Chapter 2152: The House of the Lich

Reconnaissance target: Demon House (large activated construct, subspecies of Enlightenment)
Life level: 18
Attributes: Strength 35, Agility 18, Constitution -, Intelligence 10, Wisdom 14, Charisma 15
Special abilities: Construct characteristics, telepathy, other (unproved)
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Mo Ju seemed to notice that someone was peeping at him, opened his big eyes, looked down at Qiao An, and made a rant, his voice was like a seven or eight year old girl.
"What are you looking at?!"
What do you look at?
Joan is certainly not that rude.
He quickly apologized to the chicken feet hut, showing his sincerity, and took a red apple from the storage bag and handed it to it.
The chicken feet hut's eyes lit up, the probe came over to sniff the apple, tilted his head, and tentatively asked Qiao An: "There is a witchcraft that can poison apples. If the little girl eats it, she can't sleep. Only the prince You can wake her up with the kiss, right?"
"I'm not a witch, but I heard a witch aunt talk about this kind of witchcraft that a stepmother uses to poison her stepdaughter."
Qiao An groaned while holding the apple and looked up at the chicken feet hut.
"In fact, I have always had a question, what will happen if the poisonous apple created by this kind of witchcraft is eaten by a man?"
"Of course it will be poisoned, sleeping like a drunk polar bear!" The cabin asserted confidently.
"Then how can I lift the curse and wake him up? Do I still have to rely on the affectionate kiss of a certain prince?" Qiao An shook his head, "Men kiss men, is this unreasonable?"
"Why is it unreasonable?!" The hut was inexplicably excited, and stomped hard, and the wooden house trembling violently, "What do you know, love between the same is true love! This is not too reasonable!"
Qiao An looked at it in surprise, disrespectful: "Little sister, you know it well."
"Of course! No one knows better than me... don't talk about this first, apples look delicious, give me a taste!"
"Are you afraid of poisoning?"
"Fool! I'm a construct! Have you ever seen a construct poisoned?"
"That's true." Qiao An couldn't help laughing. "But then again, the construct doesn't need to eat. Why would you ask me for an apple?"
"You just talk nonsense!"
The "little hen" became angry and raised the windows on both sides, making a gesture to beat him with these "wings".
Qiao An suppressed his smile and waved up the red apple.
The hut hung its head like a hen, opened its mouth to grab the apple, squeaked it down, stretched its neck contentedly, and its attitude towards JoAnn improved greatly.
"Apples are very sweet, thank you brother!"
"What's your name?" Qiao An asked casually.
The chicken feet hut flapped its wings and turned around in place, with its wings akimbo triumphantly.
"You should know by looking at my appearance, my name is'little chicken', you can also call me'chicken'."
"Hiss~~~" Qiao An took a breath and stammered in admiration: "Good, good name!"
"Hey! Little Mage, you have a lively chat with my little chicken!" The witch witch approached her head intently.
"Ms. Amanda, can Brother Clark and I say goodbye?"
"Don't worry, don't worry, there is another very important thing." The lich smiled slyly.
"What's the matter?"
"Extend your hand, I will help you look at your palmistry and fortunetelling about the luck of the journey."
"You can divination?"
"Nonsense! A witch who doesn't know how to fortune telling, what kind of a witch!"
Granny Amanda looked indignant, as if her professional authority had been offended.
Qiao An thought for a while. It was true that Aunt Gusilin said that high-level witches can comprehend a powerful witchcraft called "divination". By touching the subject, it is possible to glimpse the fragments of the opponent's fate, and then see In certain scenarios in the future, and even predict the major events that will happen to the other side within a year.
Of course, this kind of divination is not completely reliable. The enlightenment obtained is very abstract. There can be different interpretation methods, and even completely opposite interpretation angles. No one can say whether it is misinterpreted or not. The probability of fulfillment is really not high. References.
"Brother Clark..." Qiao Ann asked the Frost Giant in a low voice, "Ms. Amanda's divination, have you tried it?"
Clark smiled bitterly and nodded.
"Will it work?"
"I don't dare to say whether it works, the charges are really expensive!"
"Huh?!" Qiao Ann was taken aback, "Are you going to spend money to ask her for divination?"
"Of course!" The witch woman said vigorously, "As the saying goes, sincerity is good, how can you show your sincerity if you don't give money? For one divination, the charge is only 1 ounce of magic crystal, no discount! Little guy, you get the big money Do you know?!"
"Wow...Mother-in-law, what's the difference between you... and stealing money!" Qiao An couldn't help complaining.
"Hmph, what do you think I do when I guard this pass?"
Granny Amanda rubbed her skinny fingers and gestured to count money.
"Living in such a deserted place where birds don't shit, drinking northwest wind all day, boring to death, if I haven't made any money, what can I hope for in this life!"
"Oh, young man, have mercy on my lonely old woman!"
The Lich pulled up her sleeves and wiped her eyes, pretending to be crying pretending to be crying. Qiao Ann was so embarrassed that she had to admit defeat.
"Okay! Please don't pretend to be pitiful, can't I pay for it!"
Qiao An 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 and weighed it, skillfully tucked her pocket, and then grasped Qiao'an's right hand with her jagged hand, shaking her head to mutter.
The ritual of performing witchcraft looks a lot like "Jumping God".
After about a minute, Granny Amanda let go of JoAnn's hand, her face turned strange.
"Little guy, something is wrong with you! Very wrong!"
"What's the matter?" Clark asked with concern. "Mother, is the result of divination?"
The old witch hesitated for a moment, and answered vaguely, "There are many bad things but bad things", like a pompous "liar", but then she didn't propose the business of "adding money for transshipment", so Qiao Ann felt that she was not talking about it. Flicker.
"Ms. Amanda, what exactly does ‘bad luck’ mean?" Qiao An asked.
The old witch shook her head and said in distress, "I don't understand it myself, how can I explain it to you? Anyway, I have a strong hunch that if I let you two pass, it will not be a good thing for you and the temple. So, you two should return as early as possible!"
Clark didn't give up, and tentatively asked: "Then if we pay a little more money, can we ask you to help remove the bad luck and make it go smoothly?"
The old witch lowered her face and said angrily: "Silly big guy! Who do you think of me? I'm not the kind of liar who sees money away! To be honest, your troubles are too great. It doesn't work! Don't be verbose, go back now!"