[Zhongyingmei] The dripping beast has become a fine

The question of whether to go to church or not to get married has been put on hold for now.

Lucifer said that he needed some time to relax.

It seems that this time Lucifer's brain completely froze. After all, it was his father. Lucilia didn't want to embarrass him too much, so she decided to give him some time to digest slowly.

"Shall I go out for a walk?" The gargoyle pointed to the door.

Lucifer was half out of his body, and waved his hand: "Go, remember to get the contract with Constantine, be careful, he is a proficient at teasing demons."

"Do not worry."

Of course Lucilia will not forget this.

Leaving the office and returning to the lobby, Lucilia went straight to look for Constantine, and was not surprised to find that the guy was still at the bar, with tobacco in his hand, and the bowls and chopsticks next to him were stirring each other in the sink.

Lucilia: ...

"Feel that the dishwasher next to you is belittling you?"

"I don't think so." Constantine replied very decisively: "It's not my problem that mages and technological products don't get along well." If the dishwasher breaks down, he will have to work part-time until the next life, feeling melancholy.

"I think it's okay?" At least she didn't burn her phone and charger.

Constantine felt that the little devil was just looking for trouble: "Never mind that,"

He snorted and took a drag on the cigarette, which was exhausted.

Constantine was about to take one, when he suddenly had a strange premonition.For mages, premonition is a wonderful thing. Ordinary mages will abide by the rules and follow their intuition, while unruly mages like Constantine trust their intuition extra.

After a moment of petrification pause, Constantine turned to Lucilia: "Let's get the contract first."

The strange human not only offered to make a contract with the devil, but also acted more anxious than the devil.

"Okay." Lucilia didn't care.

She opened the trapdoor in the hidden place on the side of the bar, and got into the inside of the bar. Seeing that the human mage immediately retreated a little with vigilance, Lucilia made a disgusted voice: "What are you afraid of? I don't eat smoked steak."

"I am sincerely honored by this," Konstantin replied, taking a quick puff on his cigarette.

At this time, the bar was completely closed. Le Julia joked with the security guard, closed the door, looked back at them, and said, "Please feel free to use the lobby, both of you."

A puppet without a nerve can't feel the heart-pounding tone.

To Lucilia's ears, Julia's voice is like a chiffon cake with honey, but to Constantine, it's an enhanced version of the tobacco aroma, doubled by Nicole Ding, which is enough to break the heart bitter.

The human mage was distracted and quickly calmed down.

"Damn succubus." Muttered.

"She's not a succubus."

Also as a demon, Lucilia was not affected much, and still had the power to correct Constantine's mistakes.

"That's not important." What he cares about now is the contract.

Lucilia: "But father isn't here."

"As long as you promise to stop him."

Constantine and Lucifer have entrapped each other too many times. Not only is Constantine's credibility insufficient, but Lucifer's credibility is also seriously owed.

"Content of the contract: You will help me catch Edie, and after that, I will guarantee that my father will not care about you throwing me into the world."

"Lucifer." Constantine asked for emphasis on the individual.

The ghost knows whether the adoptive father or father-in-law is considered "father" to the devil.

Lucilia said "Hello Moji" on her face, and then revised the content of the contract to make it more specific, and added a few small conditions to frame the scope of execution.

Constantine demanded unlimited time and space, while Lucilia only intended to be responsible on Earth.

"If you go to an alien planet to be a demon, should I chase after you?" The little devil quit.

Constantine: "...Why am I, a mage, going to an alien planet?"

"Just in case. If you're not planning to go, then Infinity Space is completely unnecessary for that, isn't it?"

"Okay... As for the time, until the existence of me, you or Lucifer completely disappears."

It's not just the sex, but also the existence of the soul, and the contract cannot be terminated with the death of the sex.

"Okay." This is the usual rule.

One of the devil's tricks is to limit the contract time to "lifetime".

Most human beings don't understand that for demons, after death is the beginning of the main event.

Lucilia added: "About the details of catching Edie: you have to help me locate this demon within three days, and you must catch it within one month."

"It can't be guaranteed within a month, but it can be located within three days." Constantine expressed the hope that Lucilia would be more sober. "If you want to catch this cursed demon, you must have a corresponding opportunity. The ghost knows when the opportunity will come." .”

"Then, before you catch it, you must give me its location at least once every three days."

"...You want to exhaust me to death."

"Will you die from exhaustion?" Lucilia asked with a smile.

"Of course not." Constantine gritted his teeth.

The two each thought for a moment.

Jason was watching.

Constantine once again determined the objects and events, as well as related occasions, time, and characters, etc., so carefully and skillfully that it made people feel a little distressed.

After confirming all the details, Lucilia snapped her fingers.

A flame ignited from the fingertips, which didn't seem to have any temperature, and even exuded bursts of coldness.

Last time she needed Qiuqiu to help her spit out the contract, but this time she could do it by herself. Jason realized that Lucilia's memory had almost recovered, and the remaining things were probably not very important side details.

"Sign it."

The contract was unfolded, and about three or four sheets of A4 paper were written profusely. Lucilia's own demon name had already been burned on it. Jason read it for a long time but didn't understand it. He only remembered the lump in his mind.

Constantine confirmed it twice before pressing his finger on it and writing his name.

His fingertips slashed across, leaving behind a string of bloodstains.

"Ci'ao!" Constantine waved his hands frantically, "It's so old, why is your contract still biting people?"

"How nice it is to be retro." Lucilia hummed.

After the contract was concluded, Constantine seemed to relax a little and lit himself a cigarette.

For some reason, his faint heart palpitations did not completely fade away.

When they were completely finished, the Jason puppet poked its head out of the bird's nest: "What did you talk about?"

"When will I marry you, and how many people will I invite? My father is worried that the devil will not be able to go to the church. I feel that there will be very few people. Maybe you can invite more?" Lucilia replied solemnly.

This statement was mixed, and it was not a deliberate lie, but Lucilia felt that it was really troublesome to talk about this matter back and forth.

Isn't it just a demon who decides to go to church and marry a human.

Such a small matter, as for repeating it one by one? !

In fact, Jason himself didn't think it was okay.

The soot in Constantine's hand fell off, and he stared blankly at Lucilia, not noticing that the cigarette had burned out and burned his fingers. The human mage shook his hand, the soot collapsed, sparks fell, and instantly There was a black mark on the head of Jason's puppet's hood.

Constantine: ...

I stretched out my hand to rub it, but it didn't come off, obviously it burned the puppet.

Lucilia: ...

The gargoyle showed a ferocious smile.

"You like smoking so much?" The devil approached, "What good is this thing? Refreshing? But it will destroy your thinking, and it is more dangerous than trading with the devil."

Constantine:! ! !

He didn't try to answer, how can demons understand humans?

Konstantin, who was overwhelmed with a sense of crisis, stepped back for a long time. When his back hit the bar, he directly supported the table with one hand, sat on it, and then rolled over. His whole body was smooth and smooth, and he rolled over to the bar. outside.

Facing the empty room, Constantine calmed down a little and said, "This was an accident."

"Accident?" The demon left in no hurry, and looked at the human mage with his chin propped up.

"Don't forget we have work to do."

"Of course, I remember, I won't attack you because of this." Lucilia narrowed her eyes, "At least I won't attack you on a physical level."

Constantine: ...

That doesn't sound very good.

"It's just that the hood was burned," Constantine emphasized again for his own safety. "After he regains his human form and takes off the hood, nothing will happen, and he won't be bald!"

"..." Lucilia: "Don't you know that all his hoods are mine?"

Jason: "...What?"

Lucilia pushed him down, carried him into her arms, and pointed to the head of the red sphere: "Including this one, it's all mine."

Boyfriend = you can touch it + you can't let others touch it = your own property.

Lucilia felt that there was no problem with her logic.

Constantine who almost choked on dog food: ...

I heard the devil say: "I want to curse you, Constantine."

Lucilia looked at Constantine with a playful expression, and muttered in her mouth: "I will curse you no matter what kind of tobacco you smoke, when the smoke reaches your mouth, when it penetrates into your lungs, it is destined to be sweet. Not just yourself, but all the smoke you touch will be tainted with this healthy sweetness."

Constantine: ...

A sudden strong chill.

He knew that meant the curse was in effect.

The human mage looked down at his cigarette case, remained silent for a long time, took out one from it, and lit it with an indescribable feeling.

There was a sweet smell in the air.

The sweetness of honey rises slowly with the green smoke, and gradually becomes richer.

Constantine: ...

Reluctantly, he took a big gulp with all his might.

"Pfft, cough, cough...!!!"

Fvck——! ! !

It’s so sweet——!

Good, good, so fucking sweet——! ! !