Alice's Dream Club

Of course, the second generation doesn't know whether Lynch is really a stubborn donkey in essence, but the second generation admires this kind of recklessness to check whether it is right or wrong.

It's not that they are brave and resourceful. If so many arrangements are considered brave and resourceful, then the second generation really thinks that no one can be called resourceful.

So she likes Lynch's perseverance and courage to face possible mistakes.

She thinks this is a kind of empathy that people engaged in scientific research and academics can find.

After returning to the room where she hadn’t been back for a few days, lying in the velvet coffin, the Second King was a little restless for a long time: the information she got from the blood clan made her very worried that she was really with Princess Death Song It is related to the representative of the past, and even at a certain point in the future, I really became the representative and sprinkled death on the world.

This worry stems from her disordered and missing memories. Looking back carefully, the second generation can't even recall her own childhood.

It seems that I am what I am now after I am conscious, and I have been wandering since I have memories.

Things before Nicole Flamel are completely lost.

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and the more he thought about it, the more irritable he became. The oppressed emotion made the Second King curl up subconsciously, and the feeling of panic could not be covered even by the pain caused by his knee hitting the coffin board.

"I knew you would think about it."

Alice's voice suddenly rang in the ears of the Second King, and he opened his eyes suddenly, and what he saw was Alice's delicate face.

She was looking at herself with slightly helpless eyes, sniffing her nose vigorously, and the second generation said with a stiff mouth: "I just want to curl up and sleep, so you are just thinking about it."

"Oh, then I'm leaving."

"Oh, don't, don't, don't... I was thinking about it..."

Unlike ordinary people who would seek spiritual comfort in sudden helplessness, the Second Emperor said so after stopping Alice.

"Do you have sleeping pills over there? Give me two pills to let me sleep well. The bed over there is too soft, and I have insomnia."

Hearing this, Alice was stunned for a moment, and Alice pointed to the wall clock in her room.

"It's morning."

II: "...??"

"And Hermes is here too."

Hearing this name, the Second King immediately crawled out of the coffin. Although he didn't expect that he would spend the whole night hypocritically, it was obvious that the arrival of Hermes was related to whether he could sleep soundly tonight.

Seeing the second prince in a hurry, Alice couldn't help but smiled lightly.

She placed a jar of sleeping pills on the staggered coffin boards and went to set the clock back to midnight.

"Sleep well, good night."

Second Prince: "...you're going to make fun of me? Alice, are you human!?"

As if to respond to the Second Emperor's expectations, Hermes came to the club the next morning, and it was just after the sun was shining.

Like the timing, the way he arrived was different from those who came to trade: he came in through the window.

Naturally, Hermes, who was judged to be an act only for thieves, was held down on the ground by Alice without any explanation and taught him a lesson. When Lynch learned that Hermes was coming, the brother's handsome face, which matched the legend with reality, had turned into a pig's head.

When Lynch saw that face, he managed to suppress his smile by relying on the dagger stabbed in the back by Alice.

Glancing at the window that was pried open, Lynch asked curiously: "The main entrance is right next to you and you don't go, or do you mean that the club you see only has windows but no doors?"

This question caused Hermes to show an embarrassing expression. He scratched his head and said shyly, "This...probably is an occupational disease..."

Thinking back on the position of Hermes, Lynch decided to leave a glorious image of the legendary god to the audience.

——God TM is in charge of commerce, travellers, thieves and animal husbandry, so he left a thief's occupational disease!

Using divine power to heal the marks left by Fatty's beating on his face, Hermes asked a little respectfully: "I don't know Shenting...ah no, what is the club looking for me for?"

"There is something that needs to be returned to its original owner."

He gestured to Alice, and not long after she disappeared, the sound of smashing echoed in her ears.

The intensity intensified, and soon changed from demolition to a small-scale armed conflict. In the midst of this movement, there were angry shouts from the Second King. There are almost endless words such as "I fought with you today", "You are so serious", "I was wrong, I was wrong, don't hit me", "I will die with a zombie face", and so on.

Of course, only Lynch and Mu Xinyi could hear this movement, and they probably knew that this kind of "family scandal" should not be "publicized".

"Shall I persuade you?" Seeing the sign that the two of them hadn't finished fighting, Mu Xinyi asked in a low voice beside Lynch.

"If you go to die, I won't stop me. When they get angry, they even kill me."

Mu Xinyi immediately gave up this idea.

Finally, the sound of fighting stopped, and the two finally came to the business hall from the residential area. At this time, the two of them were covered with stains, and their original intact clothes had turned into tattered cloth; In an unkempt state, you can even see wisps of gunpowder smoke rising above the messy chicken coop.

Alice handed over the piece of emerald jade to Lynch, and then pointed to the living area of ​​the Second King.

The meaning is obvious: one more game.

Apparently, the second generation cared more about the substandard foreigner who arrived. Of course, he has no right to call others a foreigner if he has white hair.

He sat down on the ground directly, and made a cowardly look at Alice, "If you have the ability, beat me to death now".

Regardless of the love and hatred between the two, Lynch put the jade on the bar.

"This should be your thing."

Seeing that jade, Hermes' eyes tightened for a moment.

Seeing his reaction to Cuiyulu, Lynch tapped on the table lightly: "But before returning the property to its original owner, I have something to ask you."

A cunning light flashed in Hermes' eyes, and Lynch was not disappointed, he immediately denied this statement.

"What is this? But judging from its appearance, it should be worth a lot of money."

"This is called Cuiyulu. It is the creation of a trinity 'God'. He condensed all alchemy into 13 sentences and engraved it on it. One of the trinity is called Hermes."

"The Emerald Jade Record?" Hermes was surprised for a moment, "It's something left by the Egyptian pharaoh. It's really very old."

"So you mean it's not your thing anymore?"

Hermes nodded.

"Although mortals later pinched my identity with that Pharaoh, and I also kneaded with God Thoth and Pharaoh Hermes, but rumors are always rumors, just because of the spread of beliefs and certain aspects. It’s just that the image has been brought together by your hope, the person you are looking for is not me, nor am I the owner of this emerald jade record.”

When that sly light appeared, Lynch knew that he would definitely not recognize it.

Regardless of his reasons for denying it, at least his initial reaction proved that this jade was definitely related to him.

Shaking his head and sighing, Lynch turned his head towards Mu Xinyi behind him.

In Hermes' line of sight, a well-dressed woman slowly faded out of her figure. She had a beautiful face that he felt slightly familiar with. If it wasn't for the blood of the East, Hermes would even try to treat her This kind of women with a style that I have never touched is pursuing.

"Who is this?"

Mu Xinyi thought for a while, then said with a smile: "My father whipped you."

Hermes: "...Huh?"

"More than six hundred years ago, the secret realm opened on the west side of Mount Everest in the Himalayas, oh, it should be outside the gate of dreams for you. This jade is the spoils my father got from you."

When he mentioned more than six hundred years ago, and also mentioned the gate of dreams, Hermes knew that no matter how much he pretended to be stupid, it would be useless.

Because the heir of the person concerned stood in front of him.

Rubbing his forehead and being silent for a moment, he finally admitted: "Strictly speaking, I have a tie with that person."

Instead of continuing to use the cruel historical truth to tear down the stage, Mu Xinyi came behind the bar after tearing off Hermes' disguise.

Her outfit today looks a bit like a bartender, but the black straight trousers, slightly baggy white shirt, and tie casually tied under the collar give her a more casual beauty hidden in her ability.

She was making drinks for the two who were about to get into the topic, Lynch didn't care about Mu Xinyi's performance, and looked at Hermes again.

"Are you willing to admit it now?"

"It happened for a reason," Hermes nodded, "I hope you can understand."

Picking up the exquisite emerald green jade slab, Hermes' eyes gradually became clouded.

With the appearance of this line of sight, his temperament has gradually changed slightly. The cunning and treacherous market atmosphere faded away, replaced by the eternal seriousness called wisdom and finding out the truth.

"As for why I, who was once regarded as a 'god', became like this now, I believe that the truly omniscient club does not need me to talk about it, but before answering your question, I do have one thing that needs to be emphasized again with you."

"Aren't you one of that trinity?"

"Yes," Hermes tilted his head and wrote the wine glass handed by Mu Xinyi, "Our clan system was born a little earlier than the Egyptian clan system. In that chaotic era, believers could almost be said to be The only reason for declaring war at any time, but also because this kind of meaningless competition between each other allows the information and ideas of the other side to be introduced into the other side's camp, so..."

After a pause, Hermes shook his head and smiled wryly: "It's really the same name."

"The classification of later generations will not be mentioned for the time being. I have become like this because of that pharaoh with the same name."

Lynch never expected to be implicated because of the same name. He nodded and signaled Hermes to continue.