Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Is there even a key location?

I have to say that although she was not so dreamy, Ms. Claire's level of cooperation was still high.

Not to mention mobilizing people's enthusiasm, without the suppression of the rules of the dream, it was actually easy to gain another important information.

No matter how you look at the mysterious room mentioned by this person, it will help you understand the meaning of the epidemic.

"You just mentioned that Mr. Leake 'was' a doctor?"

After assessing Claire's dreaming state and confirming that it was still stable, she continued to ask.

"Yes... when I met him, he had already retired."

This question seemed to make Claire a little uncomfortable, but seeing that Master Grimshaw was just listening attentively without any strange expression, her mood quickly settled down.

"Although he is not very old yet, according to him, he wants to enjoy life as much as possible before his energy declines."

But even so, Claire still emphasized in a casual tone that the age difference between herself and her husband was not that big.

"I understand completely, including me."

Nodding, Fu Qian expressed his agreement with the noble lady's statement, and even used himself as an example to echo the character created previously.

"That's why I value money so much. It's good to be able to help, but I want to save enough for retirement as soon as possible."

"Based on your age, you are indeed a bit younger."

The master who performed astonishingly, but at this moment was so supportive of the service industry, obviously made Ms. Claire feel good, she chuckled and looked up and down in front of her.

"If you have time later, you are welcome to come over and be a guest. When Li Ke feels better."

This person was not completely stupid, and quietly emphasized what Fu Qian should do at this moment.

"Of course. Fortunately, with your help, madam, I have basically confirmed what happened to your husband."

Facts have proved that the master is the master. Faced with the pressure from customers, Fu Qian just nodded slightly and spoke gently but firmly.

……

Ah...is this confirmed?

Fu Qian's answer was obviously far beyond Claire's expectations, and even the dream state was a little unstable.

"Did I mention something crucial just now? Did Rick's abnormality come from his experience as a doctor?"

For a moment, she subconsciously recalled the content of the exchange just now.

"uncertain."

Fu Qian actually had no intention of going with the flow and pointed at Claire's right hand while shaking his head.

"But it is correct that your abnormality should originate from Mr. Leake."

My anomaly?

Claire was obviously more confused. Following the master's guidance, she saw that what she was holding in her right hand was her husband's watch.

"There's still something wrong with this thing? But I didn't find anything unusual about myself—"

Her questions came to an abrupt end the next moment, as a hand actually pressed on her eyes, completely blocking her vision.

A strange feeling came, as if wisps of ice mist were blowing in front of him.

Before Claire could question, the hand blocking her vision had been taken away, and her eyes were bright again.

"Look again."

The voice coming to her ears made her subconsciously not look away, and she almost froze in the next moment.

In the field of vision, the originally smooth skin of his right hand was actually covered with black and red traces, which looked strange and ferocious at first glance.

Even these special marks are still rippling and flowing in a gentle manner, as if they are alive.

"What is this……"

Finally unable to hold on any longer, Claire asked sharply while checking other places tremblingly.

The black and red traces that seemed to be alive were not only present on the right hand, but such horrifying traces could be seen everywhere. In her panic, she no longer had the courage to look at her face in the mirror.

……

"dirty stuff."

However, the master who had just helped her see the truth of the world was still calm and without any fluctuations in his tone, trying to calm the customer's mood to the greatest extent possible.

Adhering to the purpose of the service industry, Fuqian did not make any pretense, but answered all questions.

"What haunts your husband and is transmitted from him to you."

"As for what it is, you don't actually need to ask me. Take a closer look."

look carefully……

Claire, whose mood was slightly stable, followed the instructions for a moment, and once again mustered up the courage to focus on the back of her hand.

That is……

This time she looked at it particularly carefully, so much so that she didn't miss any of the points that made up the traces.

what--

In less than two seconds, an uncontrollable scream finally sounded.

"You read that right, they are all alive."

As a master in the service industry, Fu Qian very considerately considered that the customer may have temporarily lost his language ability and took the initiative to explain without waiting for questioning.

"Every point is the embodiment of filth. They weave themselves like a swarm of insects, entangle themselves, and then entangle your souls."

……

Of course what Ms. Claire is wearing is fake.

Although it is not that stable, it is still the master of dreams. If you do some small operations like this, you don't have to worry about scaring people out.

As for the inspiration for this change, it was plagiarized from Brother Alakir to a certain extent.

The pollution that happened to her sister Veer when she was in Lit's dream appeared in a similar form.

Countless flying insects gather into ever-changing patterns.

The reason for choosing this style is also very simple. For a woman, the impact of small bugs will undoubtedly be very good.

"But why would I...get them away quickly!"

Facts have proved that the effect is indeed very good.

Under Fu Qian's explanation, Ms. Claire's screams rose another two octaves, and her body became completely stiff and she did not dare to move.

"Simply because you're contaminated."

With a chuckle, Fu Qian actually stood up and grabbed the opponent's right wrist.

"Watches can indeed be thrown away, that's not the key."

Noticing that because of her words, Claire almost subconsciously wanted to throw away the watch in her hand, but unfortunately her too stiff fingers could not be stretched out for a moment, she affirmed gently before paying.

Boom!

This tone seemed to bring encouragement, and Claire's hands finally opened like chicken claws, letting the valuable watch fall onto the table.

"Very good. It may hurt a little. Be careful not to move."

While complimenting him casually, Master Grimshaw's other hand slowly approached the mark hovering on the skin.

hiss……

It was hard to even call it painful. It was like being pricked by hairs, and a strange itching appeared on the surface of the skin, which quickly became a patch.

While feeling this change, in Claire's horrified eyes, a dense cloud of black and red actually rose up and merged into the opponent's passing palm. (End of chapter)