Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 151 Vampires are ghosts too!

"Well good afternoon, Mr. Destiny."

After looking at Ron for more than ten seconds, Justice Audrey lowered her head in frustration, and then, as the blond boy expected, she subconsciously puffed up her cheeks slightly and quickly calmed down.

Alas~ Audrey, your disguise skills are not good at all, and you were recognized by Mr. Destiny right away.

Miss Justice pursed her lips aggrievedly and bowed gracefully to welcome the guests and Tarot Club companions who came to her home.

"Mr. Ron, I don't think that just observing your actions will lead to suspicion. This can be completely understood as my curiosity. Apart from this, what else makes you think that I am just?"

The girl's emerald green eyes looked at the blond boy again and asked another question that she realized after she concluded her mistake.

Hum, ╯^╰. Of course, you Mr. Fools are too stupid and can't block my sight at all.
Facing the beautiful lady's question, Ron snorted disdainfully in his heart and did not choose to tell the truth.

Because a great man once said that what is in the heart cannot be spoken, and what is spoken is not what is in the heart.

Yes, it was Emperor Russell who said it!

And Ron has no interest in tearing down Klein, because he can indeed be called a "great being" above Sefirah Castle.

The blond boy's eyes swept over the aristocratic lady's earrings, headdress, and necklace inlaid with pure gems, and then swept over the home with exquisite materials and the most cutting-edge clothing design of the Loen Kingdom this year. Skirt, said simply:
"Because you are rich!"

"what?"

Ron's answer made Audrey make a confused sound, and a slight look of astonishment appeared on her pure and indescribable face, making her whole person look a little dazed.

"Are you rich? Including the secret organization information I purchased with Mr. Hanged Man, I spent less than three thousand pounds on the Tarot Club. These are not even as expensive as some of my sets of jewelry."

Obviously, Miss Justice, who is a rich woman, does not think that three thousand pounds is a huge amount, but she does not know that the great Mr. Fool is still selling his body and soul to the evil god for one pound a week as overtime compensation.

"That's it. It seems that I am not a qualified audience yet. Thank you for reminding me, Mr. Destiny."

Audrey Hall smiled politely and said a polite word, then she dragged the hem of this month's latest style home skirt, walked briskly, and sat on the single sofa next to Ron.

"You don't have to be so polite, Miss Justice, just call me Ron."

"Okay, Mr. Ron, but according to the principle of reciprocity, you don't need to be so polite. Just call me Audrey. After all, we are all fellow Tarot Club members..."

Audrey Hall's green eyes carefully looked at the boy beside her. With a sincere smile on her face, she formally introduced herself.

However, when she talked about the Tarot Club, she turned slightly sideways, pretending to whisper, and lowered her voice, for fear that someone might overhear their conversation in this living room where there was no one or any dog.

"Audrey, what are you talking about?"

But at this moment, Hazel's voice came from outside the door. She looked suspiciously at the two people who were chatting happily. She didn't understand how this was the second time they met. How could these two guys be so familiar?
"It's nothing Hazel, I'm just saying hello to Mr. Ron."

As an audience member, Audrey Hall naturally heard the suspicion in the dark green-haired girl's question. She laughed secretly in her heart and answered the other person's doubts without any abnormalities.

For the next hour, the three of them chatted and got to know each other.

Of course, the only ones who knew each other well were Ron and Audrey. They were talking and laughing about various topics, which made Hazel feel a little weird. It seemed that these two people were hiding something from her.

……

West End.

Green Park Street. The crimson moon hung high in the sky.

The moonlight, which is like a red gauze, is like the most elite soldier, breaking through the obstacles of the thick haze and shining into this extremely prosperous capital.

A dark, dark, single-family three-story house with no light reflected inside stood here covered in moonlight.

The house does not occupy a large area, but in Backlund, where land is at a premium, it actually has its own courtyard, garden and lawn.

It's just that its yard is quite messy, with all kinds of unnamed weeds growing wildly, as if no one has taken care of it for a long time.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew through the neck, and thin layers of frost instantly condensed on the walls of the house. The frost continued to spread outward, making the hall on the first floor feel as cold as if it had just entered winter.

"It's now 8:35 p.m., and Maric has already gone out to look for Steve. He doesn't give us much time to prepare."

Wearing a black gothic palace dress, a small bonnet of the same color, with light blond hair and blue eyes, the innocent lady looked at the helper invited to the Extraordinary gathering beside her.

"Miss Wraith, don't worry. The vampires keep their promises. Since I have received your reward, I will not let go at the critical moment!"

The voice was made by a beautiful lady wearing a black trench coat and a black gauze bonnet, with shiny white hair and blood-red eyes.

Although her appearance is not as good as that of the witch, she is indeed excellent. Her high nose bridge, thin lips, a pair of blood-red eyes and skin so pale that there is no blood color always make people think of the mysterious dark night. noble.

Yes, this is a vampire!
"Didn't you ask the senior officials of your vampire clan for instructions on this operation?"

After a while, Sharon's illusory and ethereal voice came from inside the room where no one spoke, which made the noble dark night noble have a chill on his neck and shuddered unconsciously.

"No, it's not a big deal. I can solve it by myself!"

Huh, if I tell them, those vampires will definitely take a lot of reward from me, so what’s the point of me taking risks to make money! ?

The arrogant vampire lady raised her head and added in her mind what she could not say.

Sharon, the resentful soul, nodded slightly when she saw this, but didn't say much.

To be honest, the current situation is pretty good and within her expectations.

It's not that easy to find a helper to deal with the wronged soul Steve, and the situation at the moment is not optimistic, so she has to take a risk and take the vampire line.

Of course, Miss Wraith is definitely not reckless or brainless.

She discovered this vampire at an extraordinary gathering, and she also conducted trials herself and reached several relatively pleasant deals.

"It's best not to be noticed by the senior vampires."

At this moment, the sound of carriage wheels rolling across the road was heard, interrupting Miss Wraith's thoughts.

Her blue eyes turned and she looked at the high-end four-wheel carriage parked at the door of the house and was slightly startled. This was not the signal that Maric had agreed with them.

As the carriage came to a stop, the carriage door slowly opened, and three people jumped out. They were two tall and one short. They got out of the carriage secretly, and then looked around as if they were afraid of being noticed by familiar people.

"How come ordinary people are here? Are you here specifically to explore the haunted house?"

Compared to the slightly stunned resentful soul, the vampire lady next to her seemed more lively. Her thoughts flashed and she quickly speculated on a possibility.

(End of this chapter)