All Heavens Gou Xian

"What do you think, Mister Fool?"

The Fool nodded expressionlessly: "Yes."

But the fool in his heart can only be grateful, and he sincerely praised in his heart, Miss Justice, she is really an angel of justice!

Seeing the Fool's agreement, Miss Justice Audrey puffed up her cheeks excitedly, with a happy smile on the corner of her mouth.

Miss Justice has kind qualities, but this time, in her opinion, this is an extremely fair deal.

After the first Tarot Club ended, Audrey Hall went home to supplement some mystic knowledge and travel notes from the ancient era. As a top noble family, the Hall family did not lack such knowledge.

While being kind, Audrey Hall is not lacking in wisdom. She came to the same conclusion as Mister Hanged Man, that is, Mister Fool is a great being who is recovering.

Such a great existence may not lack mysterious knowledge, but because it has just recovered, it lacks secular knowledge.

I exchanged a little gold pound for Mister Fool's favor and future gifts.

Audrey felt that this was a good deal.

The Hanged Man watched this scene, belatedly awakened, and a burst of grief welled up in his heart.The self who always claims to be smart can't compare to the innocent and lively justice!

It's so easy to please Mr. Fool, why didn't I think of such a simple method? !

As an undercover pirate arranged by the Church of the Storms at sea, Alger can say that black and white can do both. Occasionally passing merchant ships will bring a lot of extra money.

Alger, the Hanged Man, felt that he was not short of money at all!

Glancing at the sad and remorseful Hanged Man, Luo Feng asked leisurely: "Then, Miss Justice, how many pounds do you think a piece of Emperor Roselle's diary is worth?"

Miss Justice Audrey was stunned for a moment, yes, what is the price of Emperor Roselle's diary?

Although she had participated in many art museum exhibitions, she always watched them with the mentality of appreciating art, and she didn't even know the value of Emperor Roselle's diary in the museum.

"Cough cough..." The Hanged Man raised his hand presciently, excited inside, but calmly asked, "Mr. Fool, can I speak?"

Shrouded in mist, Klein nodded and signaled, "You can communicate freely."

Argel the Hanged Man secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly said: "A diary of Emperor Roselle is in the mysterious world, and the price is equivalent to a Sequence Nine potion formula."

"Around fifty gold pounds to 150 gold pounds, depending on the region, there is a premium difference."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone in the Tarot Society behaved differently.

"150 gold pounds, what a bargain!"

Miss Justice Audrey's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help shouting in her heart.

As the only daughter of the Earl of the Kingdom of Loen, she has two older brothers, so it is not her turn to inherit the title and main property, but as a girl loved by her parents and elder brother, she has a property worth 30 gold pounds under her name , fields, pastures, mines, jewelry, stocks, shares, and bonds.

These are real properties, and the real cash flow is to get the corresponding annuity every year, with an income of 1.5 to 2.5 pounds.

150 gold pounds may be the cost of an afternoon tea for Miss Justice, even if it is ten diaries of Emperor Russell, it is only [-] gold pounds, which is equivalent to about a week's pocket money.

Before participating in the Tarot Club, Miss Justice Audrey had never touched money and had no interest in money. The happiest moment was getting a golden retriever named Susie.

Although Susie is worth 430 gold pounds, it is a collection of years of wages of a Nighthawk, and it is a middle-class annual salary.

"150 gold pounds, so expensive... so expensive!"

Sitting on the top seat, Mr. Fool Klein, who pretended to be mysterious, shouted desperately in his heart, and had indescribable envy for Mr. Strength.

He never thought that a piece of diary would have such a price.

Poverty made him jealous almost out of control.

In an instant, Mr. Fool had a bold idea, whether he could open a trumpet and come above the fog.

Let the trumpet sacrifice the diary of Emperor Roselle to himself, and then grab Miss Justice's wool to complete the plan of eating at both ends.

For the name of the trumpet, it is better to use Tarot World instead.

After a long silence, Klein hesitated between integrity and gold pounds.

In the eyes of outsiders, Mister Fool is mysterious and silent, ignoring these useless worldly wealth.

After all, no one could believe that a hidden being would be interested in money.

It is really unimaginable that the evil god is short of money.

If there is, it is also a poor god.

"Thank you for your knowledge." Miss Justice Audrey, who felt that the mysterious item was really cheap, thanked the Hanged Man, "Mr. Hanged Man."

Alger, who gained a sense of presence in the Tarot Club and showed his worth, told himself not to be overly expressive, and said with a bit of reserve: "The original intention of the Tarot Club was to share, and it was just a little information."

"Mr. Fool, can I sacrifice the diary first?"

Luo Feng asked with a wicked sense of humor

After all, as a foreign god who understands, forging Roselle's diary can't be said to be sure, it can only be said to be easy.

"Okay." Klein, who was new to the world, nodded without thinking too much.

Tarot parchment and dark red pens emerge from Tarot

Luo Feng smiled slightly, picked up the pen to write, and line after line of words appeared on the yellow-brown parchment.

This is the official font used in the imperial examinations of previous dynasties. As long as it is important to prevent the invigilators from recognizing the handwriting of their own disciples and thereby cheating for personal gain, it is an excellent way to hide their identities.

With a thought in Klein's mind, the ten pages of parchment flashed into his hands.

With a glance, he browsed through the diary, and found that the order of the language was reversed, and there were omissions and typos in the content.

Look at the first page of parchment.

"On October [-], they decided to get me engaged to Matilda of the Abel family without consulting me in advance! My God, I haven't even met her yet! No, I want to refuse! Even if I run away from home, even if I am self-reliant from now on, and suffer all kinds of oppression, I still have to resist this arranged marriage!"

"October [-]th, Miss Matilda is so pretty."

"On October [-]th, her personality and temperament are all the type I like. I am looking forward to our marriage."

"On October [-]th, Matilda captivated me so much that I almost forgot my original name, Huang Tao."

……

"October [-]th, oh, my steam god, I met a beautiful lady at the banquet, she was even more beautiful than Matilda, and she had more temperament. She said she was a witch, hiss..."

"October [-]th, the witch's taste is really good."

Klein leaned back against the high-back chair to prevent his emotions from penetrating the gray fog

I complained silently in my heart, I didn't expect you to be Emperor Roselle, I didn't expect you to be Huang Tao like this!

Chapter 41 Preparing La Roselle for membership

The diary of Emperor Roselle can also be called the romantic history of Roselle. It is well known that people are unscrupulous and can expose their hearts when they are alone.

Roselle relied on his knowledge of an ancient and profound language to write out his heart, but he never figured it out. Hundreds of years later, his roommate Zhou Mingrui crossed over.

Above the gray mist, read the love affairs of the past.

"Who is a serious person who keeps a diary!"

"The person who keeps the diary can be a decent person."

"Take it as a warning. If I become a big shot in the mysterious world in the future, I must not write my life. After the ghost knows me, will there be any time traveler?"

Looking at Emperor Roselle's diary, while complaining, Klein was also absorbing a lot of extraordinary mysterious knowledge, and extracting the beneficial parts from it.

"Although Roselle is an LSP, his appreciation ability is unmistakable. A witch has a charm that is independent of other women. This is obviously not something that ordinary women can do. Who is a witch?"

"Could it be the Extraordinary name of another path?"

With doubts in his eyes, Klein looked down at the second page of the diary.

"March [-]rd, the taste of the witch is really good, and I will be resting recently."

"March [-]th, shit! I finally learned their true identities from a witch."

"Wait for them..." Klein's pupils dilated instantly, just like the melon-eating crowd in the past, and his eyes moved down quickly "March No. 15, because witches used to be men's affairs, I waited for half a month. Can stabilize themselves, they look like women, have women's reproductive organs, can breed offspring, they are women, alas, the ability to accept is not good, but I am also curious about the psychological state of witches, I have a friend, cough cough, okay Well, I decided to inquire about the name of the potion of their witch path after intimate communication with the witch, this is a key."

"March NO.18, I finally know the name of the witch's potion, Sequence 9: Assassin, sounds very handsome, actually the beginning of a nightmare. Sequence 7: Witch, women will enhance their appearance and charm, and men will change their gender , and will also get a great improvement in appearance and charm. The one who has a close relationship with me is a happy witch. The ability of "witch" has been improved in all aspects, and she has become more beautiful. She is good at charm and has a deep understanding of the human body. Good at giving the opposite sex or the same sex unforgettable happiness in love."

"March NO.19, after a day, after a day of cross-examination, I finally understood the witch's mentality, affected by the potion, becoming less and less like myself, gradually indulging in pleasure, panicking, eager to get rid of, but falling into Deeper hell, enduring endless pain, choosing extremes. Gan, is this evil?! Think about it and have a little excitement, calm down, calm down, Roselle, you are a lecher, not a pervert."

……

After a full ten pages of the Witch's Diary, Klein remained expressionless on the surface, but he had already judged that his fellow villager Roselle was a pervert.

Putting down the ten pages of the diary, Klein looked up at the four members of the Tarot Society, and said with a slight smile, "Sorry, I'm fascinated by reading it. The diary has given me a lot of gains."

Luo Feng smiled slightly. Of course, he had gained a lot. These were all fabricated by him based on the fact that they were half-truths and half-fakes, and it took him a lot of thought.

Even if Russell himself stood here, he might not be able to recognize him.

Audrey calmed down the envy in her heart, and said with a light smile:

"I can understand. I look forward to the day when I can exchange the contents of Emperor Roselle's diary from you."

"No, you don't want to." Klein agreed with his mouth, but he already denied it in his heart. Miss Justice would never want to see something like a witch's taste is really good, and it would definitely destroy the idols in the hearts of a generation.

Immediately afterwards, Klein looked at Luo Feng and calmly said, "You have collected ten pages of diaries, and Miss Justice will pay you according to the value."

Luo Feng laughed and said, "Thank you Mr. Fool for your generosity, even though you don't care about 1500 pounds. '

1500 pounds?I have never seen so much money until today... Klein sighed for a while, pretending to have no interest in money and nodded indifferently: "A reasonable transaction."

"I hope that you will present more diaries of Emperor Roselle."

Luo Feng smiled and said, "I will work hard to collect them and present them to Mister Fool at the next Tarot Society."

It is impossible to collect, and you can’t buy it. You can only look at the fake diary to get the fool’s wool.

And the most authentic imitation is undoubtedly written by the master himself.

However, he already had a detailed plan in his heart. The next Tarot Society would bring the Black Emperor Roselle into the club, and he would hand in Roselle's diary.

A fool was reading Roselle's diary on it, and Roselle the Great was on it. As for how to implement the plan, Luo Feng felt that he had to find Huang Beibei first, so he looked at Mr. Lover, Ah Meng, and said with a smile: "Mr. Lover, I There is one thing I want to entrust you with."

Before the words were finished, all the eyes of the Tarot Society fell on Mr. Lover who was wearing a monocle.

Mr. Lover is more mysterious than Mr. Power, who is knowledgeable. He was on the sidelines in the two Tarot meetings and rarely spoke, which made people curious.

Ah Meng asked calmly: "Mr. Power, what do you entrust?"

you?

Alger keenly discovered the respect Mr. Lover has for Mr. Power.

"Lover and strength know each other in reality?" Klein thought of a wise old man. Could it be that both lover and strength are followers of wise old man?

The gray fog is running as usual, and the fool secretly guesses,

Luo Feng smiled and said, "Help me find a lady. She may be in Backlund, haunting the museum."

"She has long chestnut hair, is tall, and occasionally wears an old-fashioned hat. She is a mysterious lady."

"I hope you can help me pay attention."

Ah Meng wrote it down carefully, then nodded and said: "I will."

Witnessing the completion of a deal, Klein suddenly remembered the magic ritual he had just learned from Old Neil, so he had a plan.

"I also have something to do." Klein said with a smile, his posture unchanged, "This requires your cooperation."

"You can try a ritual magic in your free time...the spell is..."

"Fools who do not belong to this era, you are the mysterious ruler above the gray mist, you are the king of yellow and black in charge of good luck...""

Miss Justice and Alger's pupils shrank, and the three-paragraph description was only worthy of a true god. Mister Fool was indeed a revived, unknown, secret, and powerful existence like a god.

Luo Feng raised his hand and said sincerely: "Mr. Fool, I didn't expect you to have recovered to this extent."

"Then I should also tell you the honorable name of my lord, the wise old man."

He is:

【The king of the river, the existence in charge of food】

[The demon god who freezes everything, the great master of tortoises and snakes, and the ruler of fate]

【The embodiment of time, the wise elder】