Vol 5 Chapter 290: I'll add mushrooms to you

() "Mars!"
Hoarse and mixed harmonies faintly echoed in his ears. Zheng Qing was standing alone in the yard with the talisman spear in his hand. The guilty hunter and the captives lay in the mud, eyes closed, and the figure of Maodou suddenly entered the void. Suddenly, meowing restlessly.
The wizard raised his head and looked at the front door of the house.
The door was half open, revealing a vague face-Zheng Qing found it difficult to describe the specific appearance of that face. It has the flat features of a human face, and also has eyes, nose, mouth and other parts, but its eyes are pitch black. , The tip of the nose hung under the bridge of the nose like melted wax oil, crumbling.
As for the mouth, its mouth is surrounded by a circle of small tentacles, which can stretch and shrink, like enlarged snail tentacles, and weakened octopus tentacles. Those tentacles rub against each other, giving out the kind of hoarseness that Zheng Qing heard. The harmonies of, repeating unintelligible phrases, have some characteristics of prayer or mantra.
Zheng Qing was unsure whether those tentacles belonged to beards or mouthparts.
Because when he opened his eyes and got rid of the illusion, an antenna was slowly approaching him, only less than five centimeters away from his cheek.
Perhaps it was the action of the wizard opening his eyes. The tentacles were frightened, and instantly bounced back, clustering around the fuzzy face's mouth again behind the door, stretching and shrinking.
"Release."
The young public-sponsored student held the rune gun in his hand, pointed steadily at the vague face behind the door, and briefly warned: "Give you three seconds to think about it... you know the power of this gun."
With that, he raised his head and glanced at the sky.
The night above his head was blasted through a huge'white hole' with a subconscious shot before—just like someone used an awl to poke a small hole in the black curtain. The edge of the small hole was surrounded by a golden light circle, and the hole was flowing. With dazzling white light-the dark, heavy clouds rolled on the edge of the white hole, rushing to the depths of the white hole, swallowed by the dazzling light.
It's just that compared to the night of the entire world, that ‘white hole’ is really insignificant. The black shadow squeezed the edge of the white hole from all directions, and the golden halo was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.
But this is convincing enough.
Zheng Qing retracted his gaze, and his gaze fell on the owner of this house again: "Three, two..."
"Huh!"
Seven or eight slender tentacles were pulled back from the young wizards and banshees, and the hoarse and mixed chord said in an urgent but still somewhat reserved voice: "Relax, young man, relax... It's just a little joke to help you improve your resistance to nightmares... The guests of Elder Atal in Uzza City are also the eternal guests of Ngualla Mansion. Hey, I'm still cooking mushroom soup for you."
As he said, a few tentacles stretched out from the crack of the door holding a pitch-black cauldron, an orange flame floated under the cauldron, steam was steaming in the cauldron, and a few plump mushrooms were undulating in the clear soup.
Zheng Qing has no doubt that the crucible was prepared for them-the difference is that if they have been trapped in the illusion, they may be thrown into the pot and stewed into broth.
He resisted the urge to explode the crucible with a shot and glanced sideways at his companions.
As the tentacles left, the young wizards lying on the ground slowly moved. Jiang Yu frowned, and his mouth groaned low; Zhu Si curled up in the witch's arms, shaking; Zhang Jixin's face floated. A layer of red light; Fatty Xin's body size was suddenly large and small, and it seemed that he had lost control for a short time; and Xiao Xiao was covered by a golden translucent tortoise shell the first time those tentacles retreated.
As for the two banshees, they are obviously more resistant to nightmares and illusions. When the young wizards were still slowing down, Nikita and Zhuzhu opened their scarlet eyes and sat up.
Zheng Qing, the owner of the old house, had also heard the words in the illusion before, and now he heard it again, and felt a little ironic: "...So, the way you entertain the distinguished guests is to stun them, and then make it into broth or experiment material. ?"
"This is a complete misunderstanding." The vague face shook slightly, as if to make a head shaking motion: "I'm just a mortal who loves the road of magic. I like to happily discuss the true meaning of magic with like-minded friends...Of course , Sometimes people can’t keep up with my experimental ideas, and they may feel that I treat them as experimental objects. This is completely an illusion... As for the broth, I am not a monster, I can’t eat people, and naturally I won’t treat you. Make it into a broth."
As he said, it took a serious look at Nikita and reminded: "...it's the little girl next to you, a lich with pure blood. She shouldn't mind eating a few little wizards."
Nikita squinted slightly, her scarlet eyes exuding a dangerous light.
"This is really funny." The banshee licked her lips, with a charming smile on her face: "I have indeed eaten many wizards, but the black-hearted wizards have not eaten... Maybe you will satisfy me. Little wish."
"Quiet!" Zheng Qing shook the rune spear in his hand impatiently, signaled the two evil guys to be honest, then turned his face sideways and looked at Xiao Xiao: "Awake?"
Because of the high mental resistance, the little wizard under the tortoise shell was the first to wake up.
At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged on the spot, holding the tortoise shell in his arms, floating in front of an opened book of the Fa, a few apricot talisman papers around like a windmill, slowly floating around, exuding a faint blue color. Halo.
Xiao Xiao held up his glasses and looked at the surrounding environment carefully. After a while, he said, "We have been illusioned?"

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Zheng Qing doesn’t know when everyone is in illusion, so he is very cautious in the face of the current situation:
I suggest you put other Everyone wakes up and tests routinely."
For how to deal with illusion, the hunting team has its own set of standard procedures.
"You are safe!" The vague face behind the door shouted in a hoarse and mixed tone: "No illusion! No danger... It was just a misunderstanding before!"
Zheng Qing refused to believe a word of this strange existence.
"This is?" Xiao Xiao commanded several ‘Clear Heart Talisman’ and ‘Broken Magic Talisman’ to float towards his companions, while looking at the vague face behind the door, frowning slightly.
Zheng Qing was also a little curious about this question, and he looked over inquiringly.
"Sorry, meeting for the first time... my dear Ngualla, the first and last owner of this old house." The tentacles around the mouth of the face in the door were rubbing against each other, and at the same time they lifted up the steps. Braving the steaming crucible, kindly asked: "The mushroom soup is almost ready...Do you want to add more mushrooms?"