Rebel Demon King

Chapter 844 Fantasia

When Cheng Mo opened his eyes, there was still a continuous "humming" sound in his head. This buzzing sound that made his head tense reminded Cheng Mo of a scene in "A Chinese Journey to the West", a masterpiece of postmodern deconstruction ideas. , Tang Seng was constantly chanting the classic sentence in Sun Wukong's ear, "The moonlight treasure box is a treasure. Throwing it around will pollute the environment. What if it hits the children? Even if it can't hit the children, it's not good to hit those flowers and plants. ", Sun Wukong, played by Zhou Xingchi, covered his head and rolled on the sand, as if he had been chanted a magic spell.

It's just that it's not a golden hoop that binds freedom on my head, but a Tesla coil.A Tesla coil that keeps discharging in his mind makes him have to recollect the paralyzing feeling of electric current passing through his body all the time
This feeling is the fear of being dominated by Xie Minyun's "domestic violence" just now.

Thinking of facing Xie Minyun's education in the next few days, Cheng Mo sighed, wondering if such luck is considered happiness.

Cheng Mo wanted to get up, but the sound of "buzzing" swirled in his mind, making his head a little dull, as if his brain was constantly expanding, squeezing the cranial cavity, Cheng Mo didn't expect the damage to the carrier, There are also some effects on the ontology.He didn't know if it was an illusion. He lay on the bed and stared at the beech beam in the center of the triangular roof, ready to forcefully divert his attention. After thinking for a while, Cheng Mo still struggled to get up, planning to review all the gains from last night. , Temporarily forget the picture of oneself being abused.

Looking at the time, Cheng Mo sat down in front of the table beside the bed. It was only seven o'clock in the morning, the sun was still below the skyline, and the sky was a grayish blue. Looking out from the wooden lattice window in the attic, one could see To the ornate dome of St. Peter's Basilica.Cheng Mo stretched out his hand and pulled the old green glass lamp, and the dim yellow light illuminated a corner of the attic.

Cheng Mo opened the laptop, turned it on, opened the word document and began to record some content that he thought needed to be recorded. The content was very complicated, including what he saw and heard in Napoleon VII's box, the battle between Amedeo and Joseph , Xie Minyun taught him some knowledge about wrestling, and the experience of being "domestic violence" by Xie Minyun, etc.

After completing the recording, Cheng Mo thought for a while and divided it into several documents according to the content, and put them into different folders. Some important knowledge about gladiator fights is placed in a folder named "Gladiator Fight".
Cheng Mo plans to reorganize all his records over the years, whether it is interpersonal relationships, strategy of the relics, skill analysis, or gladiatorial skills, and do a good job of archiving, so as to give himself the next step Things clarified.

After fumbling with the documents for a while, Cheng Mo opened the Chosen Forum, and as expected, everyone was discussing the fight between Johnson and Amedeo yesterday.

Claypo, a very well-known gladiatorial commentator in the forum, published a video of Johnson and Amedeo's gladiatorial commentary. This post was pinned to the top of the Chosen Forum, and the viewing price is not expensive, only one bitcoin is needed.

Such a price can no longer be described with conscience. It is simply a jump-off price, a sale price, and bloodletting. One has to wonder whether the boss of Sullivan, an intelligence organization that monopolizes the wrestling video industry, has run away with his sister-in-law.

Such a conscientious price and the rare video of master wrestling made the popularity of the post reach a rare level, but in just over two hours after it was posted, more than 8000 copies had already been sold.Naturally, Cheng Mo didn't feel sorry for a bitcoin. After paying, he clicked on the post, and first clicked on the video.

Cheng Mo skipped over Philip's speech earlier, and when Johnson and Amedeo officially started fighting, the video automatically entered the slow-motion mode of [-] times. Unexpectedly, the clarity completely exceeded his imagination. The picture connection is also perfect, and it is obvious that it was shot and produced by professionals.

Cheng Mo has seen many gladiatorial videos. It is difficult for ordinary machines to keep up with the movement speed of the Chosen One, unless many machines are used to shoot at the same time, but this also faces a problem of more difficult editing.Therefore, many wrestling videos either contain acting elements and are not realistic enough;

However, this video does not have these problems at all. Cheng Mo guesses that the Round Table Council, which controls the world order in the country, has a high probability of participating in it. It is likely that, as Napoleon VII said, the Round Table Council wants to use this as an opportunity to establish a set of chosen ones. A gladiatorial ranking system outside the list, or a large-scale competition with enough attention to divert the attention of the chosen ones.

Cheng Mo is not interested in the wrestling behind the back of the world, and has little to do with him. He watched the video of Claypo's commentary carefully for a while, but he became more and more disappointed, because Claypo just kept repeating the use of the two people. What kind of skill, how much damage this skill will cause, there is not much substantive content, at most it explains some tricks of combos, and does not tell the audience why the two of them use this move and why they respond in this way.

In contrast, Xie Minyun's analysis was much more in-depth, so Cheng Mo quit the video, scrolled down the page, and saw that the comment with the most likes was from Claypo himself.

"This is the first time since the establishment of the Chosen Forum, the video of the two Chosen Fighters in the top [-] has been released. Thanks to Sullivan for choosing me to be the commentator, and pay tribute to the staff behind the scenes! Thanks to Johnson and Amedeo brought us the art of gladiatorial combat, pay tribute to the two selfless strongmen! Thank you General Philip for your support, and pay tribute to one of the greatest chosen ones on this earth!"

The second most liked is: "I just want to know if Napoleon VII responded to Johnson's challenge. If he challenged, when will it be arranged? Be sure to go to the scene to watch the battle!"

Cheng Mo casually scanned the following messages, basically lamenting that this is the real art of gladiatorial fighting, and some people lamenting that Annihilation is really invincible. Other than that, everyone is discussing the fourth place in the list Will the current Napoleon VII fight Johnson? If the two fight, whoever has a better chance of winning.Judging from the previous comments, the support rate of Napoleon VII is showing a one-sided trend. Most people think that even if Johnson has the skill of "annihilation", it is impossible to be Napoleon VII who has been ranked in the top ten for one year in a row. opponent.

Of course, there are also some voices of doubt. For example, some people mocked Napoleon VII for not daring to respond to Johnson’s challenge. They must be unsure, afraid, etc. These are not mainstream.

However, when someone posted the record of Napoleon VII's battle, almost all of them would get points by winning the [-]th place or higher. What's more embarrassing is that this person also posted the record of Athena's battle , all of which are points for winning against the top-ranked chosen ones.

At this moment, the message turned in a different direction, and many people began to say that Napoleon VII had a false name, that he was a pseudo-strong man who relied on controlling points to get into the top [-].

Cheng Mo witnessed the battle between Napoleon VII and the clown Sith two years ago. At that time, the clown ranked No. 20 and [-]th, and Napoleon VII ranked [-]th. Shocked, in his senses, the fight between Johnson and Amedeo this time was not as exciting as that one.

Of course, Cheng Mo feels that he is not qualified to make a judgment based on his current strength. This feeling is very subjective, but Cheng Mo still believes that Napoleon VII can beat Johnson.

Cheng Mo didn't read much about the boring debate, and quit, and then browsed other posts on the forum, either the post discussing Johnson and Amedeo's wrestling, or the post discussing Napoleon VII and Johnson.The number of posts complaining about the chaotic situation in Europa and criticizing Ouyu for letting in so many candidates from other countries has been greatly reduced, and the popular discussion post of "Tai Chi Dragon Attack on Athens" has disappeared without a trace.Cheng Mo flipped through many pages before he saw a post discussing the survival of stalkers in Europa and Ou Yu's purpose.

Cheng Mo wanted to click in to have a look, but was told by a pop-up box that "this post has been locked, you are not authorized to browse", Cheng Mo frowned involuntarily, it seemed that the Chosen Forum and the Round Table Council had reached a certain agreement. A tacit understanding, determined to completely solve the problem of Europa stalkers.

This is not what Cheng Mo wants to see, because it means that Europa, the last free land in the world, will also come under the strict control of the government.

Cheng Mo sighed in his heart, turned off the computer, got up and went to the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth, and then changed clothes in the room, Cheng Mo heard Xie Minyun shouting in the corridor: "Come down for breakfast."

"Come down immediately." Cheng Mo replied, he adjusted his hair a little, sat on the edge of the bed to put on his shoes, and then quickly went down to the coffee shop on the first floor.At this time, it was already bright, the ivy leaves trembled in the morning wind, and the golden Roman sun shone on the oily stone road, as if it was hundreds of years ago.

The air was filled with the smell of almond cookies. Biscuits, milk and boiled eggs were placed on the small table by the window. Xie Minyun rolled up the sleeves of his blue and white vertically striped shirt and was cleaning the glass with a brown apron hanging. The rag left traces on the transparent glass, and then the fine white foam flowed down, and soon sublimated into translucent tear stains.

The music in the coffee shop is ringing, the golden stylus is jumping on the turntable, the sounds of the piano and the violin are intertwined, flowing into Schumann's "Fantasy" (BGM: Kinderszenen (Scenes of childhood), Op. 15: VII . Traumerei (Dreaming) (arr. for violin and piano)), the song is as warm as the summer evening wind, which reminds Cheng Mo of lying in a hammock on the roof and looking up at the starry sky when he was a child, until he was tired and closed his eyes involuntarily.

For a second, Cheng Mo's mind was blank, and the annoying buzzing sounds in his mind disappeared, only the beautiful music surrounded him. Cheng Mo stared at Xie Minyun, she straightened up, straightened her back, was caught The slender legs wrapped in blue jeans made her curves as smooth as the music in her ears.She wiped the glass with concentration, without any affectation.

Xie Minyun's focused movements made Cheng Mo feel the existence of time, and her waving arms were as precise as a pendulum, as if she had witnessed the goddess of time walking in his vision.

No matter time or her, they are so contented.

It's so beautiful that people want to lie on the sofa and watch this scene and fall into eternal sweet dreams.

"Don't be dazed! Eat quickly, come and help when you're done eating!" Xie Minyun's voice floated in from outside the cafe.

Cheng Mo walked over to the small table by the window, opened the chair and began to eat. Xie Minyun neither pursued nor paid much attention to food. The taste of the food basically depends on the quality of the raw materials. In short, it is the same as Mr. Shen. There is no way to compare, but Cheng Mo tasted a different sweetness today.

After breakfast, Cheng Mo also hung up his apron to help Xie Minyun clean up.Xie Minyun cleaned the glass, and Cheng Mo cleaned the table and chairs.

When he wiped the bar counter, Cheng Mo noticed that there were a lot of milk tea bottles and cans in the cabinets of the bar counter. Although Huaxia milk tea has conquered cities overseas in recent years, it is still very rare in Italy, the birthplace of coffee culture. Cheng Mo really can't think of a safe house that will prepare the raw materials for making milk tea in a coffee shop.So Cheng Mo asked with some doubts: "Why does the safe house still have something to make milk tea? Wouldn't this be revealing?"

Xie Minyun looked back at Cheng Mo, pretended to be calm and said, "Who told you this is a safe house?"

"Huh? Didn't you say 'you can think so' the day before yesterday?"

Xie Minyun bit her lower lip and explained: "Because the ruins in Europa are relatively concentrated, in order to pursue speed, all my tasks in the ruins are completed in Europa. I don't really like staying in hotels or safe houses. , so I wanted to find a fixed place to live. After thinking about going to Rome, the climate is mild. No matter which ruins you go to, it’s not too far away. In addition, the Colosseum is here. I want to live here for a long time in the future, so I decided to buy a set in Rome. house."

"So this is a coffee shop?" Cheng Mo was still full of doubts. According to rational thinking, there was no need to pretend that the house Xie Minyun bought was a coffee shop. This would only make the neighbors more suspicious. How many times does the coffee shop open?
"Of course not. It used to be an ordinary house. I was looking for a suitable place to live. I thought that if I wanted to live there for a long time, it had to meet my own preferences. So I searched online. At that time, I was looking at another place, but I passed by here by chance, and I fell in love with it at first sight. I think this place really meets my requirements. Although it is hidden deep in the city center, it is difficult to find. There are many buildings around, but the wall separates the neighbors completely. There is no one. Everywhere needs to pass through the door of our building, which is very private. I like the quietness hidden in the downtown area. I also like this old block. The ivy hanging on the wall and the beautiful plants planted in the sink little flower."

Cheng Mo thought that he had to walk through a winding alley to enter here, and this building is located at a corner of the alley, which is a place where it is difficult for people to pass by. It is only by chance that he passes here, Cheng Mo said suspiciously: " You must not pass by here by accident, you must have lost your way in the wrong place, right?"

Xie Minyun didn't expect Cheng Mo to see the truth clearly, blushed slightly, and said stubbornly: "How is it possible, I just passed by by chance, okay?"

Cheng Mo nodded, and said solemnly: "It can indeed be regarded as a coincidence."

Xie Minyun snorted softly and said, "What do you mean! I said that if you don't get lost, you won't get lost!"

Cheng Mo was about to open his mouth to expose Xie Minyun, but he heard Xie Minyun sneer: "Did you not sleep enough in the attic, and want to continue sleeping in the attic tonight?"

Cheng Mo was speechless, Xie Minyun unreasonably asked a brain teaser question yesterday, Cheng Mo has never been good at answering such questions that can't be answered with rational reasoning, and he can only sleep in the attic after answering wrong.In fact, there is nothing wrong with sleeping in the attic, but it is better to be able to sleep with Xie Minyun.

It's not that Cheng Mo has any wretched thoughts, but because it's safer to sleep with Xie Minyun.So Cheng Mo changed the subject rationally and asked, "Then why do you want to open a coffee shop? You also prepared the ingredients for making milk tea? I don't think you like drinking milk tea so much!"

"Every girl has a dream of opening a coffee shop!" Xie Minyun said while washing the cups: "It doesn't need to be big, but it needs to be in the city you like; it doesn't need to be luxuriously decorated, you just need to have a floor-to-ceiling window to let the sun shine through. Gentle light comes in; don’t want too many guests, as long as there are melodious music, comfortable chairs, mellow coffee, endless books, and scenery that can relax the eyes is enough.”

"Uh, I don't think you are a literary youth. Your dream should be more grand and change the world."

Xie Minyun felt that Cheng Mo knew herself too well, and it seemed a little difficult to get away with it, but she would not admit that she opened a cafe called "21/22" because she was looking forward to meeting someone unexpectedly. Pretending to be indifferent, he said: "The two are not in conflict. I just think that everything here fits well. It would be too wasteful not to open a coffee shop, so I make the best use of everything. Also, I like drinking milk tea. , anyway, I’m not afraid of being unhealthy now, just drink if you want.”

"Okay! As long as you like it." Cheng Mo shrugged his shoulders and said, "I'm just curious, have you ever sold a cup of milk tea?"

"Mr. Cheng, please stop talking nonsense and work hard. Today you not only have to clean the table, but also mop the floor, sweep the stairs, and clean the toilet."

"Can I pay someone to do it?" Cheng Mo said with a look of astonishment.

"I'm a clean freak, so I don't want strangers to come and clean my house!" Xie Minyun said flatly.

Cheng Mo didn't dare to continue talking, so he could only speed up the movements in his hands.

The two of them worked hard all morning, and finally cleaned the entire cafe with a new look. At first, Cheng Mo felt that doing this kind of thing was meaningless and a waste of time, but when they really did it, they cooperated with Xie Minyun to clean up while chatting all over the place. , and feel that time flies by.

There is also a small yard behind the house. It used to be full of flowers, but Xie Minyun had no time to take care of it. Now it is covered with vines and weeds. The vitality of vines and kudzu is amazing, and it is very troublesome to clean up.The two of them discussed for a while and gave up their plan to visit Trajan's Bazaar in the afternoon. After eating something casual at noon, they took tools to cut through the thorns and thorns in the yard. It was not until the sun set that the whole yard was cleaned up.

Cheng Mo and Xie Minyun have never done such a heavy job since they were young. In addition to the work that others need to complete in a few days, they finished it in two and a half days. It made Cheng Mo's strengthened body a bit overwhelming and tired. Sweating profusely, back pain.

Seeing that the task was finally completed, Cheng Mo straightened up and let out a long sigh of relief.

Xie Minyun is not an ordinary person, and does not feel as tired as Cheng Mo, but seeing that Cheng Mo's face is full of water, and his glasses have slipped off, he took off the labor protection gloves on his hand, went to the bathroom and got a towel for Cheng Mo wipe sweat.

The winter in Rome is not cold. After the high-intensity labor, the evening wind blows through the whole body, but it feels refreshing. The two stand in the yard shoulder to shoulder and look at the red sunset through the fence. The atmosphere is warm and sweet.

Cheng Mo suddenly felt that labor is not such a hard job, and thought: "This is probably the true meaning of working together with men and women without getting tired!"

"What should we plant in the yard?" Xie Minyun asked.

"I see you like it." Cheng Mo said.

"It's not a place for me alone, and it can't all be based on my preferences."

"Is this a pre-marital property?"

"I think you don't even sleep in the attic tonight, it's better to sleep directly on the street." Facing Cheng Mo's unique Cheng's black humor, Xie Minyun responded angrily.

Cheng Mo pushed down his glasses and said, "I really don't know what to plant. I really don't have much research on garden landscapes."

Xie Minyun turned to look at Cheng Mo, and said softly, "Don't you like trees? Let's plant two trees here!"

"It's a good idea. Planting trees is a good idea. Flowers are troublesome to plant. If you are not careful, they will die. Planting trees will not, and you don't need to take care of them. You don't even need to water them. suitable."

Xie Minyun raised his hand and pushed Cheng Mo, and said angrily, "Why do you only consider everything from the perspective of pros and cons?"

Cheng Mo was a little confused, looked at Xie Minyun inexplicably and said, "What's wrong with this?"

"There's nothing wrong!" Xie Minyun said angrily.

Cheng Mo scratched his hair and asked puzzledly: "Then what should we consider?"

"Of course it's the angle of liking and beauty!"

Cheng Mo smiled wryly and said, "If it's beautiful, planting flowers is more beautiful."

"Tell me to choose what you like."

Cheng Mo looked at the yard and pondered for a moment and said: "Then plant two Italian cypress trees. This kind of tree is very straight, and the branches will not grow randomly. Our yard is not big, so it is best to plant this kind of tree. Wait for them to grow up." A little, you can tie a hammock in the middle”

Xie Minyun said enthusiastically, "Then let's go buy saplings tomorrow."

After deciding what kind of tree to plant, Cheng Mo and Xie Minyun went back to the room to take a bath and change clothes, went to II Convivio Troiani on the bank of the Tiber River to enjoy delicious food, and then strolled along the Tiber River full of French sycamores. There are relatively few tourists here. The shop retains the atmosphere of life in Rome. As far as the banks of the Tiber River, the commercial atmosphere of the tourist city becomes stronger. Many street performers perform on the shore, and a sense of leisure and relaxation permeates the air.

The two of them didn't linger too much in the Tiber River. They went back to 21/22 to review their homework after shopping for a while. After eleven o'clock, they activated the carrier set up in the Colosseum and started gladiatorial training.

For Cheng Mo, it was another night of domestic violence.

The next day, Cheng Mo and Xie Minyun went to the flower market on the outskirts of the city to buy an Italian cypress tree and planted it in the yard. Cheng Mo carved Xie Minyun's name on the trunk of the Italian cypress tree on the right, and Xie Minyun carved his name on the trunk of the Italian cypress tree on the left. Cheng Mo's name.

Just being romantic doesn't prevent the occurrence of "domestic violence"
Cheng Mo's days were tossed and turned between ice and fire, and a week passed in a blink of an eye. In the early morning of November 30th, Cheng Mo was still in the attic sorting out the contents of the past two years, when he heard the glass door on the first floor. It was knocked and bang, which is a rare thing for a cafe where few people pass by.

Soon Cheng Mo heard the sound of Xie Minyun going downstairs to open the door, and then there was a conversation downstairs. Cheng Mo didn't care, thinking that the conversation would end soon, but unexpectedly, it didn't stop. Cheng Mo hesitated, I still went downstairs, and when I got to the first floor, I saw a fashionable girl with blond hair and a sexy figure standing in front of the bar talking to Xie Minyun.

Cheng Mo had seen this beautiful blonde on the banks of the Seine, she was Napoleon VII's younger sister, Diva Beatriz Caroline Louise Napoleon.

"Xieer, you closed the store this time, but it was closed for a long time, and you didn't say anything when you came back. If my brother hadn't told me that I met you in Rome, I wouldn't have known! You are really not enough friends! The blond girl paused and said, "Do you know that I haven't been able to drink your milk tea for a long time, and I can't even sleep well every day. By the way, there is also Camille, she is talking about your milk tea every day. No matter what, the most important thing now is to give me a drink."

"I'm sorry, Dai Wa, I have important things to do when I return to China and I've said before that I'm just interested in opening a store, you can't expect anything from me." Xie Minyun glanced at Cheng Mo who was going downstairs and said in a low voice.

"I know, of course I know!" Dai Wa waved her hands, "But this doesn't prevent me from missing you and your milk tea, you know, compared to coffee, I'm already tired of drinking it, especially Rome, although this is the birthplace of coffee culture, but when I walk into any coffee shop, the cup of coffee I get is exactly the same as the cup of coffee that Schultz (the founder of Starbucks) drank 30 years ago. My God, Starbucks coffee It's bad enough, the coffee shop in Rome can be worse, you have to hurry up and get me a cup of milk tea to satisfy my picky mouth"

"Wait. Daiwa, let me introduce you first. This is Cheng Mo. You have met him before." Xie Minyun waved to Cheng Mo who was standing by the stairs.

Dai Wa, who was wearing a pink Adeline André haute couture coat, turned her head to look at Cheng Mo, recalled it for a moment before she said with surprise: "So it was you. We had coffee together by the Seine River. And my brother."

Cheng Mo nodded and said in French, "Long time no see."

Looking Cheng Mo up and down, Dai Wa seemed to have seen through something, and exclaimed suddenly: "My God, Xier, you two are not in love, are you?"

Xie Minyun smiled and shook his head: "No, we are not lovers."

(End of this chapter)