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Mrs. Willis glanced at the face. Dontes’s face was not smiling at all:

"Your past, your experiences in Desi Bay and the Southland are more exciting than all the novels I have seen, and people want to have the same experience."

Of course, this is based on a true story, thanks to Anderson Hood, a hunter who always runs around... Klein, while looking at the creamy cake, smiles low:

"Because I only said something interesting, there are a lot of things I don't want to recall."

He simply said something and began to enjoy desserts, but after Mrs. Willis and other women heard the words, they inexplicably remembered the name of a best-selling novel: "A Man with a Story." In their eyes, Dawn Dontes is like this, the surface is like a quiet lake, but the bottom is not visible, there are many surprises hidden, and a lot of pain is buried.

At 9:40, the dinner ended. Some of the gentlemen and ladies went to the card room and were ready to play for two hours in Texas. The remaining men went to the living room and planned to chat for a while. This did not exclude Mrs. Miss from joining, but because of smoking. There are many and inevitably colored topics, so no women are involved. They are either down to the first floor, surrounded by the piano, listening to the active performers, singing softly, or playing with two or three people. .

Klein chose to go to the second floor living room, and a small number of private chats helped him to be accepted by the circle as soon as possible.

Entering the room, he observed the environment, went straight to the window, opened it, and then pulled the high back chair down.

Klein just finished this series of actions, and saw the host of today's dinner, Portland Momont, holding a pipe, laughing happily:

“Men always need a little space of their own.”

He is an old man with a loud voice, tall and ruddy face. He looks like a 60-year-old, his hair is still thick, but he is all white. The facial features are very typical Lun ordinary people, and they have no special features.

"Yes, when the ladies are there, they must take into account the image and consider their feelings. I wanted to kiss it an hour ago." Hailuer’s father, Mr. Maht, took out a magnificent silver metal case. From the inside, I took out the cigarette.

The same is true for other men who come to the living room, with magical pipes or cigarettes in their hands.

In the flashing light, a smog of smoke lingered, giving the room a feeling that yesterday's smog had not dissipated.

After closing the eyes for a few seconds, Portland Momont looked sideways at the guests next to the window:

"Dawn, don't you smoke?"

Klein clenched his fists, pressed his mouth, and coughed two channels:

"I haven't healed yet, the doctor told me not to smoke recently."

Frankly speaking, he is about to be picked up now, but fortunately he has just smartly chosen the position next to the window.

This group of big smokers... Klein bent his right index finger and rubbed it in front of his nostrils.

He would like to use the extraordinary ability of the "magician" to create invisible invisible air thin tubes and extend them out to attract fresh air and get rid of the harm of second-hand smoke, but considering the presence of the men in the room may hide the extraordinary And wisely gave up on this idea.

Portland Momont heard the words, haha ​​smiled:

"I heard Bishop Electra say that you are sick without a reason, you are missing a wife!"

The professor is a believer in the “Steam of Steam and Machinery”, but his wife believes in the “Goddess of the Night”, so he settled in the Berkrund Street near the Church of St. Sai, and often visited the bishops. communicate with.

Is this a teasing that I am still thinking about a woman? Really can't see it, Bishop Electra turned out to be a man who likes to pass on rumors... It's all the "magic mirror" of Arrods's fault! Klein groaned a few words and shook his head and smiled:

“I respect the marriage very much. If I don’t have the right goal, I would rather be single.”

At this time, Mr. Willis, a senior employee of the Beckland City Hall, spit out the smoke circle:

“Actually, I am very envious of Daun’s current single status, which means I can pursue any type of lady.”

He deliberately used accent on any type, so that everyone in the living room made a sly laugh.

Daun Dontes has a wide range of preferences. Has it been passed on this block for any type of attractive woman? Klein controlled his right hand and did not subconsciously slap the forehead. He only felt that he had deep temperament and there was a subtle change in the image of the new rich man who had a long talk.

He was the first to suspect that the big mouth of Archbishop Electra had said it, and then he felt that his steward Walter took the initiative to let the servants spread.

Because there is no shortcoming, a very attractive man will always be unconsciously rejected by other same-sex people in the circle, but when he has a slap in the face, it is easy to make people feel close.

For this little color ridicule, Klein was not angry, quite deliberately deliberately smiled:

"So I will choose the difficulty, single to the present."

"Haha." Portland Momont and others laughed at the same time.

Mr. Maht said immediately:

"What you need is a little ability to make decisions, a good marriage, a good family, and great help for men."

He no longer jokes and carefully persuaded him.

It seems that no matter which world, can not escape the fate of being forced to marry ... Klein gently beheaded, casually swept the window, admire the night scene of the Portland Momont home garden.

At this time, he saw a figure, wearing a dark green dress, Hailuer. Maht is walking along the path, walking alone into the depths of the garden, and sometimes pauses, looking around, seems to be looking for something.

Was this lady not playing the piano? How did you suddenly go to the garden? When Klein regained his gaze, the back of Hailuer had been covered by a bunch of flowers.

When guests attend dinners, dances, leave the hall and enter the garden, it is not a rude behavior, because walking under the moon and blowing the floral night wind is a very special thing, but this often means a retreat. .

Who is the peace of the sea? No, unlike no one in today’s coming, she can really give her a “head-up” look, although the frightening in the sewers made her look less arrogant and even occasionally depressed, but deep inside, It seems that it is still not ordinary people... to deal with the negative effects of magical items? This is unreasonable. Finding a lounge or going to the bathroom is stronger than going to the garden, and it will be more subtle. When she is at the dance party, she also goes to the third floor, not the garden... Klein removes all kinds of possibilities, and the heart is preliminary. Have a guess:

From the posture of Hairouer in sensing or looking for something, she seems to have discovered an abnormality, ready to go to close observation and processing?

This means that Professor Portland Momont has a supernatural situation at home?

If it is true, the professor or a person in his family is not simple... The bishops of the Saint Seychelles church often come to visit and have not found anything!

Well, the "stolen" is certainly unique in some aspects of its ability to sense and observe...

Klein didn't have the idea of ​​interfering with things outside, because the problems that can be detected by Hailuer are not too dangerous, and it is very close to the church of Saint-Saill, there is no secret, no one wants to make a big noise, and it will be very restrained. .

At this time, Mr. Maht in the living room broke free from the influence of the last vulgar joke and looked at Portland Momont:

"I heard that you are leaving the University of Bekland?"

Professor Portland Momont took a breath of pipe:

"Yes, the Higher Education Council wants me to be the principal of the newly formed Bakerland University of Technology. Oh, although most of my wealth is based on those alloys, my best area is mechanical engineering.

"They promised to build better laboratories there, give more money, and, by my age, more autonomy and better helpers are indeed more important."

Mr. Willis echoed and laughed:

"And Beckland University will have one more vacant professor, and those senior associate professors who have waited for more than a decade and decades have finally had a chance."

In the Lun Higher Education System, the professor is not only a professional title, but also a position, equivalent to the department head, so there can only be one.

Beckland University of Technology... Klein listened with a smile and spoke freely on topics that he didn't understand.

............

In the garden, Hailuer came to a gloomy corner.

She had just discovered that the ants and other creatures on the ground had abnormal gatherings, and inspiration also felt that something was hidden here.

This is the talent brought by her own sequence, and there have never been mistakes before.

——She can pick out the hidden items from several sealed boxes without any additional assistance. Of course, she can't tell what it is, only knowing that it is more precious than others.

Just like Mr. Daun Dontes, there must be very valuable items on the body... Hailuer's micro-hook corners, turning his attention to the dirt that looks a bit soft in front.

She sensed that a lot of spirituality was gathering underneath, creating an attraction for insects and ghosts.

Not the human body, some used spiritual materials... They should have been discarded separately, and the results were buried together, causing unnecessary changes... Hailuer’s eyes became darker, never concealed spiritual features and The changes were interpreted under the soil.

Her chin was slightly lifted, and she looked back at the small building and thought that there was at least one supernatural ability in the Portland Momont family.

And if you don't deal with this problem in the garden corner, then in a few days, here and several nearby houses will be haunted!

Hairouer took back his gaze, extended his left hand, pointed at the dirt in front, gently gripped and twisted his wrist.

The spirituality gathered there suddenly disappeared and seemed to have been stolen.

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