Mystery: The Lamp God’s Path To Freedom

Chatting with the lamp god was very pleasant, except for signing another bill for the potion formula of the Sequence 6 Faceless Man.

At noon the next day, Klein received a commission with a daily salary of 10 pounds.

Sure enough, killing Lanwusi can drop luck.

Following the chubby jeweler to his luxurious home in the West End, Klein saw the target that needed to be protected in the entrusted mission. It was a big boy named Yatru who was haunted by resentment.

Ah, I know this question, and I still have a book on solving problems.

Klein decided to get rid of this resentful soul directly at night and completely solve the employer's problem. As for whether it will cut off other people's money, this...

The night watch partner with Klein, Stuart, is a bearded gentleman. This rough-looking detective is actually afraid of ghosts. He keeps saying that the child has hit a ghost. Dot holy water to drive away evil spirits.

The priests of the Lord of Storms may not be professional enough, I suggest they go to the disciples of the eternal sun.

Klein complained inwardly, and then felt that it was a little disrespectful for him to arrange the gods in this way.

That night, Klein used Azik's copper whistle to lure the resentful soul out of Yatru's body, and then easily burned the resentful soul with the newly acquired ability to control flames.

Klein once again strongly felt the goodness of the Eternal Blazing Sun, and was very eager to own a magical item of the Sun Path. Of course, it cannot have the characteristic of being alive, and no secondary charges are required.

Finally, he asked Yatru what happened.

Yatru declared excitedly that death is not the end!

Klein, who had just emerged from the coffin, expressed that he was offended.

After using the excuse of going to the balcony to smoke and creating corresponding hallucinations, Klein rushed to Green Cemetery.

As a non-staff member of the Church of Evernight and the general manager of the Tarot Society, Klein felt that he should solve this matter from the root cause and minimize the harm of extraordinary events to ordinary people.

Then, he saw a group of chickens surrounding a dead body in the cemetery, dancing among the graves.

A tattooed bald man dragged a black cat from its cage and threw it at the corpse.

The black cat "meowed" and jumped over the corpse.

Suddenly, under the crimson moon, the petite shadow of the black cat swelled and grew larger, distorting and growing into a huge, hideous and strange creature.

It has bright red eyes, a hooked tail, pointed devil horns, and a body that twists and changes like smoke and mist.

One of its feet was stepping on a corpse that was constantly struggling. The corpse let out a dull panting sound of "He! He!", and yellow-green, rotten and foul-smelling liquid was flowing out from every hole in the body.

Turning into a devil-like black cat, he cast his eyes on the man in black robe who was about to blow the copper whistle, and deep fear enveloped everyone present.

"You are calling me?"

The majestic and majestic voice hit the man's ears, and the man knelt on the ground involuntarily, trembling all over.

He trembled and said inarticulately:

"Great...great...de...de...reaper!"

"I... I... am your...faithful...believer."

The black cat's gaze intensified the fear in the man's heart, which made him prostrate on the ground, repeating the title of "Death".

The black cat's voice sounded again.

"Summon me to come, what wish do you have?"

"Wish...wish?"

The man lying on the ground murmured.

Yes, I have a wish!

"Please lower your divine power and give me eternal life!"

The man seemed to be injected with strength, and he was able to lie on the ground and shouted loudly.

The black cat fell silent, and the entire cemetery fell into dead silence.

Klein's eyes widened, his mouth opened slightly, and he watched things rush in a strange direction, moving forward without hesitation.

This is much more bluff than the Gatekeeper of Hell I would say.

Wang Zichuan thought for a while, but he had no good idea on how to further intimidate this idiot. Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration and said:

"You have made a wish, then, sign a contract with me and become a necromancer!"

The black-robed man was overjoyed and was about to say something when he suddenly felt a pain in his neck and fell unconscious.

Several rookie boys and girls did not escape the fate of being stunned.

Klein was worried that if the magic lamp continued, things beyond his control would happen, especially when it involved wishes and contracts.

Before, the magic lamp always tricked him into making a wish. As long as he made a wish, all his requirements could be met. He doubted that through making a wish, the lamp god could establish a contractual relationship with people, and then control the wisher, causing a wider range of harm through him. .

Wang Zichuan's performance was interrupted by Klein, but he was not angry either. The black mist that formed the figure of the huge black cat dissipated, and the blue-eyed black cat had gone somewhere long ago.

Klein picked up the shovel brought by the rookies, found a suitable place to dig a hole, and buried the pus-feeding corpse that had been trampled to pieces.

Tsk tsk, this person should have been a decent person before he was alive, and his corpse was ruined like this.

After dealing with the scene, he looked at the people lying on the ground in disorder, took out gold coins, and helped them divination for good or bad luck if they continued to lie here, and got the result that they would not be in danger and would not be discovered, so he turned and turned to Yatru's family ran away, and he had to go back as soon as possible, lest Mr. Stuart come to the balcony to look for him and find out that something was wrong.

Nothing happened all night until dawn.

The fat employer looked at his son back to normal in surprise, and shouted happily:

"On the storm, I will donate 300 pounds to the church!"

What does this have to do with the Lord of Storms? It is clearly the work of Mister Fool.

Klein yawned big, and the cat fell asleep under the warm quilt.

In the evening, the gathering of old Mr. Eye of Wisdom.

The pharmacist who was very good at talking took out 300 pounds and a note with clues to the pharmacist's potion formula in distress, and handed them to Klein.

Looking at his expression, Klein felt genuinely happy. It turns out that this is how he feels when he sees other people's expressions. Isn't the magic lamp also so happy when he sees my IOUs?

In fact, Klein still has the Extraordinary characteristics of Bishop Rose that he obtained before, but he dare not sell it.

It's not just about the price and sales of the Extraordinary characteristics of Sequence Six, the main reason is that if there are members of the Aurora Society present, it would be self-inflicted to take this out. He planned to wait until later, when he had the opportunity, to make it into a magical item.

At the party, there were no mystical items that Klein could afford and that met his wishes.

Klein wasn't too disappointed either. Anyway, the magic lamp can be used to make do with it, so let's lose a little bit.

After the party was over, Klein successfully found his place by relying on the hair of the leader of the group of rookies he picked up earlier.

The man was sitting blankly on the easy chair in the living room, lost in thought, not knowing what he was thinking.

Suddenly, a deep voice sounded in the man's ear.

"When something like that happened, don't you feel scared?"

"Who!"

The man looked in horror at the side sofa, where a figure shrouded in black mist was sitting leisurely.

Everything that happened last night was not a dream!

I really summoned the Grim Reaper!

Now, his emissary has found me!

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