Time stops for the brave, evil paths quickly pass

Chapter 55 Bitterness
The blue moon gradually sets, and the night is coming to an end.

The courtyard of the haunted manor was peaceful, except for the occasional chirping of insects. Scarlet light suddenly appeared, and amidst the rumbling sound, a dirty dark red wheel unfolded and hung above the courtyard.

Two figures appeared under the round wheel for no reason!

After the two people landed, they immediately walked towards the clan secret treasury without any hesitation.

When I walked into the secret vault, I saw a pool of scattered blood.

At first, a young man clapped his hands and said loudly: "It's over! Brother Huang is dead! Alas, Brother Hannuo collapsed on the way before he left the army, which really makes me sad. From now on, the Rakshasa Revival Association can only support me. I don’t know if this piece of rotten wood can become something useful.”

The old woman who followed behind sneered: "Don't you have more auspicious words today?"

"Bitter!"

The young man said this, but there was no trace of sadness on his face.

The old woman asked: "Why is this? Didn't you say that the blue moon will not rise until five days later? Why did it appear tonight?"

The young man shook his head: "It's all life, there's nothing we can do about it."

The old lady didn’t know much about the “Rakshasa Revival Society”.

It doesn't matter whether Hanno dies or not, as long as it doesn't affect the plans of the "Truth Believers".

She was about to say something when she suddenly listened.

Her eyes were red, and several tentacles poked out from under the black robe for no reason, which was strange and unusual.

After a moment, she said: "I heard the 'prayer' of the believers in Mirror Lake City. He said... The City Lord's Palace has received the body of His Highness Hannuo and is currently conducting an autopsy."

The young man turned his head: "Long Po, you are the 'Dragon of Filth' walking on earth, can you take over some of his powers? Can you go back in time and project what happened in this room?"

"this is very simple."

Luang Phor stretched out his hands and formed a dharma seal.

The next moment, time and space tremble!
A double image appeared in front of the young man's eyes. After a moment of shock, he realized that this was not a "double image." It's just that everything that happened in the past is being replayed in the room, so there is a sense of overlap.

A few minutes later, a figure appeared.

Because it was "rewinding", the first thing that caught my eye were three figures walking in backwards.

Luang Phor continued to exert force.

Slowly, the scene of Hannuo being killed also appeared in front of them.

only--

The face is blurred.

The faces of the three people who killed Hannuo, including Hannuo himself, were all covered with white mist, making it difficult to see clearly.

Luang Phor has never encountered such a situation.

Her magic power is limited, and she can only go back to this step at most, without getting any more information.

She looked at the young man and said, "Why is this? My 'Unholy Retrospection' has always worked, and I have never been able to see a person's face clearly."

The young man put his hands behind his back, not surprised: "Because of the 'solar eclipse'."

Luang Po was slightly startled. When she heard the word solar eclipse, she thought of a sage.

only--

Master Aretha, does it have nothing to do with the matter at hand?
The young man looked at her and smiled: "Ritual magician, 'Arisa of the Eclipse'."

"she?!"

Luang Phor was shocked!

"Truth Believers" follow the demons from outside the realm and are certainly no strangers to ritual magic.

Eclipse Aretha is the founder of this field and became the strongest 1,500 years ago.

There are many factions among truth believers and there is not much consensus.

"Master Aretha is genuine and worthy of admiration" - this is one of the few consensuses of this group of antisocial elements.

The young man smiled and said: "Your unclean retrospection is very strong, but a powerful person like Master Aretha has her own mystery, and prophetic magic cannot locate her. Although unclean retrospection is not a prophetic magic, it can also trigger Aretha. Master Sha's 'instinct to keep secrets', so his face is blurred."

Luang Po still didn't believe it: "Master Aretha, it should be a ghost, right? I think the three people just now are all flesh and blood."

"She used the 'Rite of Reincarnation' to reshape her body. In this life, she has flesh and blood."

"...What's going on?"

Luang Phor became irritable!

She looked directly at the young man with a fierce look in her eyes: "If you share this information, if you tell us in advance that Master Aretha will be reborn here, then today's accident will never happen!"

The young man smiled and waved his hands: "Long Po, how could I tell you this information? If we revealed it, accidents would still happen - but it would be you, the believers of truth, who would do it!" There was no way to refute it!

Luang Phor was silent.

The young man added: "Don't be sad, we still have a way. Before my brother died, he sent back information, saying that a 'resident of the Rakshasa Kingdom' had bought the property rights of the haunted manor and knew about the existence of the clan's secret treasury. He's asking for backup... If you find out who bought it, you won't be far from the truth."

"...Truth believers will give full support to this matter."

Master Aretha, don’t miss it!

……

……

After coming out of Solotto's office, Yuan Kong returned to his room. As the "newly popular man" around the city lord, he has an exclusive room in the city lord's mansion.

The maid who ushered him in was extremely enthusiastic and made many small moves. After entering, she helped Yuan Kong hang up his coat and asked, "Mr. Yuan, do you want me to take a bath for you?"

Yuan Kong glanced at her.

Not as good as Celia.

He smiled slightly and said, "No, I'm exhausted from running around all day."

"If you need anything, you can call me anytime."

The maid nodded and left.

Yuan Kong finished washing, put on his pajamas, and planned to go to bed. Just at this moment, there was a knock on the door.

He opened the door and saw Aretha outside.

In the middle of the night, Aretha wore a black and red dress with a shawl of the same color on her shoulders.

She was holding a tray in her hand, and on the tray was a pot of steaming tea: "My lord, are you going to sleep?"

"I'm about to sleep." Yuan Kong stepped aside and invited her in, "In private, there is no need to take care of the Lord. We are separated."

"Are you okay? My name is Shunkou."

Aretha walked in the door lightly. She handed the tray to Yuan Kong and said with a smile: "I have wanted to try making tea by myself for a long time, and now I finally have the chance. My lord, I made this with my own hands. It's called I learned 'Sleep Black Tea' from Ms. Magic Eye. She said drinking it before going to bed can help you fall asleep."

What black tea?
This is not a pleasant name to call!

What's going on with the Demon Eye, making such smelly tea?

Yuan Kong subconsciously took the tray and walked towards the round table in the room. Immediately, he heard two sounds of "click" and "click".

He turned his head and saw Aretha not only closing the door, but also twisting the lock.

"..."

It’s understandable that the door is closed, but why is it locked?
It's not necessary!

"Cough cough!"

Aretha coughed and took off her shawl.

In an instant, the Holy Light descended!
Yuan Kong opened his mouth slightly and found that the red and black skirt Aretha was wearing was obviously too small.

If it's just too small, that's not a problem.

The problem is that the design of this skirt is extremely unrestrained. It has a low neckline, and under normal circumstances only half of it is exposed.

In case of ill-fitting...

At a glance, Yuan Kong couldn't tell whether it was the floral frills on the skirt that hugged her chest, or the pink snow flesh that pressed against the frills.

As long as Aretha's range of motion is slightly larger - it doesn't need to be big, a deep squat is enough - she will jump out.

Aretha raised a hand and covered it in front of her body.

Laugh to death.

It can't be covered at all.

She looked away and said: "Lord, I don't have any change of clothes. This is what Ms. Magic Eye lent me... Is it too small?"

"Yes, ah no. Pretty much. I like it. Just remember to wear your shawl when you are outside."

"My lord... is it 'yes' or 'no'?"

Aretha lowered her palms and put her hands behind her back. She held her head high and flaunted her beauty wantonly.

Yuan Kong put down the tray on the table and walked away with a smile.

He raised his fingers, rubbed against Aretha's smooth collarbone, and said with a smile: "You don't have a necklace on your neck, otherwise it would be perfect. I'll take you to the jewelry store tomorrow. Your gorgeous body can hold down anything." Gems, I’m now worried that Mirror Lake City is too small and there are no jewels that can match yours.”

　A little late, sorry sorry
　　
　
(End of this chapter)