After walking along the corridor for half a minute, he turned left and entered a dilapidated reception hall.
They went around the hall and came to a small door at the back.
Through the door, they saw a new corridor with a fence on one side.
Through the fence, they could tell that they were on the second floor. Below them was a square main hall.
They looked down from above.
In the center of the main hall, there was a strange dressing mirror.
Under the mirror, there was a long drag mark. The mark extended all the way to the stairs not far away.
Both Angor and Laplace realized that the dressing mirror was dragged out of the room by the stray soul.
However, although they knew where Tui Hen's true body was, they still could not see where the stray person's soul was.
Logically speaking, the Krait's soul should be nearby.
Angor leaned against the fence and tried to see where the stray soul was.
Suddenly, he heard a loud crack, and the railing he was leaning on shattered into pieces.
Luckily, Angor didn't lean forward. Otherwise, he would have fallen.
As soon as he felt relieved, he heard the familiar cracking noise again. He looked down and saw the floor was cracking as well.
Angor and Laplace looked at each other and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.
Clang! Clang!
The floor on the second floor turned into broken planks and fell to the ground with a loud noise. The hall was soon covered by a cloud of dust.
It was not until two minutes later that the dust started to settle.
It was also at this moment that a creepy laugh came from the wall facing the hall.
An ancient oil painting was hanging in the middle of the wall. It was a half-length portrait of a woman, who looked gentle and gentle at first glance.
However, the gentle smile on the woman's face became more and more distorted until the corners of her mouth reached her ears.
At the same time, she let out a creepy laugh.
After the laughter subsided, the woman in the painting suddenly moved and turned from a flat surface into a three-dimensional form. She walked out of the painting step by step like a thin, transparent illusion.
She hummed an eerie and ethereal tune as she walked briskly to the center of the hall like a virtuous lady.
She stopped in front of the dressing mirror and stared at her beautiful face in a daze, which made her feel even better.
Then she kept moving forward.
She stopped in front of a pile of broken wood and spoke in an arrogant tone, "I smelled the disgusting scent of humans as soon as you came in. Nahuat clearly knows that I hate humans the most, yet he still sent humans in. "
"Let me tell you clearly, I will never teach humans."
You may leave now. "
After she finished speaking, no one answered for more than ten seconds.
She humphed again. "I don't believe you can die from falling from the second floor. Hurry up and get up, I can already smell your scent! "
She dared to prank the messenger sent by Nahua, and even overturned the floor of the second floor, because she knew that the distance between the second floor and the first floor was only two or three meters, and nothing would happen if she fell down.
This time, she finally got a response.
"If you hadn't spoken, I would have thought you were a fallen undead."
A gentle male voice entered her ears. However, this male voice did not come from the pile of wood not far away. Instead, it came from behind her.
She turned her head sharply.
She saw a young man with red hair and golden eyes standing near the dressing mirror in the center of the hall. Beside him was a silver-haired woman floating in the air.
The one who spoke was undoubtedly the young man.
Judging from the neatness of their clothes, the two of them were obviously not affected by the fall from the second floor. They were not even stained with dust.
This made her very unhappy.
The prank did not work.
However, she did not care too much about this little prank. Looking at the aura around them, she knew that they were definitely Transcendents. Since they were Transcendents, it was normal for them to escape the fall from the second floor.
What made her most dissatisfied was not their neatness, but the silver-haired woman floating in the air.
"Hmph, Nahuat actually sent a woman in."
"What? Does he think you can beat me? No, I tell you, no one can be more beautiful than me! I am the most beautiful woman! "
As she spoke, her eyes turned sharp. "Also, how dare a woman like you float in the air. Let me tell you, this is my territory. Floaters will be punished by slashing their faces!"
When her voice fell, her whole face began to distort with jealousy, and her five fingers began to grow long nails, gesturing at the silver-haired woman floating in the air.
She seemed to be threatening the other party.
However, just after she said those harsh words, the silver-haired woman who had not looked at her directly turned her head and glanced at her gently.
In an instant, a terrifying aura came from those calm eyes.
The female ghost in a white dress was instantly stunned.
Just a glance at her, and even the other party did not produce any energy fluctuations, her soul and consciousness felt a terrible sense of oppression, as if the sky was falling, and she was in danger of being destroyed at any time. At this time, even if she was a fool, she understood that this silver-haired woman was definitely a supreme powerhouse.
Her whole body froze for a few seconds.
Then, her long nails slowly retracted, and the fierce and jealous expression disappeared, replaced by a fawning expression.
"I … What I meant was, as long as you float in the air, you will get a free chance to put on makeup. I will definitely make you as beautiful as the flying velvet flowers in the Shadow Valley. "
Her voice was timid, and she did not even dare to look at the silver-haired woman.
At this time, the silver-haired woman descended from the air.
She immediately said, "As long as you stand on the ground, you will get a free chance to put on clothes, please believe me, I am definitely the best at putting together clothes."
The silver-haired woman gently took a step forward.
She coughed, "Raise your left foot when you walk, and you will get my free teaching. Nahuat also told you this secret? Really, he is too perceptive. "
The silver-haired woman glanced at her, frowned slightly, and walked to the red-haired man, "You tell her."
Hearing this, she immediately said, "I like to chat with humans the most, to the request of humans, as long as it is not excessive, I will usually comply."
…
Angor felt a little amused when he saw how the soul was behaving in a completely different manner.
So she did not need the wig anymore. Laplace could easily tame her with a single glance. More importantly, why did she even bother Laplace?
Angor looked at the girl who was still trying to please him.
From her appearance alone, she did not look any different from a human. However, there were some strange patterns on her face. These patterns surrounded her lips, like some kind of special seal.
The patterns were completely connected to her soul. In other words, she probably had these patterns on her body when she was still alive.
Perhaps, the lines on the side of her mouth were unique to Sei Ren?
"Tell me about yourself," he said after a moment of consideration.
The girl was surprised. "Introduce myself? Aren't you two … Nahuat's students? "
Angor shook his head. From what she said, he had a hunch that Nahuat was the current owner of this square mirror. It made sense. Considering the relationship between the Changhuo Clan and the Scarecrows, only Nahuat, a Changhuo Clan member, could hold the soul of a Scarecrow for a long time.
Seeing Angor shaking his head, the soul grew even more confused and panicked.
If Nahuat did introduce them, she believed that there would be some order, and they would not do anything to her.
But if it wasn't Nahuat, it meant that something must have happened outside.
Perhaps, Nahuat had already met with misfortune.
Otherwise, she would not have fallen into the hands of outsiders.
At this moment, it was basically impossible to make them obey the order proposed by Nahuat. In other words, the two people in front of her would probably kill her without saying anything.
With this in mind, the girl trembled.
She knew that she could not speak carelessly from now on. She had to prove her worth, or she might really die.
"My name is Keisha Miles. I am a Scarecrow."
Angor got a general idea of her situation as she explained.
Thirty years ago, when Keisha was studying in the Changhuo Clan, she was assassinated because she deceived a big shot from the Dark Faction. She managed to escape in the end, but she did not have long to live. She died inside her favorite square mirror.
Before her death, Keisha made some arrangements for her afterlife.
She set up a special binding ritual inside the square mirror. This ritual would bind her soul to the mirror after her death, and she would not be able to leave it.
It sounded like a very bad ceremony, but in fact, Keisha had no choice but to do this ceremony.
This was the only way to preserve Keisha's consciousness.
Her soul was bound to the mirror and could not leave, but she did not have to worry about falling into depravity.
This was why she turned into a bound spirit inside the mirror.
After her death, the square mirror fell into Nahuat's hands.
Nahuat was planning to get rid of Keisha in the mirror, but he changed his mind when he learned about Keisha's death and whether she would fall into depravity.
Nahuat decided to make Keisha a teacher.
And the content of her teaching was … lying.
Keisha was able to deceive the big shots of the dark lineage. From this, one could see how good she was at lying. Besides, she came from the Changhuo Clan, which was a race that relied on deceit for a living. She was more than qualified for the job.
Teaching people to lie and deceive.
Every once in a while, Nahuat would send a Changhuo Clan member from the Shadow branch into the square mirror to learn the art of lying from Keisha.
"I made the floor collapse just to show my authority as a teacher …" Keisha said, "I thought Nahuat sent you here to learn from me as well."
Angor didn't comment on her explanation and only asked her to continue.
Keisha considered and told him about some of her abilities.
Apart from teaching people how to lie and deceive, she also had another ability that Nahuat greatly relied on, which was to tell if someone was lying.
Detecting lies was an innate ability of the Earthlings. They were born with the ability to detect lies. However, this talent was also divided into different grades. Keisha's talent was above average. Even if someone was one level higher than her, she could still tell if they were lying.
Although Keisha had yet to reach the level of a Wizard, she could easily tell if a Wizard was lying.
In other words, she could easily see through Angor's lies.
However, if it was Laplace, it would not work. Laplace's current body was probably at truth-finder level, which was beyond Keisha's ability to tell lies.
After explaining her abilities, Keisha looked at Angor helplessly as if she was waiting to be slaughtered.
However, Angor could tell that Keisha was quite proud of her ability. She believed that she would be put in an important position as long as she could tell that she could "tell lies".
He had to admit that Keisha's ability to tell lies was not bad. It was a kind of "truth checking" technique.
However, Angor knew how to do it. Besides, he also had his Super Perception, which allowed him to sense someone's emotions without making a sound. He could even sense someone who was several levels higher than him.
In this case, Keisha's ability was basically useless against him.
Still, Angor did not plan to use Keisha too much.
Keisha was only a loan to help him with his experiments. She would have to return the favor in the end.
"I heard that you'll be honest with your people as long as you fulfill their requests?" Angor asked.
Keisha nodded. "That's right. That's also why we, the Sedge Clan, aren't treated differently than the Changhuo Clan even though we lie."
"Do you have any requests?"
Keisha looked at Angor in confusion. "I … I don't have any requests."
If Angor wanted to be honest with her, she would have done so already. She even told Angor that she was a Bound Spirit. Wasn't that being honest?
"You can have them."
Keisha: "???"
Angor looked at Keisha's confused expression and continued, "I heard that you like to look pretty?"
"Yes …" But how did you know that?
"So what do you want from me now?"
Keisha was not stupid. She knew what Angor meant. She thought for a moment and said, "I want to be more beautiful?"
Angor nodded with a smile. "Very well. I'll fulfill your request."
"I can give you a choice. Do you want a wig? Do you want a wig or a wig? "
Keisha didn't know what to say.
Keisha was silent for a moment. "A wig will do."
(End of Chapter)
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