"Dear Holy Son, may I ask if you want to find a place to stay now?"

"To rest your noble Eucharist."

The only three remaining apparitions looked at Jack, who seemed to be doubting the reality of the world, and looked at each other.

Then one of them walked up to him and asked him softly.

At this moment, his voice is not as dull as before, and the sound quality is much clearer.

It was as if I had changed from a heavy wall to a room with only a single glazing glass at once.

This is because when Ji Yan was leaving, he fished out these three people for convenience.

As for why he called Jack the Son......

Is it true that the three of them can't notice such an obvious gaze on his body?

Hearing the hint from the apparition, Jack came back to his senses.

He looked at the three of them, who were the phantoms of his subordinates, and opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a while.

I'm not a man of words.

What he just said in front of the Lord of Confusion can only be thought of in a desperate situation.

Usually he has always maintained a taciturn posture.

"No, no, no, I have to go back anxiously."

Jack waved his hand and said, it was so late, his mother must have been waiting in a hurry.

And if you have a place to live, how can you still live outside.

In today's skyrocketing prices, outside hotels are quite expensive.

The Phantom was silent for a moment, then bent down.

Jack took a deep breath and felt his feet go a little soft.

He was standing in the middle of the crossroads, surrounded by all sorts of carriages.

One of them seemed to see Jack, but instead of dodging, he hit it directly.

This was already a matter of course for the coachman who drove the carriage.

Because almost every month, fools die under the hooves of horses.

As for whether you ever thought about stopping the carriage......

If he dares to waste the time of the noble grandfather, then he will have to provide nourishment for the flowers and plants in the nobleman's yard like his predecessor.

So the driver had no choice but to crash into it.

There is no need to care about the dead at all, because the owner is a nobleman, and it depends on the owner to beat the dog.

So there is no need to be held responsible for this.

The carriage was getting closer and closer to Jack, and the man was still talking to the air.

He behaves like a fool.

In the eyes of the coachman, it seems that he has seen that familiar scene.

With a terrible wail, the red liquid splashed and was blocked by the shield.

Do not stain it with a drop of blood.

The phantom, who had retreated, saw the carriage that was about to crash into the Holy Son out of the corner of his eye.

The corners of his mouth smiled contemptuously, and the ripples on his body moved slightly.

A cloud of white mist instantly appeared in front of the carriage.

It swelled and grew, and then headed for the carriage.

The white mist enveloped the entire carriage.

It's like a gentle mother holding her baby slowly.

The carriage drowned in the arms of the white mist.

Jack seemed to feel a breeze encroaching on the back of his head.

He turned his head to look, but there was nothing.

There was a slight doubt in his eyes, but he didn't make too many stops on the road.

Because he found that he seemed to be back to the normal world.

Jack could perceive his own presence in the gaze of those passers-by.

It feels like the world has never been so cute again.

I don't know if it's because the kingdom of Lanxi has completely rotted.

Even the soldiers guarding the city gate casually let him pass through the gate.

Jack hurried home.

And the phantom behind him is like a ghost, like a shadow.

They floated in front of the soldiers, but no one stopped them, as if they were completely unaware.

Jack hurried back home, then quietly opened them.

In the dim candlelight, a thin figure was sitting quietly in a chair.

"Mom's ......"

Jack snorted hesitantly when he saw his mother's gaze.

The next moment, the woman's figure jumped.

He took off his shoes and swung them at Jack.

Jack didn't dodge, and took the blow firmly with his head down.

The phantom who followed behind was suddenly startled, and then a trace of anger ignited.

It is so bold to dare to make a move against the Holy Son!

He was about to step forward to make a move, but was stopped by another phantom.

Frowning, the phantom looked at the man who had stopped him.

"If you want to leave this world early, you can make a move."

The other phantom sneered and withdrew his blocking arm.

He hesitated, but in the end he didn't make a move.

So the three apparitions watched as their Son was chased around by a weak woman.

"Why don't we get out of here first?"

"Uh-huh."

"Uh-huh."

With the unanimous consent of the other two, the three apparitions vanished in place.

Only Jack was left with his head in his arms.

Afterwards, he clutched his aching ass and bared his teeth back to his bedroom.

Only then did he realize that the three peas were still tightly clutched in the palm of his hand.

Looking at the three peas through the moonlight, Jack's eyes contained endless complex colors.

He felt that the beginning of all this seemed to start with being forced to change the three peas.

And just now my mother didn't ask about the cattle sale.

She seemed to have guessed something.

Thinking of this, Jack's teeth grinded hatefully a few times.

I completely held a grudge against that old man in my heart.

That's the money I used to study!

What are you and your mother working so hard for?

Isn't it just the last few years?

Thinking of this, Jack's nose was sour, and he felt even more aggrieved and resentful.

He looked up at the three apparitions that appeared in the corner at some point.

Then he stopped the expression on his face, and then collapsed tightly.

"Honorable Son, with your noble body, you actually live here!"

One of the apparitions uttered the words in a chanting tone.

Jack's place of residence isn't very good, but it's better than the average civilian.

But in the eyes of the three of them, it is indeed the same existence as a garbage heap.

Before Jack could reply, the trio made a major makeover to the room.

I saw a white mist gushing out and filling the whole room.

Then, one by one, the original dilapidated furniture was replaced by something very delicate.

The original candle flame was replaced with a crystal lamp that scattered colorful light.

The tables and chairs were also replaced by gold-inlaid mahogany.

An elegant jade statue with wooden ornaments replaced.

……

And the bed where Jack slept in the end, because of the space, looked a little inferior.

Looking at the room that had been changed beyond recognition, Jack's mouth was almost closed.

What exactly is going on.

Jack then fell back into deep thought.