The girl playing and singing on the other side of the intersection attracted Hao Ren's attention, and also attracted the attention of many passers-by around. Probably because this small place in the southern suburbs has never had a street performer. focus of sight. These days, there are three types of people who set up musical instruments on the street. One is a literary beggar who wears sunglasses and saws the erhu. A person with real ability worthy of being dubbed "street performer". Although the young girl across the road looks immature, Hao Ren thinks she belongs to the third type: the girl wears dusty clothes, but puts herself Cleaned up neatly, with a spirited and happy look on his face, no matter how you look at it, he is richer than the poor vampire at home. And her music made people stop to listen carefully. The melody was something Hao Ren had never heard before. It seemed to be composed by the other party himself. It sounded completely different from the current popular music. Ethereal, reminiscent of the grassland and the wind - this kind of association is very strange. Before today, Hao Ren did not understand what the so-called "supreme music can convey the state of mind", but now he believes that the melody does carry the feeling of people's state of mind. The power to suddenly broaden. When the young girl sang an unknown ballad, what Hao Ren heard was a language he had never heard before. It sounded like a random whisper, the meaning and vocabulary were completely unclear, and it seemed that it was purely for expressing what was in his heart. And the improvised humming sounded like a big devil, Y'zaks, couldn't help standing still and listening for a while, and then showed a confused face: "Don't understand? The translation system is not complete?"
"Terminal," Hao Ren poked at the data terminal that had entered sleep mode in his pocket, "Listen, what language is this? Why isn't it in our translation dictionary?"
The data terminal first played a part of the bgm that the system started, and then listened to it for a few seconds: "Irregular, illogical, and undecipherable pronunciation, the system judges that these pronunciations do not need to be translated—they are just piles of sounds, without any meaning."
Hao Ren thought for a while, and came up with an easy-to-understand saying: "That means the girl forgot the words and sang nonsense?"
"Can't you check the atmosphere occasionally when you're talking?" The data terminal vibrated twice in Hao Ren's pocket. This machine also thinks she forgot the words." At this time, the singing girl on the opposite side of the intersection seemed to have noticed the situation here, she looked up at Hao Ren, showing a sweet smile, as if to say hello.
Of course, Hao Ren didn't know the other party, so he smiled back with the courtesy of a stranger, and then left the intersection with Izaks: He still has business to do, and there is a werewolf girl at home waiting to be fed at night. Can't waste time here.
When Hao Ren and Yizaks were about to reach the door, the data terminal suddenly said: "Speaking of which... people greeted you just now, shouldn't you go over and put ten yuan in the paper box? I checked it locally." Looking at the data on the earth, I found that this is the rule.”
Hao Ren thought for a while, with a smile on his face after he had been purified: "Have you heard her singing? I don't think it can be measured by money for such a clean and expansive voice—although she is singing, but I think giving her a smile is more useful than giving her ten dollars."
"But after the two of you walked away, the girl took the time to catch your breath and rolled her eyes at you two, and muttered that you were a stingy..."...
Hao Ren: "..." His mind, which was so hard to purify, became heavily polluted in an instant. Couldn't this talkative data terminal preserve a bit of clarity in the world!
By the time the two returned home, Vivienne had already arrived. The vampire girl flew out for most of the night yesterday and did not come back in the morning. It seemed that she went to a far away place to collect "materials". As soon as Hao Ren entered the living room I saw her spreading out a lot of things on the coffee table and busying herself. It seemed that she was grinding medicine powder. Vivienne looked up and saw the big bag in Y'zaks' hand and asked casually, "Buy so much?"
"In case Lily is hungry after transforming, I said that the werewolf has a very strong appetite after transforming into a beast. I bought her 20 packs of spicy sticks and 10 packs of bread to prevent her from being hungry and running around the city. people."
Lily cheered when she heard that there were snacks, and jumped over from the sofa. Then she unwrapped a pack of spicy sticks and returned to the sofa to eat slowly. Vivian looked at Hao Ren dumbfounded: "Twenty packs Spicy... what do you think?"
"She likes these little things." Hao Ren gave Lily a pampering look like a pet, "and spicy noodles are more satisfying. I also inquired with Raven 12345. Spicy food is good for Lili. The role of evolution…”
"I've never heard that werewolves can evolve by eating spicy food," Vivian pouted, "You'd better prepare ten bottles of mineral water by the way. What Lily needs most is to fill her stomach with cold water. Your way of thinking, Why are you getting closer to that goddess?"
After all, Raven 12345's status as a goddess is still coercive. Hao Ren usually dares to talk about it casually, but Vivian dare not say the words "female neuropathy". Ah, something to be afraid of.
Hao Ren helped Yzaks put the two big bags on the dining table next to him, and then moved to Vivienne curiously: "What are you doing? It looks a little disgusting... I'll go, this taste is just..."
Vivian spread several old newspapers on the coffee table, and there were a lot of things on them, some of which were medicinal herbs that didn't look much different from weeds, but obviously they were all precious ones that Vivian worked hard to find The materials, these grass leaves, which still smelled of earth, were carefully divided into several piles, with water droplets on them, which had obviously been washed. And next to the grass blades were some messy things that looked like clods, wood chips, moss, and even stone debris. If it was another occasion, Hao Ren would definitely think that it was picked up from a large garbage bin on the east side of the street at first glance, but Vivian is very serious about handling these things: she mixes various materials according to certain rules and dosages. They were placed in several small stainless steel basins, some of which had been crushed into powder by her, while others were still being processed.
"This one here is a medicinal powder made from three kinds of dried herbs. It can be mixed with rabbit blood and drunk to forcefully stabilize the spirit. Ordinary people will fall asleep after taking two sips, but for werewolves, this dosage is just enough for them. Calm down," Vivienne introduced the suspicious mixture on hand like a few treasures, "These off-white powders are incense, and they will be mixed with wormwood juice to make cakes. When Lily transforms, she will ignite them and produce The aroma of the moss can suppress her desire to attack. Werewolves often use this thing in their coming-of-age ceremonies. The recipe must be right. These mosses are collected from the cemetery. I flew a long way to find them. They can gather spiritual power. Werewolves are muscles Races that are more developed than brains, they are born with insufficient spiritual power, and they need this kind of thing... "
Before Vivienne finished speaking, Hao Ren couldn't help retching. Few people would dare to taste the saltiness of these things even in the foodie countries, but two-thirds of them had to be processed It became the "soup" that Lily had to take tonight, and when I thought about it, I couldn't stop feeling nauseous. Hao Ren glanced at Vivienne, hoping to get some kind of information from the other person's eyes: "Tell me honestly, are you seeking revenge from Lily?"
Vivian smiled: "Landlord, look at my honest eyes..."
Hao Ren sighed: It seems that this is indeed revenge.
But Lily, the person involved, didn't seem to be aware of it at all. The girl was still watching soap operas with a bag of spicy sticks, and had no objection to the unknown mixture on the coffee table. Hao Ren couldn't help but greet Lily: "Lily , you should come and see what Vivienne prepared for you...you have to eat them tonight..."
Lily turned her head and sniffled: "Well, it's good! I can eat anything!"
Hao Ren: "..."
This omnivorous werewolf is no longer necessary for treatment!
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