A Small Display Of Ability
The woman in green clothes carrying the Beautiful Youth's ear, returned to the room amidst a burst of wailing. During the period drawing other guests who hadn't left yet to successively look sideways. Looking towards the Beautiful Youth's gaze full of schadenfreude.
No one noticed the Innkeeper's abnormality. In the crowd's gazes, he just quietly stood there calculating accounts, perhaps was estimating repairing the third floor anew needed how much money.
Peng——!
Along with the woman in green clothes forcefully closing the room door. The watching the bustle guests also scattered away following that. The corridor once again fell into quietness.
The instant of entering the room, the Beautiful Youth who just now was hurting crying out aiyo straight away, suddenly became deep up. With just now crying wa wa straight away arguing strongly on the basis of reason for basketball dream's hot-blooded youth judged like two people.
He glanced at the First Senior Brother behind him.
"Ru Yu, is Master's ear good to pinch?" His tone was somewhat subtle.
First Senior Brother earnestly pondered for a moment. Certainly answering: "A bit old."
Under the Beautiful Youth's almost man-eating gaze, First Senior Brother awkwardly smiled, shrinking hand back,
"Master, it was you who let me coordinate your Performance... I just substituted into The Role, unconsciously then..."
"Good good good, Master's good Disciple, waited for this day for a long time right?" Beautiful Youth cursing and swearing opening his mouth, "Knew earlier calling Fourth Brother accompanying Master going to act... you two-faced man, then knew you being so active definitely had no good thing!"
"Master, you misunderstood me, I truly just wanted to help Little Junior Brother ah..."
The smile on First Senior Brother's face, like spring breeze brushing the face.
Beautiful Youth coldly snorted a sound. Walking to the window edge looking down one glance. Looking at the Innkeeper standing there exactly like a sculpture. Unhurriedly opening mouth,
"Can still be considered having a bit of wisdom root..."
"He actually truly comprehended?" Third Senior Brother astonishingly opened his mouth, "Even if Master was all along deliberately guiding, this comprehension is also quite astonishing... Even not losing to Fifth Brother."
"He and Fifth Brother are not the same. Fifth Brother that is Innate Simple Wisdom, but this Little Junior Brother... should be considered comprehension exceedingly superb." First Senior Brother couldn't help sighing with emotion,
"Originally I also just wanted to enlighten him a bit, letting him himself ponder for a few days. Perhaps could think of this layer. Didn't expect on the spot then comprehended. Master this is picking up a treasure."
"Hmph."
Beautiful Youth lay on the bed, silently rolling an eye, "Still isn't Master acting well?"
"That is natural, Master's acting skill truly is Deeply Profound." First Senior Brother immediately smilingly flattering.
Beautiful Youth was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. While casually playing with hair, while faintly opening mouth:
"【Fate Weaving】 huh... interesting."
"【Fate Weaving】?"
Secondary Male Role muttering reading these two words, "With our 【Soul-Tracing】 seemingly has no relation? What is 【Fate Weaving】?"
"You all selves look right, he already is almost grasping it." Beautiful Youth waved hand,
"Good show, only just started..."
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Chen Ling stood behind the counter. Looking at the two words 【Fate Weaving】 on the paper. In the eyes refined light flashing.
Third Tier skill, needed Chen Ling to designate one Role, passing the Role's sense of belief coming to affect the surrounding environment... And Chen Ling choosing to play, was exactly himself.
Sense of belief, sense of belief...
Chen Ling slowly closed both eyes. This moment, he as if again returned to the Theater before the Great Cataclysm inside. Standing below a massive magnificent Stage. Gaze scrutinizing everything on the Stage.
In his mind, one after another Role performing above. Positioning, props, lighting, clothing... these countless details composing the Performance. Like silk threads generally fluttering up in front of his eyes. Along with his falling pen tip, orderly interweaving.
A Performance, gradually birthed under his pen.
Chen Ling suddenly opened eyes!
He flipped the account book backward to a blank page. The pen tip rapidly wrote down a few lines of words.
【Time: Afternoon, 13:30】
【Scene: Inn】
【Roles: Umbrella Painter, mysterious ant drawing master, Floating Life Painting member A, Chen Ling, passerby A, passerby B, passerby C...】
【△Chen Ling disguised as the Innkeeper, in order to avoid being detected abnormality, started sweeping the Inn the same as usual. He swept away the Glass crushed dregs splashing in the courtyard from Room 309, and other flying out scorched black items, altogether pouring into the Kitchen's trash can inside】
【△ The burned deformed Glass dregs piled together, ignited the trash can under the afternoon strong light. Fire momentum spreading in the Kitchen. At this time the gas tank not closing the valve tight due to negligence, was also ignited by a wisp of flame...】
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Outside the Inn, teahouse.
Lin Xi shook the Tea Cup in his hand. Looking at the rippling water surface. Thoughts yet had already flown to the distance.
"The Police Officers' side interrogation result came out. Can confirm, those few leaving just now all were selves. Should just purely be because fearing explosion, so checked out in advance." Old Lu pushed open the teahouse door. Heading straight walking into it sitting down. At the same time saying.
Lin Xi's hand slightly paused. In the eyes surfacing disappointment,
"Could it really be we guessed wrong? That madman didn't hide in the Inn?"
"The Inn right now how is the situation? Have any abnormality?" Maple Ghost on the side suddenly asked.
"No." Old Lu shook his head,
"Just that batch of guests falling out with the Innkeeper. Then exactly a child playing ball in the courtyard, quarreling a fight with the older sister. All guests in other rooms are all very normal."
"Damn it... if that guy isn't in the Inn, still can hide where?"
"How much time do we still have?"
"Right now is afternoon 13:29. Still left over twenty hours. Right now turning the entire Willow Town bottom up to the sky, also then only takes less than ten hours. Still in time."
Lin Xi and Maple Ghost were currently pondering the next step's plan. And Old Lu then needed to split attention to monitor the Inn. Right at this time, his eyes slightly narrowed.
"What's wrong? What did you see?"
"Nothing... exactly that boss calculating accounts for half a day, finally moved."
"Moved? Have any abnormality?"
"No, he took a broom starting to sweep the floor. Should be preparing to clean the explosion wreckage first."
The two people instantly lost interest, continuing to discuss up. However just after a few minutes, a burst of explosive sound suddenly resounded through the clouds!
Boom——!!
Like thunder exploding sounding on the earth. Thick smoke rolling rising from the Inn in the distance. All pedestrians around all astonishingly looked towards that direction!
"Is the Inn?!"
"What happened?"
"Could it be that madman made a move again?!"
The three people fiercely sat up from the teahouse inside. Surprisedly looking at the burning flames inside the Inn. Subsequently the other two people at the same time looked towards Old Lu.
"Not right ah... everyone is all under my monitoring. Fundamentally no one made strange actions. How did this explosion come?" Old Lu instantly was somewhat stunned.
"Perhaps that madman has means to avoid your monitoring? Coming like this then makes sense!"
"He should haven't become a person in the Inn. But all along hiding in a certain place. So you didn't detect him..."
"Damn it! Quickly go to the Inn!!"
The three people's faces were incomparably ugly, at extreme speed charging towards the Inn!
A burst of light breeze brushed past the Inn's counter. The account book quietly flipped past a page. Along with the text on the paper page slightly glowing. The three Roles exactly like the story writing that way, returning to the Stage.
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