Why is Miyashiki-sama like that?

That night, because there happened to be a secret mansion of the Ubuyashiki family nearby, Zhenxiang avoided the trouble of staying at the villagers' house, and slept with Lovecraft in two adjacent rooms in the mansion.

Lovecraft's foreign name is really difficult to pronounce, so Zhenxiang gave him the nickname "Love Craft".

That night, when the moon was in the sky, Zhenxiang was awakened by a knock on the door while she was sleeping soundly. She dressed carefully and opened the door, and saw the terrifying image of Ai Crafti's long face under the moon.

The deep-set eye sockets are like two bottomless abysses at night, and the shadow of the cheekbones emphasizes the thinness of the cheeks, and the slightly hunched back seems to be hiding something or avoiding something.

All in all, Ai Craft seems to be very suitable for horror movie roles.And when he appeared at night, it was easy to feel that he was finally going to make a move.

"What's the matter?" Zhenxiang asked gently, "During the day you have been in a bad mood and feel drowsy, and suddenly you can't sleep at night?" I seriously suspect that it is a habit of staying up late.

Ai Craft shook his head with a stiff neck: "No, it found me again, it's very troublesome to be entangled, and I can't sleep well."

Zhenxiang could hear a sense of helplessness from it, which is too strange, what kind of entanglement can make this person unable to solve it by himself?

"Who is pestering you?"

Ai Craft turned sideways and pointed to the direction of the courtyard.

Zhenxiang looked along and saw a beautiful white porcelain pot placed in the courtyard at some time, and there was no one around.

As far as the information given by intuition is concerned, the white porcelain pot is indeed not harmless.But the question is what can a pot explain?A gift from a pervert?Filled with broken corpses?

Zhenxiang was still wondering, and found that Ai Chiyi walked around behind her silently.

It's kind of like playing eagle-chicken and she's playing the old hen forced to protect the chicks.

"May I go and have a look?" Zhenxiang turned her head and tried to propose, and Ai Chou nodded with a stiff face.

The white porcelain pot is placed in the center of the courtyard, under the moonlight, it reflects the warm texture of jade, and the surface is depicted with fine flower patterns.There is no doubt that this is a work of art.

Even if you look at it personally, you will think that the white porcelain pot is very beautiful, but the love of craftsmanship is scary and worthy of vigilance.

But Zhenxiang didn't think so in the next moment, because a "strange thing" suddenly popped out of the pot.

The appearance of "Strange Thing" is very similar to Aladdin's magic lamp. The upper body pops out, and the lower body is still drilled in the pot. It seems that the center of gravity is seriously unstable, which violates the basic common sense of physics.

It has a pale white torso that is roughly that of a human male, but it does not have arms of normal human proportions, and there are many pairs of baby-like hands protruding from the sides of the torso.

Its head is even more outrageous, with pieces of hair that look like fish fins, green lips on one side of the cheek, two eyes that grow vertically and horizontally on the forehead and chin respectively, engraved with "winding" and " Wu".

The moment Zhenxiang saw it clearly, she didn't have time to think about how ugly it really is, and didn't have time to think about whether this foreshadowed some kind of concept of "stitching and splicing". The first thing she thought of was whether she might be recognized?

Now it's not the state of wearing a vest, but the appearance of Ubuyashiki who barely conceals it as the master.

This wasn't considered careless in the first place, because the selected walking route had been carefully investigated in the early stage, and it was determined in advance that there were no ghosts.

But obviously, there are still loopholes in this method, for example, ghosts attracted by love crafts cannot guard against them.

[System ah ah ah!Come on the sun puts it out! ]

[Don't get excited!Zhenxiang, don't get excited! ] The system appeased again and again, [It's not looking at you, it's looking at Lovecraft, let's wait and see what happens! ]

"Great Lord Lovecraft!" Shouted Wu Shangxian like a little fan who met his idol.

It really doesn't even look at Zhenxiang, and devotes itself wholeheartedly to the love of craftsmanship: "I still remember that you said that you like sacrifices very much, so I specially brought you a gift made of sacrifices!"

After finishing speaking, the Winding Wu took out another jug, like a treasure appraiser who was grandly introducing a certain collection, bowed slightly exaggeratedly, waving his small hands all over his body and gesticulating.

A lot of disgusting things squeezed out of the new pot, including fragments of strange creatures such as sea fish and livestock, all pieced together by fishing nets, maintaining a lifelike state, and growing crookedly.

Zhenxiang is convinced that there is no sea area nearby, which means that Shangxianzhiwu really brought such a pile of junk here on purpose, rather than rushing to make it.

Ai Craft silently hid behind Zhenxiang again, with "I have nothing to do with that guy", "I'm very resistant", "But we do know each other" written all over his body.

On the other hand, Winding Up Wu feels quite good about himself, and proudly introduced:

"Look! I named it "Twisting of the Sacrifice"!

"I deliberately searched along the coast for a long time, and finally found a hidden fishing village that secretly used living people as sacrifices, and took and used that human sacrifice as the main body of this work.

"On the outside of the work, every piece of flesh and blood I use comes from different sacrifices, even rare whale meat and deep-sea octopus.

"The fishing net that connects all the parts is the finishing touch, making it clear that these offerings are special offerings to the sea, while also having a different kind of absurdity. I have paid attention to details and consciously used this thin fishing net.

"Look, the human sacrifice as the main body does not expose a piece of skin on the outside, so it cannot be observed at all.

"Obviously it was the only complete sacrifice, but it was completely buried by other incomplete sacrifices. This is to symbolize that the work is as surprising and carefully packaged as a gift. It is quite an artistic expression of my own style!"

"What I'm most particular about is..."

Later, Zhenxiang really had no patience to listen, she turned her head and asked Ai Crafts in a low voice: "Explain?"

Ai Craft explained in a low voice with depression: "I was not careful before. I was at the seaside and let it see me. I was in that state, and then it became like this. It was my fault."

"So I became your big fan?"

"No, it thinks I'm its source of inspiration."

Zhenxiang almost laughed out loud.Source of inspiration?If the winding Wu could understand a little fashion language, surely he would call Lovecraft his muse?

On the other side, it took a long time for Shangxian Wu to finish explaining his work, and he clapped his hands all over his body contentedly: "It's great! No one has listened to me explaining my work from beginning to end for a long time! The world is full of people with no aesthetics at all. I am a monkey who does not understand the charm I want to express. But I also understand that art is lonely, so I do not expect everyone to understand me!"

It seems to recognize its own nobility very much, so it proudly puffed up its chest: "Great Lord Lovecraft, thank you for bringing the most perfect art to the world, let me know that perfection is real! I recently needed For more inspiration to create the next piece, can I look you in the eye again?"

Zhenxiang asked Ai Craft: "How did you get used to it like this?"

Ai Craft replied with a guilty conscience: "It came to me several times before, in order to send it away, I let it watch."

It turns out that you have such a good temper... Zhenxiang feels that she has a better understanding of love and crafts. This is such a good-spoken person, and she must be well protected.

But after thinking about it, Zhenxiang is actually trying to play a dummy, restraining her breath, trying to make the upper string Wu think that she is an inanimate pillar, so that she can never be recognized.

This tactic has been working pretty well since just now, until Ai Craft actually started trying to throw the pot away.

"No, I won't let you see that state again."

"Why!" Shouted Wu in disbelief, "I clearly understand you that way! I can see through the absurdity, darkness, distortion, madness, dampness, chaos, etc. in you. In the face of perfect art, I Life also seems insignificant, but I am definitely the most special, I can keenly capture—"

"That's just what I accidentally let you see." Ai Craft said, "You don't actually have the talents you thought. For example, you can't feel the power of the Scarlet King in him."

Then the fire suddenly burned to Zhenxiang.

It's useless to hold back your breath, and Shangxian Wu looked at Zhenxiang with the eyes of an enemy, but it still managed to maintain a polite language: "Ah, hello, it's the first time we meet, my name is Yuhu, you have a crimson scarf on your body. The power of the king? Is that something that I can experience?"

It held up a small pot depicting water plants and waves, and performed a blood ghost technique, and three chubby goldfish flew out of the small pot mouth.

The goldfish opened its mouth and spit out thousands of needles.

Zhenxiang realized that the situation was not good as early as the first time, and urgently asked the system for a white card.

【Transposition · Poverty】

[Effect: Exchange positions with targets within three meters around the body (one-time effect). 】

Zhenxiang uses the card on Ai Craft.

Although Ai Craft is thin and thin, it is also aimed at adults.In fact, Ai Craft is tall, and the skeleton of Westerners is generally larger than that of Easterners, which perfectly becomes Zhenxiang's shield.

Thousands of needles pierced Ai Craft's head and face. Zhenxiang couldn't see it from behind, but I could imagine how miserable the scene was, because Yuhu stared blankly.

If it weren't for the fact that Ai's craftsmanship is very special, Zhenxiang wouldn't dare to use anyone as a shield, it would be the same as killing someone's life.

In fact, Ai Craft didn't display any superb means to deal with the attack. He didn't even hide, and directly took those thorns with his body. A large amount of toxins from the thorns poured into his body, and his stiff face became more and more stiff.

The front of his body began to change, transforming from human to a mass of octopus arms cobbled together in the shape of a human.

Those arms and legs wriggled and squeezed out all the thorns, and fell to the ground in a "crackling" pile, and then wriggled and turned back into a human form.

Zhenxiang couldn't see these from the angle, but Yuhu could see clearly from the front, and it exclaimed: "I understand! I have an inspiration! I'm going to create it now! It will definitely be a brand new masterpiece! "

Then it got back into the pot all at once, remembering to put away the other pots together.

Then in the blink of an eye, the white porcelain pot that contained it also disappeared.

The new inspiration makes Yuhu get carried away, and even forgets about the matter of attacking Zhenxiang.

Is this gone?Zhenxiang even felt a little overwhelmed.In other words, is this the first ghost in history who met her but survived?

Is this the change of her fate of "killing ghosts", or has the existence of love craft seriously affected her destiny?

Zhenxiang thought about it, and turned back to Ai Craft: "You have directly satisfied the request of the jade pot before, why did you refuse this time? Is it because you hate the jade pot?"

Ai Craft replied very innocently: "You said that the condition for me to follow you is that I don't show off my ability casually to cause trouble for you."

"..."

Is it still my problem?

Zhenxiang would never admit that she made any mistakes in decision-making. She pretended not to hear anything, and changed the subject: "Since you have nothing to do, go to bed. Your clothes are torn. If you don't mind, I will prepare them for you tomorrow." A new set."

"Thank you." Ai Craft thanked him politely, complaining in a low voice about the discomfort in his body, and went back to the room stiffly to sleep.

Zhenxiang looked up at the moon in the sky, and sighed deeply.

[System, I'm so tired, I don't even want to go to the Zhuhe meeting. ]

[Take a good rest if you are tired, I will wake you up tomorrow. ]

[Woooooo system, you are too strict with me, I can no longer feel the friendship between our sisters, you must have no feelings for me anymore. ]

[No, we will always be best sisters. ] This time, the system spoke out smoothly.

Zhenxiang smiled, bounced back to her room and went to sleep.