Chatty Hollywood

　　 "If I just die like this, I will definitely be the most embarrassed traverser ever!"

　　 Looking at the muzzle of the black hole in front of him, Charlotte was nervously standing behind his back, but his mind couldn’t help thinking about it.

"It's not necessarily. At least I feel severe pain in my lower body compared to when I walk through it. I have a book called "The Treasure of Sunflowers" on hand. A big tree with the words "Pang Juan died under this tree" and something like that, I'm already lucky..."

　　 "...Well, this standard is indeed too low!"

　　 Charlotte laughed mockingly, but found that Sally, who was pointing a gun at her, was shaking slightly.

"It's no wonder she reacts so intensely. When encountering this kind of situation that seems to be fascinated by X, any woman will be emotional, not to mention that from yesterday's contact, she is definitely a fierce personality and full of thorns. But I heard that before American women like to do it in their own bed, and have never understood the reason, but now I see a possible reason-it is not good to do it. Not only is it easy to drive people away, and you don’t have to go by yourself, but if you can’t drive away, you can also get a gun directly from under the bed. come out…"

　　 "—Am I in charge of my site?"

　　 Charlotte shook his head. The situation in front of him was very tense, but he was very nervous and didn't take it to heart. Instead, he recalled the scene of last night—

　　 Sally was indeed drunk last night, and she did throw up Charlotte. And Charlotte did send her back to the apartment she rented under her drunken guidance. However, it was not the few cups of eggnog that made the girl who had a good drink but a good amount of alcohol got drunk, but the hymenone!

　　 That’s right, hymenone, known as the "leg-legging agent", is a holy product for picking up girls in bars, and a favorite of rogue satyrs.

　　 Although Charlotte didn't know how this thing got into her pocket, she couldn't escape her predecessor's pot if she wanted to. Especially when you can recognize what it is when you touch it, and when you secretly drug Sally's eggnog, you have never done it before but are extremely skillful... Can only sigh, the former real old driver too!

　　 However, this thing is notorious, although in the era before Charlotte passed through. But theoretically speaking, in the United States in the early 1990s, where guns and marijuana were legally owned, it was not illegal to use this thing, at least not for its own use. —Of course, secretly drugging other girls in wine is another point.

　　 As for why I did this, it wasn't because I couldn't hold back any other reasons. If there is really such a strong demand, he won't be able to build a spell house for a few years—

　　 "Don't blame me, it's all for your good!"

When it took a lot of effort to put the fascinated Sally on the bed, Charlotte wiped the girl's vomit on her clothes with disgust, while being so unconscious about the girl, she also explained her own conscience. NS.

　　 Wait, something is wrong—

　　 "Ah, bah bah bah! This is completely the line of the villain!"

After thinking of the source of what he said just now, Charlotte became even more discouraged. In fact, what he is doing now is indeed like a villain in a third-rate novel. If it is really a novel, maybe someone should come to the hero next. Save the beauty!

　　—Of course, except for the novels of dark abuse.

　　 "Then, do you want to stop here?"

　　 Substituting Huangmao unconsciously, bah, no, it’s Charlotte from the villain’s perspective, muttering to herself, but in a blink of an eye, this joke-like idea is forgotten.

　　 "What's a joke? It took several years, and even this kind of small probability event came across, and finally saw the light. How could it be possible to stop at the door!?"

　　 Charlotte stared feverishly at the girl's beautiful carcass, which was only hidden by her underwear, and her hands could not help shaking with excitement. It was like a satyr who had caught a good prey and was about to feast on it.

　　—The irony is that if it is seen by outsiders, the current situation is indeed like that.

　　 "I don't know if it will work this time!"

　　 Charlotte took a deep breath, controlled the trembling hands, and crossed over to pinch the magic technique for the second time—

　　 "The night gave me black eyes, but I use them to find light."

　　 is not a traditional Taoist mantra such as "anxiety as a law", nor is it a esoteric famous saying such as "the world is inhumane and everything is a dog", but just such a poem.

—Originally, according to the old ghost who taught Charlotte’s spells, he chanted the spell when casting the spell, excluding those that were said to the ghosts and gods — if they were really interested in listening — the rest was only used to strengthen their will and focus Spirit, so that the spelling goes smoothly. To put it simply, the spell is actually for yourself, and the content of what you say is not important. The key is to concentrate your mind and believe that the spell will be successful when you say it.

　　 "It's just self-hypnosis at all!"

　　 Charlotte, who has studied modern scientific knowledge, directly understood this as hypnotism. In order to be able to cast spells, he even personally learned from some psychologists, although it is not up to the exaggeration of hypnotizing others to do what they do, it is still a small achievement. However, in the Dharma-Ending Era before crossing over, the aura of heaven and earth was extremely thin. Even if he succeeded in self-hypnosis, he could only succeed once or twice in a hundred times with a simple spell—and he and the old Among the spells learned by ghosts, the simpler ones are all related to ghosts and gods. In the kingdom that has defeated "all monsters, ghosts and snakes", even if such spells are used, what can they do? I don’t even have a place to see the effect!

　　—Even if the house is prepared, the car is beautiful, and the ticket is many, if there is no girl, it is impossible to give birth to a child!

　　 However, this time Charlotte's spellcast was exceptionally smooth. Although the aura of 1993 is not much richer than the era before he traveled, there seems to be a force in the dark to guide him, so that he can use the thin aura to firmly grasp the past. The ethereal feeling.

　　 "Come!"

　　 Charlotte pointed to the girl's forehead lying on the bed, and then gently let it go-this time he deliberately changed the spell to English, hoping to attract the attention of the girl and the things that left the girl with a strong scent of ghosts. After all, girls are Westerners, and 80% of the language used subconsciously is English.

　　 "Rise!"

　　 With this shout, the girl who had been unconscious suddenly frowned, and a painful expression gradually appeared on her pretty face, and this pain, in just a few seconds, quickly turned into a hideous change.

"what!!"

　　 The girl who had been unconscious suddenly yelled, her body convulsed sharply, like a live fish out of the water. The next moment, she sat up all of a sudden.

　　 "Here...Where is it?"

　　 The girl's voice was hoarse, her eyes were blank, her beautiful green eyes had dilated pupils without focus, as if she was looking at some distant place, and as if she was blind who could not see anything.

　　 "This is the hospital, miss."

　　 It was clearly in Sally's bedroom, but Charlotte was talking nonsense seriously, as if the woman in front of him was not Sally, and they were really in the hospital.

"Yes?"

　　 The girl seems to really believe what Charlotte said, forget who she is, and forget that this is the apartment she rented.

　　 "Why am I in the hospital, what happened?"

　　 She shook her head, seeming to be very confused, and the attractive blonde hair also looked dull at this time.

　　 "You were drunk and hurt."

　　 Seeing that the other party’s reaction was exactly as he expected, Charlotte felt ecstasy—this proved that his spell really worked—but knowing that it was important, he suppressed his joy in time and continued calmly.

　　 "This is Dr. House, your attending doctor, how are you feeling now?"

　　 "Feeling? It hurts!"

　　 The girl frowned her brows, as if she was holding back the pain,

　　 "It's like all the bones in the whole body are broken. Doctor, am I going to die?"

　　 "No, it's just normal pain. You can feel the pain, which is the proof that there is no major problem in the body-the dead don't feel the pain, do they?"

　　 Charlotte comforted the girl like a real doctor, except that when he said "the dead don't feel pain", the corners of his mouth showed an inadvertent ironic smile. However, the smile faded quickly, and he asked casually and intentionally:

　　 "By the way, miss, can you tell me your full name again? Because you were unconscious when you were admitted to the hospital, we still have some procedures to complete."

　　 "Uh, all right."

　　 The girl hesitated for a while, as if she couldn't remember her name, she waited for a long time before she said slowly,

　　 "My name is Alexis Rachel Haydn."

　　 As the name spit out from her mouth, the girl's expression suddenly shocked, and then she repeated her name as if she had been possessed—

　　 "Alexis!"

　　 "My name is Alexis!"

　　 "I am Alexis!"

　　 "I am Alexis!!"

"I'm-"

　　 "Sleep!!"

　　 Seeing that the girl's expression became more and more mad, as if some dangerous change was about to happen, Charlotte made a decisive decision, pinched the magic trick again, and pointed to her forehead. The girl's voice suddenly stopped like a radio that was powered off. She fell on the bed softly, just like when she was drunk before.