Taliliqi got close to his body and stretched out all the vines on one side towards the image in the circle. He looked almost a thousand years younger now, like a ball of hair clinging to a mirror - the static electricity in it was so powerful. However, this ecstasy did not last long. He quickly patted his shoulder and asked:
"I said, what you are showing me is not a dream scene, is it? Some kind of fabricated false scene...Here. Look at the mark next to it." He pointed with another tentacle, and lit with the third tentacle. Yi Cha's forehead said, "This is the mark of my manor. It represents me! It should have been burned long ago! What's going on?"
"This is not a hallucination," Icha said.
"Don't try to deceive me. I will find out, I really will find out." Taliqi said, "You don't think I don't even know my own storage room! If you use fake illusions to trick me - —”
"So you see this is not an illusion."
Icha took the tentacles off his forehead:
"It is true that the manor in the Cradle of Dreamers cannot be restored. But most of the essence treasures have been collected by us in advance, and as you can see, they have been properly preserved.
Outside this storage room, there are three other storage rooms, fifteen culture rooms, and a large laboratory customized for you. Everything is new, suitable and sufficient. Just waiting for the master to apply them.
Plus, I left enough space for living and seating areas. I think even masters and disciples with a deep friendship like ours, who have direct access to souls, would agree to keep some privacy for each other——"
Icha stopped. He could render it for another ten minutes, but I'm afraid it would be counterproductive. Taliliqi stared at him and at the picture in the circle, as if he was hesitating whether to believe the devil's words like this.
"Not bad. Very good." Man Ling said very slowly, unable to hide the creaking sound he made - which represented yearning. "But you didn't mention where it is. Tell me its location and we will go together. have a look."
"Where you want it to be is up to you. Where do you want it to be?"
They looked at each other.
Ta Liliqi chuckled.
"What are you talking about? So, what are you showing me?"
Man Ling snorted, and countless vines stretched out from his body, covering the tops of the stone pillars, surrounding them, "You said, you prepared a new garden for me? You? Ichaint?" He was spherical. His body swelled so much that the whole pillar began to sway - he was like an octopus holding a chip and preparing to eat it. He also made a mocking face at the fries, the menace in his tone reappearing.
"Cunning devil." He had described it this way many times, but this time it was true.
Yi Cha looked at Man Ling - to be precise, he just looked at the side with more tentacles - and stretched his newly attached hand into the circle in front of him.
The picture rippled slightly. Yi Cha stretched his arm up to the elbow and pulled it out without much fumbling. The hand was clenched into an airtight fist, which looked at least twice as big as before. He spread his big fist in front of Ta Liliqi's face, with several transparent culture jars placed squarely on his palm.
Man Ling moved his tentacles to look at the picture in the circle. There were a few jars missing on the shelf.
Those tentacles suddenly turned around again.
"Look."
Yi Cha shook the jars in front of Man Ling's face, "You know if this is an illusion."
Immediately two vines swung from both sides and snatched them away. The jars were lifted high into the sky, paused, and disappeared among the many branches.
After more than ten seconds, Taliliqi returned to its original size.
A hole opened in the middle of Man Ling's body, and dozens of vines were still raised high, staring at Yi Cha, like a frog with its tongue raised waiting for a mosquito to pounce in.
"good."
Taliliqi said suddenly - cheerfully, patting the devil on the head with one of the branches. He was happy again, amiable, and lost interest in the harvest.
"Perfect. That's it. You have to keep your word, devil!" he yelled, but this time in an affectionate tone, "I've already figured out where to build my new home!"
…
From a certain perspective, Manling is always "difficult", but Yicha has almost mastered the method of dealing with Taliliqi a long time ago.
In the eyes of the Great Life Master, any suitable creature can be regarded as a sample, and trying to escape from this situation will only be in vain.
But on the other hand, it also means that he sees them in a nurturing light. He will be concerned about whether the temperature and humidity are right, whether there is enough food, and whether the feces produced is not excessively accumulated.
This is actually quite considerate. Therefore, Icha was not at all concerned about the treatment Naruf received while under Talliqi's care. This was partially confirmed during that hasty visit - Naruf's room was in good order.
After calming down the great life master's anger, they were finally able to sit down and discuss the matter.
According to Taliliqi, all he lacked was time, materials and tools.
"I have designed a brand new theory. I just need to try it. Just in time! Once you help me prepare the laboratory, we can start."
The Great Life Master happily slapped a few branches, "Although you may not agree with the application of soul energy, I have to say that during this period, Chaos Hell's attempts at soul sublimation have given me a lot of good inspiration."
"I hope this inspiration has nothing to do with ghosts." Yi Cha said, "I admire your process of reshaping the demon duke last time. Why don't you consider finding a way from this aspect?"
"Did you pay attention to my lessons? Or did you start losing your memory at a young age?"
The vines knocked on the devil's head, "The situation is completely different. Wabra's soul is preserved very well, and it is too easy to cultivate a body suitable for it - he is just lucky that he was not consumed as energy before you found him. .
Naruf's body was completely intact, but his soul was gradually deactivated. If you tinker with it hastily, strange things will grow. At present, I can control the wear and tear from increasing, but if we want to return to a lively state, we need to take some special measures. "
"I'm listening. I hope it's not a ghost." Icha repeated his point.
"I will not make up my words!" Taliliqi said decisively - any ghost can judge that he is a racist just by these words. "What I have to do is to restore him to a perfect state, so that he will not be ruined." What kind of ghost did he become? And from Vegamon we learn—"
He prolonged his tone and waited for the answer, and then he blinked, "Is it important to strengthen the cervical spine?"
"We learn another way to inspire the soul!"
Taliliqi whipped it, "We stimulate it as much as possible. It will swell up like an angry dragon dolphin."
"You've roasted him over the fire."
"How can this be called stimulation?" Man Ling made a crackling sound, "I'm talking about torture. Real torture. I will use means to forcefully wake him up - although it won't last long, it will be enough for him to experience torture.
What we have to do is - turn everything and every living thing he cares into crumbs in front of him. "
Yi Cha paused for a moment, "And then laughed next to him?"
"You are really a devil! Cruel devil!" Talliqi shouted.
