I Am Breaking the Dimensional Wall In the Lord of Mysteries

　　 "No, don't look over, don't lean over. Gosh, let me get out of this **** place."

　　 The macaw flapped its wings in horror, flying around, as if avoiding a plague.

　　 Xifa was puzzled at first, and Xuanji slapped his head: "Why did I forget it."

　　 Shadow gloves!

　　 This glove will make animals feel disgusted. The more spiritual the animal, the more obvious the feeling. In the case of a magical animal, the spirituality of the macaw is obviously higher than that of ordinary animals, so it is not surprising that there will be such a reaction.

　　Sifah suddenly thought of a way to take advantage of the negative influence.

　　 He opened the bird cage and threatened: "Go in by yourself, otherwise, I will put it on your head!"

　　 Xifa shook the glove in his hand.

　　 The macaw tilted his head, I don't know why. Sifa laughed, took off his gloves, and smashed towards it.

　　 "Oh my god, it turned out to be it!"

　　 The spirituality of the magical animal made this parrot immediately realize that the sense of disgust came from the shadow glove.

　　 It dodges in a hurry, but Sifa grabs it. Seeing Sifa pick up the gloves, the macaw screams: "Let it stay away from me, my God, how can there be such a disgusting thing in this world."

"Shut up."

　　Sifah stuffed it into the bird cage and patted his gloves on the cage: "If you stay obediently and don't talk, I can consider finding you a playmate."

　　 "If you keep being so noisy, don't think about having something to eat tomorrow, and I will let it stay with you all day in the cage."

　　 The parrot shrank fearfully behind the cage: "You are such a devil, how can you treat a dragon like this!"

　　 upgraded himself to a ‘dragon’ parrot without authorization, and finally chose to compromise. It obediently closed its mouth and made itself look like an ordinary bird.

　　 Xifa put on his gloves and threw the bird cage into the bathroom.

　　 Elk Bar.

　　 Entering the club hall, Xifa's spirituality was touched. Looking at the window of the hall, the musician Richard put down his piano and made an inviting gesture.

　　Sifa came to the window, and Richard whispered: "I have received your message, and I have conducted a secret investigation. The problem lies in a mirror in Helen's bedroom!"

　　 "Mirror?" Sifa looked at him, waiting for him to explain.

　　 Richard held up a glass of wine: "Yes, the mirror. Although I am not a historian, I am sure that it was an item from the ancient Solomon Empire."

　　 Solomon Empire? Quaternary items?

　　 Xifa was slightly moved, and then asked, "Is that an extraordinary item?"

Richard rubbed his chin: "It is indeed not an ordinary thing, but it does not have too special abilities. My guess is that it may have been possessed by a certain strong person in ancient times, and that strong person has spirituality. What remains, causing it to attract nearby souls."

　　 "However, the spirituality on it is already very weak, and it will disappear completely in about one or two years. And the ones attracted by it are very weak souls, and they can't even be called grieving souls."

so it is.

　　Sifah nodded slightly and said, "It's not harmful to leave it alone like this."

　　 "There is no harm, but Helen's spirit will become worse, and I can't guarantee that it will attract bad things. It is better to dispose of the mirror as soon as possible."

　　 Richard took a sip of Chinese wine and looked at Xifa.

　　 Xifa province came to realize: "Do you want me to deal with that mirror?"

　　 "Didn't you already investigate, why don't you just take the mirror away?"

　　 Richard smiled and said: "That way Helen will be suspicious and will be aware of my existence, and then we will be endless. So I hope that it can leave Helen in a reasonable way."

　　 "For example, you bought it."

　　 Xifa did not respond, and opened his palm directly.

　　 Richard was taken aback: "What are you doing?"

　　 "What about the reward?"

　　 "You are really a...pragmatic person." Richard sighed, "Remember that Extraordinary party? If there is no recommendation, even if you go, you won't be able to enter."

　　 "I will give you a letter of recommendation. Is this always okay?"

　　 "It's okay."

　　 said so, but Sifa did not withdraw his hand.

　　 Richard frowned his eyebrows: "Didn't you promise to pay you?"

　　 "The recommendation letter is the reward for running errands. You have to pay for the mirror purchase, right?" Sifa did not intend to make a loss-making business.

　　 Richard coughed dryly and stepped back: "Do you think I am like a businessman?"

　　 Without waiting for Sifa’s answer, he continued: “I am a musician and an artist. What I am after is all the beautiful notes in the world, and a higher state of art.”

　　 "Do you think I have time to waste on worldly money games?"

　　 Please don’t say "poor" so fresh and refined!

　　 Even if Richard said so, Sifa still did not retract his hand, and looked at him with a slightly provocative look.

　　 Just stalemate for a moment, Richard sighed and said: "Well, I'll give you one more thing."

　　 He took out a round piece of gold from his pocket. Xifa has noticed that various symbols and spiritual numbers are engraved on the piece of gold~www.readwn.com~ This is a spell!

"it is?"

　　 "The spell of the solar pathway, you can speak ancient Hermes, just say the word ‘sun’ to inspire it."

　　 "It will release a strong light, just like the violent sunlight at noon. Within the scope of the light, things in the death field, like living corpses, wraiths, etc., will be purified and eliminated."

　　 Richard patted it on Sifa’s palm: "Tell me, would you buy that mirror?"

　　 "After I buy it, how should I give it to you?" Xifa put away the ‘sun charm’ unceremoniously.

　　 Richard shook his head: "You see it done, so I won't owe Helen anything."

　　 He drank all the wine in his glass, picked up the violin and left.

Xifa turned to the front of the bar, knocked on the table, and the old man who was taking out a bottle of wine from the cabinet, glanced at him and said: "Your bounty should be paid tomorrow, deducting the previous wine, it still has 2307 pounds."

　　 "Okay, besides, I want to find some work." Xifa said, and realized that the potion residue had been digested unconsciously.

　　 Is it because of the musician?

　　 It seems that his sequence is indeed above me. Maybe, use him as provocative material?

　　 "There is one."

　　 Old Parker’s voice made Sifa come back to his senses: "The commission I just received tonight, a father, is looking for his missing child for two days."

　　 Xifa was startled slightly: "Wait, we still accept the tracing commission?"

　　 Mr. Parker poured a glass of wine and pushed it to another hunter: "Of course it is not an ordinary commission. The client is still in the bar. If you are interested, you can go to him to find out about the situation, and then decide whether to accept it."