I! Cleaner!

apple? Help?

Confused by the lazy young man's suggestion, Leon couldn't help but ask:

"Why Apple?"

“It doesn’t have to be an apple, a four-leaf clover, a rabbit’s foot, a clear amethyst, a coin produced on a specific date and carried for a long time, or some red item that symbolizes good luck will work.

I chose apples because they are the easiest to obtain. They are not easy to wither like four-leaf clovers, or need to be carried for a long time like lucky coins. The price is also very cheap. One amethyst can buy dozens of cars.

As for why I say it can save lives... it's because eating an apple and throwing away the core is the simplest occult ritual to pray for good luck. "

"ceremony?"

"Yes, it's a ceremony."

After raising his hand and pointing towards Leon's eyebrows, the lazy young man explained slowly:

"For example, the action I am referring to you is a simple ritual in the mystical sense, which means 'guidance', 'selection', or 'locking'. If it is matched with your name, the effect will be enhanced.

It’s similar to eating apples. This sweet fruit with mostly red skin has four meanings of ‘good luck’, ‘peace’, ‘temptation’ and ‘enlightenment’. It is a very classic ritual prop in mysticism.

And if you eat the pulp, you have eaten the temptation. If you throw away the apple, you have lost your peace. If you have not eaten or planted the seeds of the apple, you have given up enlightenment. After the meaning of the apple has been eliminated, what is left? It's pure good luck to be strengthened four times. "

After talking a lot of nonsense, the lazy young man raised his hand and drew a wavy line in the air, and then continued to explain to the somewhat confused Leon:

"I have said before that because we are hated by the will of the world, we are more unlucky than ordinary people, but this does not mean that we are not lucky, it is just that our luck is forcibly suppressed by the will of the world.

So if we take something that represents luck and proudly throw it to the world, it is equivalent to connecting with this bastard who suppresses our luck and completing a simple secret of luck.

In this case, a large amount of luck that is forcibly suppressed by it will spurt out part of it along the opening provided by the Lucky Mystery, bringing us sudden good luck, reducing the fluctuation of fate, and making our 'wavy lines' become Be relatively smooth and avoid those troughs that are too dangerous.

Of course, after learning this secret ritual, you'd better not eat apples at ordinary times. After all, these fortunes do not come out of thin air, but are obtained by using the bad luck we have accumulated, so the total amount is limited.

And unlike me, you have an abnormality that can directly see through your destiny. It is very dangerous to change your destiny too frequently, so it is best to only use it when necessary to ensure that you don't die from bad luck. . "

…

So that's what happened...

After roughly understanding why throwing apple cores can bring good luck, Leon couldn't help but nodded in realization, but after looking at the cat's paw badge on his chest, he couldn't help but ask doubtfully:

"But before I just spit out a mouthful of fruit pulp, why did it bring me good luck and get the badge to enter the gathering of the Scale Gold Sect?"

"Because your bite was too big and you took out all the seeds in the apple core. You can barely complete the secret ritual."

"That's it..."

Leon nodded understandingly, and then asked worriedly:

"Senior Tom, are there any other 'simple secrets' that need to be paid attention to? For example, eating an orange or black fruit will not suddenly bring bad luck, right?"

"It's okay. This thing will only take full effect if the initiator knows the effect of the secret ritual and does it consciously."

The lazy young man strode forward in the dark underground alley and replied in a steady tone:

"You were able to successfully activate the simple secret ritual just now. You probably think that spitting out apples like me will bring good luck, and you also subconsciously partially imitated my posture. This is considered to have achieved the basic activation conditions, otherwise the secret ritual would not be so easy. successful.

Moreover, the reason why our secret ritual is so powerful is because we are hated by the will of the world. This kind of qualification is not something that ordinary people can have. For those who don't know, it is impossible to activate the secret ritual no matter what they do.

Even if they really get the conditions together and activate a simple secret ritual by luck, with the soul strength and qualifications of ordinary people, they can only pick up a few copper wheels at most... Get ready, after passing this gate is the meeting place of the Scale Gold Sect. You should collect all the abnormal objects on your body first! "

After reminding Leon, the lazy young man stopped and stood in front of a heavy door with one hundred and eleven copper wheels nailed on it. Then he reached into his pocket and took out a lot of strange items. Weird stuff.

A small bottle of mercury, sulfur powder wrapped in moisture-proof paper, a bag of salt with "Charl's Department Store" printed on the package...

Two sets of pure copper weights, a tin balance with an iron plate, a small silver mirror, two large gold teeth that I don’t know where they came from...

Amber, matches, clipped nails, blood-stained draft paper, curved horns similar to those of cattle and sheep, and the tail of an unknown creature...

It's just weird.

Looking like Doraemon, the lazy young man took out a lot of messy things from his small pocket and started to "open the forum" outside the gate. Even though the situation was urgent, Leon still couldn't help asking. One sentence said:

"These things are..."

"The mercury group is the sacred three elements, representing the fire of spirit and soul, the feminine water of change and adaptation, and the real material of stability and support. It also means the body, soul, and the bridge between the two."

As if he knew that Leon would ask questions, the lazy young man who was tinkering with the ritual field answered directly without raising his head:

"The last two groups are five symbolic elemental metals and three pairs of materials with opposite meanings. Among them, amber is solidification and eternity, matches are short-lived and extinguished; children's nails represent growth, and the old man's suicide note means the end; the head horns and tails imply the beginning and the end respectively...Okay, I'm almost ready, let's go!"

Took out an apple, ate it clean in no time, threw the core in the middle of the ritual field, and with big dark circles on his face, Tom, who looked more like an internet addict than a "wizard", pushed open the door in front of him and took the lead in entering the gathering place of the Scales of Gold.

"..."

So what did you prepare?

Looking at the ritual site on the ground, which looked like a garbage dump, Lyon was clueless and silent for a while. He had to carefully bypass these meaningless things and followed them into the meeting place of the Scale Gold Cult, and then...

"Ding Ding Dang Dang"

The moment he raised his foot and stepped over the door, a sound like precious metal coins colliding with each other sounded. The cat claw badge on Lyon's chest shook slightly, and suddenly threw out a heavy cloth money bag and dropped it at Lyon's feet.

What appeared in front of Lyon was not a group of believers in thick robes, sticking their butts up and kowtowing to the statue in the middle, but a huge and bustling square.

A large number of men and women in gorgeous clothes with unclear faces were wearing badges composed of three animals, walking back and forth in the square, and occasionally stopped at a "stall" for a short time to buy their favorite...

Wait!

Looking at the shelves of the stalls next to him, where there were dozens of roaring fishmen in sealed fish tanks, and a miniature manor that was only the size of a palm, but with flags waving and horns blaring, and even the texture of the stone on the outer wall was clearly visible, Leon couldn't help but widen his eyes in surprise.

The goods sold here...are they a little bit wrong?