"Greya?" When he heard the name, a figure of Pang Shuo appeared in Angel's mind.
Angel shivered violently and shook the shadow from his mind.
If Greya is the "little" sister in her mouth, how can he be called a "big" brother? !
Although Angel doesn't really believe it, what if it really is the gourmet wizard - 'King Kong Barbie' Greya? After all, the fairy tale world is the base camp of the fairy tale town, and the candy house is one of the organizations under the fairy tale town. It seems that it is not impossible for Greya to appear here.
It's just that Angel heard that Felicia went to the Shining Realm to find a prophetic wizard some time ago. Did she find Greya so quickly
With a hint of doubt, Angel simulated Greya's illusion.
Enchanting demeanor, with big curly purple hair, flaming red lips, a small nose, and seductive eye makeup, Greia is actually very beautiful in terms of facial features. But unfortunately, she was too fat to eat, so fat that she had a six-layered chin.
Even if it was just an illusion, Angel felt an overwhelming sense of "Roshan Demon King".
"Is she the little sister in your mouth?" Angel asked, pointing to the illusion of "Greya".
Greya's appearance has a strong sense of evil charm, with purple hair and purple clothes, and heavy makeup, just like the vicious stepmother in fairy tales. When the little girl saw it, she backed away in fright.
"No, no." The little girl waved her hands again and again: "Miss is very beautiful, only a little taller than me. And she is very thin, not fat at all!"
Angel stroked his chin, and according to her description, it seemed that it was not "King Kong Barbie" Greya, it might just be the same name.
After removing the illusion, Angel asked with a smile, "I'm leaving soon. Before I leave, can I be fortunate enough to know the name of the beautiful girl?"
When the little girl heard that Angel was leaving, her face showed a lost expression. But seeing Angel treat her with noble etiquette, she was stunned for a moment, smiling shy and reserved.
"My name is..." The little girl pulled up the skirt of her dress and bowed, and was about to answer, but just like when he forgot the bird's name earlier, she got stuck again.
"Big brother, I also forgot my name." The little girl lowered her head, "I forgot a lot of things, not even my brother's name."
Angel was startled, and realized that the "brother" the little girl said should be referring to the boy who lost his face in the silk painting.
"If you forget the memory of the past, don't think about it." Thinking of the naked mass graves and countless undead, Angel could roughly guess what kind of insults and despair they experienced before they died. She forgot the past, maybe It is also a kind of self-protection.
Seeing the little girl is still a little lost, Angel is very clear that this is a sense of insecurity about the lack of self-awareness.
Confused about the past, but also confused about the future.
Angel thought for a while, "How about I give you a nickname?" The first step in self-identification is self-knowledge.
The little girl nodded blankly.
In fact, it is best to have a real name, but Angel does not dare to give others a real name at will. In the unspoken rules of aristocratic circles, once a name is given, it also preaches responsibility for their future. This rule applies to all slaves and servants, as well as newborns, because generally speaking, they do not have names.
Angel thought for a moment and remembered the word that the little girl called out when she got stuck: "Huahua, how about I'll call you Huahua?"
"Huahua." The little girl repeated the name, "My name is Huahua?"
"Yes, Hua Hua."
The little girl hurriedly held her head in her hands and kept shaking her head: "My name is Huahua, my name is... ah..."
The little girl's sudden change made Angel a little overwhelmed. After a while, she stopped moving, teary-eyed and snorting in grievance.
"Don't like this nickname? I'll change it for you."
The little girl shook her head: "Big brother, I seem to have remembered some pictures just now. There is a person who I can't see clearly but feels very close. He is also calling me Huahua. I seem to be really called Huahua before?" , the little girl said firmly: "I don't change, I'll be Huahua in the future."
Was it called Huahua before? Such a coincidence? Angel didn't think too much, and said with a smile: "Well, Miss Huahua, I'm leaving, you are alone..."
Angel suddenly couldn't speak anymore. Looking at her a little lost, and looking at the dark environment, he really couldn't say the words "you have to be good alone".
Angel thought for a while, and waves of magic poured out of his body.
In her suspicious eyes, the surroundings suddenly brightened, and they came from the dark cave to a warm room. This is a typical girl's boudoir, with pink wallpaper, moving dolls, wind chimes that can make sounds, mahogany soldiers who can beat drums, and music boxes that can sing. Outside the large floor-to-ceiling windows, there are flying catkins, meandering rivers, and verdant distant mountains.
"It's so beautiful!" Huahua looked at the changes in front of her in surprise. She opened the window and looked at the green fantasy outside.
"Can I jump off?"
Angel's face was embarrassed: "Just take a look, or don't go down."
Huahua also seemed to guess that this was an illusion, she pursed her lips and smiled, and thanked Angel: "Thank you, brother, this place is very beautiful, even more beautiful than the house I used to live in."
He always thought that she didn't know that she was dead, but in fact she was clearer than anyone else.
Angel pointed to the dolls on the ground and the pink fairy tale books on the shelf: "These can be touched, and you can read books when you are bored."
Simulating the realism of virtual items is the basis of nightmare.
As for the fairy tale books on the bookshelf, they are all books that Angel read when he was a child, and it is not difficult to simulate them.
Hua Hua thought that it was all an illusion, and she always restrained herself from touching. But when Angel said that he could touch, his eyes lit up, and he happily picked up a rabbit doll: "Thank you, brother."
He originally wanted to ask how Hua Hua died, but he finally changed the subject. Others are already very unfortunate, why should he still sprinkle salt on the wound.
"I'm leaving." Angel left two extremely high-quality magic crystals as the power source of the illusion. This kind of fantasy that is simply not the enemy, a magic crystal can be consumed for a long time, let alone two high-quality magic crystals.
"Big brother, may I know your name?" Huahua suddenly stopped Angel.
"Pat, you can call me Brother Pat." Angel said, waved his hand, and left the cave.
The two magic crystals are not a burden for Angel, who is wealthy. But if two magic crystals can be exchanged for one soul orb, then it is earned. Even if it is only an advance payment now.
After leaving the cave, Angel kept thinking about Huahua.
When he talked to Huahua just now, he always had a strange intimacy. It is also this kind of intimacy that makes Angel feel more pity when facing Huahua.
He secretly inspected it when he was in the cave, and didn't feel anything was wrong. Looking back now, it still feels a little weird.
Just when Angel returned to the entrance of the cemetery, a face suddenly flashed in his mind.
It's not Hua Hua's ugly and cute face, but a handsome and clear face, and the owner of the face is Duoduo!
Memories of getting along with Dodolo flooded into my mind.
"Accent!" he remembered! It's the accent!
Huahua's accent is soft and waxy, even more immature than children of the same age. Because of this, he ignored the local accent hidden behind the childish voice of "Mengmeng".
That upturned final sound, and the colloquial way of dealing with certain words, is almost identical to Dodoro! No wonder he felt a kind of intimacy!
When Angel originally heard Dodolo's accent, he felt a little familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere long ago. Now, he heard the same accent again.
Angel turned his head without hesitation and re-entered the cemetery.
However, he did not go to the underground cave first, but went to the right side of the cemetery, where Huahua's remains were located.
All his previous attention was on the heart-shaped necklace, and he didn't take a closer look at the skeleton. If Huahua and Dodolo were from the same place, then it is very likely that there will be three more "tail" bones at the tail vertebra. .
However, when Angel went back to the coffin and checked it carefully, he didn't find any extra coccyx.
"Could it be that Dodoro's accent is actually Pocrates' accent? And Huahua is Pocrates' relic?" After all, Dodoro was discovered in Pocrates, but if it was Pocrates' accent, why did he always feel that Have you heard a similar accent a long time ago
Angel couldn't figure it out, he decided to go back to the cave to ask again.
When going to the cemetery on the left, Angel thought for a while and put Huahua's coffin into the bracelet.
Back at the bottom of the well, Angel put Huahua's coffin in a corner, then took out the necklace inside and walked into the cave.
Although he brought her coffin to the bottom of the well, he didn't think Hua Hua would be happy to see her skeleton. So, just put it here, it will not be damaged again, and it will not make Huahua feel sad.
After walking into the cave, Angel found that Hua Hua was holding a rabbit doll, sitting by the floor-to-ceiling window, staring at the scenery outside while in a daze.
When Huahua saw Angel, she stood up happily: "Brother Pat! Great, you are back!"
Angel took out the necklace with the heart-shaped pendant, "Is this yours?"
Huahua looked at the necklace, and her eyes instantly burst into tears: "Yes, this is what my brother gave me..."
Angel handed the necklace to Huahua: "I passed by just now and saw this necklace, so I decided to send it to you."
Huahua reached out her hand, wanting to take the necklace. But the necklace went straight through her chubby hand and fell to the ground.
Huahua was stunned for a moment, but Angel was embarrassed... He forgot that Huahua was a soul, and if he wanted to influence the material world, Huahua's level was not enough.
Hua Hua scratched her head and said with a shy face: "I was holding the doll just now. It felt so real. I thought I could pick up something... But I didn't expect it. I'm already dead, so it's normal to not be able to pick up things."
The objects in the illusion are virtual in themselves, and Huahua has a real touch, which is actually due to the effect of nightmare and confusion. The real thing, she still can't hold it.
With a little embarrassment, Angel picked up the necklace: "Then I'll put it on the bedside, you can see it at any time."
Hua Hua shook her head: "Brother Pat, this chain has a hidden compartment, can you take out the contents of the hidden compartment?"
Angel nodded, and skillfully took out the silk painting in the dark compartment and spread it on the table in the illusion.
Huahua looked at the painting on the silk and smiled happily: "Brother Pat, I only need this painting. I want to give this necklace to my brother. Thank you for giving me such a good gift." Huahua pointed to This side of the fantasy: "I like it very much."
Necklaces are not unusual, and the material is also very common. Angel wanted to refuse, but seeing Hua Hua's expectant expression, Angel nodded and accepted.
"Thank you." Angel took the necklace and put it into the corner of the bracelet. Then he asked his purpose: "Huahua, do you remember where you lived when you were a child?"