Chapter 29: The Figure
"Who?!"
Despite the inwardness, Luo Wei still grabbed the broom by the door and shouted at the top of his voice.
However, there was silence in the room.
In broad daylight, it is bright and clear, and it is the noon time when the yang energy is at its peak......
Should......
It can't be some kind of female ghost ghost, right......?
Luo Wei swallowed, bent down to maintain a highly vigilant posture, and touched the staircase all the way.
Directly across the stairs leading to the second floor, across the one-meter-wide corridor, is the bathroom where the female figure had just entered.
"Who's in there?!"
Lowe shouted as he slammed the bathroom door with his broom handle.
It's supposed to be human, right?
Thief? Bandit?
Or is it like the last time the Church of the Death Knell cultists?
Lowe's mind raced: If there was something in the bathroom at this point, it must be a physical creature.
After all, things like female ghosts and ghosts generally have no physical body, and they can pass directly through the wall, so it is impossible to reach out and open the bathroom door, and then close it after entering.
"I warn you, I'm Superintendent I of the Vito City Security Agency! You are now breaking into a private house and are suspected of burglary, and I have full rights to dispose of it! β
He emboldened himself by speaking loudly as he leaned sideways, trying to hook the doorknob with his foot to open it.
However, he failed.
This posture of cowardice and necessity is very similar to the self when he fought cockroaches in his previous life.
"I warn ...... again"
As Lowe was about to demonstrate again, he suddenly heard a sound coming from the bathroom.
Rustle of falling leaves, snow and rain.
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Luo Wei, who heard the voice, was stunned: Going to the toilet inside?
He was immediately furious: he was scared half to death, and the person inside actually broke into a private house in order to go to the toilet?!
Luo Wei didn't think about it, rushed forward, and pulled the bathroom door open.
However, nothing.
The bathrooms are quiet and all furnishings are as usual. The sound of water and the like, as if it had never existed.
Luo Wei was puzzled at first, and then his scalp tingled.
Is this really a ghost?! Visual and auditory hallucinations?
Bang bang bang!
The sudden knock at the gate made him tremble, and the broom in his hand was immediately aimed at the door, and his body was pressed against the wall.
"Who?!" Lowe shouted.
"Open the door and get your stuff."
Warrent's somewhat impatient voice rang out outside the door.
Lowe, who heard his voice, rushed to the door in three steps and two steps, and opened the door.
"Oh, my dear Warrent, I miss you."
βοΌοΌβ Warrent pressed his face and pushed him away, "You're sick!" β
"No, no, no, I'm telling you, hell just now! β¦β¦ Come in, come in! β
Lowe dragged Warrent into the room, closed the door, and immediately began to babble. As soon as he entered the door, he saw a female ghost in white, but he broke into the bathroom by himself, only to find that there was nothing......
Warrent held a bag of things in his hand and listened puzzled for a long time.
When Lowe finished speaking, he pondered for a while before asking, "How is your mental state?" β
"What do you mean?"
"Did you feel some kind of ...... Uncontrollable emotions? Like sadness, emptiness, loss of meaning, or extreme fear, madness? β
Warrent's words made Lowe stunned for a moment, and after carefully recalling it, he said, "I guess you want to ask, do you feel some kind of indescribable negative influence?" β
"Yes. You know, I've been in a trance-like and depressed state for a whole week after hearing the evil god's whispers. β
Warrent put the things in his hand on the low table, and lay down comfortably in the sofa chair, as if he was not talking about his black history.
"I don't think there's ......"
After recalling it carefully, Luo Wei gave a negative answer.
Moreover, even if it is really affected, the first thing that will be affected should be dreams, and the most intuitive thing is to have nightmares and not sleep well.
But from the time I traveled to the present, even if I have experienced such an unbelievable scene as the underworld, I have slept very peacefully. The only time I had a nightmare was when Captain Evan brought someone to test him for the first time, and was affected by the "severed finger" relic.
"Then you can only think about the influence of the ring on your hand." Warrent spread his hands, "I've seen the file of the 'Ring of Lightless', and although this thing is very useful, almost all wearers have experienced auditory and visual hallucinations. β
"Then it should be that there are auditory hallucinations first, and then hallucinations?" Lowe looked puzzled.
"What is recorded in the archives is only the results of what has been observed so far. After all, that thing is a holy relic, and no one can predict it, and what else it hides has not been discovered. β
As he spoke, Warrent suddenly laughed: "You may not have heard, I heard Captain Evan say, there is a 2F level holy relic in the 'Ruined Library', the name is 'Valkyrie's Armor', its original name is 'Lossless Armor', it is a set of armor that will not be damaged by physical attacks no matter what. β
"Huh? Why did it change its name later? β
"It's definitely because of its properties. The most outrageous thing about this set of armor is that the person who wears it, as long as it is a man, will inevitably gradually show various female characteristics. Like the hair is getting longer, the voice is getting thinner, and here's ...... And here......"
Warrent gestured up and down his body.
"No, here...... Will it be? Lowe was horrified.
If only the voice can be explained by the impact on hormone levels, then the fundamental characteristics of gender distinction have changed...... This is very unbelievable.
"It is said, just said. I haven't seen an example, so I'll just take it as an interesting anecdote. Warrent hastened to declare.
"Okay, no wonder it's called 'Valkyrie's Armor'......"
Lowe chatted with him for a while, and the nervousness and fear slowly dissipated a lot. Only then did he remember to ask what he meant:
"What are you doing today?"
"Your police uniform." Warrente pointed to the cloth bag on the coffee table with his chin, "The captain took a set back from the Security Department first, and let me give it to you." β
"Just sending something? Not responsible for spying on me? Lowe asked.
"You're my colleague now, what else are you spying on?" Warrent rolled his eyes, "Your magic sigil will be recorded in the 'Tower' and registered on the 'mirror' of our wizarding team, that thing can determine your location at any time, and there is no longer a need for a special person to monitor it." β
"I see."
Luo Wei said this, but he was still faintly scared in his heart: "Then what are you going to do next?" β
"Sleep, read. It's a rare day off, so let's pass the time with you this afternoon. Warrente shifted his position, narrowing his eyes comfortably.
"Yes, then you can do it yourself."
Luo Wei nodded reassuringly. On the one hand, if there are other people in the family, you will not be particularly afraid; On the other hand, Warrent, a young man, has a very good look but does not have a hobby of "hooking the bar and listening to music", so he is really very cultivated.
After all, this is an era when there are more "ticks" than schools. Less than two miles from Shissel Street is home to the largest "hook" in the entire city of Vito.
The irony is that in this "golden age" that is about to usher in the first dawn of human technology, the hook bar service is the highest-paid profession for women, and there is no one.
While comparing the memories of the two lives in his mind, Luo Wei walked upstairs and pushed the door into the study.
He had to find a way to try it and see if he could use his illusion to sacrifice a new set of tarot cards.
"Watercolour paper, cardboard, glue...... Would you like some more paint? β
After some hesitation, Luo Wei cut all the paper, put the paint together, and brought it all into his bedroom.
After stacking the materials on the table, Luo Wei closed the door and lay down on the bed and quickly entered the illusion.
Probably because he had already absorbed a tarot deck before, Lowe used his mind to construct a new deck of cards very smoothly.
He also imagined that the card surface was polished, waterproofed, etc., and the size of some cards was appropriately reduced, so that it was more convenient to hold in his hand.
After confirming that it was correct, he took the imaginary tarot card in his hand and began to chant the familiar divine incantation-
"The supreme ancestor, the first of the elephant emperor, the Taishang Laojun!
At the expense of real-world card-making materials,
Give me the tarot cards in my hand to reality! β
There was a slight vibration in the air, and Luo Wei felt his hands empty.
Before he could congratulate himself on the success of his spell, he suddenly felt a wave of weakness.
It was as if some strength in his body was being quickly drained away, and his brain began to swell and ache.
This is a manifestation of mental power being rapidly consumed!
Lowe felt incredible. Because he also saw that in the Tai Chi pattern in the canopy, there was a faint smoke-like energy, which was being drawn from the white yin and yang fish, and was constantly being poured into his body.
"It's ...... Magical energy? β
He didn't feel the energy "entering" his body, he just felt that something like a stream of water was flowing through his body to somewhere outside the illusion.
To put it bluntly, I'm like a conductor or a drain.
Luo Wei had a faint guess: "Could it be that these magic are flowing into the tarot cards?" β
But he only had time to guess.
A large amount of mental power was drained, and Luo Wei soon felt that he could not support it. Just when he was about to pass out, the feeling of extraction that had lasted for a long time finally ended.
Lowe quickly summoned a window into the real world, and saw that all the materials on his desktop had disappeared, replaced by a beautiful tarot deck.
"Succeeded......"
He withdrew from the illusion with the last of his strength, and before he even had time to open his eyes and glance at the desktop, he fell into a deep sleep as if he were unconscious.
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He didn't know how long he slept this night.
It's just that in a trance, I had a dream that wasn't quite normal.
The experience in the dream is so real, so real that it seems to be in realityβ
Lowe just lay quietly on the bed, his eyes open.
Then the bedroom door was pushed open.
A familiar, white-robed figure walked in.
Ignoring Lowe, she went straight to her desk, sat down in her chair, and picked up the tarot cards on the table with both hands.
Take a closer look.
Then gently stroke with your pale, slender fingers.
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The next moment, there was a knock on the door of the room, and Belinda pushed it open, poking her head out.
"Ahh βββ
Lowe lay on the bed and screamed, his stiff body suddenly regained its flexibility, and he immediately sat up in horror.
"What are you doing?"
Seeing him like this, Belinda pushed open the door and walked in suspiciously.
"Behind, back!"
Lowe's eyes widened, and he slammed out of bed, dragging his sister to his side and looking at the desk behind the door.
It was empty, and there was no one.
Only a brand new deck of tarot cards sits quietly on the table.
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Lowe fell into a momentary stupor, and after a while, he muttered suspiciously:
ββ¦β¦ What about people? β