Lord of Secrets

As if smelling the breath of sin, the color of the witch's sin fire became darker and darker, as if she wanted to integrate sin into herself and save the world.

A few seconds later, Locke and the corpse puppet almost merged into one body and became a scorched corpse.

Sijiada watched quietly as a little glimmer of light came out of Locke's body, then condensed, and whispered softly: "Ten destiny 5, or a demigod..."

No one came here to disturb them at this time, because Locke's people had already driven them away. Even if they knew what happened at this time, other people in Ahanxin City would not dare to come.

A minute later, Byrklo walked up, holding a red-black viscous liquid object wrapped in spirituality, which was the characteristic of Olive.

Sijiada looked at him and smiled: "According to the agreement, these three are mine!"

Byrklo nodded slightly distressed, although he did want these special items so that he could use craft items to kill his enemies like his teacher.

Scarlett put away the belongings of Locke, Deli and Nasty, lowered the brim of her cloak and left the opera house.

…

After leaving the exchange, Ubermore came to Smith's house, intending to see if Lehman had returned.

After a while, he entered the Smith house under the guidance of the housekeeper. After passing the lawn, Ubermore saw the Samoyed chasing something happily.

Then he smiled and said, "Xiao Lai is quite cute!"

The housekeeper on the side was stunned for a moment, and then said: "It is indeed very cute. Madam likes it the most. She takes it for a walk behind the house every morning."

"Really?" Umberto smiled slightly.

After entering the room, Ubermo took off his hat and put it on the clothes rack by the door.

Mrs. Smith said gently: "Amon-Ra, good afternoon!"

"Good afternoon, Mrs. Smith!" Ubermore said in return, and then sat on the sofa.

Ubermore looked at Mrs. Smith and said, "Mrs. Smith, you look very happy today!"

Mrs. Smith smiled and said: "Legerman is back. I will introduce him to you when the time comes. You should be able to get along."

Ubermo smiled and said nothing. If Lezman saw him, he would be furious.

Taking the black tea handed over by Mrs. Smith, Ubermo took a sip and then asked, "So he's not at home now?"

Mrs. Smith smiled and replied: "He went out to look for people after lunch. I heard they were his students. I don't know when he accepted all the students?"

Jannt... When Ubermo heard Mrs. Smith's words, he knew that he had gone to find Jannt, and then he said, "I heard that Lezman is an archaeologist?"

Mrs. Smith nodded, and then said: "Actually, he also knows a lot about history, so I think you should be good friends!"

Immediately, Mrs. Smith sighed and said: "And you are more mature. He has a childish temper and is a bit willful. If you control him, maybe he can become more mature."

I want to treat him as a nephew, but forget it as a good friend... Ubermo muttered in his heart, but his expression was not abnormal. Then he smiled and said: "Although I don't know him, if I can, I will Change him a little without making him resentful.”

After all, he is my nephew...

Mrs. Smith smiled when she heard this, and then said: "It would be great if he was half as good as you. I worry about him every day."

Ubermo smiled and then said: "However, in this aspect, maybe when he gets married, he should be more restrained."

Hearing Ubermore's words, Mrs. Smith's eyes flashed, and she immediately agreed: "It is indeed time to find him a wife. We got married when Smith was 18 years old, and he is now 24 years old."

Lehman, I didn't trick you. This is my uncle's concern for you, which is full of my love for you... Ubermo is a little curious, what will happen if Lehman hears it.

At this time, there was the sound of footsteps outside the door, and then the door opened, and Ubermo saw Lezman walking in.

…

Ledman had just returned from the Jannt home and was in a good mood. He would stay with his family for a day or two, talk, and then leave alone.

As for Amon-Ra, let him go to hell, he will never visit him, that is asking for trouble.

He opened the door and suddenly saw a person he least wanted to see. Those golden eyes seemed to be emitting a strange light, which made him subconsciously tense up.

That smile seemed to be taunting him, as if the other person knew what he was thinking and was telling himself that he could never get rid of the other person.

At this moment, he had the urge to take a few steps back, then slam the door and leave.

Unfortunately, at this time, Mrs. Smith said: "Legerman, come here, I have someone to introduce to you."

Lezman's expression was slightly stiff and his steps were a little slow, but he finally walked to the sofa and sat far away from Ubermore.

Mrs. Smith looked at Lehman and asked with some confusion: "Lhman, what's wrong with you? Did you and Amon-ra know each other before?"

I really don’t want to know you, Zhanente, the teacher is so kind to you, why did you find such a person to harm me... Lezman felt a little bitter in his heart.

Originally, he was not a person who was easily scared, otherwise he would not have chosen to go archeology, but that time he was frightened out of his shadow by the other party in the house.

Coming back to his senses, Lezhiman quickly shook his head and said, "I don't know him!"

At this time, Ubemo smiled and said, "Hello, my name is Amonra, and I'm Mr. Smith's neighbor."

He didn't say "your neighbor", but "Mr. Smith's neighbor."

Lezhiman knew that the other party was emphasizing that he knew his father to show his generation, so he replied helplessly, "My name is Lezhiman!"

Ubemo nodded, and then said, "I've heard your mother mention you. You are very good and she is very proud of you."

Mrs. Smith nodded aside. Although she was a little troubled by Lezhiman's character, she was still very proud of her son.

But she always felt that Lezhiman was not as...naughty as before today, and felt a little bored.

Hearing Ubemo's praise and approval, Lezhiman was a little depressed.

Ubemo then said: "I also think you are her pride, Lezhiman."

"By the way, I didn't know you were back today, so I didn't prepare a gift for you. I'll make it up to you next time." Suddenly, Ubemo seemed to think of something and spoke.

Lezhiman couldn't sit still, and then said: "No need."

Mrs. Smith also said: "Amon Ra, why do you give him a gift? Lezhiman, you have been away for so long, you should get a lot of things. Amon Ra has helped your father a lot, and Smith has never known what to give him. I think you should have a good choice, and your father will be happy."

Okay, my status is so low... Lezhiman is a little helpless. He feels that he can't be so humble in front of Ubemo, and needs to be tougher.

He immediately said: "I know, I will give him a good gift. This is my gift to Mr. Amon Ra."

He spoke in the tone of an elder giving a gift to a younger generation.

Ubemo smiled and said, "I shouldn't have accepted your gift, but since it's your kindness, I can't refuse it. If you have any problems in the future, you can come to me. After all, I have a good relationship with your parents and will take care of you."

Damn Jack, can you sew his mouth shut? He's so annoying, even more annoying than the monkeys in Sgullen... Lezhiman kept cursing in his heart, but with a fake smile on his face.

This morning he went to the Gray Silk Circus and saw the monkey Daji. He accidentally became addicted to talking nonsense and teased it, and it almost stole his ass.

Facing the monkey, he could still fight back, at worst they would rob each other. But at this moment, he had to pretend to be calm, which was too tormenting for him.

Mrs. Smith smiled and nodded, then said: "Lezhiman, Amon-Ra is a historian, he has rich knowledge and experience, I believe you must have a lot in common."

She did not say that Ubemo was a treasure hunter, although this point could not be hidden from Lezhiman in the end, after all, Ubemo never concealed his identity as a "treasure hunter".

But as long as Lezhiman had a good impression of Ubemo, then they would communicate closely and understand each other, and even if they knew his true identity, they would not be so repulsive.

She knew this very well, because she was the same.

Historian...Lezhiman glanced at Ubemo, but in his heart he was thinking whether his mother knew that he was a treasure hunter.

Without Mrs. Smith saying it, Lezhiman knew him very well, because Ubemo provocatively said in front of him that he was a treasure hunter.

"You can go to the Amon-Ra Exchange when you have time. Maybe there are some historical relics you like there."

Lezhiman suddenly slapped his head and said, "Mom, I suddenly remembered that my lovely student has something to ask me. I'm leaving first."

Then he was about to get up and leave.

Mrs. Smith suddenly said in a deep voice, "Lezhiman, stop!"

Lezhiman turned his back to Mrs. Smith, his expression kept changing, and finally turned around and sat down, then said, "Mom, is there anything else? I'm really anxious?"

Mrs. Smith said gently at this time, "Just now you said you were going to find your student?"

Lezhiman's eyes flashed, and he nodded quickly.

Mrs. Smith smiled reservedly, and then continued to ask, "Are you really going to find your lovely student?"

Lezhiman felt that there was a chance, and then said, "Yes, I haven't seen him for a long time, and I need to keep in touch."

Ubemo looked at Lezhiman from the side and gloated.