The beautiful daily life of Black Light Salted Fish

The woman's expression was calm, as if she was talking about something insignificant.

"So what did you say back then? I don't see a clear future with outsiders like you..." Jessica imitated the tone of the Ancient One: "You were lying to me? Well, we weren't familiar with each other at that time anyway, so I don't find it strange that you lied."

"Yes."

Master Ancient One continued to pet the cat calmly.

"...Tsk, you look really annoying."

Jessica crossed her arms: "Then what are you doing here? Are you planning to get Mr. Watson back?"

"The key is not me, but you."

"Here it comes, here it comes, isn't it?" Jessica rolled her eyes: "What's the next sentence? Let me figure it out myself?"

"Can you?"

"cannot!"

Ms. Drew lay back and said decisively, "I'm not Stephen Strange, why should I bother with all the mystic tricks?"

"Because if one day you find that you really need their help, you can do it yourself instead of being so confused like you are now. The appearance of everything in the world is always based on objective reality. There is magic in this world, and this is objective reality. And you don't simply reject it, right?"

"Didn't you check and find that I can't learn magic?" Jessica looked at Master Ancient One with an unhappy face: "When you captured me and took me to Kamar-Taj, I studied hard for a few months. Then you brought a few wizards to make me lie on the stone platform for examination, and finally said that I was not suitable for learning magic."

"Do you really believe that?"

"You've said both the positive and negative things! This makes me look stupid, you know? I don't know magic to begin with, what do you want from me? For the past 500 years, all you've learned besides magic is how to be a riddler, right?" Jessica was so angry that she transformed into Miss Watson and pounced over to get the little black cat back: "Give the cat back to me!"

Master Ancient One suddenly stretched out his hand.

A palm slapped Miss Watson on the chest.

Miss Watson watched her body lose control and fall into the arms of the Ancient One. Fortunately, the other party picked up the black cat with his other hand in advance, otherwise the cat would have been killed. She understood that her soul had been knocked out of her body and was staying in the astral dimension, just like what the Ancient One did to Stephen Strange in the movie "Doctor Strange".

But this surprised Miss Watson greatly.

Watson made this request as early as 1944.

He had no other intention at the time, he just wanted to experience this feeling, but Master Ancient One never agreed, and just said that your situation is different from others, so Watson never mentioned it again.

"...Is it necessary for you to launch a surprise attack? Or does it look cooler this way?" Miss Watson said as she raised her arms. She thought she would see a pair of translucent hands like in the movies, but instead she saw two light blue strips in front of her. Their appearance was like mist that kept dissipating, and she could only make out their general shape.

Looking down at his body, he was in the same state. He had turned into an energy body that only retained a basic human form.

"It's different than you thought, isn't it?"

Master Gu Yi held the kitten in his arms, stood up and wandered around the living room: "When I was young, I thought I had enough knowledge, but I was always refreshed by something, so I agree with the Eastern people's concept of learning."

"Um... I'm glad I contributed a learning material to you, even though I didn't want to at all." Miss Watson tried to pat her two forelimbs: "I don't seem to have a sense of touch. Um, this is not normal? I remember that you seemed to be able to fight the enemy in the void with your soul out of your body..."

"Everything exists for a reason. You are just relatively special. But it is precisely because of your specialness that I can temporarily peel off a part of you." Master Gu Yi gently put down the little black cat and took out an antique hourglass the size of a palm from his arms. The outer frame of this object was made of wood and the carving was very fine, but it was impossible to tell what was carved on it.

"uh-huh."

Miss Watson wanted to put on an expression that said "keep pretending", but she had no face to do it.

The next second, her soul returned to her body.

"One day a long time ago, I found this little thing. Maybe this is really a coincidence, although I would rather..." With a clang sound, Gu Yi put the hourglass on the coffee table. As the first grain of sand fell, the patterns carved on the entire surface of the hourglass suddenly emitted a light yellow light.

Just as she came to her senses, Miss Watson suddenly trembled all over and it took her a long time to come to her senses.

He didn't say anything else.

Even a ghost can see that it’s the hourglass that’s causing all this trouble.

"...I call it the Soul-binding Hourglass." Master Ancient One sat back on the sofa and leaned forward to take a closer look like a curious child: "This world is really wonderful, isn't it?"

"Yes, you want to transcend your body and follow the God of Creation to experience more wonders. After all, ordinary people's lives become more and more boring the longer they live, right?" Miss Watson sat down and stretched out her hand to stop the little black cat from hitting the hourglass: "So this thing has taken away part of my soul?"

"Strictly speaking, it's not exactly a soul. With your understanding of magic, it's hard for me to explain it to you." Master Ancient One smiled and shook his head: "I will leave it to you and tell you how to use it. I also suggest that you use it on yourself regularly."

"Wow~~Sister Yao, you are so~~nice."

Miss Watson seemed very grateful, but in fact she was sarcastic: "So why do you need to use it regularly?"

"Do you remember that you would faint from time to time? Or fall into a deep sleep suddenly?"

"I know."

"It's good to know."

After staring at Ms. Yao for a long time, Miss Watson didn't wait for the next sentence.

"Meow?"

The little black cat on the coffee table tilted its head, looking confused.

"You know what's going on, don't you?" Miss Watson narrowed her eyes.

"I do not know."

Master Ancient One still smiled: "At least not completely. Do you want to hear about your future?"

......

Half an hour later.

Stinky old woman!

Miss Watson covered her buttocks and lay on the sofa, cursing, "Isn't it just asking you how many girlfriends I will have in the future? And by the way, I asked if the young version of Sister Yao didn't take a hot spring bath with me? As for beating me? The old lady can take a bath, but the young lady can't?"

"Ahhh, old woman!" Miss Watson rolled over, then gasped in pain and jumped up from the sofa. The small hourglass on the coffee table in front was still ticking. I didn't know why such a small amount of sand could last for half an hour, but it was very slow anyway.

Fortunately, it looks almost done.

After waiting for another ten minutes, Miss Watson brought her guitar, played it a few times, and started singing a Chinese song.

"...any possible ~possession~~~~"

wrong.

The expression wasn't heartbreaking enough.

"Cough cough."

"Meow?"

"Little~~Kitty~~!!!!" Miss Watson put the guitar aside, and with a standard tactical roll, she snatched the little black cat off the carpet: "What's your name? Is it because I haven't given you a name? I haven't even given you a name yet!"

"Meow?"

"Okay, okay, be serious. I'll give you a name after you finish singing this song."

Abandoning her pet, Miss Watson sat back and put on a grief-stricken expression, continuing to sing: "Happiness is only a glass of hourglass left~~~~Watching helplessly, scene after scene of sweetness~~~No!!!! Again!!!!!! Ahhhh, it's so painful..."

Heartbreaking.

This just feels right.

In my previous life, I was used as material for too many spoofs, so I can't sing this song properly every time. I can't help but go crazy after singing a few lines.

The little black cat looked at its owner and gave a worried cry.

The singing stopped abruptly.

On the sofa, the figure kept playing the instrument and did not move. Seeing this, the little creature became even more worried and ran towards Miss Watson's legs. However, the next moment, it stopped, its limbs tensed, and its back hunched.

Dense tentacles were twisting in front.

As if noticing a creature approaching, a dozen tentacles shot out like lightning, but the little black cat reacted quickly, its claws hooked on the rough carpet, providing huge friction support for its body to move. The intuition of danger was deeply hidden in its blood, helping it survive alone in Gotham, and this time was no exception.

On the coffee table, the last grain of sand fell and the light faded away.

Watson opened his eyes as if waking up from a dream. He was lying on the sofa with his guitar in his arms. He raised his upper body, touched his face, and then touched his flat chest. He hesitated for a few seconds, then reached down, let out a long breath, threw away the guitar and lay back down.

There was no special feeling in his body. The luck he had gained by escaping the brink of death was purely psychological. Watson could not recall the time he had been missing. It should have been very long, but it was so short, as if it had just happened yesterday.

There was no pain at all.

Do those who are extinct feel the same way?

Watson recalled the plot of the Avengers series, where Thanos successfully collected the Infinity Stones and snapped his fingers before a group of superheroes could stop him. His wish was fulfilled, and half of the life in the universe was extinguished, leaving behind the survivors who were at a loss.

But after the superheroes gathered the Infinity Stones from other timelines, they did the same thing and brought back those extinguished lives. According to the movie, these returning people had no idea that they had been "dead" for several years, and for them everything seemed to have just ended.

Thinking of this, Watson looked at the hourglass on the coffee table.

It's just a small cup, but it has such a terrifying effect. Twist the switch at the bottom, press it on a person, and their soul will be sucked away.

It's that simple.

This thing can't be reversed at will, but Watson is very special, so Master Ancient One figured out this method. If it were an ordinary person, they would probably be gone after being sucked in. According to Ms. Yao, when the Soul-Imprisoning Hourglass was first made, they never thought of putting the soul back.

The old Riddler.

Master Ancient One might actually know the person who made this thing.

After more than ten minutes of rest, Watson's brows were still furrowed.

He always felt that something was wrong with Master Ancient One today.