You didn't follow the routine at all, did you?

Chapter 135 Chasworth

The first thing to be fulfilled is the prophecy to the noble man.

Since it is not yet clear what the other party's mental attributes are and whether he can use magic, Gu Chi did not give the exact time.

"Tonight" can refer to 12 o'clock, or it can be extended to before dawn tomorrow.

This is to leave more leeway for myself and ensure enough time to complete the prophecy.

They can't simply knock people unconscious and send them to the Ayton Mansion, because the human traces are too serious.

NPCs are easy to deceive, but players are not so easy to fool.

While the blurred time limit gave him room to operate, it also brought a problem.

Noble men don't know when to go to catch rape.

It is possible to bring someone to wait at the gate of the mansion early tomorrow morning, so that the dogs and men can have a happy night for the last time.

It's also possible to go tonight, rush into the room, throw the divorce agreement on the woman's ass, and slap her face.

These are uncertain factors.

If they ran into a nobleman when they were sending people there, they would have to silence and Youyuzi would be in the headlines again.

So Gu Chi chose the safest way - to dream.

Implant the two people with the same idea, or subconscious mind, and let them go to Ayton Mansion by themselves.

Without much delay, Gu Chi used his words to set up a magic circle for concealment in the room, and gave himself and Xia Ling an anti-concealment BUFF, and then went to Serena.

They came to a tidy, but dimly lit apartment.

It was still afternoon, but the curtains in the room were closed.

The woman is drinking red wine alone, lazily lying on the sofa watching a love movie, quite lifelike.

It seems that the little days after elopement are very nourishing.

Good news: only Serena.

Bad news: only Serena.

The woman's good brother doesn't know where he went, maybe he went to work or something, but looking at the woman's lazy and comfortable appearance, she doesn't need to do housework, and her family status seems to be very high. Then she has some interesting thoughts, good brother It should satisfy her, right?

Gu Chi gave Xia Ling a wink.

Xia Ling understood, quietly picked up the magnifying glass and looked at the woman on the sofa, a number appeared on the mirror.

【twenty three】

Xia Ling examined the woman's face.

Standard western face, but not very pretty.

The charm value is at most 6 points, it cannot be higher.

The figure is also very average.

Although the woman's silk pajamas with a slit under her neck can reveal her profound knowledge, it still cannot conceal the fact that she is fat.

Xia Ling had eaten the city's noble breakfast this morning, it was indeed rich in nutrition, and the calories were also frighteningly high.

This is the characteristic of the English breakfast. They are extremely respectful of the breakfast culture. The consequence is that if you don't keep exercising, everyone will eat fat, and Serena is obviously one of them.

How can a body get better without exercise?

Physical fitness is also scored 5 points, of which 1 point is for breakfast.

Not to mention strength, ladies in this era don't have to do anything, just eat, drink and enjoy themselves every day, around 3 o'clock.

Smart empathy.

23-6-5-3-3=6 - the rest is mental.

Xia Ling quickly analyzed the composition of a woman's attributes in her mind, and wrote a 6 on the palm of Gu Chi's hand with her fingers.

Gu Chi: "..."

Weird.

There will definitely be some deviations in the girl's calculations, but the deviations will not be too large and can be manipulated at will.

So Gu Chi walked up to the woman.

show up.

Stare at her.

Serena: "!!!"

A man suddenly appeared in front of her, and the woman was almost scared to pee.

But before she could call out, Gu Chi had already put his index finger on his lips——

"Hush."

"..."

The woman fell into a dream for an instant.

The dream was built by Gu Chi casually, and the material came from the scene outside the car window before.

Anyway, this city has many elements, like a jigsaw puzzle, and it is not a big problem if it is a little strange.

The next thing is very easy, Xia Ling puts the whistle, Gu Chi falls into a dream, and leads the woman to a deeper dream.

The deeper the dream, the greater the impact on the subconscious mind.

The woman's mental strength is not high, and she has not received relevant training, so Gu Chi stopped on the third floor.

He stuffed a note under the pillow, in the handbag, in the crack of the sofa in the woman's third layer of dreams... in many details——

"I want to go to the Ayton Mansion with my brother tonight...well, pretend to be his favorite bunny girl"

The last step is to set a "chain bomb" to make the first and second layers of dreams on the verge of collapse by transforming the dream, so that when the woman is woken up by the man who came home, the dream chain will be broken , causing the dreams to collapse layer by layer, causing the woman to quickly fall from the third layer of dreams back to reality.

After finishing all this, Gu Chi withdrew from his dream and went home to have dinner with Xia Ling.

They didn't go out again until 11 o'clock in the evening.

The second fulfilled prophecy belongs to the farmer.

This one is relatively simple.

Of course Gu Chi would not really kill him and let him reunite with his wife.

He is a gentle man.

See you, see you in a dream.

Gu Chi also specially spent more time exploring the farmer's past, searching for his subconscious expectations, so that the farmer and his wife could meet in the most beautiful scene in memory.

Coming out of the wooden house, Xia Ling who was guarding the door obviously felt that a long time had passed.

The farmer's dream only needs one layer, but it takes more time than building three layers of dreams in the afternoon.

"Why are you so attentive this time?" Xia Ling was a little curious.

Gu Chi replied: "I like this kind of unswerving relationship until death."

Xia Ling imitated Gu Chi and raised her eyebrows: "Are you so emotional?"

"It's not a question of sentimentality."

"It's empathy."

Gu Chi took the girl's hand and looked up at the stars that owned the entire night sky: "Because I also have such a feeling."

Xia Ling was startled, she looked at Gu Chi's side face, the corners of her eyes were unconsciously bent, and her pupils were also shining brightly, as if she was the star in the sky, owning the night sky of Gu Chi.

"Shall we sit here for a while before going to the third place?" Xia Ling suggested.

Gu Chi: "Okay."

In the night, two figures walked outside the courtyard and sat down beside the cart full of firewood.

The girl leaned her head on the man's shoulder and counted the stars to the beat of his heartbeat.

The so-called romance is just to do childish things with him after he grows up and is sensible.

Time passed bit by bit.

Inside the detention center.

I do not know how long it has been.

The cool winter wind leaked in through the skylight, and Yuyuko was a little cold.

She looked at the time on her watch, it was already three o'clock in the morning.

As early as when the sky was just getting dark, she came to this corridor.

In front of her is a single cell in which a serial murderer, Redek Lauer, is being held.

Since last night, the Iris Church has been advertising the prophet Chasley everywhere, and Yuyuko will naturally not miss this important message.

This is consistent with her background introduction when she entered the game.

The Iris Church is collecting faith, and they need the power of faith to light up the iris flowers on the top of the Omda Church.

What's the use of that flower, Yuyuko doesn't know for the time being, but at least there is a reasonable explanation for the church's relentless promotion of prophecies and mysteries.

Yuyuko is a player who pays more attention to logic.

Her logic is mainly reflected in the method of elimination.

She has searched for the eight prophets—after hearing the news from Chasley, she ran through the remaining four towns overnight, dealt with the four liars, and finally left Chasley. She is a true prophet, but this afternoon when she sneaked into Chasley's garden and heard the other party's prediction from a distance, she discovered another problem——

All three prophecies are tonight.

As a hard-core assassin who often achieves perfect lurking, Yuyuko subconsciously thinks whether the other party is a hard-core prophet like herself.

Chasley's performance was too confident, so confident that she gave this man two points of impression in her heart.

Compared with those false prophets who dare not even speak clearly, Chasley is hardly too real.

This man can be so confident, in Yuyuko's view, there are only two situations.

First, Chasley does know prophecy, and the prediction he gave is the fact that is about to happen, so he has the confidence.

Second, Chasley is strong enough to manually turn the prophecy into reality, first prophesying casually, and then letting go.

So Yuyuko came to the detention center ahead of schedule.

One squat is nine hours.

This is her way of verifying that Chasley is a true seer.

If someone came to assassinate Redek tonight, Chasley, a prophet, couldn't believe it casually—whether it was someone sent by Chasley himself, a second verification was needed.

It would be best for her to catch the murderer and interrogate her well.

If it was Chasley himself who came, then there would be no such trouble, just mark the other party as a wolf, and she could go directly to the next prophet.

As for the situation that no one came, Yuyuko didn't think about it at all.

If someone didn't come to kill Redek, how could Redek die violently by himself?

Yuyuko trusted her own judgment.

But, why haven't people come...

For nine hours, she was tired of waiting.

Redek slept soundly and sweetly in the cell, but she squatted outside like a fool.

Who is the prisoner?

Another thought inevitably popped up in Yuyuko's mind.

That man must have been bluffing, right?

Knowing that I haven't mastered my prophecy skills, I just try my best to perform, and then try to find a way to get round the next day?

If this is the case, wouldn't she have to...

"Tick tock."

Just when Yuyuko was thinking about whether to carve a flower on Chasley's heart, a slight sound of dripping water suddenly sounded in the quiet air.

"Tick tock, tick tock."

"Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock..."

The voice came from the cell in front of him, more and more, dripping faster.

With the addition of relevant talents, Yuyuko's night vision ability is very powerful. In the dark, she clearly saw that Redek was melting on the bed board—from limbs to torso to head, as if being thrown into a furnace The lumps of iron slowly turned into bloody water, soaking through the bedding, and dripping down from every crack in the rusty iron frame bed.

The blood dripped and dripped into blood lines, as if several faucets were turned on at the same time, and the dark red blood quickly covered the ground and flowed out from under the iron bars, filling the air with a pungent bloody smell.

Yuyuko opened her eyes wide, watching this scene in disbelief.

In her sleep, Redek just turned into a pool of blood under her eyes—this should have been an extremely painful way to die, but Redek didn't make the slightest uncomfortable sound during the whole process, as if he was completely unaware of his own pain. dying.

And she stayed here all the time, and didn't notice any suspicious movements during this period.

The blood flowed quickly, and the blood line between the bed gaps turned back into blood droplets.

"Tick tock, tick tock..."

There was no one on the bed, only a wrinkled, blood-red and muddy prison uniform remained.

Scarlet blood spread to the aisle, staining the girl's white sneakers red.

The scene in front of him was weird and bloody, which made Youyuzi's breathing slightly short, and a dewy flush appeared on his face.

"What a cruel way to kill, and a lot of blood was shed."

"But……"

"I like it so much..."

...

at the same time.

Gu Chi and Xia Ling have already returned home.

"Are you so sure that Youyouzi will pass?" Xia Ling asked, taking off her coat and throwing it into the changing tub.

The tight purple sweater immediately revealed the girl's alluring curves. I wonder if it's an illusion, as if the ups and downs are bigger than before?

Gu Chi glanced politely, then looked away, and replied, "I'm not sure, it's just that she appeared in the city yesterday, and she can be invisible again, so she meets this condition."

Yuyuko's mission is to find the prophet and help him fulfill his wish. It is impossible for Yuyuko to miss the propaganda of the Iris Church.

Think about it differently, if Gu Chi himself were Youyouzi, he would definitely go to the garden during the day, at least to see what the prophesied parents look like.

That's why he asked Xia Ling if she would hide herself.

The three prophecies are all tonight, and Yuyuko should be able to guess his intentions with a little use of his brain.

Whether the prophet himself is true or not is very important to Yuyuko.

If she is not with the farmer and Serena, the probability of appearing in the detention center becomes very high.

As a death row prisoner, Redeker himself is a "quiet target", relatively speaking, it is better to sit back and wait.

It doesn't matter if Youyouzi doesn't go, Gu Chi won't lose anything, killing people in the air just costs a little more Daoyun, and it's like buying an insurance for his identity as a prophet.

"Brother Gu Chi is really smart!" Xia Ling boasted.

She likes to praise Gu Chi very much.

Emotions need to be managed.

Psychology shows that complimenting each other will make partners more attractive - this is what she saw in Gu Chi's book by chance, and Xia Ling thinks it makes sense.

It hadn't occurred to her at all why the book had been sitting on the table for so long.

Gu Chi praised back: "You are also fine."

Xia Ling said "Hey": "Shouldn't you praise me for being big?"

How could the bad guy let go of this opportunity to tease her by driving?

Gu Chi: "Maybe we are not talking about the same part?"

Xia Ling didn't understand it at first, but when she saw Gu Chi's gaze moving down, she suddenly understood, her pretty face instantly turned blood red.

It wasn't that Gu Chi didn't drive, it was because she didn't go up.

"You are really getting worse and worse!" Xia Ling stared at Gu Chi with flushed cheeks, and punched him.

The small fist hammered on the back lightly, and Gu Chi had an expression of enjoyment, and said comfortably: "Two more punches, just because I'm tired today."

"It's a good idea." Xia Ling didn't work in vain, "I only do divination three times a day and dream twice, what's there to be tired of?"

Gu Chi: "At least more tired than ordinary prophets, right?"

"That's why you want to be hardcore." Speaking of the prophet, Xia Ling remembered something, "I don't think the name Chasley sounds good."

"Aren't the names of foreigners all the same?" Gu Chi said.

"No, some names are nice." Xia Ling blinked and said, "You don't have an English name yet, do you? Shall I help you find one?"

If the girl is interested in this, Gu Chi will naturally not spoil her interest, "Tell me, let me listen."

Xia Ling: "I have to think about it, and I'll tell you after I take a shower."

Gu Chi: "Okay."

It was very late, almost four o'clock in the morning, it was really time to wash up and go to bed.

Xia Ling went to take a bath, and Gu Chi was not idle, and went to the basement.

He also had to create a dream for Mr. Prophet.

Chasley was already asleep by now, so it didn't take him much effort.

After coming out of the basement, Gu Chi set up a few small magic circles around the villa to strengthen the "monitoring" effect, so that he could sense immediately when someone sneaked over.

After finishing these, Gu Chi went back to the bedroom.

Xia Ling had already taken a shower and lay down under the blanket, wrapping herself up tightly, with only her head exposed.

Gu Chi asked strangely, "Are you cold?"

"Cold." Xia Ling said pitifully, "Brother Gu Chi, hurry up and hug me."

Gu Chi: "..."

Acting like a baby, right?

He still eats this set.

At this moment, Gu Chi didn't realize what was wrong.

Until he too took a shower, dried his hair, turned off the light and went to bed.

Gu Chi habitually reached out to hug the girl's waist, but the moment his palm touched the girl's waist, he found a problem.

Xia Ling's pajamas tonight are different from the usual ones.

Such a silky fabric...