The master of metaphysics is a cat slave

Men's tyrannical roars and women's low cries came from the first floor.

Bai Jian and Mu Liuyun walked up the stairs to the first floor, and saw two figures faintly at the front desk, a man was pressing a woman on the front desk and beating him.

Hitting someone casually is not good.Bai Jian rushed up to knock the man away, stood between the two of them, and yelled loudly: "No fighting!"

When the two separated, he saw clearly that the man was the hotel owner and the woman was the proprietress.

He faintly felt that something was wrong, and asked the boss: "Why did you hit her?"

The boss panted heavily, and stared at the boss's wife viciously: "I can hit you whenever I want, what does it have to do with you?"

"Of course it has something to do with it. This is domestic violence." Bai Jian saw that it didn't make sense to him, so she turned to ask the proprietress, "Why did he beat you?"

The proprietress huddled in the corner and said intermittently: "He... he likes to beat people when he drinks."

There is no reason for this.Bai Jian arched her back, ready to let the boss know the fate of beating someone casually, a chair suddenly flew down from the stairs, accompanied by a young girl's anxious voice: "It's so annoying! Why are you arguing at night!"

It was the girl who knocked on the door and told them to keep their voices down.

The boss was hit by a chair, so angry, he picked up the chair with his backhand, went upstairs and started fighting with the girl.The girl did not show any weakness either, scratching and biting her boss.

Bai Jian was almost stunned: "Did they suffer from something? Why are they so angry?"

Mu Liuyun shook his head, helped the proprietress up and asked, "Does he beat you like this every day?"

The proprietress nodded timidly, but the boss's furious voice came from the stairs again: "Stinky bitch, what nonsense are you talking about?"

The proprietress was so frightened that she immediately shook her head: "No, no."

Bai Jian frowned.All this was too strange, he remembered that during the day, the boss was still afraid of his wife, and the girl was very quiet.

Mu Liuyun threw out two spells, fixed the boss and the girl separately, and looked at the boss's wife again: "You can say it now, he can't hear it, and he won't hit you."

The proprietress muttered for a long time before she said tremblingly: "He hits me whenever he gets upset, I'm... used to it?"

The more Bai Jian listened, the more suspicious she became, and she asked, "Didn't you twist his ears during the day?"

The proprietress was stunned for a moment: "Daytime? What daytime? Isn't it daytime now? Don't talk about twisting his ears, I dare not even say a serious word to him."

Bai Jian called out, "You call it daytime?"

"Yeah, it's daytime now. Look how big the sun is outside."

Bai Jian looked out the window, only seeing a round moon.

"Is there something wrong with her statement, or something wrong with my eyes? Isn't it night?" Bai Jian asked Mu Liuyun.

Mu Liuyun beckoned him to go out: "Maybe their definition of time is different from ours."

He pointed to the door plate and said, "The words on the signboard of the hotel are reversed."

Not only words, everything in this world seems to be the opposite of the normal world.The characters of the boss, the boss lady and the young girl are the opposite of those of the normal world.

Bai Jian muttered to herself: "Are we in a dream now? Or will this area change after a certain time?"

"The boss said that when he was young, he once watched him take revenge on those who bullied him in a dream, which means that this should be another time and space, and the geographical location coincides with where we are."

"What is this? Parallel time and space?"

Mu Liuyun thoughtfully said: "But it may also be a dream. I haven't encountered this kind of situation before, so I can't be sure yet."

"Is that kind of flower in this world?" Bai Jian's eyes lit up, "So we can't ask any clues about the flower."

Mu Liuyun nodded: "Let's go find it."

Bai Jian went back to ask the proprietress, and described the characteristics of the flower to her, but she still frowned, expressing that she didn't know.

Bai Jian was slightly disappointed, but still did not give up hope.

Maybe this kind of flower is too rare for ordinary people to see.

The two wanted to go to the street to ask other pedestrians.After questioning several people in a row, they either ran away in a hurry, or they couldn't even speak clearly, and the investigation has not progressed.

"I see you are in a hurry, are you looking for flowers?" A young man suddenly walked up to them and asked curiously.

Bai Jian's eyes lit up, and she briefly talked about the appearance of the flowers.The other party breathed a sigh of relief, and raised his eyebrows: "I happen to know, come with me."

Bai Jian wanted to follow, but Mu Liuyun stopped his arm and asked the stranger, "Where are you taking us?"

"Florist. My family sells flowers."

The stranger led them in a detour to a shop, opened the door and invited them in.

Bai Jian stopped in her tracks: "Are you really a flower seller?"

He didn't see flowers all over the house, but only wreaths, paper figures, and huge coffins.

"Yes, a flower seller." The stranger closed the shop door and said with a smirk, "Flowers for the dead."

He took out a knife from the drawer and laughed maniacally: "What flowers are better than the flowers dyed with your blood? I will definitely burn these paper flowers to you, so that you can see for yourself What a wonderful paint is his blood."

On the wreath, the flowers in the painting happened to be tied, but the color was white and had not been dyed.

Bai Jian was startled and angry, and began to wonder if what Wei Qiuye was looking for was fake flowers stained with human blood.

"I will make your death a good one." The stranger stroked the blade lightly, as if comforting a close lover, and approached them with the knife.

Bai Jian sneered, transformed into a huge orange cat and jumped towards him, scratching a few bloodstains on his shoulder.But the stranger's knife also stabbed him in the stomach.

A spell flew to the stranger's face, freezing his movements in place.Bai Jian twisted her waist to avoid the blade, and the whole cat stood on the stranger's shoulder.

Bai Jian scratched his face a few times, jumped down angrily, stood beside the wreath, and asked Mu Liuyun, "Isn't Wei Qiuye talking about this kind of flower?"

"This kind of flower can't be used as paint." Mu Liuyun pinched the fake flower and tried the material, "It's ordinary paper."

"And what if it's blood? I mean, what if it's blood that actually does the work?"

Mu Liuyun looked at him calmly: "You can try it."

Bai Jian just scratched at the stranger, came over with a paper flower in her mouth, and squeezed the stranger's blood onto the paper flower: "It seems... nothing special."

But he can't guarantee that either.After all, this is not a normal world, and the residents in it may not be human.It's just that he can't smell any difference between the residents here and normal humans.

Mu Liuyun put away the paper flower: "Let's look for it again."

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