Lord of the Mysteries: Traveler

There was still a small cup of coffee left in the coffee cup. Fron glanced at the black liquid and the white cup wall, feeling that his taste buds had been blinded in vain, he sighed and said in his heart: "Don't take advantage of it, Whoever likes such bad coffee should drink it."

But thinking that it was his own coffee and sugar after all, Furen was embarrassed to dislike the rest of the coffee. After taking a sip of the rest of the coffee, Furen remembered one thing: that stupid ticket seller. It looks like Ren Xiaomei didn't sell herself tickets for the magic show.

Although Furen had already talked about it, he still wanted to sigh again: "My God, are stupidity and forgetfulness connected in the world? But I miss it."

After sighing, the corner of Furen's mouth still showed a wretched smile in Darlene's eyes, but a warm smile in Furen's eyes. Of course, the opinion of a silly Darlene can be ignored. Furen showed a warm smile, sure.

Furen stretched and patted his **** to wipe off the dust that didn't exist. Furen returned to the original ticket hall.

Darlene was originally bored, but when she saw Furen walking back, she couldn't help being stunned for a moment. She wanted to blurt out, "Why did you come back?" But after thinking about it, Darlene knew that she had forgotten things again.

Before Fren could speak, Darlene answered first: "Oh, sir, please forgive my poor memory. Do you want to buy tickets for the upcoming magic show? Well, the tickets are here."

Darlene quickly handed the ticket to Furen. Furen didn't know what to do. He always felt that he was rejected. With a strange feeling, Furen replied, "Okay, thank you."

Fren glanced at the price on the ticket, paid the money, and then glanced at Darlene, watching the girl still standing stupidly, sighed again inexplicably, and deeply felt the necessity of the service industry. , so he asked, "Miss, where is the magic show?"

Dalene pointed to the general road with hindsight and said, "The magic is in the auditorium. This is the last performance of the morning." After speaking, Darlene bowed in a service spirit.

Fren waved his hand as a farewell to Darlene, the unqualified service staff, and thought pessimistically: "No way, no way, I hope the place to digest the potion turns out to be in this circus, isn't it? Is this circus so amateur?"

Without thinking too much, Furen walked into the auditorium of the circus.

In any case, the building of this circus is quite troublesome. From the outside, the circus looks like a tent, but from the inside, the building looks like an extension of a three-story traditional theater.

It should be said that there is a very high stage and auditorium in the middle of this building, called the auditorium. After leaving the auditorium, there are rooms on each floor, or lounges, or living rooms, or It is the front desk.

The magic show that Furen wanted to watch was performed in this large auditorium. Although this auditorium cannot be said to be very beautiful or delicate, from a distance, one would feel that this auditorium is indeed magnificent. Just like when we are watching a movie, we often don’t care whether the chairs are good or not, and whether the set is good or not, but we will see that there are many seats and the momentum is very strong.

Because whether it is a movie theater or an auditorium, the focus is not on decoration, but on performances and movies.

Of course, there is one thing to say, the seats and decoration of the auditorium are still better than the cinema. Furen looked at a wooden chair next to him. Although Furen didn't know much about those precious woods, seeing that each chair had moderately soft and hard, colorful silk cushions and backrests, he still felt more integrated than the cinema. Modified chairs look much more ornate.

Turning around, there are various paintings on the corridor of the auditorium, although they are definitely not paintings by famous artists, and the themes of the paintings are not uniform. There are paintings of simple color blocks, paintings of crystal balls, and mysterious colors. Various paintings on the theme of witches, etc., but they still make people feel very comfortable together.

As for the lampstand decorated with metal leaves and flowers next to the painting, but at this time the candles on the lampstand are being extinguished one by one by the staff, Fren was startled, sure enough, such a big circus would not have only one receptionist as a service staff , you still have to have those cleaning staff who do the trick, but why can't you find a more professional conductor, Fren is a bit sullen.

However, extinguishing the candles that were far away from him did not make Furen feel that the light around him had changed significantly. Furen looked up at the top of the auditorium. There were lights on it. Seeing that they were hanging so high, they should be kerosene lamps.

After Furen had a general look at the auditorium, all the candles around him had been extinguished. Furen could clearly feel the darkness around him, and the auditorium, which had not been crowded before, was even more silent at this time.

After watching it for a week, Furen realized that ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ including himself, there were only seven or eight people watching the magic show, which must be said to be a bit deserted.

Just when Fren thought so, the surroundings became even darker. This was an instant change, which made Fren's attention focus on the kerosene lamp on his head. This kerosene lamp can be remotely controlled. However, in addition to the kerosene lamps in the surrounding circle, the kerosene lamps on the big stage are more conspicuous.

Furen watched down the kerosene lamp. On the low stage was already a smiling magician wearing a tuxedo and a high hat.

The magician looked around and saw that everyone was focusing on the stage. He waved his hand suddenly and made a circle in front of him. After the flame disappeared, the magician had a rose in his hand and pretended to smell it. After two clicks, the rose turned into a dove.

After the pigeon went around the auditorium on the third floor, it came to the magician with a wheat ear in its mouth. After handing it to the magician, the pigeon flew straight away, and the wheat ear also turned into something that looked like a microphone.

After everyone focused their attention on the stage, the magician coughed twice and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, it is an honor to share this magic feast with you, although you The technology is not very sophisticated, but I also want to make you laugh, so let's start now."

However, it was quiet under the stage, and the few audience members were not the kind of people who could respond to the magician even by themselves, so the atmosphere was a little stiff, but the magician was obviously a big heart, or rather used to it.

The magician smiled softly, clapped his hand, and a flame sprayed around the stage for four or five seconds. After he could see the stage clearly, there was a box with various props beside the magician.

The magic show officially started.