[Pride and Prejudice] Red and Black Queen

The dim space prevented Mr. Darcy from seeing Joe's expression clearly, but after he was questioned twice by the old woman and Joe, he couldn't help but have an idea in his heart that he should just say that.

If Joe continued to ask, he might not be able to bear it.

However, at this time, Joe took a step back in time.

Joe didn't seem to notice Mr. Darcy's current situation, and said with a smile: "Is it my turn?"

She smiled slightly, "Then I'll go in first, Mr. Darcy will go down the stairs slowly, the light here is not clear."

Mr. Darcy opened his mouth, and before he could say anything, the fragrant wind blew past his eyes, and Joe walked to the door of the room where the old gypsy woman was.

Joe knocked on the door first, and she walked in after the sound of "please come in" came out from inside.

There was only one candle lit in the room, and the light could not dispel all the darkness in the room, but reflected the room's eerie and mysterious.

There is also a transparent crystal ball on the table with candles.

An old woman in tattered clothes was wearing a shawl, lowered her head, and looked at the crystal ball with a tangled and dazed expression.

Joe glanced at the old woman and smiled.

"I'm bothering you."

She sat down opposite the old woman and asked curiously, "What do you want to divination for me? Is it love?"

The old woman stared at the crystal ball and said in a low voice: "I can divine everything, this beautiful lady, what do you want to divine? Your first reaction is love, is it because you want to divine love?"

Joe: "No."

The old woman's eyes were half-downcast, and the turban on her head almost obscured the expression on her face.

Her voice was hoarse, "What is the lady trying to divine?"

Joe: "I have a younger brother, and I want to divination about him."

Old woman: "Let me see, oh, I see, the young lady's brother is Mr. George Wickham."

The old woman stared at the crystal ball, as if she really saw George in the crystal ball.

Joe glanced at the crystal ball, but there was nothing on it.

Even through the detection of her mental power, no fluctuations were detected.

The so-called divination is indeed fooling people!

Joe: "That's right, it's him, how did you get it out of divination?"

The old woman let out a hoarse and ugly laugh, "This is the secret of our group, it's better for the lady not to know."

"Because you know the secret, you usually have to exchange it for the secret."

Joe smiled and said, "Then what secret does the lady want from me?"

The old woman gasped for breath.

Joe lowered his head, stretched out his hand, and pressed the old woman's hand that was attached to the crystal ball.

"I'm not interested in any secrets, I just want to know my brother's future."

The old woman chuckled, "Mr. George Wickham is destined to be a supporting villain in someone else's story."

Qiao frowned, not knowing if she didn't believe her words, or because she was worried about her brother.

"I... I don't understand what you mean." Joe hesitated to speak.

The old woman clasped Joe's hand behind her back, and said slowly in a seductive tone: "Mr. George Wickham and Mr. Darcy are at odds."

System: "It's not just discord, Mr. Darcy is about to be pissed off by George."

Joe lowered his eyes and sighed.

OLD WOMAN: "Mr. Darcy is very displeased with Mr. Wickham."

Joe: "Did Mr. Darcy say something to you just now?"

The old woman snorted softly, "I got it through divination."

"Mr. George Wickham and Mr. Darcy will meet again at Longbourne, but, as a trick of Goddess of Fortune, Mr. George Wickham has seduced the lady whom Mr. Darcy loves, and he will give Darcy Mr.'s love brings obstacles."

System: [Oh, sorry. 】

Joe: "Oh shit."

Sure enough, he had read the novel, even if he hadn't read the original book, he would still know the relevant plot.

Then this old woman is no ordinary old woman.

System: [To be honest, looking at it from another angle, this old woman's divination is also quite right,]

【George has been obstructing Mr. Darcy's love, well, he is one of the factors hindering the love between Joe and Mr. Darcy. 】

Joe: "..."

Joe backhanded again, grabbed the old woman's hand, and said nervously: "Why did George hinder Mr. Darcy? Could it be that his love also appeared there?"

The old woman said indifferently: "His future marriage partner has appeared, but it may not be his destined love partner."

"It would not be wise to piss off Mr. Darcy there, but his marriage will save him and make him a member of the Darcy family's shade."

Joe showed a puzzled expression, but his fingers seemed to sweep across the old woman's hand unconsciously.

The palms of these hands did not show any traces of rough calluses. Even though the backs of the hands were disguised, they were very different from the real gypsy wandering around in the wind and sun.

It is not so much the hand of an old gypsy woman as it is the hand of a pampered lady in disguise.

Joe: "You mean that George's going to Longbourne, instead of doing harm, would be beneficial?"

The old gypsy woman laughed softly, "Mr. Wickham doesn't have to worry about it. Miss Wickham should be the one who should worry about it."

Joe pressed his heart, and said calmly and gently: "I'm fine, as long as George is fine."

Gypsy old woman: "You are a person beyond fate, don't you want to go back to the place you should go back to?"

Joe stared at the old woman.

The old woman held Joe's hand tightly, and slowly raised her head, "Good boy, look at me."

She raised her head slowly, and the scarf slipped down, revealing a pair of dark and cold eyes under the dim light.

There seemed to be some pattern engraved in the eyes, and they swept towards Joe's head with deep malice.

The system in Joe's brain exclaimed and immediately launched defenses.

However, this layer of attack did not touch Joe's head at all, and was blocked by a transparent barrier on Joe's body that fitted his body.

The system slowed down, and then I remembered that the master I was following was not the one who needed me to save my life, but she was an existence whose mental power surpassed that of a planet.

Joe built a protective net for herself with mental strength, not to mention that she wanted to attack Joe, even if she wanted to touch Joe, it was very difficult for her to do so now.

Qiao stared at those dark eyes calmly, which contained a wealth of devil energy. Since she took the initiative to connect with her spiritual network, would she still want to escape?

Jo immediately began to absorb the devil's tentacles stuck to the mental protective net, and absorbed the energy in her eyes through the devil's tentacles.

The old woman looked at Joe, and saw her face as if nothing had happened.

She couldn't help but panic.

how come?

"Look at me!" she gritted her teeth.

Joe smiled, "Well, I'm watching."

However, no matter how long she looked at it, there was nothing strange about Jo.

how come?how can that be?

A drop of sweat slowly dripped from her forehead.

Gradually, she felt that there was something wrong with the energy in her eyes. The energy that was originally agitated, difficult to tame, and tortured her all the time began to calm down.

She attacked again, and this time only a thin tentacle protruded from her eye, and it dissipated in the air before it even reached Joe.

The old woman's eyes widened suddenly, and she glared at Joe in disbelief.

"You, what have you done!"

Joe leaned back on the sofa, smiled back and asked, "Me, what did I do?"

She even imitated the tone of the old woman and stammered on purpose.

The old woman was about to explode.

system:【……】

From this point of view, Joe and George are indeed the vests of the same owner. In terms of making people angry, Joe just doesn't make a move, and he can still piss people off when he makes a move.

With one hand resting on his chin, Joe smiled at the old woman, "Or, I should call you Mrs. Rochester."

The old woman across from her was startled.

"what are you saying!"

Joe: "You're exposed. Your hands don't look like homeless hands at all. Also, the cigars you smoke are good, and the smell of smoke still lingers on them."

Qiao smiled and said: "You have been exposed a long time ago, don't you know?"

The old woman stood where she was and did not speak for a long time.

Finally, she raised her head and straightened her curved back. In a blink of an eye, a hunchbacked wandering old woman became the unique Mrs. Rochester.

She tore off the scarf on her head, even though she was still wearing the old lady's rags, she couldn't hide the beauty in her bones.

She looked at Qiao for a long time, and said with a smile: "As expected, I guessed correctly, Miss Wickham is really not simple."

She reached out and stroked her eyes, "Beautiful Miss Wickham, I admire your beauty very much. If you hadn't exposed me, I'm afraid I could save your life."

Joe: "Save my life?"

Joe leaned on the sofa and smiled lazily, "Thank you so much, ma'am."

"Those who associate with the devil, do you think you will get any benefits?"

Mrs. Rochester laughed out loud, "Of course I know this better than you. I have never believed in the devil. The relationship between me and the devil is just mutual use."

"Miss Wickham, I hate the devil as much as you do, and yet I have to rely on his strength."

She pointed to Jo, and her expression became grim. "Good-bye, it was the devil who asked me to catch you."

"If you want revenge, don't find the wrong person."

"Of course," she smiled, "I welcome you to come to my bed in the middle of the night to seek revenge on me, and I will welcome you with open arms."

Just when she was full of confidence and wanted to use the power given to her by the devil, she suddenly found that her body was empty and she had no power at all.

Mrs. Rochester looked at Joe suspiciously, "You...you..."

Qiao clasped his hands together and said with a smile: "I already know that you are a fake, and that the person behind you is a devil. How could I not do anything? Just when you spoke to me, I already Remove all the energy of the devil in your body."

Mrs. Rochester suddenly shouted into the air: "What are you waiting for, don't do anything, people are already here!"

Joe tilted his head pretending to be innocent, "Are you looking for the devil? It just abandoned you and left."

She looked heartbroken, "I thought I pretended not to see it and only sapped its energy. How long can it hold on? I didn't expect it to run so fast."

Mrs. Rochester suddenly realized: "It turns out that you can even detect the devil, no wonder it wants to target you like this."

She sneered freely, "What a cowardly devil."

She looked at Joe with admiration and envy in her eyes, "What a Miss Wickham!"

"If even the devil wants to run away when he meets you, then it's nothing if I lose to you."

Mrs. Rochester threw off her tattered clothes and sat back in her seat wearing only a thin petticoat.

She doesn't look like a loser waiting to be punished, but instead has a high-spirited face, as if no one can break her spirit.

Joe smiled and said, "Mrs. Rochester is not ordinary."

Mrs. Rochester said with a smile: "A defeat is a defeat. Whatever you do to me, you are the winner and you are entitled."

She smiled and gave Jo a suggestive wink, and opened her arms to her.

After taking off the heavy skirt, Mrs. Rochester's plump breasts were revealed. Her body exuded a pleasure-like sensual desire. If there was a man present, it would be difficult to control herself.

"As I said, the devil and I are using each other, and I already have the consciousness of losing."

Mrs. Rochester said with a smile: "Miss Wickham, are you going to tie me to the stake and burn me to death? Then I will wear my most beautiful dress and my most precious jewelry."

Joe shook his head, "Mrs. Rochester, how did you get in touch with the devil?"

The calmness on Mrs. Rochester's face retreated slightly.

She sneered and said, "Of course he told me that I could use his power when I was powerless."

She rubbed the tabletop, "I'm afraid you also know that the husband I married is Mr. Mason. A woman in this era marrying a rich husband is the best future she can get. Everyone tells me how good Mr. Mason is." Well, I was also bewitched by Mr. Mason's appearance, but when I married him, I found out that he is a madman."

Mrs. Rochester sneered, "I used to be a weak girl who was only afraid that a madman husband would kill me, but one day, I couldn't bear it anymore, I lifted the ax from the woodshed, and I wanted to kill me That mad husband, the devil found me then."

"He gave me the eyes to see the future, and also gave me the power of the devil. I relied on the power of the devil to lock my crazy husband in the attic. I finally changed from Mrs. Mason to Mrs. Rochester, saying goodbye to the past."

Mrs. Rochester caressed her face and smiled: "How ridiculous, why did I come back here? It's because I saw my future, I saw my love is here, so I came back here, like me People shouldn't pray for love, or else they wouldn't run into you."

Joe: "You are wrong. Everyone is qualified to pray for love. I don't think you have done anything wrong, Mrs. Rochester."

Mrs. Rochester stared at the robe on her body, "This doesn't sound like what a bishop said."

Joe: "In the past, when the priests sold the atonement rolls to make a fortune, that's not what they should do."

Joe: "There is nothing wrong with wanting power, but you have been deceived by the devil."

"A lot of the future you see is the devil playing tricks on you."

Mrs. Rochester froze.

Joe: "The future you see is a line written by the devil, right?"

Mrs. Rochester: "How do you know?"

Qiao said casually: "It should be said, why don't I know? Because the future you know has too many fallacies."

Mrs. Rochester's pupils shrank.

"Don't you know the future too?"