the sound of an explosion, but Zhou Shu, who is very bad at chemistry, can basically hear it. It should be the noise caused by atmospheric pressure.

Regardless of pushing open the door of the girl's room, there was only one room in the gardener's hut, densely packed with a large number of pottery. This made Zhou Shu think of Yu Feiniao.

In the middle of the room, there stood a red-shirted girl who was busy extinguishing the flames on the floor with her blouse. This also made Zhou Shu think of Yu Feiniao.

"Did I hear me wrong?" Zhou Shu thought that he walked up to Turrell and pushed her away, and stepped on the small fire on the floor with two casual steps.

Turrell breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the flames extinguished. Then he saw that the person who came in was Zhou Shu, and he was naked, so Zhou Shu was kicked out of the house.

Master Zhou really doesn't have any interest in the upper body of girls now, but he still knows that his actions must have offended this wizard lady in the conservative world.

"I'd rather be burned to death. I don't want what just happened to me!"

In the room, Turrell's cries were heard as she almost collapsed. Zhou Shu rubbed his temples with a headache, and decided to find an opportunity for her to see what it would be like for a person to be burned alive in the future. When he was running around to cause chaos in the country of the East, he burned enough people to make a reinforced company go to hell.

When the magician's crying was a little quieter, Zhou Shu took out a small mirror, looked for an apologetic expression and put it on, and pushed the door into the room again.

This time, Turrell put on his coat and fireproof cloak, and sat on the floor where it had just caught fire, crying.

Zhou Shu knows very well. At this time, if he apologized for what happened just now, the woman in front of him would cry endlessly until the second half of the night. I haven't even arrived for lunch yet.

"How's your research, I wanted to come and see the world. ”

Turrell was keenly aware that this guy wanted to divert the conversation. The mood was even worse. But she was still sensible, and knew that it seemed more appropriate not to talk about it, so she endured her grievances and wiped away her tears and prepared to talk about something else.

Zhou Shu is actually quite incomprehensible to Turrell's reaction, although it is normal for girls in this kind of information blockage to react more to this kind of thing, but magicians should not belong to this category, right?

When it comes to work, Tourel seems to be much more professional. With some red eyes, she rummaged in front of the workbench for a long time, and then took out a round stone that her palm was just enough to hold like Doraemon had pulled out a future prop.

"Hold the stone and speak. Sound can be amplified. However, the use time is a bit short, and I need to use my mana to recharge. ”

Zhou Shu grabbed the stone and fiddled with it for a while. Then he pulled a long 'oh~', and the amplified sound echoed through the room.

He returned the stone to Turrell. Then he asked curiously, since this prop to amplify the sound has been made, what were you doing just now to make the house catch fire?

Turrell originally thought that Zhou Shu wanted to interrupt and reveal what had just happened, but when she saw it and talked about her side, she immediately cried again, and her voice was amplified many times by the stone in her hand, believing that all the guards nearby should have heard it.

Throwing away the stone angrily, Turrell wanted to drive Zhou Shu away. Zhou Shu also held on to the door frame with a dead face and let the magician push it, and performed what it means to be motionless like a mountain.

Normally, it is rare for him to be so cheeky with women, but today he is really idle, and it is rare to think of something that can be used to relieve boredom, so the whole person is very persistent.

As a magician, the magic that Honeytea Turrell can use is very limited in power and form. She's more like the scientist behind a superhero, providing various props to help them keep the city peaceful.

finally made Turrell so tired that he gave up the idea of driving people out, and Zhou Shu was also very eyeless and continued to ask about the fire just now.

He didn't mean to make trouble with the girl, the problem was that he didn't know the cause of the fire, and he was worried that Turrell would get into trouble again and be burned to death.

After asking, I learned that Zhou Shu had taken out a firearm to perform before, and Turrell recently wanted to try to imitate how the firearm worked. I'm trying something.

She did this for the same reason as Zhou Shu running around, out of boredom.

Now that the war in the Western Capital has eased considerably, Tiddlerum has courtiers to assist him. I don't really need to get Turrell as a magician. As a result, as a guest, she no longer had the responsibility of being a staff officer. I can only find something to do for myself.

After hearing this, Zhou Shu felt quite empathetic, and the army hoped that he could cooperate with the rhythm of the military's frontal battlefield to fight with the country of the east. Now the military is accumulating strength, and they don't want to startle the snake, so Zhou Shu can only nest in the palace.

Although he understood Turrell's boredom, Zhou Shu still asked her to stop tinkering with guns or something.

"This thing is too dangerous and can easily get into an accident. Besides, I'm not a magic prop at all, and you can't understand it as a magician. ”

As soon as this remark came out. It can be regarded as the tipping point that touched the unparalleled Tourel in the world.

"Are you underestimating me?" Turrell expressed anger at the second half of Zhou Shu's sentence, "It seems that you don't know me, and there is no intellectual problem in this world that I can't solve." ”

"Uh......" Zhou Shu was speechless.

Talking big, bragging, this many people will. But the person who can blatantly say Turel's words, except for Sister Feng, I am afraid that there is really no one else.

Zhou Shu stared at Turel, thinking of Luo Yufeng, who had been unsurpassed for three hundred years, and covered his mouth and snickered on the side.

He also knew that the reason why Tourel said this, in addition to her self-confidence, also contained the single type of knowledge in this world. Some issues such as limited depth.

Zhou Shu now really wants to give her a math problem, such as the Hodge conjecture, the Riemann hypothesis, and the like. However, he had only heard of these things by name, and he couldn't describe them to the people of the West who didn't even have mathematical symbols. By the way, considering that my own addition and subtraction are sometimes not accurate. The four arithmetic could only be mastered with the help of a calculator, so he decided to let Tourel go for the time being and let the woman continue to be arrogant.

Out of the grief of a liberal arts student, Tourel dodged an exam that would have been embarrassing for her. She still maintained her confidence after her wild words.

"Alas. Zhou Shu sighed, "There are some things I can't understand with you." I'm going back and I'm coming to you for tea another day. ”

"Don't go!"

Turrell grabbed Zhou Shu's sleeve and pulled him to prevent him from going out.

With the little strength of the magician, although it is impossible to drag Zhou Shu, it is still OK to drag his clothes to damage.

Master Zhou ignored Turrell and continued to walk out. Turrell tugged at the sleeve until half of the sleeve's owner's shoulder peeked out of the collar.

Men who don't wear off-the-shoulder outfits are some of them unaccustomed to chilly shoulders. So he stopped.

"Why do you want to invite me to lunch?"

"Lunch? Turrell pulled out a basket from under the table. It was breakfast brought to her by the waiter. In the morning, she was a little busy, and she didn't eat until now.

It's still a little short of time for lunch, but Zhou Shu doesn't mind drinking a glass of juice with Tourelle.

Some of the things in the breakfast basket are now inedible, such as fried eggs and slices of meat, which will have become dry. Fortunately, the baked cake was okay.

The two of them shared the same cake and sighed in the messy room. At the same time, the two of them realized that they were a little childish just now, and they regretted it.

"That's right. Turrell stared at the man beside him, against his face, "What are you trying to do when you came to me?"

Zhou Shu is very unaccustomed to casting his gaze. He had only been seen by the marshal to dye his hair before, although he didn't know if there was hair dye in this country.

"I want to ask you something, about His Majesty Tid. ”

"It sounds like what you're trying to ask is a bit sensitive. ”

"Probably not, right?" Zhou Shu scratched his cheek with his index finger stained with cake grease, "I heard that the evaluation of Ditid Xià outside is not high, and there are many rumors related to her......"

"I know what you're trying to say. Don't believe that, it's all shadowless. ”

"Then why did the rumors spread like that?"

Regarding the formation of such a thing as rumors, Zhou Shu wrote a thesis during his college years, and his major also involved some sociological content.

He was well aware that these word-of-mouth things would be biased to two extremes, either extremely perfect or extremely bad, and that truth and rumors were always far apart. Because it's impossible not to add subjectivity to what one hears about what's really going on.

None of this mattered, he wondered what kind of events had come to this version.

Turrell wasn't quite keen to answer that question. After all, this involves the god of lust, and she herself has just been seen with her upper body gone. It's really embarrassing enough for her to cite this topic.

However, seeing Zhou Shu's serious and strict face, Turrell believed that this guy should not have any bad intentions. Even when he first stepped into the house, he didn't look at his disheveled self.

Turrell had never seen such a male, and she was an extremely rare possessor of magic in this country. Because of this appearance, she has been accustomed to seeing men's ugliness since she was a child, and Zhou Shu's actions made her feel very fresh.

In fact, the princess was only implicated in this incident, and at the time when the rumors were spreading, there was a novel describing the life of the god of lust and lust that spread very well in the country. Belch. You know, it's the kind of bad fiction. ”

Turrell still knows a lot about this, because it involves books, although she was on Tosu Island at the time of the incident, but she investigated the situation soon after coming to this country. It's just an inference.

Zhou Shu looked embarrassed when he saw Turrell mention the novel, and waved his hand intimately, "I understand these, so I don't have to reluctantly describe that novel." ”

"That's so grateful. Turrell sighed, "The novel is a collection of short stories, and there is not a single serious story in it. The protagonist of all the short stories is the cat of the god of lust, who is said to be alive now. It seems to be one of the few patron saints who fled from the Crescent Harbor. ”

Zhou Shu remembered what happened when he rescued the burned Moon Weyer, and said to Turrell with a smile: "Indeed, that bow tie cat should be able to run away." He is much faster than Luna. ”

Turrell now believes what Zhou Shu said before, and the two have known each other on other timelines. Seeing Zhou Shu mention it again, she interrupted her topic and asked Zhou Shu rhetorically, "You said that we had met in Crescent Harbor before, can you carefully describe how we met at that time, and what did you say?"

"Why do you ask this?"

"It's just curiosity. It's obviously something that you and I have experienced together, and now only you remember, I think it's a little unfair. ”

Turrell smiled as she said this. Looks like she's in a much better mood than she was just now.

"It's the first time we met...... Zhou Shu recalled the scene when the God of Calamity appeared.

The first time the two of them met was after the Calamity God attacked Crescent Harbor. All the local residents gathered in the square to worship the evil gods.

At that time, Turrell was also very faceless, and she used her hometown dialect to miss it. I can't get used to those guys who worship evil gods. In the end, he even had a conflict with those people, and was finally rescued by Zhou Shu. However, at that time, she insisted that even if Zhou Shu didn't make a move, she would be able to escape alone.

That contact wasn't much of a deal for the two of them, but they had met a few times since. Zhou Shu thought about what happened at the dock that night.

"The two of us first escaped from tens of thousands of people together, and the Calamity was raging at the time. Later, when I killed the moon god for the second time, we met again at the docks, and together we found a strange statue that summoned the god of calamity. ”

"Statue?Calamity?!"

Previously, Zhou Shu had perfunctory Turrell and said some half-truths to fool her. At that time, Turrell heard that it was the man in front of him who saved him, so he told the gold mine in return.

"You didn't save me from the Calamity, did you?"

"It's not. The god of calamity didn't cause us much trouble, and after that I destroyed the statue, he didn't come out. ”

Turrell listened to Zhou Shu's brainless words, and the whole person didn't understand the situation at all. There was no way, Zhou Shu could only tell her little by little, and it was not until the person who delivered lunch came over that it was over.

"You're saying that after you broke that strange statue, the Calamity didn't reappear. And the people who transport the statues are quirky, too?"

Zhou Shutan spread his hands, "That's right, it's just ordinary dock boatmen who carry them, as for the owner of the statue, I heard where the merchant came from." ”

Turrell nodded as she heard these words, grabbing the tortillas-like food in her lunch and eating it as she put on a 'I'm thinking' look.

After eating a tortilla, she finally recovered from her settled state.

"I've finally figured out why the god of calamity has only wreaked havoc in the West Country for so many years, because merchants can't smuggle goods into the East Country!"

"What are you talking about?" Zhou Shu, who was tired of telling the story, was drinking another juice in his lunch basket, so that Turel, who was a little thirsty after eating the staple food, had no drink to drink.

Turrell didn't answer Zhou Shu's words, but interrupted and turned the topic back to the princess's reputation.

She said that the reason why the princess was so unlucky was because the small book that made up a lot of messy stories was popular in China, setting off a wave of using the god of lust to make up stories. One of the stories was very clever in narration, and the content was also popular among ordinary people, so it became popular throughout the country by word of mouth. The heroine of that story was Tiddlelem, the only princess in the kingdom at that time.

"These are all my guesses. Many illiterate commoners heard the story in the novel and mistakenly thought it was the true gossip that had been circulated from the palace, so they changed their tone and told it to more people, and then the rumor became what it is now. ”

Zhou Shu felt very sorry for Tiddlelem, and it was also difficult for this unlucky guy to make her unable to win the hearts of the people, and she was abused every day with words that were very excessive for women.

"Okay, I got it. And what about the god of calamity? You seem to have thought of something interesting. (To be continued)