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Because the thief demigod of Jacob's family in the original book did this. *Read `Feng Yu Literature` ?追¨嶵?欣.章^结~

It was just that "He" was "ambushed" by Klein at that time, and the sewer was blown up with explosives. In desperation, he could only choose to parasitize rats, but the situation that night should not be that urgent...

uncertain!

The reason why I felt it was not urgent was because I was looking at it from my perspective. But from His perspective, after I revealed my whereabouts, even if the other party did not come to take revenge, as long as they reported it to the church, it would be enough for Him to drink a pot.

Therefore, He would most likely make the same choice as in the original book. After all, He didn't know that others knew the "plot" in advance and knew that He would choose the parasitic mouse.

This is called "knowledge and view obstruction".

I always assume that what I know, others know too.

Akasha squinted her eyes and smiled: "Okay, now that we're done with business, do you want me to take you to see some beauties?"

"That won't be necessary."

"You don't like men, do you?"

"It must be impossible!"

She raised an eyebrow. "Even a fool like Larde who is obsessed with suits often finds excuses to come to my place. How come you are not interested?"

"I have a lover."

"Oh~~ You are still a simple, infatuated person."

She laughed, "Just like my father. What a pity, that's why he chose to die with mom when he had the chance to escape."

"Hey, if it were me, I would definitely run away! Even if it's for love, I would wait until I've avenged myself before I do it!"

Edward said seriously: "I agree with your idea."

Akasha raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Hmm~ Not bad! If I were a man, I would definitely like you!"

"???"

What nonsense are you talking about?

"Come on, I'll take you out."

The two walked through a long wooden corridor, with private bath rooms on both sides. From time to time, the sound of women playing in the water could be heard. Edward looked straight ahead. +Zero? Point~Reading 'Books? ,Stop*Xin_蕞¨剁+

Then he saw a familiar figure walking towards him.

Bernadette!

Probably because of the hot spring bath, she changed into a light and loose long skirt, with her long hair draped behind her, making her look less sharp and more lazy.

When they saw each other, they were both stunned.

Edward felt guilty and wanted to hide at first, feeling like he was caught by his daughter in a nightclub, but he quickly realized: first, I am not Huang Russell Tao, and second, I am here to discuss business!

I don't feel guilty at all.

Bernadette on the other side raised her lips and laughed, "What a coincidence."

Edward looked calm, "Well, I'm here to talk to the boss here."

Bang!

The next second, Akasha slapped Edward on the butt, leaned closer and said with a smile: "Hey, this lady doesn't look familiar. Is she your friend? Can you introduce her to me?"

"…"

Akasha suddenly realized: "Oh~ Could she be yours..."

"no."

Edward said hurriedly: "She is my friend, her name is..."

Bernadette narrowed her eyes and said calmly, "My name is Huang Beibei."

Chapter 308: Taking a hot spring bath with Huang Beibei (No)

Akasha clicked her tongue: "Huang Beibei? What a strange name."

Edward was also surprised. Wasn't Huang Beibei a name used as a joke by later generations? Did the emperor really use it as Bernadette's nickname?

Bernadette pushed open a door beside her and said, "Since you are here, let's go together."

"I still have..."

"Tell me a story by the way."

Edward sighed, "Okay."

Audrey's three recipes are missing a lot of ingredients, so I'll take this opportunity to ask Bernadette to help collect them.

The two of them walked into the house one after another. Akasha's voice came from behind. She lay at the door and looked at Bernadette and smiled: "Do you need me to serve you personally?"

"No."

Bernadette said in a flat tone.

"Oh, all right."

Akasha smiled and said, "Have fun with those two~"

The wooden door closed silently.

Bernadette took off her shoes, walked to the pool and sat down, put her two jade-white breasts into the warm water, and shook them gently, making a gurgling sound.

Just like a carefree girl next door who is over a hundred years old.

Edward sat down on the sofa, looked at her back and asked, "What story do you want to hear?"

She supported her hands behind her back, splashed the water and said, "Tell me a story about water."

"Something to do with water?"

A crow drinking water? A water child? A water monster in the pond?

"How about you designate one?"

Bernadette turned around, her eyes scrutinizing: "You will tell me what I specify?"

Edward forced a smile and said something nonsense: "If I knew it, of course I would tell you."

"Then let's go with 'The Woodcutter and the River God'."

What does this story have to do with water...Oh, the axe fell into the water.

"A woodcutter was chopping wood by the river. He accidentally dropped his axe into the river. He tried many ways to get the axe out, but he couldn't. He could only sit on the bank and sigh."

"The river god felt sorry for him, so he conjured up a golden axe and asked the woodcutter, 'Did you drop this golden axe?' The woodcutter shook his head and said no."

"Then, the river god conjured up a silver axe and asked, 'Did you drop this silver axe?' The woodcutter shook his head again. The river god finally fished out the woodcutter's iron axe and handed it to him with a smile."

"The woodcutter said happily: 'This is my axe!' The river god admired the woodcutter's honesty and gave him both the golden axe and the silver axe."

"Later, a man heard the story of the woodcutter..."

The story was short. Even though Edward slowed down his speech, he finished it in less than ten minutes. "That's the end of the story."

Bernadette asked, "If it were you, what would you do?"

Edward thought for a moment and said, "I will try to avoid cutting wood near the river so that the axe will not fall."

"???"

Bernadette was stunned.

"The reason why fairy tales are fairy tales is that the world in the stories is often simple and pure. Good is good and bad is bad. But it's different in reality. The river god asked, 'Did you drop this golden axe?' He just asked, 'Is it you who dropped it?' He didn't say he would give it to you. Maybe if I chose the golden axe, he would chop me to death with the golden axe, and if I chose the silver axe, he would chop me to death with the silver axe."

Edward shrugged. "Isn't the extraordinary world always like this?"

"You mean the Hidden Sage?"

When she asked this, Edward was confused. What did it have to do with the hidden sage?

But he quickly realized that the hidden sage who seemed to be a spirit with extraordinary characteristics seemed to be just as he described. When you pray to Him for knowledge, He will respond to you with joy, and then fill you to death with excessive knowledge! Pollute you! Make you lose control!

Bernadette smiled and said, "Don't worry about Him. After my father was promoted to the Emperor of Knowledge, I no longer need to worry about the influence of the 'Hidden Sage'. I can abide by the motto of 'Do whatever you want, but don't hurt' and continue on this path."

After a few seconds of pause, he said, "Although my father later switched to another path, I am still little affected by the Hidden Sage, don't worry."

I have nothing to worry about.

Edward complained silently, but said, "Your Majesty, I have a batch of materials that I would like to trouble you to purchase. Just like before, you can accept a certain premium."

Seeing that she did not refuse, Edward wrote down Audrey's three series of materials on paper. Audrey was rich anyway, and he would have to collect these materials sooner or later.

Bernadette took the note and took a look at it, a little surprised: "Are these the materials required for the high-level audience path? Are you collecting them for your girlfriend?"

"right."

It was not surprising that she could tell that it was material from the audience's channel, after all, the pituitary gland and brain of the Psychic Dragon were clearly written.

"Where did you get it from, Psychological Alchemy Society?"

Edward thought about it and did not hide anything. He briefly told what happened in the morning.

Bernadette's brows immediately furrowed. "A giant spiritual dragon from ancient times? It is impossible for such a being to show kindness to others without reason."

"Besides, my dad once told me, 'Be careful of your audience.'

Edward nodded. "I understand that, but in that situation, if I don't accept His kindness, I might face His malice. This is not a choice."

Bernadette was silent.

After a moment, she said seriously: "Since He has given you the 'reward' in advance, He naturally believes that you will most likely follow His request... Perhaps He has already completed a very secret hypnosis on you."

Edward was startled, his heart suddenly beating wildly.

Hypnosis! Psychological suggestion!

These are the specialties of the audience channel. How could Audrey and I not have thought about this at all? This is telling!

But he immediately thought of something. He first talked about the situation of ignoring hypnosis and psychological suggestion, and then expressed his doubts, "But, as long as we tell our experience at that time to someone who understands the audience's path, won't he immediately realize the problem?"

"Spiritual Plague."

Bernadette said, "Generally speaking, mental plagues quietly plant the seeds of 'contagious madness' in the target's mental island, which then spreads to the people around them, making everyone crazy. But it can also use 'ignore hypnosis' as a seed to spread to others."