The devil said, pinching a few beans from the plate between the two of them, and then threw them to the pigeons on the ground who looked very expectant. The city of Vista is located in the forest area of the central part of the Old World, and the winter temperature is far less than that of the coastal areas.
Low, most of the birds here will not go to distant places to spend the winter:
“Do you know the relationship between pigeon farmers and pigeons?”
Shade watched the pigeons peck the beans without any sense of danger:
"If it's just a literal relationship, I think I know."
"Pigeons are the eyes and ears of pigeon farmers. Sometimes they can even be regarded as the embodiment of pigeon farmers, but the pigeons themselves may not be aware of this at all."
The devil asked Xiang Shade:
"The answer you want is probably this. Bennett is the pigeon in the woods who raises and reproduces it from generation to generation."
"So you just told me so bluntly?"
"You want the answer, I'll give it to you. If you said you should worry about the person outside the city, maybe you haven't noticed that this town is safer than the forest outside. The enlightenment elements formed by the human community can completely block that person.
A big tree that doesn't want to show up yet, otherwise there would be no need for it to raise pigeons from generation to generation.
Besides, tonight’s celebration is really lively.”
Shade was actually very worried about the safety of the pigeons - referring to the pigeons that had eaten the beans thrown away by the devil. He lightly tapped the wooden table with his fingers, and then shifted his gaze from the pigeons to the lively crowd around the campfire:
"I originally thought it was omnipotent, but after hearing you say it, it seems to be nothing."
The demon also followed his gaze and looked at the crowd around the campfire. It did not continue to follow Shad's topic:
"The current scene reminds me of some transactions from long ago. Although human beings are developing and changing, human nature has never changed. Men always like girls who are eighteen years old, and rich people always want
With more wealth, even the most beautiful witch will be jealous of the appearance of her companions, and the person sitting on the throne is always jealous of everyone except himself.
Someone once made three wishes to me with his soul: immortality, meeting me once every hundred years, and only after making the third wish can I take away his soul. He seemed to want to prove that he
Being able to defeat the greed in my heart, I agreed to this seemingly unreasonable wish. Do you know what happened in the end?"
"He lost?"
"It's hard to say whether I won or lost, but I got his soul. After our eighth meeting, the man who had tasted all kinds of life made a wish for me to kill him and end his life. He said that he had
fed up."
It was obviously another story about someone selling their soul to the devil, but Shade laughed, and then looked at it again:
"In the eyes of ancients like you, human nature is so simple. With a little use, you can get anything you want from mortals, right?"
The devil also moved his eyes away from the dancing bonfire in the center of the square and looked at Shade again:
"Yes, the ancients all understood this truth, so raising pigeons is a very simple matter for them."
After these words, they both fell silent. The two of them kept looking at each other, and people behind and around them came and went. The light of the gas lamp above their heads flickered a few times due to the air pressure, and the pigeons finished eating the beans.
They still wanted it, so they looked at the "person" who just threw them food.
No one turned their attention to this corner of the square, and the colorful picture seemed to have turned into a silent film. It was not until Shade took the initiative to close his eyes and sighed that the silent confrontation ended. He still had one question to ask,
But the problem is certainly not free.
"Are you wondering how you are going to deal with it? The strength of the chosen ones has not grown enough to fight against such a powerful enemy, and the flames of the First Fire have not yet regrouped. It is indeed difficult to defeat it at the moment."
The devil asked, but Shade shook his head:
"That's not what I want to know. I want to know, when the story ends this time, will I have to face the choice I have to make?"
The young man across the table raised his eyebrows:
"Don't think that I am too omnipotent, but if you say so, I can probably guess something."
He twirled his fingers at Shade, but Shade shook his head:
"No, I just want to see if you understand this matter and get your attitude. However, if you really want to trade with me, I would like to know how you got here."
The devil's eyes narrowed slightly, and it stretched its head towards Shade across the table, its neck seemed to be stretched a lot:
"Tell me, do you really want to know this?"
Shade closed his mouth tightly and even controlled his head not to make any movements that might be mistaken for "agree".
Seeing Shade's appearance, the devil across the table retracted his head again, narrowed his eyes and warned:
"Don't try to ask about the origin of any evil spirit, never. Even if the little story I'm about to tell you is just a story of 'related to wishes but defeating wishes,' the price is not something you can bear now."
"My doctor friend said something similar."
Shade then spoke, and the red light in the eyes of the devil across the table dimmed:
"Concerning Bennett, I can give you one last warning. That family is protected by the tree. Don't think that any spying spells, relics or magical spells can work on them."
Shade nodded to show that he understood:
"Since this is the last warning, are you leaving? Before leaving, can you tell me why you showed up in Vista City? You were here last night, weren't you? But you happened to set the trading time on
Is tonight about this young man under your control?"
There was a sneer on the devil's face:
"It seems you haven't realized this yet, but it doesn't matter, you will understand soon."
As it spoke, it closed its eyes and lay down on the table. After a moment, the young man sat upright again in a daze. He looked around in surprise, as if he didn't understand why he was here.
But soon he seemed to have found a reason to convince himself. He stood up holding his painful head and stumbled into the crowd in the square. He didn't even look at Shade during the whole process.
"Possessed by evil spirits, he probably won't live past thirty."
Shade looked at the halo dimmed by the gas lamp in the wine glass and thought, if he was in the mood, he might have stopped the other person just now and asked him what wish he had made. But he was not in the mood now, so he could only
After I can go back, I can use [Moon Library] to draw the other party's face, and then throw the information to the church for them to deal with.
"The Bennets?"
Tonight, their family must be listening to a concert in the splendid concert hall not far away. In the two months since they have been in Vista City, except for Linda Bennet in the Love Lake incident, Shade has not heard anything yet.
Evidence of major problems with any Bennet:
"Could it be that Desire asked me to collect the debt and said that the other party was hiding in a place where it couldn't go because Bennet was protected by a tree?"
He thought again in his mind, but if this thought is true, it means that desire cannot compare to the remains of the World Tree:
"Any investigative thaumaturgy and relics are useless against them. Speaking of which, I don't think I have ever used such a [Family Stabilizer] on them!"
He thought of Miss Danister's clerical relic, which was used to determine blood relationships:
"Regardless of whether they have other relationships, at least now I am not sure whether Mr. Bennet's five children are related to him by blood."
Thinking of this, his eyes widened slightly:
"So, as long as there are two children who are not his biological children, Mr. Bennet may actually only have three children, which would fit the description of the mermaid."
[You only need to have one child who is not his biological child to qualify. The third daughter of the Bennet family, Linda Bennet, was sent to the church to become a nun after the Bronte and Love Lake incidents.
It can be considered that she was removed from the Bennet family.】(2747)
"She" reminded softly in his ear, and Shade also remembered this matter:
"But at least the Mrs. Bennet who was very worried about her daughters' marriage problems is real. This cannot be faked."
This time "she" did not refute Shade, but the Bennet family has become the core of everything at this time, so it is really unclear what secrets Shade will discover next.
He also twisted a few beans and threw them to the pigeons who had not yet left. Everyone was very happy during the festival today. The pigeons that had been walking in the square all year round begged for a lot of food.
This reminded Shade of the pigeons that lived in St. Teresa Square outside his house and were stared at by cats basking all year round. They may have now flown to this forest to spend the winter.
After sighing slightly, he happened to see a little flower seller selling flowers to pedestrians nearby, so Shade called her over:
"Are there any roses?"
The flower girl with two pigtails on her head looked to be in her teens, and was much shorter than Vanessa today. She was wearing unfashionable thin clothes, and the washed-white skirt looked
It's a summer outfit.
But even though she was shivering from the cold, she still tried hard to show her enthusiasm while carrying a flower basket:
"Yes sir, these are very fresh red roses. How many do you need?"
"How many do you have?"
The flower girl, who was used to seeing all kinds of customers, immediately realized what the other party wanted to do:
"There are 9 flowers left, sir. Do you need to wrap them separately for you?"
Her flower basket itself is not big, and the nine flowers already take up a large part of it.
Shade did the math:
"Nine flowers, one for each person should be enough. No need to wrap them separately, just tie them together with old newspapers."