[Zhongyingmei] The dripping beast has become a fine

In such a short amount of time, it is impossible for the butler to clean up Jason's house and two more guest rooms.

So Lucilia's house has two beds, one of which has been made improvised for Sam to sleep in, and a kennel for the grown-up large dogs.

It smells like ACE inside, and the bones are digging in disgust.

Only then did Jason react.

"Didn't you have Sam to help?"

"He just wants to find a chance to eat your hair." Lucilia snorted dissatisfiedly, "Come here, sit on the other side of the bed, help me grab the root of your hair, I want to rebraid it."

Jason looked at the two big clumps of hair with a bald head, resigned after a while, walked over and sat down, and grabbed one of them by the root.

Most of them are pure black, only one is white.

It doesn't appear that they were unraveled by accident, but by Lucilia's own decision to remake them.

"I learned a little alchemy from Qiuqiu." Lucilia began to comb her hair and dye it with a special liquid to make it black and shiny, while the white part shone like the first snow.

"I want to make them into something else, just in case, something that can be taken to hell."

It was hell again.

Jason asked, "Why do you say that?"

"People are always going to hell, aren't they?" Lucilia whispered. "By the way," she quickly raised her voice, "I need your formal permission to send me these hairs."

Today is the bar with "hell", right?

Jason felt a little frustrated. From another perspective, Lucilia was right.

People like him will go to hell sooner or later.

"...Okay, I agree, I will give them to you to do whatever you want." Jason agreed.

Tiredness overwhelms humans, and Lucilia's house has an air of the heights of a Gotham night, reminding Jason of his childhood, as a robin bird, nestling in his favorite dripping bird. On the beast, smelling the breath of Gotham, eating the hot dog made by Ah Fu, looking at the dark city.

Jason fell into a deep sleep.

Lucilia looked at his sleeping state and smiled, braiding Jason's hair while humming an unknown song.

"Go to sleep, my little jaybird."

Throughout the night, the faint fire light surrounded Wayne's house in a circle, and it was as warm as an earth dragon, secretly enveloping the shadows in the dark night into its arms.

Neither Batman nor anyone else is aware of this.

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…………

In the early morning, the exclusive alarm clock of Wayne's house rang.

Especially in these rooms on the first floor, they can hear clearly.

"Sah", "Sah!" "Sah——!!"

Lucilia gently put the last strand of hair back in place, raised her head and looked out of the window, she sensed that it was the Robin bird flopping around outside.

The gargoyle reached out and scratched the dog's belly, waking up the bone: "It's time to go for a walk."

Bones yawned big, cocked its ears twice, and nodded obediently. It also knew that it couldn't bark now, so it shook its hair and ran to bite the sheep's leash, dragging the dazed sheep out.

Lucilia swipes the ball again.

"That little yellow bird is too noisy, we have to find a way"

It is said on the Internet that human beings need to sleep for 7 hours a day, and now Jason has only slept for 6 hours. Lucilia decided to work hard so that human beings can sleep for another hour.

Qiuqiu stared at the two things she wove, and hummed in displeasure.

"Okay." Tentatively agreed, "But I won't go, I hate children, very much."

Lucilia gently placed the ball beside Jason's pillow, and whispered, "Then I'll go by myself."

Next, she organized the two new things.

One of them is a whip with a black theme, with white stripes hovering above it. Lucilia rolled it around her waist, and it looked like a python-spotted belt from a distance.

The other was hung by Lucilia over Jason's bed.

It was five o'clock in the morning, and the sun was not too harsh.

Lucilia followed the active thinking in the induction all the way to the past, and soon found Robin in the plant maze in Wayne's backyard. This guy was opening a new path for the maze.

Lucilia stopped behind him and sighed: "I have reason to suspect that you built this place."

Damian stopped, holding the knife and looking back at her.

"what?"

"You will wake up Jie, can't you come back to chop trees an hour later?"

"No." Damian paused, suddenly thought of something, and immediately showed an expression that was about to vomit, "Why do you care whether he wakes up or not?"

The little kid's reaction was super big, and he took two or three steps back exaggeratedly, with an expression of disbelief.

"What?" Lucilia was confused by him.

The next moment Damian calmed down again, and made a very disgusted voice: "Oh, damn Todd."

Lucilia: "...? What are you talking about?" Why can't she understand?

Damian put the knife horizontally in front of him, and the expression on his face changed to provocation.

"Will it be?" asked the little boy.

What can you do?

Will spanking you?

Lucilia could tell that this brat probably owed a spanking now.

"Yes." The gargoyle was sure.

The little boy raised his head, turned the knife in his hand, and rushed towards the gargoyle.Lucilia's vision was occupied by white light. She squinted her eyes and quickly adapted, but it was only a momentary glare, and it returned to normal in the next second.

The signal for the attack goes up.

Lucilia leaned her body to avoid the sharp blade that was slashing from top to bottom.

"...Isn't your family not allowed to kill people?"

"Aren't you a rock?"

"I'm afraid that when your knife breaks, you accidentally cut your own throat."

Lucilia expressed her concerns seriously.

Look, this little Robin bird is still a baby, just a little bit bigger, of course it is more prone to accidents, and it may die if you are not careful.

"Children are fragile."

Damian, with a huge shiny vein on his forehead.

"Be careful with your own throat!"

Fried hair!

Blast into a ball of yellow birds! ! !

"Damian Wayne, remember this name, it belongs to me, the one who is about to kill you!"

Lucilia was amused by the way he frowned, and played like a bird.

"I remember you like small animals? Especially the fluffy ones?"

Damian concentrated on killing people, but a small black heart floated out of his head.

"So," Lucilia hooked his blade with her hand, and said with a smile: "I asked Bones to walk Sam, he is not familiar with Wayne's house yet, why don't you lead the way?"

Sure enough, the force exerted on the blade instantly weakened a bit, and the little yellow bird, which was gnashing its teeth, was also stunned, and then the upturned hair went down.

"bone?"

"That border collie."

"Oh, I've read the information." Damian snorted.

The little boy drew back his knife, checked it, and found that it was dull, and squinted his eyes.

He warned viciously, "I'll settle accounts with you next time."

Where can dogs go for a walk with sheep?

Either the plant wall maze here, or the woods behind.The forest in the backyard of Wayne's house is comparable to a horror movie scene. In order to prevent the birds from escaping, there are various mechanisms in the back forest.

Of course Damian was worried, and immediately abandoned the gargoyle and the tree-cutting business every morning, and ran to find the dog.

"Unbelievable, very few people can convince Damian."

Tim came out from the corner, still holding a cup of fragrant coffee.

He didn't hide well, and he didn't know whether Damian didn't look around at all, or he was just in a hurry to find the dog, and didn't care about the trouble of finding Tim for the time being.

"Strictly speaking, I'm not 'persuading' him." It's just lured away.

Still smiling, Lucilia looked at Mr. Red Robin and asked, "Can you take me to Wayne's kitchen?"

Tim: "...Well, this, it's hard to say."

Red Robin, who has been assisting in monitoring, also knows Lucilia's lethality. He was almost poured down the sweet milk coffee made by gargoyles, or the normal-looking black coffee, but the honey underneath was all precipitated. ...

They were not living under the same roof then.

"You can only discuss this with Alfred yourself, he has the final say on our kitchen."

Alfred Pennyworth.

In this Wayne house, he also has another name - butler man.

Lucilia: ...

In the short time we spent together, she also clearly knew that she couldn't afford to mess with this housekeeper.

I can't afford it and want to use the kitchen, what should I do?

Then go find Jason!

Lucilia quickly ran back to the house and found that Jason was still yawning after being awakened by the sound of fighting, but it was already past 8 o'clock in the morning, and it was time to wake up, so he should have woken up.

"I want to use the kitchen." The gargoyle pounced on Jason's face, "You can tell Mr. Pennyworth for me, okay?"

Jason: ...?

The awake mind is not functioning.

He naturally caught the gargoyle and asked, "What do you do with the kitchen?"

“Sweet treats!”

Jason: ... Fuck

Wake up instantly.

"It's useless to use the honorific title, Ah Fu doesn't like that." Jason pushed the gargoyle down, "Stay honest and don't mess with it, there are enough strange cooking killers in the family."

For example, the adoptive father who can only say that he can’t kill people when he cooks, or the elder brother who likes to make cereal for them.

There is also Damian who tries to make all food into strange dishes suitable for people, dogs, and cats to eat together!

In contrast, Timmy, who only goes into the kitchen to make coffee, is simply a little angel in the world.

"What about you?" Lucilia rolled aside, sat on the carpet, and looked at him with her chin propped up, "I remember your cooking is delicious."

Jason, who used to go into the kitchen only to heat up fast food or make instant noodles: ...

"It's okay." Modesty.

Soon, Jason came to his senses and asked helplessly, "What do you want to eat?"

"Pearl milk tea." Seconds back.

She can't forget that.

"Or brown sugar honeycomb?"

Thinking that there might not necessarily be honeycomb and brown sugar here, and there is no sweet tooth in the family, Jason made another suggestion: "Let's have a strawberry milkshake."

It's not difficult to make, and the materials needed are common to the Wayne family, and they can be found in the kitchen with a high probability.

kitchen.

Ah Fu, who was cleaning the glass, looked up and quietly watched Jason float into the kitchen with the gargoyle, and began to make some kind of drink that would be so sweet that Wayne's old house began to tremble.

And the gargoyle was surrounding him with a look of anticipation.

"It's really a long-lost sweetness." Ah Fu sighed.

It had been a long time since the death of Thomas and Martha that this sweet smell had permeated the Wayne family.

The old butler lowered his eyes and saw that Luoqiu was squinting at the ball of the two with disapproving eyes, and rubbed its back with his hand.

"Goo chirp", "Goo chirp".

The black ball made a pleasant shaking sound.