Alice's Dream Club

After Mu Xinyi left, Er Shi spoke quietly.

"It's not me picking things up. By the way, Alice, you can always know what the boss is thinking about, right? Miss Mu is hurting you in disguise!"

Mu Xinyi, who was supposed to have already left, suddenly appeared at the door of the kitchen after the Second King finished speaking. She smiled and waved at the Second King, and then shifted her gaze to Alice.

"She's on fire, beat her up."

II: "...!?"

Glancing at the two who were starting to sharpen their knives, Lynch quietly moved aside with the soy milk.

To be honest, as the relationship between the three of them got closer and closer, sooner or later the three of them would have to dismantle this club.

Turning his head to avoid the flying kitchen knife, he left the kitchen leisurely.

It's all trouble, but generally speaking, it's a good thing. After all, no one likes their own home to be lifeless, and no one wants to connect the fetters of each other because they deliberately want to kill each other.

Of course, Alice tried every means to kill herself, which was a special case, and she couldn't use hobbies to forcibly elevate her to the level of interpersonal relationships.

Although someone was fighting, in the end Alice and the second king still didn't fight, maybe it was over. Anyway, the second king who came to him had a lock of unidentifiable hair in his mouth.

"Boss, how on earth did you arrange that trader? You didn't tell the eldest lady that it was to prevent her lack of acting skills from being exposed, so you can always tell me what you think?"

"Isn't it time for you to say that your brain is not enough?"

"I bite you?"

Sitting down on his old man's reclining chair, Lynch sighed softly.

Lynch said contentedly after the second made tea for him and fed the bird with his mouth full of displeasure.

"It's not his special ability that I decided to take away, but the 'imprint left by the gods'," he said as he opened his hand, and an observation picture appeared in his palm. The general imprint, although the second generation doesn't know where it is, but it is enough to determine through the surrounding environment that it can do nothing but glow and heat. "I'm still quite interested in this thing, saying Don't you think things are getting more and more interesting?"

"Yes, yes, yes, boss, you can tell the key points."

Slapping the projection away with a slap, Er Shi swayed impatiently.

"The point is that even if the young lady doesn't try to induce him, he still has to return to the Muxiu Society—when the contract removed the saint's 'divinity', I found that her consciousness has become quite closely related to the 'divinity' The main culprit of this entanglement is the 'God's Punishment' that the saint encountered before, and this is also the fundamental reason why she has been in a coma."

"Then what does this have to do with his return to Muxiu Society?"

"The general 'blessing' needs a medium to be passed on to the agent, such as the commonly known 'Bible' and some items used for sacrifices, such as stone tablets, statues, etc. These are the bridges between man and god. A medium of communication bridge."

After thinking for a while, the Second King clapped his fists: "In other words, he must go back and find the medium, and completely cut off this 'connection' from the root."

"That's not right," the second generation pouted after speaking, "Doesn't this make our club too low, and we can't even completely cut it off."

"What does it have to do with us?" Lynch took a leisurely sip of the fragrant tea, only to find that the second generation actually used fucking cold water to make the tea, "...His appeal is to let Kallen get rid of her status as a saint and have a better life." Karen has indeed got rid of her identity as a saint and can rely on the information he stole in exchange for the careful care of the shepherd, our work has been successfully completed."

"... Boss, are you making unreasonable words?"

"If he said 'completely sever contact with Muxiushe', then I would personally help him smash Muxiushe, but the fact is that, he has no appeal, and the club has no reason to help him so much on his own initiative. I lost my worth by going to help."

"Looking at it this way, it is indeed the case..."

Standing up and stretching his body, Nishi ended the topic.

"By the way, boss, I may have to go out frequently recently, do you need to ask for a permit?"

"Then you need this."

A very old-fashioned key suddenly floated in front of the Second Emperor.

"Don't lose it, the enamel gold of the former Ming Dynasty, if you lose it, you will lose a lot of money..."

II: "..."

To be honest, the second generation feels that there may never be anything that is not an antique in the club. I have never heard of a door key that is made of enamel gold from the Ming Dynasty!

Maybe the door lock has to be the anti-theft structure of Tianbao glazed fire dragon roof.

Lynch didn't ask II what he was going out to do recently. He had no reason and was also not interested. The club was not a cage. Most of the time, he still hoped that the three girls in the family could go out more to do their own things.

After the Second King left, a projection was thrown in front of him by the raven in the birdcage, and it showed a picture of Mu Xinyi who had just returned to Mu's house.

Rushing back to Mu's house without stopping, Mu Xinyi went directly to the small courtyard where Zhuang Yan was.

Lynch's message on the wall has been wiped clean. After seeing Uncle Zhang, the latter activated the isolation ban outside the courtyard after nodding in response.

Physical and mental exhaustion made Zhuang Yan who was lying on the table let out a slight snoring sound, and when he came to his side, Mu Xinyi slammed the food box on the stone table heavily.

"...!?"

After waking up, Zhuang Yan jumped several meters in an instant, and was about to put on a defensive posture, but when he saw Mu Xinyi, he immediately remembered that he was already in the Mu family.

With an apologetic smile, he carried the food box into the main room.

The sound of the bowl breaking told Mu Xinyi that something must have happened, and this incident was definitely related to Lynch's close relationship with her.

Not long after, Zhuang Yan came out of the room, his face was slightly gloomy, but he was a little relieved.

"I should have thought of it earlier..."

"What should have been thought of earlier?" Mu Xinyi asked.

Sitting on the stone bench, he let out a long sigh, and his solemn eyes gradually became sharper: "It's nothing, by the way, this is the information you want, Ms. Mu."

Taking out a thick file bag from his pocket and putting it on the table, he didn't move his hand on it, but changed the subject seriously.

"Miss Mu, taking out this information is very sensitive to my situation, so..."

"Are you planning to ask me to help you find a way out?"

"Yes, not all of it," Sensing the playfulness in Mu Xinyi's tone, Zhuang Yan knew that these things alone were not enough, "I hope to sign another cooperation agreement with Ms. Mu."

"Tell me." Mu Xinyi no longer concealed the amusement in her tone.

Although this emotion, she thought it was the excitement and curiosity of finally knowing how Lynch arranged it.

"I hope that Ms. Mu and the Mu family can take care of Karen for me temporarily, and I will continue to go back to the Muxiu Club to get the information and materials that the Mu family needs. Of course, I can guarantee that if I am caught, I will never be exposed. The Mu family is behind me, after all Karen is my hostage in the Mu family."

"That's a good proposal." Although Zhuang Yan still didn't specify what exactly happened, the play had already begun to play in the direction written in the script, "And then?"

"And because of the fact that I collected these materials, I have been targeted by the jury, so I hope Miss Mu can come forward to prove the 'cooperative relationship between you and me', and the reason for the cooperation has already been determined at the beginning. The purpose of the home and the Muxiu Society is the same', I wonder if you would be willing to help me with this, Miss Mu? Otherwise, it will still be troublesome for me to go back."

"That's no problem," Mu Xinyi nodded, but her words changed abruptly, "You don't even have that mark, how can you go back?"

"This is actually simple."

After the words fell, the mark reappeared on his forehead.

The difference from before is that Mu Xinyi no longer has the feeling of being peeped and looked at, from the eyes of a certain existence to the ordinary "tattoo" now.

"The imprints of the high councilors of Muxiu Society are all independent, so there is no possibility of being discovered, and the gods they believe in can only convey clear meanings to everyone through the saintess. In terms of security, I still have considerable The degree of protection, and will not expose any information to other members of the Muxiu Society that may implicate the shepherd family."

"Since you have already made arrangements, then you can set the time yourself." Putting a mobile phone on the table, Mu Xinyi got up and walked out of the courtyard, "My phone number is stored in it. As for your holy Talk to Uncle Zhang about the woman's request, he will arrange someone to take care of you."

"Then thank you very much."

After the courtyard door was closed by Mu Xinyi, she solemnly and quickly returned to the room where Karen was resting.

Coming to the bedside and looking at that pretty face like a sleeping beauty, he couldn't hide the remorse for his mistake in his heart.

The request was made because she was too anxious. Now that I think about it, I completely forgot the fact that Kallen was punished and was connected to the sacred objects of the Muxiu Society. All connections, not just getting rid of the identity of the saint.

Although there was a wave of anger and resentment in his heart about the current situation, Zhuang Yan didn't think it was the responsibility of the club.

That place had no reason to take the initiative to help him, and it only removed the mark on his body and erased the personality loyal to Mu Xiushe that he could not control, but it did not completely deprive him of his ability. To be honest, Majestic even felt something that had never existed in the rumors—human touch.

If there is really a god behind the club, solemnly believe that god is the real god. Other sects have always said that their gods love the world, but there are a few like the club, which just ask for an equivalent exchange, and In some way does it take care of the world?

Sighing, solemnly caressing Kallen's face.

"It seems that our plan to fly far away will be delayed a little bit."