"Good guy, with a slender eyebrow, almond-shaped eyes and peach cheeks, white teeth biting his red lips, and a lingering sadness between his brows?" Angela frowned after listening to Sherzi's description, "Are you sure this is nothing? The lines described in it? How can a normal person speak like this?"
"It's very simple, because the describer is a bard, so they all talk like this." Sherzi shrugged, "If it weren't for this, Ju Ding would have to tell you about your mission this time."
"Ah, why didn't you change it?" Angela's tone sounded a little regretful.
"Okay, okay, don't make assumptions there." Sherzi, who clearly felt that he was being disliked, quickly ended the topic and pointed to the scroll in Angela's hand, "If you really don't understand, you can look at the portrait."
"I can't open this painting," Angela stretched out her hand and pulled the rolled canvas, only to find that it seemed to be stuck with glue and couldn't move at all. "Is it broken?"
"Then I don't know. How to open this scroll is also one of your test questions." Sherzi spread his hands and expressed his helplessness. "But what I can tell you is that one of the two paintings is the one I mentioned before. It has some strength." The bard who is here draws the back, and the other is the front drawn by the common man.”
After Angela heard this, she observed carefully and found that both paintings were entangled with the strong power of fate. It was probably the laws of the world that were vaguely rejecting the leakage of this information, right?
Thinking of this, Angela was ready to use magic power. Although she was still a fortune teller, she was going to change her profession to a destiny weaver after all, and she had learned a lot of relevant knowledge. Although she could not remove all the power of destiny on this scroll with her ability, it was not difficult to just remove some of it so that she could unfold the scroll.
But at this moment, one of the two scrolls in her hand was suddenly taken away.
Angela woke up and found Yi Liuling holding one of them with a complicated look on her face. Then she remembered that she had been carrying out the process alone since just now, without considering that there were two companions beside her.
This can't be blamed on her. After all, Angela, like her adoptive mother, is a fortune teller who belongs to the fundamentalist esoteric school. Before being forced to be a purple-haired man by a thinker, she basically lived alone and rarely had the concept of cooperation. But this time since it was a group mission of six people, she had to change her behavior.
"Teacher Serqi, if I'm not mistaken," Yi Liuling finally spoke while Angela was reflecting on herself. He shook the scroll in his hand at Serqi, "This should be the back view, right?"
"Not bad. Did you know before I even opened it?" Sherzi laughed and looked at Yi Liuling with admiration.
After hearing this answer, Yi Liuling took a deep breath, and then slowly unfolded the scroll.
Wait, he unfolded it?
Angela's eyes widened. Although she had just tried another painting, under her observation, the power of fate entangled in the two paintings was similar. Logically speaking, they should be the same situation. Moreover, Yi Liuling did not use any arcane spells. It seemed that as soon as he touched it with his hand, the aura on it disappeared.
Was it absorbed by him? Then you have to study it carefully.
Angela's eyes became sharp.
Yi Liuling didn't notice the complicated mental journey of his teammate. He saw a beautiful figure in the scroll. She really had a waist as strong as a willow and a soft hand as soft as a willow. It seemed that she could really bear the series of wonderful things just now. words of praise. However, the woman in this painting is wearing a black veil that covers her back, so that people can only vaguely see her bun and slender neck through the layers of translucent lace.
Looking down, the woman was wearing a black dress with a large bustle, which tightly wrapped her upper body and outlined her graceful curves. The hem of the skirt covered her legs, revealing only two white and round heels that looked like glutinous rice dumplings. They stood on top of golden high-heeled sandals, which aroused people's imagination.
Except for this young girl who is so vivid that she seems to be really standing in front of people, there are no other scenes depicted on the scroll. It seems that in the eyes of the painter, there is nothing else worthy of wasting pen and ink.
Familiar brushstrokes, familiar style, even the patterns printed on the outside of the scroll are exactly the same.
"Teacher," Yi Liuling looked at Serqi again, "Then I still have a question."
"You said it." After Sherzi escaped from the toy ghost town, he often listened to the small pipe blowing the Yi Liuling that had saved him in the first place. Although he didn't really listen to her, if he talked a lot, his basic favorability towards Yi Liuling would still be higher, and he would naturally answer questions in a pleasant manner.
"Is the bard who provided the information called Qiao Se?" Yi Liuling shook the scroll in her hand and asked solemnly.
"Ah, yes." Sherzi's memory was pretty good and he nodded, "However, even if you know him, we will not arrange for you to meet with him to ask for details. However, if you have channels to contact him yourself, I will not put one's oar in."
"You misunderstood. I just want to ask, have you all seen this Joseph?" Yi Liuling was not sure which side of the task content Serqi relayed, so she asked in a confirming manner, "This time I blindly opened the door. During the trip, I met a man named Joseph. His true identity is a demon. Does the school know?"
Although Joseph, who is most likely the Demon King, is very capable of hiding his identity, it would be a bit outrageous if he arrived at the school without being discovered.
"Oh? Is there such a thing? It should be that the demon has impersonated him, because I have seen him in person recently. Although his personality is quite strange, he is definitely a human." Sherzi explained, "This kind of thing is quite common. Yes, some areas with strict management do not tolerate gangsters, so even if the demons find ways to sneak in, they can only pretend to be others."
"That's it." Yi Liuling was relieved, and it turned out that there was really a person named Qiao Se. But it is also reasonable. The way the bard proves his identity mainly relies on his license. Even if he just forged one that is almost real, he still has to find it in the official archives.
It has to be said that the Chamber of Commerce and various related professional unions have contributed a lot to the eighth world census.
After thinking about this, Yi Liuling looked at the painting in his hand again. It was different from the previous Yunduo painting. It didn't contain any resentment. It didn't look like it was made by devouring a young girl's life. On the contrary, it looked more... Like the one he saw on the wall of Fake Joseph's house.
It seems that the fake Joe either did his own show and directly imitated the real Joe's painting style, or he got all the things from the real Joe. Although Sherzi proved that the latter had not been killed, all the people who were eating were lost, and life was probably not going to be easy.
Yi Liuling couldn't help but feel a little sympathy for the real Joseph.
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