Auroel walked to the table with a lamb chop knife plate, and said as she walked.

"I'm not sure if I can use the command method in that case, after all, I'm not a dancer and I don't have any occult knowledge, but I don't lose anything by trying."

"Yes," Lumian said with a smile as he took over the work at the stove, "at most it's a good night's sleep and recovery, and a little bleeding from the wound, you said, "What the hell is that man with three heads on the top of the mountain?"

"What does that hidden being have to do with the pollution in my body?"

Aurel put down his plate, turned around and said:

"Do you think too highly of your sister and me, that kind of strange thing, I have neither encountered nor heard of."

Without waiting for Lumian to respond, she added thoughtfully, "However, there are many similar images in the myths and legends of my hometown, with three heads and six arms, or gods or demons."

She continued: "And according to our guesses, the dream ruins are closely related to the pollution in your body, and the image of the giant can most likely find some mapping from the existence of that hidden being, and the honorific name or description of that person you said is different from the common one, each paragraph contains one aspect of some kind of power symbol, and the three forms are normal, so it is normal to correspond to three heads, just like the faces of the three-faced monster representing the three stages of human beings."

"As for why it has six arms, why it sits on the top of the Scarlet Mountain, and lacks intelligence, I can't guess."

"You focus on the wall for the time being, I think you can find a lot of useful clues."

"Okay," Lumian put the shredded potatoes into the pot and stir-fried them in oil according to the skills taught by his sister.

Aurel ended the conversation about the ruins of the dream, and said to Lumian, "I thought about it when you went to bed in the afternoon, and I plan to invite those three strangers to live in our house!" ”

"Why?" Lumian was puzzled.

Aurel looked at his brother's busy back and sighed: "I think we used the logic of normal people to speculate on the reaction of the parish priests, and you should not forget that some of those people have already accepted the gift, which is another point of view that they have been polluted."

"According to the mysterious woman, the influence of the gifts is mainly concentrated in the body and mind, that is, in addition to the acquisition of ability, there will also be a certain alienation of the personality, and in the case of self-inception, the more gifts, the more obvious and serious this induction."

"Yes," Lumian recalled the words of the mysterious lady, "she said that if she could not bear the great gift of her body, she would either become a monster, or a puppet of that being, or become a different kind of person, very cold-blooded towards the things that were cherished in the past." ”

Aurel concluded: "Therefore, the sooner the shepherd receives the gift, Pierre Barry and others are more likely to take revenge frantically, regardless of the overall situation of the parish priest." ”

"The five of us living together, watching and helping, will effectively increase our chances of surviving until the twelfth night."

After a moment's thought, Lumien agreed with his sister's proposal, and he turned to a very practical question?

"And where do they live? Passenger area? If you're not on the same floor, the effect of watching each other won't be as good. Aurel glanced at his brother who was frying shredded potatoes, "You move into my room, and leave your bedroom and the study on the second floor to those two strangers." ”

"Huh?" Lu Dianmian didn't expect her sister to make such an arrangement, "I'll sleep in the same bed with you"

Seeing his reaction, Oroel laughed and said, "What's this, 2, the daughter of the rivers and lakes is informal." ”

"Huh?" Lumian understood what her sister said.

Aurore laughed, "I mean, it's all in this situation, don't worry about those little things anymore. ”

"Do you want to squeeze in a bed with Ryan and Valentine, or sleep with Leah?"

"It's true that you can't rest assured that they're finished," Lumian nodded.

The three official investigators only cooperated with their siblings because they were also stuck in a loop, and who knows if they would take advantage of the opportunity to secretly move their hands and feet to facilitate the arrest of the two wild extraordinaries as soon as the cycle is lifted.

Aurore then smiled and said, "Then if they don't feel at ease, we can choose to squeeze into one room, and you can sleep in the other one." ”

"Again, a room is better." Lumian felt that through the wall, Ao Xiaoloel was no longer easily broken by each other.

Then he added: "Remind me tomorrow to replenish the stockpile, after Lent the people in the village will become more and more strange, we will probably have to stick to this place or hide in the nearest alpine meadow."

Then she beckoned her brother to dinner, and before the sun had completely set, Lumian came out of the half-down two-story building, ready to invite Ryan and the others to move into her house.

Seeing that the old tavern was looking at Lumien, Bene was walking down the village avenue with three Pons, and almost at the same time, the black-haired, blue-eyed and sturdy commoner also saw Lumian.

His legs shook involuntarily, as if recalling some terrible pain, and he fell into a stupor, looking at Lumian not far away.

He wanted to take revenge and come back, but he was afraid that he would encounter the last thing again and be broken one by one.

By the time Ponsberge hesitated, Lumian had a big smile on his face.

"Yo, isn't this my rebellious son?" He strode over to the villain who had drowned Raymond and his three thugs in a posture that was going to beat them up.

Seeing this, Pontis no longer hesitated, and glanced at the three thugs beside him, signaling them to hurry up.

The three thugs immediately rushed to Lumian, and each took out short sticks, iron rods, and other things.

Lumian also sped up, seeing that he was about to collide with the three thugs, he suddenly jumped up, jumped over one of them, and all three thugs missed, Lumian grabbed one of them by the shoulder and forced him to turn over in midair.

At this time, his lower back seemed to become an extremely flexible spring, which helped him grab the enemy hard, and completed the subsequent roll, a vigorous and free front flip.

Lumian threw the enemy out and smashed it to the ground.

With a bang, the thug was thrown and his eyes turned black, and his whole body was in pain, and it was difficult to get up for a while.

At this time, Lumian fell behind the other two, and the distance between him and Ponsben was seven or eight paces.

He leaned down slightly and rushed to the villain in his heart.

While Ponsberge hurriedly dodged, he shouted "Hurry! Stop him."

The remaining two thugs hurriedly turned around and chased after Lumian, and Ponts Hui Libene also adjusted his mentality and brazenly faced this bastard boy to prepare to drag him and complete the peace.

Just when the two thugs were about to catch up behind Lumian, Lumian, who had deliberately not run with all his strength, suddenly braked and crouched down, and the two thugs not only failed to hit the target in the friction sound, but because they didn't have time to stop, they tripped and lost their balance by him and fell.

Ponsberge stumbled in front of him with the villain, and Lumian luncian lunged down like a tiger, grabbed the two thugs by the necks, lifted them up and smashed their heads into each other's foreheads.

Bang!

The two thugs' foreheads were instantly red and swollen, and they fainted on the spot.

Immediately afterwards, Lumian threw away the burden, and his body slid half-around to the back of Ponce, who had just climbed up, and he immediately grabbed the other man's two arms and bent them backwards, and the click sounded, and Ponce Bennet let out a scream of great pain.

"How? Pretty cool, isn't it?" Lumian smiled and asked the curled Pompon head as he lifted the creature and walked out of the village.

It wasn't long before he came to the river, grabbed Pontsben by the back of the head and forced him into the water.

Gollum's anger bubbled for a while, and Lumian lifted the water in Ponsberge's brain and turned his face to his face and asked with a smile, "Isn't it cool to bully others!"

Ponsberge's face was covered with water, and his expression was extremely painful, and he couldn't answer a lot of his nose and saliva.

"Isn't it cool?" Lumian's voice suddenly became louder, grabbed the scoundrel's head, and slammed his pot forehead into the water and onto the pebbles.

Bright red blood floated out of the water, and Ponsberge struggled with his legs but couldn't lift his head.

Grunt, as time passed, the amplitude became smaller and smaller, and Lumien brought him up.

Stretched out his left hand and patted his face, "Let me ask you, isn't it cool to bully people?" ”

Ponsberge's eyes were full of fear, and he didn't know how to answer.

Just then, a figure came to the river, and it was Pierre Berry.

He looked at the miserable Peng's hiss, and said in a gentle tone, "It's all from the same village, and it's almost the same to this extent, and you still want to kill him!" ”

Lumian immediately let go of the palm that grabbed the back of Ponsberge's head, stood up and said to Pierre Berry with a smile: "Listen to you, remember to tell this sow to raise it, don't bully people in the future."

Without waiting for Pierre Berry to respond to him, he walked past the shepherd to Ryan's room on the second floor of the old tavern in the village, told the three official investigators what his sister thought, and after glancing at Lea Valentet, Rhine nodded.

"That's a great idea, and in this situation, being scattered means that it is not powerful enough and easy to be targeted."

"We can move to your house now and go with our luggage." On the way home for Lumian and Orodmon, Leah jingled to the ground: "What are your arrangements for that secret room?"

"Arrangement?" Lumien scoffed, "You think I can handle that?" ”

"It seems that you are still more cautious, then I will rest assured." Leah said with a smile.

Ryan added to her, "We mean that if the things in the Chamber of Secrets are real, then the Prima in our Chamber is the key to the cycle, then they must be represented in the ritual of the twelfth night, and if they have nothing to do with the source of the cycle, then why should we take the risk of exploring?"

"Short, wait patiently for the twelfth night?" Lumian asked with some understanding.