Lord of the Mysteries

Eastern District, a two-bedroom rental house.

Klein took the reply from the witch, Terry Nichol, from the messenger, Renee Tenny Nicole, and took a chair to sit down and read it.

This is to know the existence of Mr. "Gate", and there are ways to use the blood connection of the Abraham family to talk to that person... Is Tess able to withstand the call of Mr. "Gate", not afraid to lose control? Moreover, she seems to be very sure of the identity of Mr. "Gate"... She really got more knowledge and secrets from the "original witch"... But if this is the case, why does the "White Witch" Katrina? Hunting for her? Klein looked at the short content of the letter, and one question after another appeared in his mind.

Because Terry's vaguely mentioned things are within his understanding, he believes that the other party does not lie in this regard, and does provide a very feasible approach.

Of course, the premise of this approach to success is that the correct rituals are mastered, and the descendants of the blood of the Abraham family are the mediums and willing to bear great risks.

In these three points, Klein missed the first point, and there is still no doubt about the third point, trying to find a safer and more concealed way, and the witch Terry looks only second.

"For me, the **** descendants of the Abraham family are easy to find. They can be contacted directly by the 'Magician', but once they give their hair, blood, meat and bones to the witch, Terry, they will be able to bear The risk of being cursed...” Klein knew quite a bit about the “witch” approach and knew that they were very good at cursing.

As the thoughts swirled, he gradually got a countermeasure, which was to use the hair, carrion or bones of the deceased.

He remembered that the "Magician" had mentioned to the "fool" that she had buried an old gentleman named Lawrence, who was undoubtedly the blood descendant of the Abraham family.

"Hope is not a cremation... Although this is a bit of a corpse, the dialogue with Mr. Gate is also a necessary procedure for the abolition of the Abraham family's ancient curse. It is better to use the deceased's total than to be alive... to give a reply to Talis Attached to this article, it is a claim that the descendants of the Abraham family provide ritual media...

"And, it must be confirmed that Terry is going to talk to Mr. Gate, instead of trying to pull him back to the real world... they are either high or high, and it is difficult to use divination. Effective revelation, but the Great said that the return ceremony required by Mr. 'Men' is complicated, and it is not a matter of a small number of blood descendants. You can ask the 'Mystery Queen', Miss Sharon to monitor the Beckland underground trading market. See if there are any abnormal materials and personnel flow..." Klein nodded slightly and decided to wait for Miss "Magic", and reminded her of the manuscript.

............

North District, Pesfer Street.

On a street chair, a young man wearing a black trench coat, a silk hat, a thin face and a wide forehead was sitting there, looking at the Intis sycamore tree with the yellow leaves.

His right eye is wearing a crystal monocle, which looks quite Sven.

At this time, an old man who went to the church in Saint-Sails passed by and saw that he was in a wrong state. He paused and asked softly:

"Young people, what are you worried about? What have you lost in this war?"

He suspected that his relatives, lovers, friends had died in the previous air strikes or in the fierce battles that had fallen into the front line, so he would sit on the street and look confused.

The young man raised his hand and pinched the monocle and shook his head:

“I am just thinking about some more complicated issues.”

"You are a philosopher?" The old man snorted and asked.

"No, but I often ask people questions about philosophy, like who I am, where I am, where I am going." The young man smiled calmly, continued his meditation, and twitched his lips from time to time. Whispering almost silently.

The old man was really difficult to understand. He had to shake his head and walk slowly under the watchful eyes of wild dogs, sparrows on the trees, ground ants, and some tiny creatures in the air.

The young man did not turn his head, and the monocles showed a piece of fallen yellow leaves, and muttered to himself:

"Parasitic..." "No parasitic..." "Parasitic..." "No parasitic..."

"Looking at the bait..." "Swallow the bait..." "Looking at the bait..." "Swallow the bait..."

............

After getting the hair of Lawrence’s widow from the “Magician” Firth and seeing that the “Taxok” began to serialize the horror legend of Beckland Hospital, Klein entered a state of waiting patiently and promised to be “to be next week”. Miss Magician sent to a new place to record new landscape folklore.

In a twinkling of an eye, a new week is coming, Klein has used lunch and plans to take a nap to prepare for the three-point Tarot.

At this time, Renee 缇 Nicole, carrying four blonde red-eyed heads, came out from the depths of the void, one of which had a bite of linen.

"Who sent it?" Klein suddenly had some inexplicable, complicated premonitions. For a moment, he did not reach out to pick up the baggage that the lady was holding.

Renee 缇 Nicole's three empty heads opened one after another:

"Variation..." "The..." "Real..."

"The..." "Mushroom..." "Great King..."

This series of qualifiers... I probably understand what is going on... Klein controlled himself without revealing his grin, and slowly took the bag.

Unpacking the bag, he did not accidentally see a large number of various devils, no, mushrooms.

Some of them are white and full, it seems that a poke will squirt milk, some black as the bottom, inlaid with **** filaments and fat patterns, and some are covered with gold stars, the cap is like a palm...

At this point, the mushrooms are still slightly creeping, as if they want to spread the hyphae, spores and so on.

Klein swallowed a saliva and took a letter that was surrounded by mushrooms. Read on:

"My dear friend, German:

"I finally completed your entrustment and invented mushrooms that can be planted in dark and harsh environments. They rely on the flesh and blood of the devouring monsters to grow and breed. No other conditions are needed...

"Their descendants are divided into two categories. One type will accumulate various toxicities and cannot be eaten, but it can be used as a source of toxin. The other type can be used as a food as long as it is steamed, boiled, fried and fried. It must be remembered. Eat, you can't eat it when you are not cooked, or else they will multiply in your body, use your flesh and blood as a hotbed...

“Considering the taste, I have invented 11 kinds of mushrooms – some are rich in milk, which can be drunk directly, some are like beef, huh, when you fry them, you don’t need to provide extra oil, some are like Fish, but no spikes, my advice is to bake or cook...

"The result of all this is inseparable from your help. If I have been promoted to 'Druid', it may take several years or even more than ten years to solve the problems encountered in the experiment...

"If you have any ideas that suit me, please be sure to share with me, your forever friend, Frank Lee."

Klein took the stationery and silenced it for a while, looked up, and found that the messenger was still waiting.

... He sighed silently, went to the front of the desk, turned out the paper and the pen, and slowly wrote:

"...I am very happy that you have succeeded. These mushrooms have greatly helped me. They will effectively reduce the famine in some areas...

"...I am currently busy with some things, and there are not enough novel ideas for the time being...

"...your friend, German Sparrow..."

Folding the letter paper, Klein looked at the messenger and hesitated and asked:

"How is the status of Frank Lee now?"

Renee 缇 Nicole’s head that had not been able to speak before spoke first:

"Exciting..."

The remaining three add in turn:

"Active..." "Happy..." "Meet..."

Then, the four heads said:

"No longer..." "Fear..." "Buried..." "Turkish..."

"Why?" Klein subconsciously asked.

The four blonde red-eyed heads of Renee Nikol spit out a word and a word:

"He..." "Can..." "Capture..." "In the mud..."

"..." "Nutrition..." "And..." "Oxygen..."

After Frank became a "Druid", there was no small evolution... Klein didn't know whether to be happy for his friends, or to mourn for the crew of the "Future".

Looking at the messenger, Klein forced herself to sleep in meditation, then woke up at 2:30 in the afternoon to prepare for the Tarot party this week.

Wait until three o'clock, a deep red light rises in the ancient palace above the fog, solidified into the corresponding figure.

"Justice" Audrey immediately stood up, imagining the skirt, and bowed to the top of the bronze long table:

"Good afternoon, ‘fool’ Mr.~”

As a senior "psychologist", she has a strong ability to regulate her own mood, and she did not encounter anything this week, mainly in fundraising, contacting pharmaceutical companies, and organizing volunteer medical staff.

However, compared with the past, the light pleasure of her greetings has obviously weakened a lot.

"The Fool" Klein gently decapitated, responded to the greetings of the Tarot members, and then turned his attention to the "hidden."

He still owes the lady eight questions.

"The Hidden" Jia De Li Ya buried his head and opened his mouth perfectly:

"Mr. Dear Mr. Fool, this time is still two questions."

After getting the approval, she continued:

“The first question is, what is the state of the demons in ‘abyss’?”

The "mysterious queen" first suspected that the emperor's mausoleum was hidden in the "abyss"... This is consistent with the Emperor's thoughts, and it is worth living. Unfortunately, there is no "population" that can be driven... Fool" Klein speaks in his heart. Two sentences, the expression responded unchanged:

"The current 'abyss', even most demons can't survive."

PS: I want to recommend the monthly ticket on Monday~