A subjugated princess will never die a vagabond

"Where is Sister Xingchen, she is missing, and now the news is that someone kidnapped her from the sewer, can you divination?"

"If you are locked in a dream, Vivienne's strength is not enough to divination too complicated things, master."

Cloris stared.

Non-violent non-cooperation, right?

After she repaired the dream channel, the flow rate of the dream world was not much slower than reality. In order not to delay the time, the girl could only let go of the lesson of planning and regain consciousness.

The girl found Naina, and the broadcast had already caused a sensation, so the elf and the nun waited for her at the door first.

"Is there any specific news about Emile?" Naina asked, "I called the police...is it in the sewer?"

Cloris nodded: "Nana, you should take the charity home of the Doroula Society first, and then go to the sewer entrance of Yinliu Lane to find me."

She pointed to the hands of the explorer's watch.

There is no fog on the night plateau here, even if hundreds of miles are separated, the pointers will sense each other.

At the same time, the girl asked Doroula again: "Do you have any belongings that Emile used?"

The nun was stunned: "Uh? Are you going to use it for divination?"

Cloris nodded: "It's not too much, or the items she often touches are fine. I need the remaining spirit matter on the items to lock."

Duo Lula understood, she bent down and took off the silver bracelet on her feet, and said, "This originally belonged to Emil...is it okay?"

"Give it to me." Cloris said, "After I arrive at the scene, I can make a match based on the spirit quality and find some residual impressions related to her."

"Impression...?" Sister Dollora covered her mouth, "You mean you can recall your memory?"

"That's right." Cloris turned and left.

"Wait a minute—" Doroula came back to her senses and shouted hastily, but the girl had already drifted away.

Cloris stepped into Willow Lane, one of the filthiest places in Paradise.As Alpers said, there are not one thousand but eight hundred women who have fallen victim to apple cider vinegar.

Pleasure, pain, disease, death, never leave here for a moment.

Due to the announcement on the radio, at least a few thousand people flocked here looking for the secret passage, which also made the environment in Yinliu Lane chaotic.

"Ah, who will save me!"

Cloris saw a bare-armed prostitute escape, and several strong men held her down and whipped her skin to pieces.

"Want to take advantage of the chaos and escape? Huh? Who gave you the guts?" The strong man spat while spitting, "Without that damned Lightning girl, do you think you guys still have a chance to escape, huh?"

"..." Cloris raised her hand to hook up a thread, and at this moment, police whistles and bang-bang guns rang out.

More than [-] policemen in uniform rushed over and quickly detained the strong man.

The leading strong man struggled: "What are you doing! Do you know that the business in Yinliu Lane is the business of Sister Apple Cider Vinegar! If you offend Boss Boss, none of you whistlers will survive!"

"Then you just wait for them to release you on bail." A young man in his 30s came out of the police. He pulled up the woman on the ground, covered her with a coat, approached the strong man, and slapped his face provocatively. , "You have been arrested on multiple charges including dangerous slave trade, illegal detention, and physical abuse, and you have the right to remain silent..."

"Drink it!" The strong man spat a mouthful of thick phlegm onto the young man's face.

The latter smiled and touched it with his hands, and then kicked the strong man's crotch. Instead of looking at the man's hunched appearance, he ordered his subordinates: "Quickly move, check everything here, Mary, those Don’t worry about the prostitutes, they will go to the almshouse if they want to, don’t give the bones time to react!”

Cloris retracted the line silently. She didn't expect that there would be police in a place like Paradise.

She simply ignored it, hid her tracks in the shadows, and found the sewer entrance in the depths of Shady Willow Lane among the crowded crowd.

There are many remnants of psychic matter in places where people gather, but if you want to find specific information in the vast sea of ​​psychic matter, you need relevant items to anchor it.

Cloris took out the silver bracelet that Doroula gave her, she extracted a wisp of psychic substance, and her consciousness peeked into memories...

467. Corruption

Cherry red is soft, snow white is slender, blurred and chaotic mosaic images flooded into Cloris's mind.

The ectoplasm is not unique, they will always produce various interweaving and fusion, resulting in the abstraction of the picture left by the memory.This is why it is difficult for Cloris to find traces of Emil on the street without any "anchor".

This is true only for the silver bracelets worn by Doroula and Emile, not to mention the crowded downtown.

Cloris followed the dreamwalker's instinct to analyze the psychic matter, making the part about Emil gradually clear.

Lingbo ripples, Luo socks produce fluid, sandalwood sips lotus toes and licks, the mountainside bows and twists, and the soaked green snake trembles and swims.

"Hahaha, it's so itchy, don't, it's dirty——" In the field of vision, Duo Lu'er in a short coat and thin shirt raised her back from a lying position, and just as she reached out to touch the texture of the silverware on her ankle, her other hand moved towards her. It took it away.

There is no face, and no one can see their own face.

This is Emile's memory after being analyzed by Cloris. Although there are still some absurd splicing pictures that connect different time and space at one point, it can basically restore some of the most emotional fragments.

Swimming like a snake, Cloris only lowered her face from Emile's perspective, the bamboo shoots hanging upside down approached, and the sandalwood exchanged.

"Wash your mouth, idiot—"

"Shh."

Cloris extracted the spirit matter directly related to Emile, and didn't look at it again.

It is enough to have such a thing, there is no need to snoop on other people's privacy.

After matching with Emile's ectoplasm, the girl found a clue near the entrance of the sewer.

Cloris extracted the relevant psychic matter, and found that a gloomy and treacherous man had passed by here with a struggling sack, and the nearby thugs even joked with him——

"Deer face, are you bringing new products here?" The thug wanted to reach out to open the sack to have a look.

"Haha, new product, new product!" He winked at his fellow assistants, and they immediately stepped forward to stop them. Touch it, don’t sell it, otherwise I can’t bear it.”

The thug withdrew his hand angrily, and the picture stopped abruptly, followed by other people's irrelevant memories.

With a sullen face, Cloris sneaked into the sewer area.

The underground has never been so crowded. The park's sewer system was originally underdeveloped, but as more and more homeless people live underground, and all kinds of smuggled goods from the Bierre District enter the hinterland of Gringing Court through this way. , The mighty private project gradually transformed the place into a labyrinth.

People who often wander underground may not be able to figure out every way.

Cloris covered herself with a phantom. She cut off the skirt that was about to drag on the ground, put on rain boots, and walked on the muddy sewage.

There are nearly 50 voters in Paradise, but there are still many outsiders and homeless people without household registration. Therefore, every time she turns a corner, Cloris can always see groups of people coming with lanterns.

"boom--"

There was a violent explosion in the distance.

"what happened?"

"Damn it, if you see an idiot lighting a fire in the sewer later, remember to hide as far away as possible!"

Whispering, Cloris continued to search for stronger impressions in the floating psychic matter. The deeper she went, the weaker Emile's consciousness became. But she just re-extracted the kidnapper's psychic matter, so she can guarantee that the clues will not interruption.

After a while, Cloris suddenly sensed someone beside her. She raised the thread and pointed, and the person dodged lightly behind——

The dark outline was indistinct, and when it appeared, it was Naina.

"Cloris!" Naina was also pleasantly surprised. She didn't see the girl either, but she only faintly noticed it from the pointer of the explorer's pocket watch.

"Shh," said Cloris, "come with me."

They crossed the tunnel piled up with high-temperature radiation. Through the residual memory, Cloris found that the kidnapper stopped abruptly in front of a wall, and the surrounding psychic matter was also much thinner.

Vaguely, the girl saw vague door-shaped lines engraved on the wall, those lines were chaotic, chaotic, dizzying and easy to ignore.

"Door……"

It wasn't the Oberlan door that Cloris was familiar with. As a last resort, the girl wrote down the pattern first and dived into the dream again.

The planning was already full, and she exchanged a few knight novels locally published by Gringing Court from the inventory made in advance by Cloris to pass the time, her posture was very lazy.Noticing that Cloris came in, she looked at the girl hostilely, covered the skirt that touched her buttocks again quietly, and hid the half-written rice paper under her belly, asking: "How long is it?" Hours, why are you here again!

"Isn't it good to visit good dogs frequently?" Cloris walked over and stroked her soft silver hair. "Do you want Master to imprison you for another three to five years?"

"If you have anything to do, just release the commission!" The planner gritted his teeth, "Master, I want some private space!"

"You can redeem it on the interface yourself!"

"1000 million square meters, this is too expensive!"

"Uh huh." Cloris didn't say a word, and released the commission.

"Crack the secret text on the 'door', reward: 1000 points."

After seeing the numbers above, the planner raised a stack of rice paper angrily: "You're sending a beggar! I have copied more than 8000 sentences in just a few hours, and 1000 points are only enough for ten glasses of [-]ml happy water!"

Cloris took the rice paper and looked at it. It said "Vivienne is Master Cloris's good dog" in short sentences in French. Because it was a brush, the handwriting of the unskilled planner was rough, and each page was large. The paper can only be squeezed into sixty or seventy lines, and each line can write two sentences.

but……

Cloris asked, "Why do all the pages look the same?"

"It's fine if you have it, why do you care so much!"

"If you're going to lie to me, I'll drown this piece of paper!" Cloris raised her hand high.

"Don't!" the planner hurriedly said, "I just... just used the power of dreams to copy it onto other paper!"

Cloris frowned, realizing that Planner could still use some dream abilities.The previously torn "Clores Muppet" is an example of planning to vent.

"Won't you lose more than you gain?" Cloris asked.

"Writing consumes very little dream power. Calculated according to the wish power contained in a [-]-point hamburger, I can copy a [-]-point text by spending ten points. The copying efficiency is hundreds of times faster than handwriting." The planner was unwilling. Reluctant to answer.

"That's why you're feasting on me here!" Cloris thought this guy was really addicted to eating and drinking!

The girl raised her hand, and the rice paper was immediately soaked in the water on the ground, and the handwriting gradually melted away.

"What are you doing, little bitch!" Planning to rush over, but was tied by an iron chain and fell into the water again.

"Dishonest, you should be punished!" Cloris pinched the planner's cheek, pulled out her tongue, and glared, "Sister Xingchen has been kidnapped, you should be very clear about what those nasty human traffickers can do, if someone else Because of your delay and death, I will return everything that happened to you, understand!"

The planner was taken aback by the girl's aura, and knew that the girl was serious, so he replied with palpitations and dissatisfaction: "It's delivered..."

Cloris didn't bother to correct the name of the planner now. She released the planner and clicked on the commission at the same time, asking: "This 'door', can you unlock it?"

The planner opened his eyes and asked, "Have you been in contact with the corrupt monastery?"

"Corrupted monastery?"

"Wait, you mean the Sister Xingchen they kidnapped?" The planner murmured, "I see, this is the meaning of that secret room..."

Cloris hurriedly asked, "What's the point?"

"Hmph, you don't need to know," the planner took over the commission and wrote a set of simple rituals and passwords, "Unlike most 'gates' that will eventually merge with heterogeneous properties, your void is invulnerable. , has the purest void power, you can use it to open the secret door of the corrupt monastery according to the ritual, which can save a lot of steps."

"Not bad, Vivienne," Cloris said with satisfaction, "I'll give you a small benefit. Before I come back, you can try your best to copy this sentence. But when I come back, I will revise the contract with you again." , fill this loophole!"

"It takes time for me to digest food too! Hey!"

As soon as the planner expressed her dissatisfaction, Cloris didn't even bother to listen and left quickly.

"Little slut!" The planner clenched her fists and smashed the table angrily. She hurriedly exchanged for the fried chicken and happy water that were in stock, and exchanged for stacks of rice paper, eating and drinking non-stop.

Taking the method of opening the door, Cloris confirmed that the surrounding air was good, then stuck three special candles on the wall, lit a cold fire, and the touch of the void penetrated into the door panel, and the lines swirled like a twisted eye.

Cloris closed her eyes and recited: "You walk in all things, and you are also in the door. The world is open, without any hindrance..."

The wall gradually distorted, and the vortex like a swamp became bigger and bigger, and finally opened suddenly and slowly turned.

A secret passage.Not only that, but it also shields the emanation of ectoplasm, and maybe some fortune-telling.

Cloris thought for a while, and took out the little villain from the ring. After Onix Talboden died, the girl thought that the spiritual symbol of the cultist could not be wasted, so she made it into a shadow puppet.Due to Paya's parasitism, its spirit vein symbol incorporates the relevant characteristics and associated skills of [Parasitic Evil Beard], and the same is true for the little slave master, but its practicality is slightly worse than that of the little evil man.

The strength of being a shadow puppet is very weak, and Luentia, who stepped into the demigod with one foot, is still inferior to most senior transcendents after becoming a little duke, and is still at a disadvantage when fighting coffin poison. Naturally, there is no need to say more about the little villain.

But it is still easy to use one by one to find the way and step on the trap.

Sure enough, after crossing the gate, the spirit substance reappeared. Cloris groped along the secret passage for about ten minutes, and suddenly found the embers of the source crystal in front of her.

She analyzed the memory and played it back, so that Naina could also see——

Several men who went back and forth were sitting by the lantern, with a sack the size of a person beside them. The semi-conscious Emir only showed his head, struggling to breathe in a state of hypoxia.

"What should I do? Suddenly, so many people are looking for this nun. Even if we have a knife, those desperate tramps dare to stop us and question her."

"It's because you guys are too slow. If you want me to say that it's not that much trouble if you just kidnap her, you have to lie to her that she has cheap medicine to buy, and you have wasted too much time by going around!"

"Don't use tricks to kidnap Sister Xingchen in the street? I heard that the fortune tellers of the stars can find out your location as long as they know who you are. If you reveal your identity, it will be useless even if you flee to the sparsely populated border with money!"

"Speaking of which, Ba Mo, you are the most conspicuous as Scar's subordinate. Maybe it's because of you that those magic sticks leaked their tracks, and so many people came looking for them in less than three hours!"

"You, what do you mean..."

Several kidnappers looked at each other, suddenly, one of them jumped up suddenly, smashing Bahmo's skull with a nail hammer.