The blackening value is being cleared

Under the leadership of Ms. Jesso, An He visited Araki Village like a guest.

I don't know if it was the call of blood. Not only did he not feel strange after entering the door, but he also felt close to every plant and tree in the house. Bai Lan might have a similar feeling, making an extremely angry voice behind An He.

"It's so interesting~"

He said ripplingly: "It's like returning to my mother's arms, my real home, isn't it, cousin."

An He didn't speak, but Ms. Jesso said: "Sure enough, everyone has the same feeling. Long Ye's mother and I like Araki Village the most," she supported her cheeks with her hands in confusion.

"It's a pity that Bai Lan's father doesn't like this place, otherwise it would be great for the whole family to live here."

After the door is opened, there is a magnificent hall. The spiral staircase extends to the second floor. The base color of the walls is light gold, and oil paintings of the same size are hung from the position near the door.

Ms. Jesso introduced: "My father's hobbies are very old-fashioned. He prefers original oil paintings to cameras. When he was still alive, he would invite painters to paint portraits of my sister and me every year when he was still alive."

"You may not know the first two pictures, but they are great-grandpa and great-grandmother." She said generously, "You all know that Dad is an illegitimate child. He went to England to find his biological parents when he became an adult. Unfortunately, grandma didn't want to admit him. , After giving a sum of money to sever the relationship, I kicked my father out of the house."

"But he still kept a photo of his grandma in memory, as if the other party was watching him grow up."

She walked past the blond portrait of Dio: "This is my grandpa, that is, your great-grandpa. I heard that he passed away very early. This photo is based on the black and white photos he left when he was in college."

The dio in the photo frame will always stay in the most handsome youth, dressed like a typical British gentleman, much better than his future Cleopatra outfit.

An He took a second look at her great-grandmother whom she had never met.

Judging from the investigation results of the spw consortium, she was an amazing poisonous woman, not to mention beautiful, she killed all her male relatives and became a duchess in the [-]th century.

Her legendary life can completely write a "evil girl at the end of the century".

"After that, there are pictures of me and my sister, and of course my father's."

An He found that he, his mother, and grandfather all looked like Dio, while Bai Lan and Ms. Jesso looked like their black widow great-grandmother.

After the enthusiastic introduction, Ms. Jesso took them to the collection library first.

"When I was a child, I loved playing hide-and-seek with my sister here."

"Look for yourselves, I'll make a cup of tea."

The collection room is very suitable for hide-and-seek. Dozens of wall kitchens are stacked and arranged in a random order in the room, just like a small library. Unfortunately, the shelves here are not only books, but also some interesting things.

"Wow." Bai Lan's startled and contrived voice came from behind, and An He looked sideways, and saw him take down a closed glass jar from the shelf, which was filled with formalin.

"Human organs." Bai Lan smiled strangely, "It's really a strange taste."

"But the eyes are quite interesting."

Or in order not to let the light affect the color of the collection, the light in this room is cold and somewhat dim. Under the blue-gray light, the pair of eyes are floating in the formalin solution.

"It's red eyes."

Bai Lan took a closer look and found that there was still a line of small characters at the bottom of the container.

[Writing Sharingan comes from a weird world based on the Eastern Kingdom, which can distort people's natural will. 】

He read it to An He, and his expression became more and more surprised.

"It can't be true?" He fiddled with it curiously.

An He leaned over to finish reading the line, and then turned his attention to other collections.

There is also a jar next to Sharingan, and when it is taken down, it is a pair of similar eyes.

[Fiery red eyes are only for ornamental effect, but they are actually useless. 】

There are also some strange organs around, it must be very suitable to be used as props in the horror house.

An He calmly put the glass jar back on the shelf, and said to Bai Lan: "When you have time, you can come and look for grandfather's manuscripts, maybe you will find something new."

Although Bai Lan can see the fragments of parallel time and space, he has not come into contact with such things as the blood of the Dio family. He is still relatively naive now. eyes or something."

"It's almost like the name of a prop in a comic."

An He said inscrutablely, "Maybe."

After that, they looked at some other collections. An He knew there was a stone ghost face, and there were strange items such as the Book of Four Gods on the bookshelf labeled "Oriental".

Finally, An He returned to the shelf where the human organs were stored, took off the jar containing the Sharingan and held it in his arms. After going out, he asked Ms. Jesso who was drinking tea and eating cookies: "Auntie, can you give this to me?" ?”

"Ah, of course." Ms. Jesso said hurriedly, "If there is a collection you like, you can take it directly. Anyway, Dad is gone, and the rest here are things that my sister and I are not interested in."

She asked again: "Is there anything Bai Lan wants? Dad's collection is very useful."

Bai Lan laughed and said, "Really, then I'll pick and choose next time."

An He put the Sharingan back into his collection.

Mrs. Jesso asked strangely, "Aren't you taking it away?"

"No need." An He said, "As long as you admit that you gave it to me as a gift, it's enough for me."

"Ah, by the way, speaking of it, my dear said that I won't be coming back tonight because of something." Mrs. Jesso clapped her hands together and clapped her hands like a girl, "If that's the case, we might as well sleep here tonight."

"The houses are all cleaned. I have always hired someone to clean them on a regular basis. You just need to choose the room you like to live in."

"The refrigerator is full, so you can just cook whatever you want to eat."

Neither Bai Lan nor An He had any disagreements, and the former was even aroused with a little youthful spirit, wanting to explore this room with a long history and hidden countless secrets, and see what he could find.

The dinner is of course made by An He. Bailan cooking is only for the mouth, and he also adds a lot of white sugar to cook.

After the meal, when the three Dios were gathered together, An He asked Ms. Jesso: "Do you have a deeper understanding of your great-grandfather, Mr. Di?"

She blinked innocently and said, "What's wrong?"

"Some time ago, I suddenly heard that Grandpa Zeng of Dio had a very extraordinary experience, and he was a first-class villain."

Bai Lan suddenly raised her hand and asked, "Didn't you say that Dio's great-grandfather died a long time ago?"

An He was noncommittal: "I heard that he died as a human being."

Bai Lan: Can we be other species if we are not humans?

Ms. Jesso smiled: "It turned out to be this matter. I said how could someone suddenly pay attention to our family's ancestral house that no one wanted, and even dig the graves of our great-grandparents."

"It's not the blood-related great-grandparents, it's a couple who once adopted Dad."

"I heard about Dio from my sister, but I only heard about it. I don't know what happened. I only know that she went to Egypt once a few years before she died, and then she brought back a souvenir."

She said with a good temper: "I can take you to see it later, that thing is really a bit evil, and it is placed in the second exhibition room."

An He then asked, "Dio, what kind of person are you?"

"Ah, Dad said he must be a person with a bad temper." She wrinkled her nose cutely, "Maybe I heard about it before being kicked out by grandma. She is very smart and has good grades. Sometimes she can't control her emotions. , and looks really handsome."

After washing the dishes, they looked at the collection brought from Egypt. It was a clean and round skull.

Nobody knew what that thing meant.

Ms. Jesso lived in her own room back then, while An He and Bai Lan chose to rest after each selection. Bai Lan chose the guest room, and An He stayed in his grandfather's room firmly.

"I have a question." Bai Lan asked before returning to the room, "What is 'dead as a human being'?"

"It means that he became a vampire, so Dio died as a human being." An He said, "If I remember correctly, he died about ten years ago as a vampire."

Bai Lan's expression cracked, and the corner of her mouth twitched into an unusually stiff smile.

"are you joking?"

"On the contrary." An He said, "What I said is the truth." As he spoke, he took the heavy doorway, "Good night, I hope you sleep well."

After finishing speaking, he left Bai Lan with a confused face, and found the game helmet from the luggage.

Bai Lan: No, wait, explain clearly!

An He didn't care about him. After finally adjusting his mood and getting the right props, he wanted to log in to the game and get rid of all the disobedient students!

The time in the game has not changed. Fei Jia left after sending an invitation to An He, as if he was sure that he would give a satisfactory answer. He has always been good at deceiving people.

As for An He, he ran quickly to bid farewell to Dostoevsky and his wife.

Mr. Dostoev thought he was frightened by yesterday's siege, and quickly said: "It's okay, it was just a small accident. I've already told the people in the police station to say hello, and there will be no more problems."

An He shook his head and said, "That's not the problem."

He began to make up nonsense: "I left Japan and came to Russia to inquire about the whereabouts of a relative. I temporarily settled down in Moscow because I couldn't hear from him for a long time."

"However, at yesterday's reception, I heard something about him. I knew that he was temporarily in Cairo, Egypt. I wanted to take Mr. Xiuzhi to find him."

"That's it." Mr. Dostoevsky was very reasonable, and An He nodded after giving a good reason, "If you are looking for a lost relative, there is no other way. I wish you a smooth journey."

"Thank you." An He said again, "I have a heartfelt request. Sir, can you keep it a secret for me before I leave? I don't like the parting environment very much, it's too sad."

"Of course it's fine. Is there anything else you want to explain?"

"Don't worry about Fei Jia's studies. He is a very determined child and will not be shaken by his teacher. As for Gogol, if one day you really don't want to raise a troublesome child, you can send him to This address."

It was an orphanage that he had managed earlier.

After arranging everything, An He found Osamu Dazai, who was anxious. The memory of the other party was still eavesdropping and he was discovered. Fei Jia boldly invited An He to join him.

Not to mention, he was really worried that An He would not want him.

How did he know that the other party sent him a shocking gift.

"Pack up your luggage, Xiu Zhi, we will be leaving tomorrow."

"? Where?"

"Egypt."

Dazai had a lot of questions, such as why he went to Egypt, and why the time was so fast. In the end, thousands of words converged into one sentence: "Who do you want to go with?"

An Hele said, "I told you to pack your things, who else is there, only you and me."

These words made Dazai's face brighten up.

Anhe quickly cut through the mess, besides taking away Dazai who changed the map, Fei Jia and Gogol also had to deal with it.

Needless to say, Fei Jia has already found his own way, and he has given up on becoming Russia's Lenin without hesitation. An He has nothing to say to disobedient children. With his ability, he can definitely be called a graduate.

For disobedient students, just lose them, so there is no need to be sad about age.

As for Gogol, in order to compensate himself for leaving him halfway, An He decided to give him a gift.

That's "normal".

"Teacher Anhe, did you call me?" He entered respectfully, and was immediately stunned by the surprise that fell from the sky.

"Because of some personal reasons, I will leave Russia for Egypt tomorrow." He said apologetically, "I can't teach you anymore, I'm sorry."

Gogol was going crazy with joy, wouldn't he be free to do whatever he wanted without An He?What's wrong with that.

So he forcibly suppressed the upturned corners of his mouth: "Hehehehahahaha, what are you talking about, teacher, don't be sorry, I will never forget the help you gave me."

"No." An He said softly but firmly, "It's my problem. You are born different from other people, and you don't even have normal human emotions and morals. I hoped that through long-term teaching, I could cultivate your reflexes. Conditions, let you grow up healthy like a normal person."

Gogol:! ! !

He... always knew?I thought I was well disguised.

For a while, Gogol's mood became a little complicated, and An He's insight and understanding of him caused slight ripples in Gogol's heart.

[Gogol favorability +1]

It is really not easy to change from eternal zero to one!

And his small emotional change made An He more confident.

"Time is running out. I was thinking that you, a child, might not be able to understand the concept of normal morality in your whole life. For some reason, I got a chance to change you."

As soon as he finished speaking, a moving Sharingan appeared in the palm of his hand.

This sharing eye comes from a ninja named Shishui. Anhe's grandfather left a text to introduce its function in detail.

"He can use a powerful spell to break into the other person's cerebral cortex and modify the other person's will." That's what the note said.

Anhe solved Gogol's problem once and for all.

"Look at me, Gogol." Bie Tianshen made him dazed and speechless, and An He is not a ninja after all, even if he uses Sharingan, he can't do anything. hint.

"You will have the three views of a normal person, and you will be firmly bound by those concepts." An He paused, "Unless your mental strength is strong enough to break through the constraints I imposed, otherwise you will be an unfree person all your life. ordinary people."

Even if he wanted to kill people and set fire to him, he could only think about it if the effect of other gods was not shattered, and his body would not obey orders at all.

This is Anhe's last gift to Gogol, a collar strong enough to strangle a civet cat who yearns for freedom to death.

After dealing with these matters, An He prepared to take Dazai away, but Fei Jia didn't learn about it from his parents until they got on the plane.

For the first time, he showed a surprised expression.

The father was still chattering, "I'm helping you hire a private tutor. It's unlikely to be like An He, but the recent newcomers have good professional grades..."

Fei Jia rushed out the door without even finishing listening, and he just said a word with his eyes full.

Ann and he lost me!