Chapter 390: Familiar accent

Chapter 390 familiar accent
"Greya?" When he heard the name, Ang Pang’s figure appeared in Angel’s mind.
Anger shuddered and smothered the shadow of his mind.
If Grecia is the "small" sister in her mouth, then who is eligible to be called "big" brother? !
Although Angel is not very convinced, but if it is really the food wizard - ‘King Kong Barbie’ Grecia? After all, the fairy tale world is the base camp of the fairy tale town, and the candy house is one of the organizations under the fairy tale town. It seems that it is not impossible for Grecia to appear here.
However, before Anger heard that Felicia went to the Guangyao community to find a prophetic wizard, did she find Grecia so quickly?
With a bit of doubt, Angel spelled out the illusion of Grecia.
The enchanting style, a purple big curly hair, flame red lips, small nose, seductive eye makeup, Grecia light is actually beautiful. But she was too fat to eat, fat enough to have six layers of chin.
Even if it is only an illusion, Anger feels that the "Music Mountain Devil" is a fascinating sight.
"Is she the young lady in your mouth?" Angel asked, pointing to the illusion of "Greya."
Grecia's shape has a strong sense of evil spirits, purple hair purple clothes, heavy makeup, like a vicious queen in a fairy tale. After the little girl saw it, she was scared and retreated.
"No, no." The little girl waved her hand again and again: "Miss sister is very beautiful, only a little taller than me. And she is very thin, not fat at all!"
Anger caressed his chin. According to her description, it seems that it is not "Golden Barbie" Grecia, it may just be the same name.
After removing the illusion, Anger smiled and asked: "I am leaving soon. Can I have the honor to know the beautiful girl's name before I leave?"
The little girl listened to Angel, and her face showed a lost expression. But when she saw that Angel treated her with aristocratic etiquette, she stunned and laughed as both ashamed and reserved.
"My name is..." The little girl pulled up the skirt of the dress and gave it a gift. She would answer the question, but as he had forgotten the name of the bird before, she was stuck.
"Big brother, I forgot my name." The little girl buried her head low. "I have forgotten a lot of things, even my brother's name can't be remembered."
Anger stunned, reacting to the "brother" that the little girl said, referring to the boy who lacked the face in the silk painting.
"If the memories of the past are forgotten, don't think about it." Angel remembers the naked mass grave and countless undead, and can roughly figure out what kind of insults and despairs they experienced before they died. She forgot the past, maybe It is also a kind of protection for oneself.
Seeing the little girl is still a little lost, and Angel is very aware that this is an insecure feeling of lack of self-awareness.
I am confused about my past and will be confused with the future.
Anger thought for a moment, "Would you like me to give you a nickname?" The first step in self-identification is self-evident.
The little girl nodded blankly.
In fact, taking a real name is the best, but Angel does not dare to give someone a real name. In the unspoken rules of the aristocracy, once the name is given, it also preaches that they are responsible for their future. This rule applies to all slaves and descendants as well as to newborns, because in general, they have no name.
Anger thought for a moment, remembering the words that were called out when the little girl had stuck in the shell: "Flower, or will I call you flowers later?"
"Flowers." The little girl repeatedly recited the name. "I am a flower?"
"Yes, flowers."
The little girl licked her head in her hands and kept her head swaying: "My name is flowers, I call... ah..."
The sudden change of the little girl made Angel a little overwhelmed. After a while, she stopped her movements, her eyes were tearful, and she was grievously pumping her nose.
"Don't like this nickname? I will give you one."
The little girl shook her head: "Big brother, I just thought of some pictures. I have a person who can't see the looks, but I feel very close. He is also calling me flowers. I used to be really called flowers?" The little girl is very determined: "I don't change, I will call flowers in the future."
Was it called flower before? So clever? Angel did not think too much, smiled and said: "Well, Miss Huahua, I am leaving, you are alone..."
Anger suddenly couldn't go on, watching her a little lost, and then look at the dark environment, he really can't say "you are going to be alone".
Angel thought about it, and a burst of magic emerged from the body.
In her doubtful eyes, the surroundings suddenly turned bright, and they came from a dark lacquered cave to a warm room. This is a typical girl's boudoir, pink wallpaper, moving dolls, wind chimes that will make a sound, and mahogany soldiers who will drum the drums, the music box that will sing. Outside the large floor-to-ceiling windows, it is the flying catkins. It is a small river and a verdant mountain.
"It's so beautiful!" The flower was surprised to see the change in front of her eyes. She opened the window for the first time and looked at the blue sky outside.
"Can I jump?"
Anger’s face was awkward:
Look at it, or don’t go down.

Huahua also seems to guess that this is a fantasy, grinning, thanking Angel: "Thank you brother, it is very beautiful, beautiful than my house."
He always thought she didn't know she was dead, but in fact she was better than anyone else.
Angel pointed to the dolls on the ground and the pink fairy tale book on the shelf: "These can all be touched, and you can read the book when you are bored."
Simulating virtual objects into realism is the basis of fantasy.
As for the fairy tale books on the bookshelf, they are all books that Angel wrote when he was a child. It is not difficult to simulate it.
Huahua thought that all of them were illusions, and they always restrained themselves from touching. But when I heard that Anger could touch it, his eyes glowed and he happily picked up a rabbit doll: "Thank you brother."
He originally wanted to ask how the flower died, but he finally turned the subject. Other people have been unfortunate, why should he still salt the wound.
"I am leaving." Angel left two high-quality magic crystals as a source of power for the illusion. This kind of magical environment that is not against the enemy, a magic crystal can be consumed for a long time, not to mention two high-quality magic crystals.
"Big brother, can I know your name?" The flower suddenly called Anger.
"Pat, you can call me Pat brother." Angel said, waved and left the cave.
The two magic crystals are not burdensome for the well-informed Anger. But if you can use two magic crystals, in exchange for a soul bead, then it is earned. Even if it is just an advance payment.
After leaving the cave, Anger has been thinking about the flower.
When he talked with Huahua, he always had a different kind of intimacy. It is also this kind of intimacy that makes Anger face a little pity when facing the flowers.
He secretly explored it when he was in the cave, and did not feel that something was wrong. Looking back at this time, I still feel a little weird.
Just as Anger returned to the gate of the cemetery, he suddenly flashed a person's face in his mind.
It’s not a ugly, ugly face, but a handsome, clear face. The owner of the face is Dodolo!
The memory when I was with Dodolo poured into my mind.
"Accent!" He remembered! It is an accent!
The accent of the flower is very soft, and it is more tender than the children of the same age. For this reason, he ignored the local accent hidden behind the
meng Meng
children's voice.
The upturned tail and the spoken way of dealing with certain words are almost exactly the same as Dodolo! No wonder he will feel a kind of intimacy!
When Angel heard the accent of Dodolo, he felt a bit familiar and seemed to have heard it long ago. Now, he heard the same accent again.
Anger turned his head and re-entered the cemetery without hesitation.
However, he did not go to the underground cave first, but went to the right side of the cemetery, where the remains of the flower remains.
All his previous attention was on the heart-shaped necklace. He didn't look at the cheekbone carefully. If the flower and Dodolo are the same place, then there are likely to be three more "tail" bones at the tail. .
However, when Anger returned to the coffin and examined it carefully, he did not find any more tailbone.

Is it true that the accent of Dodolo is actually the accent of Pokhara? And the flower is the bereaved of Poclades?
After all, Dodolo was discovered in Pokhara, but if it is the accent of Pokhara, why does he always feel Have you heard a similar accent a long time ago?
Someer couldn't figure it out. He decided to go back to the cave and ask.
When he went to the left cemetery, Angel thought about it and put the coffin of the flower into the bracelet.
Returning to the bottom of the well, Anger put the coffin of the flower in a corner, and then took out the necklace inside and walked into the cave.
Although he brought her coffin into the bottom of the well, he did not feel that he would be happy to see his own bones. Therefore, it is good to put it here, and it will not be destroyed any more, nor will it make the flowers and flowers hurt.
After entering the cave, Anger found that the flower was holding a rabbit doll, sitting on the floor-to-ceiling window and staring at the scenery outside.
When the flower saw Anger, she stood up happily: "Pat brother! Great, you are back!"
Anger took out the necklace with a heart-shaped pendant. "Is this yours?"
Looking at the necklace, the eyes burst into tears: "Yes, this is what my brother gave me..."
Anger handed the necklace to the flower: "I just passed by, I saw this necklace and decided to send it to you."
The flower reached out and wanted to take the necklace. But the necklace went straight through her fat hand and landed on the ground.
A flower is spent, and Anger is stunned... He forgets that flower is a soul, and wants to influence the material world, and the order of flowers is not enough.
The flowers scratched their heads and looked shyly: "I just held the dolls, and the touch was good. I thought I could pick up the things... but I didn't think I could. No, I was dead. It was normal to take things.

The illusion of the object itself is virtual, and the flower has a real touch, in fact, because of the illusory effect. The real thing, she still can't take it.
Angel took the necklace with a little squat: "Then I put it on the bed, you can always see it."
The flower shook his head: "Pat brother, this necklace has a dark compartment. Can you take out the things in the dark grid?"
Anger nodded and skillfully took out the silk scorpion in the dark space and laid it on the table in the illusion.
I looked at the silk painting and smiled very happy: "Pat brother, I only need this painting. This necklace, I want to give it to my brother, thank you for giving me such a good gift." This side of the fantasy: "I like it very much."
Necklaces are not unusual, and the materials are very common. Angel wanted to refuse, but looking at the look of the flower, Angel still nodded.
"Thank you." Angel received the necklace and placed it in the corner of the bracelet. Then he asked his own purpose: "Flowers, do you remember where you lived when you were young?"
(End of this chapter)