Chapter 2152

Reconnaissance Target: Demon House (Large Animated Construct, Enlightenment Subspecies)

Life Level: Level 18

Attributes: Strength 35, Dexterity 18, Constitution -, Intelligence 10, Wisdom 14, Charisma 15

Special Abilities: Construct properties, telepathy, others (unidentified)

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Moju seemed to sense that someone was peeping at him. He opened his big eyes, stared down at Joan, and uttered reproaches with a voice like that of a seven or eight-year-old girl.

"What are you looking at?!"

What are you looking at?

——Of course, Joan wouldn't be so rude.

He quickly apologized to Chicken Feet Hut, and as a show of sincerity, he took out a red apple from the storage bag and handed it to it.

Chicken Foot Hut's eyes lit up, and he probed over to sniff the apples, tilted his head, and asked Joan tentatively: "There is a witchcraft that can poison apples, and the little girl will not be able to sleep after eating them. Only the prince Only a kiss can wake her up, you know that too, right?"

"I'm not a witch, but I heard a witch aunt talk about this kind of witchcraft that stepmothers use to poison stepdaughters."

Joan held the apple in his hands and groaned, then looked up at the Chicken Feet Hut.

"Actually, I have always had a question, what would happen if a man ate the poisonous apple created by this witchcraft?"

"Of course it will be poisoned, and I will sleep like a drunk polar bear!" The cabin asserted firmly.

"Then how do we break the curse and wake him up? Or do we have to rely on a prince's affectionate kiss?" Joan shook his head, "Isn't it normal for a man to kiss a man?"

"Why is it unreasonable?!" The cabin became inexplicably agitated, and stomped its feet vigorously, causing the cabin to tremble violently. "What do you know, love between the same sex is true love! This is simply unreasonable!"

Joan looked at it in surprise, feeling rather disrespected: "Little sister, you understand it very well."

"Of course! No one knows better than me... let's not talk about this, the apple looks delicious, give me a taste!"

"Aren't you afraid of being poisoned?"

"Fool! I'm a construct! Have you ever seen a construct poisoned?"

"That's true." Joan couldn't help laughing, "But then again, the construct doesn't need to eat, so why do you ask me for an apple?"

"You're the one who talks too much nonsense!"

The "little hen" became furious, and lifted the windows on both sides, as if to beat him with the pair of "wings".

Qiao An suppressed a smile and waved the red apple.

The hut lowered its head like a hen, opened its mouth to grab the apple, swallowed it crunchily, stretched its neck contentedly, and its attitude towards Joan also improved a lot.

"Apple is very sweet, thank you little brother!"

"What's your name?" Joan asked casually.

Chicken Foot Hut flapped its wings, turned around in a circle, and proudly put its wings on its hips.

"You should know from my appearance, my name is 'Little Chicken', but you can also call me 'Chicken'."

"Hiss~~~" Qiao An gasped, and stammered in praise: "Good, good name!"

"Hey! Little mage, you have a lively chat with my little chicken!" Grandma Lich approached with her head poking around.

"Ms. Amanda, can I and Brother Clark say goodbye?"

"Don't worry, don't worry, there is one more important thing." Granny Lich smiled slyly.

"What's the matter?"

"Extend your hand, and I'll help you read your palm and tell you the fortune of your journey."

"Do you know divination?"

"Nonsense! A witch who doesn't know how to divination, what kind of witch is she!"

Grandma Amanda looked angry, as if her professional authority had been offended.

Joan thought for a while, and indeed she heard from Aunt Guaslin that high-ranking witches can comprehend a powerful witchcraft called "divination". Some scenes in the future, and even predict the major events that will happen to the other party in the next year.

Of course, this kind of divination is not completely reliable, the enlightenment obtained is very abstract, and can be interpreted in different ways, or even from diametrically opposite interpretation angles. Whether it is misinterpreted or not, no one can say for sure. a reference.

"Brother Clark..." Joan asked the Frost Giant in a low voice, "Have you tried Ms. Amanda's divination?"

Clark nodded with a wry smile.

"Is it effective?"

"I dare not say whether it works or not, the fee is really expensive!"

"Ah?!" Joan was taken aback, "Does it cost money to ask her to divination?"

"Of course!" the Lich mother-in-law said plausibly, "As the saying goes, sincerity leads to success, how can you show your sincerity if you don't give money? For one divination, the fee is only 1 ounce of magic crystal, and there is no discount! Little guy, you take advantage of it Do you know?!"

"Wow...Grandma, what's the difference between you...and stealing money!" Qiao An couldn't help complaining.

"Hmph, what do you think I am guarding this pass?"

Granny Amanda rubbed her bony fingers and made a gesture of counting money.

"Living in this kind of deserted place where the birds don't shit, drinking the northwest wind all day long, I'm so bored to death, if I don't get any money, what hope do I have for my life!"

"Oh, boy, have pity on my lonely old woman!"

Grandma Lich pulled up her sleeves and wiped her eyes, pretending to be crying. Joan saw it and was so embarrassed that she had to admit defeat.

"Okay, okay! Please don't pretend to be pitiful, can't I pay for it!"

Joan took out a small piece of magic crystal from the storage bag, endured the pain and handed it to Granny Amanda.

The old woman took it over and weighed it, stuffed it skillfully into her pocket, and then held Joan's right hand with her bony hand, shaking her head and chanting.

The ritual of performing witchcraft looks a lot like "jumping the gods".

After about a minute, Grandma Amanda let go of Joan's hand, her face became very strange.

"Little guy, there's something wrong with you! Very wrong!"

"What's going on?" Clark asked with concern, "Mother-in-law, is the result of divination good or bad?"

The old hag hesitated for a moment, and answered vaguely, "It's more dangerous than good." She looked like a pretentious "charlatan", but she didn't propose the business of "adding money and transshipment", so Qiao An felt that she shouldn't be talking casually. flicker.

"Ms. Amanda, what exactly does 'more bad luck' mean?" Joan asked.

The old witch shook her head and said distressedly: "I can't even understand it myself, so how can I explain it to you? Anyway, I have a strong hunch that if I let you two pass the test, it may not be a good thing for you and the temple." That’s why, you two should go back the same way as soon as possible!”

Clark still didn't give up, and asked tentatively: "Then if we pay a little more money, can we ask you to help remove the bad luck and pass smoothly?"

The old witch's face darkened, and she said angrily: "Stupid boy! Who do you take me for? I'm not the kind of charlatan who only cares about money! To be honest, you are in too much trouble, and I don't care how much money you give me." It doesn't work! Stop talking, go back quickly!"