[Zhongyingmei] The dripping beast has become a fine

After a simple exchange of pleasantries, their topic finally returned to business.

Lucilia put the Jason puppet on the table.

When facing his daughter, Lucifer's attitude was obviously much better: "Let me guess, do you want to lift the curse?"

"You have a way, right?" Lucilia propped her chin and looked at Lucifer, "Can you teach me?"

"Of course." Lucifer agreed directly, and immediately added: "But you have to know, my dear, there is no family relationship between demons, all we have is one transaction after another."

Jason & Bruce: ...Does he believe it when he says it?

Immortals don't like to tell lies, because it's very troublesome, but at the same time, demons are always full of lies.

The awkwardness is probably only understood by themselves.

Lucilia could also fully understand what Lucifer meant, and tilted her head with a smile: "Then let's make a deal." After speaking, she suddenly stood up with the table on her back, and ran out briskly.

Others were puzzled, but Lucifer waited with a smile.

Not long after, Lucilia ran back erratically, pushed a glass of lemon, sea salt and grape-flavored sparkling wine to Lucifer, and then stuck the whole thing on the back of Lucifer's chair, saying, "Help me undo the curse for them!" Well."

Jason & Bruce: ...

Accustomed to the willful and powerful appearance of the gargoyle, the two humans suddenly couldn't react when they saw each other acting like a baby with their old father.

Like Jason, he wouldn't act like a baby with his old father.

It is unlikely to be.

Jason and Bruce looked at each other, and both of them emphasized this setting in their hearts.

The rules of Lucifer's family are different.

Lucifer enjoyed the feeling of being surrounded by Lucilia very much. After enjoying the spoiled meal from his daughter, Lucifer sipped his sparkling wine and began to think about the curse.

"Of course, I have a way around that." He admitted this first.

Generally speaking, at this time, humans will express their worship to him, and Lucifer enjoys this very much. Those emotions are similar to a kind of offering to the arrogant monarch.It's a pity that there are two bats present here today.

Jason ignored him directly.

Bruce applauded purely commercially.

It's just the strength to cope...

It's better not to drum.

"Dad." Lucilia hummed.

Lucifer: "..." Forget it, for the sake of my daughter.

Under Lucilia's expectant gaze, Lucifer tilted his body and began to speak: "Mandy's curse method is not common, even for hell, it is a new attempt."

Demons like human souls, and they seldom care about sex. This kind of curse that seems to change the state of sex is naturally rare.

In this regard, Mandy can be regarded as the one that does not play cards according to common sense.

"First of all, let's rule out that Mandy is stronger than that one, and we can modify the premise of 'people are people'." Lucifer looked at Jason, motioned for Lucilia to look at him, and asked, "Lucy, what do you think he is?" ?”

"?" Lucilia didn't know why, looked at the Jason puppet for a while, and then said with hesitation: "Human?"

"Yes, he is still a human." Lucifer smiled, and he opened his hands with a look of truth on his face: "The essential attributes have not changed, but the 'meat' has been replaced by 'wood', that's all."

Lucilia & Bruce & Jason: ...?

Did not understand.

Lucifer: ...

"I mean, he was replaced, from flesh + soul = human, to wood + soul = puppet, like that."

Lucilia:! ! !

"Understood, it's like casting a whip, replacing an unnecessary attribute with the attribute I need."

"Yes~" Lucifer was satisfied, showing a smile of "my daughter is still smart".

Bruce & Jason: ...

and many more.

Are we still on the magic channel?

How did the substitution reaction come out?

Although everyone has vaguely begun to realize that science and magic will inevitably lead to the same goal in the end, it’s just a matter of time, such as flying, wading, automatic washing dishes, laundry and floor suction, what emits light speed, electric arc, net or other energy or liquid or solid.

Even read the brain, extract dreams, study the signal reflection between each neuron...

...synthesis of weird stuff.

We're all used to science and magic tricks, but it's still weird to hear something like a displacement reaction formula from a fallen angel.

Lucifer let them get used to it with a nonchalant smile.

Think about it from another angle, the Norse gods have become alien visitors, using spaceships and energy portals to visit the earth, what else is there to be amazed at?

"Let's get down to business." Bruce coughed, pulling the topic away from Lucifer's showing off and twitching, "About the method of breaking the spell."

Even the replacement reaction must have suitable replacement properties and environmental conditions to achieve.

"Oh, of course." Lucifer gave the Jason puppet a serious look, and it seemed that he was particularly critical of Jason, "This is not a difficulty worth noting to me, it just needs a little It's just time."

"However, there is one more thing, Lucy." When his eyes fell on Lucilia, there was only gentleness and affection left, "Did you forget something?" He asked softly.

Lucilia said "Huh?" to express her confusion.

"Three-headed dog, Lucy." Lucifer immediately gave a hint.

Three-headed dog, Cerberus in mythology.

Although the mythology system is different, it does not hinder the fact that they work together with demons in hell.

In some special and unexpected circumstances, it split into three hell dogs and rolled down to the human world together with Lucilia.

"It has been with me for a long time," Lucilia admitted, but she didn't think it meant anything, and spread her hands: "But the matter of coming to the world has nothing to do with me."

Lucifer was amused, and shook his head: "That's your responsibility, Lucy. From the moment you abducted it from the river Styx, you can't escape this."

Lucilia: "...What?" thefvck.

This oral habit should be learned from Jason, and Lucilia is not very proficient in using it.

"You have no choice. No matter how you quibble, 'find the three-headed hellhound and bring it back to the underworld' has become your responsibility, along with these messy demons."

Lucifer looked quite happy, similar to the happiness of cheating a girl?

He suddenly thought of something, and showed an interested expression: "But there is no rush for this moment. Why don't you stay here first, I need some helpers here."

This "you" refers to everyone here.

Bruce in the play: "...Me?" I'm afraid you can't afford it.

Lucifer, who did not have as many human currencies as the other party, felt some kind of malice, and instantly changed his face: "..." Do you, a human being, deserve a beating?

I really want to hit someone.

The arrogant temper is not very good. After stepping on the other party's tail, Bruce immediately changed the subject: "Lucilia can stay. No one will cruelly disturb the reunion of other people's father and daughter."

He was very euphemistic.

I learned from Lucilia that threats are not good for arrogance, and may make the other party go berserk.

Then make some sense, and try to lure again.

"I guess Jason would also like to be with you with Lucilia," he said.The subtext is self-evident: now Lucilia's heart is on Jason, and only when Jason is taken care of can Lucilia stay in Los Angeles obediently.

Jason: ...I don't like it.

Lucifer: ... [with a smile.JPG]

It's just a human being, and that's okay.Lucifer was very calm, his eyes were glued to Jason's puppet, and there was a burning anger hidden under his smile.

Wait until you die.

Lucifer's eyes revealed such words: When you die, we will see you in hell.

Jason: ... Fvck.

My girlfriend and prospective father-in-law both expect me to go to hell, what should I do?Waiting online, very urgent.

……

…………

In short, the Jason Puppet stayed.

Lucilia made him a bird's nest made of straw. In addition to the Jason puppet, there was also a ball in the nest that was paralyzed and only dangled slightly.

Now the two of them are not much different in size, which is just right.

"For you to play." He rubbed the puppet's head.

Bruce didn't leave either, and changed places with Lucifer to continue talking about things.

Lucilia held the bird's nest and walked to her former bedroom.

Jason felt incredible: "You actually have a bedroom in the world." Or is it more appropriate to say "boudoir"?

"Can't you?" Lucilia smiled softly and asked, "Don't you also have a 'boudoir'?"

In Wayne's house, there was Jason Todd's cabin. Even though the red hood almost exploded Batman's head a few times, that room was still carefully preserved for so many years.

Jason Puppet: ...Say.

In terms of human aesthetic and moral standards, Lucifer is not very good at raising children. Lucilia's room looks beautiful, with a much-loved makeup mirror, a plush and comfortable imitation rabbit wool carpet, a big princess bed and layers. There are layers of decorative mosquito nets, but there is not even a serious chandelier. There is a circle of lights above the head, and when it is lit, it is full of red reflections of spells.

The depressing breath made Jason want to vomit.

Fortunately, he is just a puppet now, and the puppet can't vomit.

The demon's physical sense is completely opposite to that of a human being. He comfortably fell on the super soft princess bed, and put the bird's nest, puppets and balls on the bedside table.

"Like it?" she asked.

"You want to hear the truth?" Jason felt that it was better to say something clearly: "I'm about to throw up." In a physical sense.

These charms will transform the breath in the room, imitating the reshaping of the state of hell, making the devil feel cool and comfortable, but for humans, it is cold and terrifying, making people unable to breathe.

After all, it was the breath of death itself.

Lucilia immediately turned off the light strip, and turned on the Yunduo table lamp on the bedside table. The bluish white light pushed away the surrounding darkness and filled them with a small piece of light.

Jason felt better now.

"It seems we can't live here." The gargoyle muttered softly, "Why don't we open a room?"

Jason, who was still calming down his "heartbeat", raised a small question mark: what to drive?

Opening a house under your father's nose, you probably want me to die early.

Well, not right.

She does want it.