What if I become Verlaine?

Wei Lun's guess was very accurate. According to his relationship with Nian Beast, he accurately found a house in the small town.

Rimbaud stepped forward to push the door, but it was unlocked. The house was a very ordinary one-family house, with a small yard half a person's height surrounded by fences and stone walls at the back.

Rimbaud quickly glanced at the room, but found nothing unusual. Although some furniture had strange patterns and styles, it did not prevent him from immediately understanding the function of these furniture.

Rimbaud breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the daily necessities in this different world were similar to the furniture styles he knew.

Wei Lun stepped into the house with heavy steps, he yawned, and said weakly: "Let's rest first, we'll talk about tomorrow if we have anything to do."

The house is not big. In addition to the kitchen and toilet, the living room also serves as a bedroom. Rimbaud thought he would spread the bed on the floor, but Wei Lun glanced at the cabinet. He took out two hammocks from the cabinet and found a spare of.

"Although I just glanced at it in a hurry, but based on the vegetation on the ground, it is speculated that the temperature here should be maintained at a high level all year round. Nian Beast is different from people. Although that guy rented the house, he didn't need to actually rest and use it. He definitely didn't take precautions against mosquitoes. measure."

Wei Lun yawned. He pulled out the hammock and said lazily, "Don't sleep on the floor before cleaning it. If you get infected by mosquito bites and you don't have antibodies, it will be very troublesome."

Although Rimbaud has a collection of colored paintings to protect his body, it is too tiring to use his supernatural powers during rest.

Hearing what Wei Lun said, Rimbaud immediately pulled a hammock for himself, and put Zhongyuan Zhongya on the hammock. He found the bedding from his own subspace: "You..."

Only then did Rimbaud notice that Wei Lun had fallen asleep.

Rimbaud was startled, he was silent for a while, and simply shook off the quilt and buckled it over Wei Lun's body.

Wei Lun seemed to groan twice, curled up, and let the quilt wrap him up.

Rimbaud shook his head helplessly, and he was about to cover Zhongya Zhongya with a quilt again. Instead of resting immediately, he went to the bathroom.

After Rimbaud spent time figuring out how to get the hot water, he took a nice hot bath, took out a small plate of strawberries from the subspace, and ate them slowly.

After washing away the dust and exhaustion from his body, Rimbaud went to rest.

Given that the room was not big, Rampoll passed the area where Wei Lun was resting in the hammock, and Wei Lun, who was wrapped in the quilt, felt a burst of strawberry aroma in his breath.

It's just that Wei Lun's body adapted to the breath faster than his head, and instinctively judged that there was no threat, so Wei Lun just turned over and continued to sleep.

One night passed, and early in the morning, Wei Lun opened his eyes and felt that his whole body had come alive.

With the return of his soul, Wei Lun felt that his Qi began to gradually increase, and even because of the characteristics of the beast, his soul power actually began to repair itself.

No way, who made Nian Beast a special existence that will always exist as long as there is Nian and before the condition of disappearing is met, and will repair itself?

Wei Lun exchanged this characteristic early, otherwise he, a four or five-year-old child, would have no way of surviving on Meteor Street.

When Wei Lun woke up, he found that Rimbaud and Zhong Yuanzhong were still sleeping. He got up to wash up, combed all his hair in front of the mirror, let the long blond hair hang naturally and unruly, and then changed his clothes.

Rimbaud was taken aback when he saw Wei Lun when he woke up, he almost didn't recognize Wei Lun.

Wei Lun was wearing a white shirt with ruffles on the cuffs, black trousers and slender black boots on his lower body, and a belt wrapped around his waist, making his waist look thin and slender.

He was wearing a windbreaker with thin shoulders and wide ruffle sleeves, and the hem of the windbreaker also had ruffles that spread out, swaying as Wei Lun walked.

Weilun also tied a white silk scarf around the neckline, matched with a black hat and slightly curly golden hair, making Weilun look slender, delicate and romantic.

Rimbaud's expression was a little subtle: "Why do you..."

Wei Lun turned around in front of Rimbaud: "Isn't it very flamboyant?"

Rimbaud looked at it carefully, and the smile on his face became unpredictable. He expressed his opinion directly: "No, you are very good-looking and handsome. I didn't expect you to have such a side."

Wei Lun lifted his chin triumphantly after hearing the compliment, like a peacock spreading its tail.

"Then I'm going out, I hope there is a bank in this small town, otherwise I need to go to a nearby city."

Wei Lun walked briskly towards the door.

Behind him, Rimbaud narrowed his eyes slightly, if Wei Lun was allowed to leave...

Rimbaud said abruptly, "Remember to bring some newspapers back."

Wei Lun smiled lightly and looked back at Rimbaud, his unrestrained expression showed narrowness and cunning.

Rimbaud looked up at Wei Lun, with the corners of his mouth turned up, but a little cold.

The atmosphere froze slightly.

Wei Lun sighed softly, and said in a hurt tone: "Athier, are you worried about my breaking the contract? Don't worry, I will come back, you are my boyfriend, don't you just throw it away overnight? ?”

Rimbaud also sighed. He turned his face slightly, and a look of sadness flashed across his thin and pale face: "I'm the one who worried about Yebao, right? Your mother said yesterday that you have so many lovers."

Wei Lun winked at Rimbaud, and he said affectionately: "Don't worry, you are different."

Rimbaud also smiled and replied: "I am looking forward to your return."

Wei Lun waved his hand to Rimbaud and left happily.

Rimbaud stood quietly for more than ten seconds, and after thinking for a while, he turned back to make breakfast.

As a result, when he turned around, he saw a boy with orange hair standing in front of the entrance.

Nakahara Chuya's expression is indescribable: "...Well, there is no one in the room, I thought... just use your ability to come out, you..."

The corner of Rimbaud's mouth twitched, no wonder Wei Lun suddenly fell insane.

But how could Rimbaud be embarrassed by such a scene?He said to Nakahara Zhongya in a very indifferent tone: "Are you up? How is your body recovering? Go wash up."

Zhong Yuanzhong also let out an honest oh, and then reacted suddenly: "You two..."

Rimbaud looked sideways at Nakahara Nakaya: "What's wrong?"

Nakahara Chuya's mind was filled with the words lover, night throw, and boyfriend. He couldn't help but ask, "Are you two in a relationship?"

Rimbaud chuckled: "Zhongye, what are you talking about? He is your father and I am your mother. We even have children. How could we not be in love?!"

Nakahara Chuya: "..."

Seeing the boy's broken expression, Rimbaud suddenly understood the reason why Wei Lun always liked to tease boys, and now he also found it very interesting!

Rimbaud raised his chin slightly, and said in a commanding tone: "Now, go wash your face and brush your teeth!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also went to wash up without saying a word.

At the same time, after Wei Lun left the mansion, he did not leave the town immediately. He went around the town first and found a dilapidated grocery store.

The owner of the grocery store was startled when he saw Wei Lun. The middle-aged man thought, he hadn't heard of any noble lord in the town, when did he show up?

"Good morning, what do you need?"

Wei Lun raised his hand to cover his mouth and nose pretending to be disgusted, and with the black hat on, he almost only showed a pair of eyes.

"Oh, you're so dirty here."

The middle-aged man laughed and said: "Small business, there are not so many rules, you see..."

Wei Lun raised his hand and stretched out a finger: "Can you see it?"

The middle-aged man's complexion changed slightly.

Wei Lun understood it clearly: "That's what I can see. It seems that you are indeed an intermediary here. Let me just say, although this place is a bit down and out, it is an exit of Milula Forest anyway, and there will always be something special Special channels are needed to handle it."

The middle-aged man immediately understood, and his attitude became more attentive: "Do you want to deal with something?"

Wei Lun's expression became extremely cold at a certain moment: "Ah, I need to deal with it, such as you."

It was not until evening that Wei Lun returned to the mansion.

Zhongyuan Zhong is also watching TV. Although he has learned the common language of the mainland, he did not have a suitable environment before. Now he hears, sees, and speaks the common language. He can quickly master this language.

But at this moment, the small town of Croa where they are located is located in a country called Modikalea, and this country is in a place called Locket Peninsula, and this Locket Peninsula is located in the southwest of the Jorubian continent. .

All in all, this is a very remote place. Even the TV programs on the local TV station do not speak the common language of the mainland, but the most commonly used language in this area.

It was Rimbaud who helped find a TV program that spoke the common language, so that Zhongyuan Zhongye was able to stumble and watch it.

Rimbaud was cooking in the kitchen. Considering that he could not speak the local language, it would be easy to expose his background and information if he contacted outsiders rashly. Rimbaud didn't go out to buy food, and he used ingredients from the subspace.

After Wei Lun came back, Zhong Yuanzhong also heaved a sigh of relief: "You are back."

Wei Lun teased: "What? Are you afraid that I will disappear?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also touched his nose uncomfortably. Hearing the movement at the door, Rimbaud came out of the kitchen.

Wei Lun blew a kiss to Rimbaud, and said triumphantly, "This is a gift for you~Thank you for taking care of me last night~"

Rimbaud was slightly startled, and then he saw the bag at Wei Lun's feet, his eyes widened slightly, and he showed a bright and gentle smile.

Rimbaud even put down the spatula in his hand, wiped his hands, and stepped forward to give Wei Lun a hug.

He said softly: "You have a heart."

Zhong Yuanzhong also moved his nose, feeling bloody, and looked at the outline of the bag again, and a guess emerged in his mind.

"This is……"

Wei Lun bent down and opened the bag, revealing a dead body. He said proudly: "I carefully selected several before I decided to bring this back. This guy is a local snake, masters at least five languages, and has more than two channels. , there are at least four forces involved behind it, and there is even a simple intelligence network."

Nakahara Chuya: "..."

This gift is really hardcore.

Rimbaud smiled and released the supernatural power on the corpse.

Psychic Painting Collection.

In the next second, this person became a puppet controlled by Rimbaud.

Rimbaud closed his eyes slightly to receive the information that this man had, and smiled all over his face: "This guy is very good, I am very satisfied."

Zhong Yuan watched the dead man come back to life again and became Rimbaud's puppet, and couldn't help swallowing.

He asked Rimbaud, his voice trembling.

"Rimbaud, what does he know? Is it of any use?"

While digesting the information the man knew, Rimbaud said casually, "At least I can speak the local dialect now."

Nakahara Chuya: "..."

He, he broke the defense again! !

But Rimbaud's focus was another.

He asked Wei Lun: "Read? Is this the power you possess?"