Lord of the Witches

In Meser City, which has already fallen into the night, the scenery in each district is very different.

Midtown Avenue is still brightly lit, fully worthy of the title of "Messer Business Card". The Bronx District is still so cold and chaotic, exuding the atmosphere that no strangers should enter. The Newton District still exudes a heavy sense of history, mixed with Some artistic atmosphere...they together outline a picture.

A police car was shuttling through the streets between Newton and Lopez without honking its horn, but driving at a constant speed under the illumination of the lights, because the streets were paved with bricks and stones, a little bit bumpy.

It was Stana who was driving.

It wasn't that Tang Qi deliberately played big cards and insisted on escorting the most beautiful sergeant of the Mercer Police Department.

It was Stana who insisted on giving it away. In fact, Tang Qi originally wanted Gideon.

After all, he is an old man, so he must have a lot of experience. Tang Qi thinks that he can have a good chat with Gideon.

But since Stana took the lead, Gideon could only back down.

At this moment, Tang Qi was sitting on the back seat, playing with a silver wine jug, and wondering whether he should also buy a car?

This idea was quickly denied by Tang Qi himself.

Why buy a car when someone picks you up?

He is a consultant, isn't he, and a very rare mysterious side consultant, wouldn't it be great to enjoy the pick-up and drop-off by Sergeant Yu?

Although at this time, Miss Yu herself is not very good. Stana was driving the car, but from the corner of her eye, she glanced at Tang Qi from time to time. There was a look of curiosity that could not be concealed in his gaze, and the source of curiosity was naturally the flagon in Tang Qi's hand.

She could guess that it was Tang Qi's spoils after the death of the wraith.

What she was curious about was probably the function of the jug. Why did a prop in a movie turn into an extraordinary thing in the end?

It's just that she was reserved, so she didn't ask any questions.

Tang Qi naturally knew this, but he still had no intention of giving Stana an answer.

The reason, apart from being a bad character.

What's more, Tang Qi didn't know whether Stana, the Royal Sister Sheriff, should be allowed to enter the mysterious side too much. She is now in a novice stage even newer than Tang Qi.

And one of the common problems of novices is curiosity, curious about everything on the mysterious side.

But even if Stana really wants to enter this world, should Tang Qi lead her?

After several days of getting along, Tang Qi still liked the Sergeant Yujie very much. She is a warm woman under her cold appearance, and most importantly, she looks beautiful.

Especially the expression of hating Tang Qi, but having to obey, can be regarded as a little fun that Tang Qi can enjoy in the process of nervously preparing the "plan" in his heart. So, maybe it's because of his bad personality.

The final decision, of course, is not to answer.

He is not Stana's mentor, and he doesn't have the time to be a mentor now.

Tang Qi completely ignored Stana's curious gaze, flipped his palm, put away the "Eternal Wine", then slowly took out a bunch of tangled hair from another pocket, and began to untie it patiently.

Wonderful knot!

This strange object is now one of Tang Qi's daily routines.

Every time a hair knot is untied, while freeing the entangled girl's soul, there is also a chance to obtain a piece of knowledge.

Although there are not many opportunities to gain knowledge, there is only one time so far. A pair of twin sisters from the Mohawk tribe gave Tang Qi the Mohawk language before they were liberated, making them proficient in this ancient language very quickly.

However, Tang Qi still enjoys doing it, and in the process, he can also exercise his control over the mental power in his body.

It's a pity that before he could untie the next hair knot, the car's speed, which was originally slow, suddenly started to speed up.

No, it should be said that it finally returned to normal.

Tang Qi has always believed that once Stana touches the steering wheel, like the sheriff, she is more like a racing driver.

The slow look before was probably the result of Stana's efforts to suppress it.

Seeing that she couldn't get an answer from Tang Qi, Stana immediately returned to her original state. The police car with its lights on was like a flash of lightning, and quickly passed through the streets. A few minutes later, it stopped at the entrance of a dark street.

The car door opened, and Tang Qi's figure stepped down.

Stana in the driver's seat glanced at the dark street behind Tang Qi, with a look of worry on her face, and was about to ask Tang Qi why he came here so late and whether he needed protection. But soon the female sheriff remembered the scene of Tang Qi fighting the Dugong Siren that night.

Because he signed a consultant contract with Tang Qi that he didn't need to do anything, and his confusion today almost made Stana really think that Tang Qi was a weak high school student with no power to restrain his chicken.

Who would have thought?

That night, this little guy was in a mess, okay?

Thinking of this, Stana couldn't help giving Tang Qi a blank look, and stopped saying hello. As soon as the accelerator was put on, the police car roared away immediately.

"What a narrow-minded woman!"

Tang Qi silently threw the pot on Stana's head and muttered.

Then, Tang Qi turned around and walked into the dark street.

This is not a long street, no need for street lights, just walk out after a few steps, and the front of you is suddenly clear.

What appeared in front of Tang Qi at this moment was a park.

There are two dim light poles at the entrance, and under some dangling lights, the words "Blue Bear Park" are reflected.

Although Messer City is a city with a strong industrial atmosphere, those large factories such as steel and oil are located in the suburbs. The green environment in the urban area is actually very good. For example, the Chinese City Park, which is no different from a small forest.

In contrast, Blue Bear Park is a small place with no sense of existence. Less famous than the other, but more refined "Larch Park" is even more miserable.

Especially at night, no one came.

Because it is too close to the Bronx, night runners, homeless people, and dating couples will deliberately avoid this place. After all, no one wants to be robbed or encounter other bad luck. If one is not careful, he may die.

Tang Qi glanced at his watch, calculated the time, and muttered: "The second rest day of every week starts late at night and ends at midnight. The location is the central area of ​​Blue Bear Park. Currency and barter are also acceptable. .”

"Most of the goods are herbs collected and made by the mountain people, or food, as well as some wild animal fur. Some independent artists and or wanderers who can't afford to eat will also sell their results in the assembly, or obtain them through performances. Some rewards. Many old citizens or collectors who can’t make it through will choose to sell and exchange antiques from various eras..."

"An evening market with a unique style, or it can be called a morning market."

"I just don't know, can you find what I need?"

Tang Qi muttered the information from Professor Cassel who had turned into a plant, and at the same time his figure gradually disappeared into the depths of the park.

Yesterday's third update, coded last night, now I have time to modify and upload, today's update will be in the evening. Thanks to book friend TERRY Lingyi for the reward of 100 points, and book friend Lonely Night Walker for the reward of 1000 points, thank you very much. In addition, continue to ask everyone for recommendation tickets, hoping to break through 10,000 as soon as possible. Please everyone.