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The magical city of Martha Dora, a free and lively city, full of cartoon style, and quite modern department stores.

Because it is too modern, when seeing the ancient and mysterious divination house at first glance, passing players actually have a different kind of intimacy of "this is right".

"Divination... Yossi, let's do a fortune telling." He thought for a while, and with great difficulty got into the gypsy tent.

Misty incense caresses the player's face, a string of dream catchers gently shakes feathers in the breeze, a fortune teller covered by a hooded cloak and a black veil sits in the deepest part of the tent, a gorgeous crystal ball in front of him is filled with smoke .

Seeing this atmosphere, the players immediately feel at ease.

Not bad, when he saw the couplet, he thought it was a fortune-telling by a blind man, but now it seems that this fortune-teller who appeared mysteriously has something to do with it.

"Please sit down." The ethereal voice echoed in the tent, and the echo entered the player's mind, making him unconsciously clear his steps.

Seeing the first guest sitting down obediently, without asking any questions, he made a precise judgment: this person has never read a book, so he is easy to fool.

Junior high school students know that the shortest distance that the human ear can hear the echo is 17 meters, and the gypsy house does not even have a third of the 17 meters. How can there be conditions to produce hollow echoes?

Ling Ling's hand hidden in the cloak turned off the echo effect, and her voice was ethereal, like a dream: "You are the first guest, you can choose to do the divination first and then pay."

Lingling is not afraid that he will run away from the order, and if he enters her territory, he will be her fat sheep. If he wants to live from now on, he will stay and buy money.

"Hey, master, I want to divination today's fortune." The player coughed, "I heard that there is a high reward in the bounty city Andonibal today, I want to try my luck, do you think I still have a chance? ?”

Liszt and Du En received Elena's news and rushed to Aia to look for Osamu Dazai, but Osamu Dazai's location is a product of a mystery that was shrouded in bugs. The two searched for nothing, so they simply went to the city of rewards, Ando Nibal placed a reward for clues.

The GM made a big move, and the entire Andonibal players were alarmed, and there were also Tathagata divination players who wanted to rush to Andonibal from other cities to receive the reward.

Osamu Dazai, a man who set off bloody storms wherever he went.

sin. (shakes head)

The guest made a request for divination, but Ling Ling didn't ask about the specific content of the reward and the player's own strength.

Their top-notch fortune-tellers don't play tricks, they can do whatever they want, and they can do whatever they want, so grand!

The slender and pale hand lifted up the corner of the black cloak, and the girl's palm lightly pressed against the cloudy crystal ball, a burst of dazzling white light erupted at her fingertips.

"Oh!" The player couldn't help shouting: "Okay!"

Thanks, she quite likes her special effects too.Ling Ling bent his eyes and moved his hand away to show the player.

A naked-naked man with only his underwear left looked around in the crystal ball, feeling dazed. The cold wind blew by, and he trembled shiveringly, hugging himself tightly in fear.

"How, how could this happen!" The player was shocked.

He didn't doubt the zero-zero P picture, because the red pants he was wearing in the crystal ball were his treasure at the bottom of the box, and no one knew that this year was his birth year.

As soon as he saw this pair of red pants, he believed it, this is his future!Miserable future!

"Master, why!" The player cried bitterly, "I, why was my clothes stripped?"

Is his virginity still there?Please, this is his biggest concern.

If the cards are gone, you can earn more, and if your chastity is gone, you will have nothing.Chastity is the best cosmetic for a man, he doesn't want to run naked!

"Don't be afraid," Ling Lingwen comforted, "According to my calculations, bah, divination, your most precious treasure is not lost. And this is only the future, we can avoid it."

The natural magic stick calmed down the excited player. Looking at himself trembling in the crystal ball, he couldn't bear to ask: "Master, can't you add some clothes to me? It's indecent."

"Okay, you have to pay more." He replied in zero seconds.

"Huh?" The player picked out his ears, suspecting that he was hallucinating.

"The P picture is another price." Lingling whispered, "Why do you humans like prostitutes so much?"

"Master, I can't figure it out. How could I be stripped naked?" The player scratched his head, "I'm not bad, and I can't strip my clothes even for robbery. Do you have any sense of public morality?"

"What if you gave it yourself?" Lingling scratched twice on the crystal ball, rewinding the video to the beginning and playing it again.

"Ah, is there still a video of your divination?" The player was dumbfounded, oh my god, where did Kami come from?Compared with masters, those fate hunters who can only write prophecy poems are weak!

"It's just opened, special service." Ling Ling said casually, "I will add more money in the future."

It's time to make a list of paid items, and the little genius who makes money has zero foresight.

The player's encounter is not an isolated case.

On the road between Andonibal and Martha Dora, there is a lair of bandits. The bandits there have a strange endemic disease. They will pray to the passing players to cure their diseases in order to deceive the players into nothing.

"Your clothes were given to the bandits by yourself." Ling Ling pulled the video to show him, a group of bandits surrounded the player with tears streaming down his face, and the muscular but soft-hearted player almost tore off the last layer of fig leaf to give away people.

"Am I such a kind person?" The player was shocked, and he held up his rough face happily, "Oh, I'm a little shy, shy."

"I don't suggest you go to the reward city Andonibal," Lingling Anli said, "Friend, have you heard of the city of love, love love?"

"No." The lone wolf player shook his head blankly, "That name sounds dirty."

"That's true." Ling Ling nodded in agreement, "If you go there, your virginity will be lost. You should go to the gambling city of Duliasi to try your luck. I have a transfer crystal here, do you want it?"

Divination is only the first step, and the sale of transshipment spirit tools is the bulk of the fortune-telling house's profits.

Lingling calmly picked up a sack of wholesale crystals from the counter, "Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, and purple. When it's full, you can directly summon Team Rainbow. You pick it yourself. Buy three and get one free."

Player: "..."

Supporting masters and students is meaningful, so what if he buys a sack?

When Osamu Dazai was rushing to finish the manuscript, the fortune-telling house business was flourishing.

People sell crystals to the death, wear a string on one hand and buy two pairs, and sell them by sacks for zero and zero, and they are weighed by the catty.

"Today's crystals are sold out." Lingling looked at the inventory and waved to the people in line, "Come back tomorrow, there will be better styles tomorrow."

Where did players come to buy crystals?They were divined by the first guest Amway.

The name of the magician is resounding in Martha Dora. Everyone knows that this little girl who plays a crystal ball will play a video to divination for you!

It's too reliable, isn't it more intuitive than solving lottery, drawing cards, astrolabe, and prophetic poems?She also supports playback and double-speed on-demand, black technology kills all outdated metaphysics.

"Master, you must come tomorrow!" The players said goodbye to Lingling reluctantly.

Ling Ling waved her hand and briskly put away her divination hut.

"Okay," the gypsy witch is offline, and your friend [Strict Reminder] is online, "Go back and check on the master's progress."

"Wow, woof!" The little hell three-headed dog who was smuggled in by Ling Ling in the gypsy house jumped up and down excitedly, pacing around Ling Ling's feet in a pretentious manner.

AI and dogs are playing, only humans are rushing to draft.

Osamu Dazai didn't feel the pain, he had a burst of inspiration today, and he wrote like a god.

"I'm such a genius." Osamu Dazai praised himself while writing, "God can't write such a philosophical ethical drama, which is both delicate and bold, both thought-provoking and beautiful. There are not many articles. Well done!"

He realized that a sweet love has no future, and he'd better take a mouthful of bloody sourness.

Behind Osamu Dazai, Lingling tiptoed into the coffee shop with Heitu.

"Quietly." Lingling raised his index finger and hissed, "We'll scare the master."

"Hey." Heitu nodded his three heads and sneaked into the shop.

A person and a dog snaked against the wall, and the passing waiters hugged their plates tightly: How can people get sick in broad daylight?

Osamu Dazai held the pen and immersed himself in his own world, when he suddenly heard a dog barking, and looked down, three dog heads bit his trouser leg at the same time.

"Aww!" Linglingyi jumped on Dazai Osamu's back and said cheerfully, "I'm back!"

Osamu Dazai, who was strangled by her, didn't respond, and lowered his head in confusion, only to see a mass of white soul rising from the young man's mouth.

Osamu Dazai: Dog woo woo woo

Black Soil: The puppy looks innocently.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Has the master finished writing?" Lingling slapped Osamu Dazai's vomited soul back into his mouth, and looked down at the messy manuscript paper on the table.

"Let me read..."Nightmare Talk"?" Lingling asked very interestedly, "Is it a horror novel? Good!"

"That's not true." Osamu Dazai pulled his trouser legs out of Kuroto's three mouths, "It's an adventure story, telling a story about how a young man can get rid of the shadow left by his brother and pursue freedom with his friends."

"The villain is the boy's elder brother?" Ling Ling gathered the manuscript papers together, flipped through them one by one, and read them carefully: "What a terrible elder brother, what a twisted family."

"Are you still going to publish it in newspapers this time?" Osamu Dazai picked up his coffee cup and took a sip, "How is Zero Sauce's divination business doing?"

"Just publish it on the Internet." Lingling thought, "People who run around in the wild like Jin may not necessarily buy newspapers, but they must have a mobile phone."

Their goal is to not miss a readership!

"The newly purchased transshipment crystals are selling well." Speaking of the divination house business, Lingling said happily, "Every customer bought at least one sack to take away, and they can wear the same outfit for a year!"

She didn't know why crystals sold so well, maybe this was the charm of metaphysics.

"I'm so hungry." Osamu Dazai rubbed his deflated stomach, and made the sound of a rich woman who is hungry, "Zero sauce treats you."

The doctor said that he had a bad stomach and could only eat soft rice.Mr. Tsushima, who had been working on the manuscript for a day, made a confident voice.

"Let's go eat crabs." Ling Ling said cheerfully, "I heard that there are crabs that are as tall as a human in Greed Island, let's go eat them!"

"Yeah!" Osamu Dazai cheered.

This is his paradise, sure.

Some are in heaven and some are in hell.

Hisoka fell into autism.

As the king of perverts recognized by countless other worlds, Hisoka is still the leader of the pervert world even though his younger generations tried to kill him on the beach.

You may not have watched "Hunter x Hunter", but it is impossible not to know a master of apple cultivation named Hisoka.

Hisoka is not on the way of cultivating small apples, or on the journey of tasting big apples. It is also fun to fertilize and water the apples occasionally.

In order to fight against the super-delicious big apple he chose, Kuroro Lusiru, Hisoka deliberately joined the Phantom Brigade, but was told that the members of the group should not fight among themselves, and he was so depressed that he couldn't eat well.

"There's no news from Kuroro recently~" Hisoka lay on his back on the bed and flipped through his phone boredly.

The last time Kuroro summoned the brigade members, Hisoka was fighting in the sky arena. He happened to meet a green apple (in Hiso’s language) that hadn’t rotted. He was very excited to send him back to the west before the apple broke. So he rejected Kuroro's invitation.

This is normal.Although Hisoka joined the brigade, he was not pulled into the brigade's group chat by Kuroro. He was a disliked person who would be thrown into the blacklist and locked up if he was asked to run errands for nothing.

"As a result, we couldn't get in touch anymore." Hisoka sighed regretfully, "Really, what are you doing so fast, people won't eat him."

There is no big Kuroro apple to eat, so Hisoka has to harass his "good friend" Ilmi Beat Dike.

Yiermi is good Yiermi, as long as you give money, Yiermi will definitely come.

Hisoka skillfully took out his bank card. He knew that every time he contacted Yiermi, he would be blackmailed. In the eyes of Yiermi, he was the most shining humanoid self-propelled cash machine.

"Little Yi~" Hisoka said stickily, "Do you know where Kuroro is? He hasn't heard from him recently."

"Hisuo, I'm at work." The voice of the Il fan was unwavering, "The mental damage fee is 100 million ringgits, and the intelligence fee is 500 million ringtones. You are an old customer and get a 9.99% discount. A total of 700 million ringtones will be paid. on my account."

"Xiao Yi, 100 million plus 500 million won't be 700 million regardless of discount or not?" Hisoka counted twice with his fingers, "Are you blackmailing me again?"

"Tsk, I've been discovered." Il fans quickly changed their words, "The information will be given to you after my mission is completed."

Yiermi quickly hung up the phone without waiting for Hisoka to speak, picked up the reading nail again and stuck it into the neck of the task subject.

The professional killer didn't answer the phone during the mission, but Hisoka gave too much, and Il fans couldn't refuse the temptation of the cash machine.

"News from Kuroro, trouble." Il fans are not very happy to deal with Kuroro. Although that man is rich, he is many times more stingy than Hisoka.

"It's better to sell Kuroro's news to the Hunter Association again and again." Irmi planned to pass, "That's right, one library can be used for two purposes."

He is someone who wants to earn money to support his younger brother, and he has three mouths waiting to be fed.

"Especially Mi Ji, he is so good at eating." Yiermi made a distressed voice that the elder brother was afraid that the younger brother would not be able to get married.

Mi Ji: Big brother... I don't seem to have spent a penny on you?

Who dares to touch the assets of Yier fans, will he die?

Mi Ji seemed out of place in the beautiful and beautiful Hakka.He has a big brother who is one of the three beauties, and a younger brother who is as beautiful as a doll and can't tell whether he is a man or a woman. Feeling excluded, Miji chews the potato chips in his mouth indifferently, and there are more than a dozen screens in front of him .

He is a technician who beats the enemy Hakka, and is responsible for intelligence work.Yi Ermi transferred Hisoka's entrustment to his second brother, and set off on his way to kill the next mission target.

"Brother's commission!" Mi Ji hastily paused the chase screen, and called up his huge intelligence network.

No one can be left out in the cold.Chrollo Roussillo, right?Let him turn your panties inside out.

"Strange, why did the Phantom Troupe suddenly disappear?" Mi Ji pondered while typing on the keyboard, "They haven't been seen in several auctions recently, have they changed their business to selling pancakes?"

Gathering information is a time job, and Mi Ji started to fish while he was doing it. He secretly ended the pause of the new show, and brought up a screen to surf the Internet, using his skills for three purposes.

"Newcomer novelist Shuji Tsushima's debut work "Nightmare Talk" will take you into the bloody drama of the struggle between wealthy brothers..." Miji's gaze flashed past the small advertisement in the lower right corner of the screen.

"Brother from a wealthy family?" He thought about it carefully, "Yes, my family is also from a wealthy family."

And there are many brothers.

"But there is no brotherly struggle in our family." Mi Ji casually clicked on the advertisement to take a look, "Because the majesty of the elder brother is absolute, only Qi Ya stubbornly resists."

Let him take a look at the brotherhood written by Shuji Tsushima. Miji swears that there will be no elder brother more terrifying than Ilmi in the world. He is the nightmare of every younger brother when he dreams back at midnight.

...there really are.

"Even the elder brother won't put a nail into the younger brother's head to control his thoughts!" Mi Ji shouted, "Pervert! This is perverted behavior!"

It's really terrible, the villain brother of "Nightmare Talk" actually put a nail in his brother's head with the reason of "I want to protect you from being corrupted by outside thoughts"!The author can't explain the reason, but the very cowhide nail can control the younger brother's thoughts and let him walk on the path predicted by the older brother.

The full text is the story of how the younger brother got rid of the nightmare and regained his freedom with the help of his friends.

"Even if, even if the big brother's weapon is a nail, he wouldn't do such a terrible thing..." Mi Ji was suddenly shocked.

How is it impossible? The distorted and paranoid big brother in "Nightmare Talk" and Il fans can't be said to be completely similar, at least they are exactly the same.

"Could it be, could it be that there are nails in my brain too?" Mi Ji covered his head excitedly, but because his body was too fat, he rolled off the chair and fell into the pile of potato chip bags and garbage in the room.

"No." Mi Ji was smart, and he quickly came back to his senses, "I stay at home all year round and don't go out, there's no need for big brother."

And Mi Ji is not the younger brother who attracts the most attention from Il fans.

In the fight against the enemy Hakka, his third brother Qi Ya is the center of attention of his parents and elder brother.

The most gifted child of the Dadi Hakka in the past dynasties, Qiya Dadike also inherited the owner's iconic silver hair, and was raised as the next head of the Dadi Hakka from birth.

"How do I think that Qi Ya is the most likely big brother's victim..." Mi Ji felt that he knew too much, he didn't want to know these complicated brothers and blood dramas at all, he was just an innocent little boy Fatty!

"Anyway," Mi Ji stood up like a wandering spirit, "I'll show Dad "Nightmare Talk" first."

In case of indecision, tell the parents first.

The author has something to say: Mi Ji: Secret Technique · Little Malfoy's Art - I'll tell my dad to go!

Il fans: Shuji Tsushima, I remember you. (The most vicious eye attack of the big black cat)

Zai: What does Shuji Tsushima do have anything to do with my little rabbit Zaizhi? Why do you hold grudges like this?

Qi Ya may become the biggest winner