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The red door of Rose's office was carved with the head of an owl, and its two lifelike eyes were now facing Chen Yu.

They flashed quickly, and with a "click", the owl statue seemed to recognize Chen Yu's identity, and the door opened.

"This is treated differently. Why can't it be used when you come to me?" Constantine sneered bitterly from the side.

He had just been posing for a long time and winking, but the owl statue was completely indifferent.

"You are quite familiar with me. I don't think Teacher Rose regards you as a friend." Chen Yu pushed the door open and entered.

Although ten years later, they did become friends and formed the "Windbreaker Troupe" together. But now, Rose must hate Constantine to the extreme.

Calculating this heartfelt disdain should have started when Constantine stole one of Rose's crystal balls as soon as he entered the door last night.

"Ha! You are so proud! You are a heartthrob!" Constantine said sourly, "How about you become a disciple of this bitch! She does seem to be a master! And I am a first-rate liar!"

Young Constantine is really no different from a rebellious teenager in adolescence, except when he's serious.

"No, at least I respect you very much, Constantine." Chen Yu stood at the door and looked at the somewhat empty room and said, "Because you are different, I can learn things that others cannot."

"You kid, you have a sweet mouth. I do... huh? Hmm..." Constantine suddenly reacted. He put his chin on his hand and fell into deep thought, then raised his eyelids angrily, "What the hell are you doing? Are you praising me? Calling me a liar like that bitch?"

"It seems that you are still self-aware, but I am indeed complimenting you." Chen Yu looked at the wet stain on the carpet and slowly walked over, but he was still saying seriously, "In my mind, You are not a second-rate liar, you are absolutely first-rate. Or the craziest gambler, how can I put it? The appearance of a gambler, the heart of a banker."

"Very good, thank you for the exclusive interview! Maybe when I want to write a memoir to make money like those retired old prime ministers, I will definitely use yours! But I will never pay a penny!" Constantine Pointing the cigarette butt at Chen Yu's back, "Also, be lucky, boy! I still have credibility, so hurry up and start...shit!"

When Chen Yu squatted on the edge of the carpet, Constantine also saw the unmelted ice crystals and traces of wetness around them.

"I swear this was not the case before I left! Um... wait!" Constantine suddenly covered his head, and after a moment his eyes widened, "Damn! We were all hypnotized! The reason why I didn't find You are because we are not in the same 'dream' at all! And the culprit is your magic!"

Chen Yu nodded.

Sage Ochi, Rose, probably didn't fall into the trap.

Is it really?

But that frozen statue...

Chen Yu stood up and looked around, "Do you have the same idea as me?"

"Dead Soul". There is also the "dead soul", this magical guardian is still gone.

They are both the essence of the Book of Magic, and an attack from the second book amounts to dismantling it from within.

"I guess we didn't wake up at all!" Constantine bit his cigarette butt and regained his serious expression, "And I'm starting to wonder if you are really Chen Yu!"

"Both each other." Chen Yu turned around, "This should be the trial of the Book of Magic. It wants me to make a certain choice... But we'd better not start a war. If we make a wrong step..."

"I still want to be as far away from hell as possible!" Constantine had sweat on his forehead.

Could a book imitate such an image of Constantine? Can a primitive, pure energy body understand human nature?

Constantine's body is now filled with my demonic blood. Perhaps it is because of this that he was spared and joined me.

We are connected by blood.

What a good bad joke.

Maybe the Rose seen in the corridor was the transformed puppet of the "Book of Magic", and the one in the frozen statue was the real Rose, and she was trapped.

But the enemy will advise me? Unless it's a trap.

"Sit down, boy!" Constantine threw away the cigarette butts. He strode to the only remaining bookshelf and threw a few books on the ground. "You know? When I was a child, I was very thin and a group of gangsters would beat me every day. , and would even take out a scalpel and scratch my face, forcing me to take out my poor pocket money. My alcoholic father would not care at all, and he would even cause me new injuries."

Constantine kicked the books thrown on the ground in front of Chen Yu, and then began to draw the pattern of the magic circle with cigarette ashes, while still talking about his terrible childhood, "The leader of those little gangsters is named Kenny Nelson. , he also had a sister who was a one-eyed dragon. They chased me, but I could only run away. At that time, there was a metal box factory on the edge of the Liverpool docks. We all called it tin cans. I hid in it, but my sister thanked her. Lil snitched and Kenny caught me.”

Constantine began to draw a second circle around the jumble of books.

Chen Yu stared carefully, he still didn't know what Constantine planned to do.

"I don't blame Cheryl, Kenny has a knife, she is afraid of him, everyone is afraid of him. Kenny's brain is not good, it is said that it is related to the death of his mother from tuberculosis when he was seven years old, but let me tell you, he is a A born bastard! When he was five years old, he picked out his sister Anita's eyeballs with a needle!" Constantine quickly took out a cigarette and poured the tobacco between the two rings, as if filling it. Gunpowder, "He wanted to cut off my ears, and he beat the shit out of me! I was scared, scared to death! And I said... I'll give you something better, something much better than four shillings!" "

Constantine squatted on the ground and looked back. He did not smile. "I said I would let him talk to his dead mother."

Chen Yu's curiosity was piqued, "Can you be a psychic?"

Constantine snorted coldly and continued to immerse himself in his homework, "You know, I can only rely on myself. I drew a circle with chalk, and I wrote the letters recorded in the book. I sat in it, and I I closed my eyes, and in the dark and silent factory, I emptied all my thoughts and began to trance."

Constantine threw away the useless cigarette paper, then lit another cigarette and put it in his mouth.

Chen Yu noticed that outside the ring in front of him were twenty-six capital English letters smeared with soot, as well as "yes" and "no".

It's a séance thing, like the scary kiddie games like Pen and Disk.

"I called Kenny's mother's name. I pretended to have a seizure and fell to the ground. I was foaming at the mouth." Constantine lit the pages of a book with a lighter and threw it into the pile of books. "I Opening my eyes, I said Kenny's nickname, which was the nickname that only his mother had given him before she was alive. Then, I said, you shouldn't have pressed the cushion to my face. I knew there was a giggle in my throat. The sound scares you and you just want the sound to stop, but I can't breathe, I can't breathe, my chest is about to burst, I need oxygen, I need..."

Constantine's tone was very realistic, as if he was imitating the seance ceremony he had performed as a child.

It appears that Kenny killed his mother.

Chen Yu almost guessed the ending.

Constantine looked at the raging fire and laughed gloatingly, "He ran away, and Kenny ran away, leaving a trail of wet footprints. Then, I heard the sound of the emergency brake. We all ran out. , and then saw a disgusting blood trail. Kenny was lucky that he was not knocked away, but..."

When Constantine looked back, his profile was reflected in the red light of the flames. He smiled happily, "His legs were crushed into powder. From then on, he could only sit in a wheelchair and watch us happily through the window. play. No more... no bullying. No, he became the target of bullying. And no one dared to mess with me because they thought I was crazy."

This is indeed what Constantine can do.

"Are you showing off your talent?" Chen Yu asked.

Constantine shook his head mockingly, "No, kid. Everything about Kenny's mother was told to me by his sister Anita. She hated him, even more than I did. I just gave her a A chance at freedom, and of course, for the price of some toys and comic books. So, you see? I'm a liar, and lies are my weapon. Are you ready to learn all this?"

Chen Yu stood up and nodded firmly, "Of course."

"Very good." Constantine smiled with a cigarette in his mouth, and then stepped aside, the red flames dancing wildly, "Then... deceive yourself first. Doubt and denial are the strongest spiritual barriers."