Pastor's Tantra

Aiwass hid the gun, put on the same clothes as the ones on the previous floor and pushed out the door. He saw the couple in 204 arguing again.

It's still the same strange posture - the woman has half her foot inside the house, holding the door handle from the outside, and twisting her body outward.

Because of his previous experience, Aiwas paid special attention to her body's center of gravity this time... and found that her center of gravity fell on the foot that left the room.

There are two possibilities for people standing at the door. Either you want to enter or you want to leave.

And this woman obviously wanted to leave.

But the last time she saw Aiwass, she immediately entered the house. Not only that, there was no sound after she entered the house...except for her, even the "husband" in the house didn't speak either.

how so?

——You can find out now.

"...If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be reduced to..."

In the middle of speaking, the woman raised her head and saw Aiwass approaching quietly.

"Agni" faced her, raising the corners of his mouth slightly and showing a smile according to his own habit.

Although he had not looked in the mirror, it seemed that Agni's face was not as friendly as Aiwass's own - the smile should be exactly the same, but the woman was trembling in fright.

She immediately stopped talking, smoothly retracted her right foot that was about to take a half step forward, and planned to go back to the room.

There was real fear and apprehension in the woman's eyebrows.

But at this moment, Agni took half a step forward and blocked the door that was about to close with her foot.

The look of fear on the woman's face was even worse. She subconsciously wanted to close the door harder, but she didn't dare to hurt Agni.

"you know me?"

Agni asked with a smile.

Without waiting for her answer, Agni stretched out his calloused palms: "Introduce yourself. My name is Agni, a teacher. I live next door to you."

"Oh, I'm Jane..."

The woman said timidly, stretched out her hand and gently held Agni's fingertips, and then immediately let go as if she was electrocuted: "I am... uh, a small businessman, so to speak."

"oh?"

Agni kept smiling and asked politely: "That's great. Is there any medicine for colds and fevers? My daughter is sick and needs some medicine.

The woman turned around and looked at the man in the room with a solicituring look.

It was a skinny man who was pacing in the room. After seeing Agni come in, the man didn't ask Agni why he just walked in like this. He didn't say hello or come up to him, but stood motionless as if frozen.

Compared with the woman who looks young and has an ordinary appearance, he is at least ten years older. At least in his forties.

The man's face was red and ugly as a monkey - not because of shame or anger, but like a symptom of some kind of inflammation or allergy. If Agni hadn't smelled the smell of alcohol, he would have suspected that he had drunk too much.

"Cold medicine... there should be some, I'll look for it..."

As he spoke, he rummaged through a backpack in the corner of the room.

He looked left and right, and hesitantly found a bottle of pink alchemical mixture.

"This...maybe."

The skinny, monkey-like man walked over and glanced at Agni with some fear.

He looked a little nervous, but he spoke very smoothly. The man skillfully introduced: "This is the 'sleep' mixture. After drinking it and sleeping, you can repair the body's wounds and wake up refreshed!"

"Bring that too."

At this moment, Jane took the initiative to speak.

"That's the one," she reminded.

"Oh, I forgot about it!"

The man patted his head and said, "You must want this!"

As he spoke, the man took out another small box from his backpack.

——A small round metal box the size of Fengyoujing.

Looking at the familiar thing, Agni's eyes suddenly focused on it.

"You must know this, Zui Meng Tincture. Just lick it and you will have a peaceful and good dream. Many times, fever and discomfort are caused by poor sleep and nightmares. Just take a sip of this and you will be fine."

"...This thing is very expensive, isn't it?"

Aiwass picked up the Drunken Dream Tincture. There is a crescent moon pattern with a human face etched on it, and a line of small characters "1811-01-022, Living Silver Workshop" is marked below.

"...The batch was from ten years ago. Is this expired?"

Seeing Zuimeng Tincture in the Dream World Ritual made him feel a little strange.

He still did not use Zuimeng Tincture in this ceremony. Because the Palace of Silver and Tin is quite safe, not to mention that Aiwas's ritualist teacher Iben is still watching over him. Let’s save the Drunken Dream Tincture for next time.

The next time he advances, he will most likely still be in Yingjiao Village. In that kind of chaotic and unstable sleeping place, you need Zuimeng Tincture to prevent yourself from being woken up.

"It doesn't matter, the date marked on this is fake. This thing has just been out for less than two months. If it were not marked like this, no one would buy it..."

As if he understood Agni's hesitation, the man explained: "This is an imitation - the effect is not as strong as the original, but it is definitely useful. Don't worry, it is definitely not harmful to the body. Look, it's still storming outside. , I can’t run away, can I?”

"Thank you very much."

Agni showed a friendly smile again: "I wonder how much it will cost?"

"You should cure your daughter's illness first, and there is no need to bring up the money issue later."

The middle-aged man smiled.

"Thank you very much."

Agni nodded politely and thanked.

Under the smiles of the two people, he took a half step back and closed the door himself.

He strode away, his tall and heavy body making a thumping sound as he walked away.

But Agni stood in front of the stairs and waited expressionlessly for a while. Then he tiptoed back and stood at the door of the two people.

"...What if you sell that thing to Agni and he finds out?"

A man's low and urgent questioning voice came from inside the house: "He has a gun. Do you want to die?"

"You don't know a damn thing," the woman's vulgar voice came, "Do you really believe that that is his daughter? He must have recognized us, so he came over here to get some medicine to calm the little guy down... …”

At this moment, two gunshots were heard downstairs.

Agni stood at the door this time. He was finally able to confirm... with the soundproofing of this hotel, everyone must have heard the gunshot.

He was still standing quietly at the door, listening to what was going on inside the house.

The woman subconsciously screamed in fear, but as soon as she screamed, her mouth was immediately covered. ,

"Stop arguing, do you want to die?!"

The man's voice became fierce: "Just pretend you didn't hear anything, got it?"

"...Is it Agni? That perverted murderer..."

The woman's voice trembled.

"——Don't guess, don't talk!"

The man was alert to the point of being a little nervous, completely different from his friendly demeanor before: "Maybe someone is listening outside now!"

The corners of Agni's mouth raised slightly, and this time he really left quietly.

He walked through the stairs and found the reporter playing "Jacob" in the lobby on the first floor.

Different from last time - this time, in addition to the corpses of reporters and receptionists, there was an old man wearing a vest-like iron-leather armor in the hall.

The old man has skin as dark as carbon and his pupils are blue. He looked at the reporter warily, his right hand weakly resting on the handle of the elf dagger at his waist. Apparently an old watcher.

The two of them were confronting each other without saying a word. Or maybe he has said everything he needs to say and is waiting for something.

They noticed Agni's appearance almost at the same time, and the reporter suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed.

The old man also softened his vigilant gaze. But he didn't seem too aggressive. He just stood there and watched without saying a word.

The reporter greeted Aiwass: "You are finally here - are you here too late this time?"

"I obviously came down just after resurrecting. I think it may be because the flow rate is different."

Agni said in a deep voice. It's a lie when you open your mouth.

The reporter just nodded, as if agreeing with something.

He turned to the old man and said, "Can you trust me now? I am the detective, and that strong man is the fox."

The old man dressed as an inspector just shook his head and said seriously: "To be precise, I can only confirm that at least one of you two is not Merlin."

"You are pure white, right."

Agni suddenly spoke and said in a very affirmative tone.

The old man slowly turned his head and looked at Agni with some surprise: "I only said one sentence... How did you see it?"

"I was blinded."

Agni said with a smile.

This smile appeared on his face, but it looked a little scary: "There are only seven people in total. Exclude me, exclude the detective, exclude Lulu, exclude Jacaranda. You are definitely not Topa. The rest is just that. Pure white and living silver.

"It's just a choice between two. No matter how you answer, I will determine who you are based on your reaction."

It doesn't matter how you guessed it. What matters is the other person's reaction.

"As expected of a 'fox'."

The old inspector admired, but did not let go of his hand on the dagger at his waist: "But I still can't rule out the possibility that one of you is Merlin."

"Oh, no need for that. He's the detective."

Aiwass said with a smile and looked at the reporter: "Right?"

"Have you confirmed your identity in some way?"

"So be it."

The smile on Aiwass's face faded a little, becoming half-smiling: "The way he responded to me was undoubtedly the way a 'detective' would respond to a 'fox'.

"In this case, there are two on your side. We also have two on our side. The identities of four people have been locked, and there are still three left."

"——Lulu, Living Silver, Topa."

The reporter continued: "Among the remaining roles, there are your daughter, the husband of the couple, and the dancer."

"Why can't it be the guy at the door?"

The old supervisor played by Chunbai asked rhetorically: "Maybe the fox's daughter is the superfluous person, and then the rest are the men, the dancers, and the front desk."

"Let me explain in advance," Aiwass didn't even look at the reporter, but just looked at the old supervisor, "My mission requires me to protect my 'daughter'. So I won't let you do anything to her."

"Unless the evidence is conclusive that she is Merlin, there is no way I would do anything to the little girl. Even if it is just in a dream."

Junbai replied without hesitation.

Hearing this, Aiwass smiled slightly and said: "It's really good. We have participated in so many promotion ceremonies and finally met a group of normal teammates."

He said and looked at the reporter: "Are you right, detective?"

"Indeed, normal teammates are hard to find."

The reporter nodded in agreement: "They only think about how to betray you, there is no morality at all."

"I don't know what's going on with Lulu..."

Aiwass sighed: "I'm actually a little worried about her. It seems like she's either at the bottom or at the top... If she's at the bottom, she might accidentally die. If she's at the top, she might be scared. It’s not easy.”

"Don't worry too much," the reporter sincerely comforted Aiwass. "You always have to make her strong, right? She can't rely on you all her life. Growing up in a dream is better than reality. Most people think There's no such chance. Rather than worrying pointlessly, let's go see the few remaining people first.

"Now that the three of us are together, we can at least confirm that two of them are not Merlin. With multiple witnesses present, it is meaningful to collect evidence at this time."

"……really."

Aiwass smiled, looked at the reporter, nodded with a smile, and said with deep meaning: "Then I'll listen to you first...

"My great detective."