[Comprehensive English and American] You have to pay rent even if you are a ghost

Even though Raffaele Harmon's appearance is so handsome that you can't find it in Hollywood, it doesn't look like a devil's ugliness, but looks like a legendary angel, but Ms. Marcy, who was frightened just now, buzzed The buzzing head is full of beautified but terribly frightening fairy tales that I read when I was a child, as well as various plots in horror movies over the years, and I will make up Raphael Harmon's brain in minutes A demon dressed in human skin, who drank blood and killed people like hemp, and killed people if they didn't agree with each other.

Ms. Marcy is not afraid of the evil spirits in this haunted house, because they are bound in this house and cannot leave here at all.

But Raffaele Harmon?

Seeing the scene of his disappearance with her own eyes, Ms. Marcy has no doubt that if she doesn't satisfy him, he will appear in her home, destroy everything about her, and peel her skin and heart.

If Raffaele saw Ms. Marcy's thoughts, she would be speechless.

Does he look so much like a psycho killer?

Or was the image of a wizard just that bad in her eyes?

Didn't she ever think that wizards also have camps?Those who cannibalize and cook children are obviously evil wizards!

Those guys who worship demons can only slow down the rate of body decay by eating human flesh constantly. Raphael has never seen one kill one person.

In the corner of the living room on the first floor of the villa, the cat leopard Wampus encircled Benson Harmon with two chubby front paws, and licked Benson Harmon very seriously with his long tongue.

Raffaele sensed Phoenix before, no, it should be called Tate now.When he rushed to find Tate, the little guy reacted very quickly and rushed over with his short legs. It was Wampus who pinned him to the floor with his paw.

After all, it was the magical statue carved by Raphael. Wampus couldn't say that he knew Rafael very well, but his temper was taboo and so on. He touched the statue when he was still immobile. eight.

The only one who can make Raffaele make repeated exceptions is the boy with golden red hair back then.

As for Benson Harmon, in view of his blood relationship and young age, His Excellency Raffaele can be somewhat tolerant towards him, but all kinds of coquetry and shamelessness are out of the question.His Excellency Raffaele obviously found something, and he didn't even want to explain the movement before chasing him out, um, it's better not to be an eyesore.

However, although Wampus stopped Benson Harmon's first wave of chasing, he couldn't stop him from using the supernatural power of his baby spirit when Raffaele left the small attic. He rushed to the attic with strength and rolled over the small attic that caught his brother's attention just now.

Then it was covered in dust.

Wampers, who was shouldering the responsibility of nanny, could only retrieve Benson Harmon, and then use their own way to give him a bath.

Benson Harmon was babbled and licked by Wampus, and when he didn't want to be licked, Benson Harmon refused.

Wampers said the refusal was void.

Raffaele walked past the cat and leopard. Sure enough, he did not choose the wrong nanny, and the cub could not get used to it.

And at this moment, Ben and Vivienne also came down the stairs.

It has been less than a year since the villa lost its previous owner. Every part of the villa is well preserved, from furniture to electrical appliances.In the conversation with Ms. Marcy just now, most of the furniture was packaged and sold to them at a very low price.

$30, the house and the furniture are theirs.

And with some luggage they brought when they came by plane this time, they can check in with their bags now, without any pressure at all.

As for the large luggage at home in Boston, Ben Harmon just called the shipping company and it will be delivered to Los Angeles tomorrow.

Moving house is actually far more difficult than imagined before.

"Rafi, where did you go just now?" Vivienne Harmon called Raffaele to her side, "We just wanted to ask which floor you lived on."

This villa has three floors, the first floor is mainly living room, kitchen and study.There are four bedrooms on the second and third floors, and there are some not-so-big rooms. They plan to arrange some small rooms into music rooms and drawing rooms.

Raffaele turned his head and glanced at the bright sunshine outside the window, the lush courtyard, and the tall jacaranda tree, because the flowering period has passed, there are only a few small blue flowers scattered on the branches.

However, Raffaele knew that in another forty days, at the end of August, the second flowering period of the jacaranda this year would come.At that time, the tall jacaranda tree will be covered with blue flowers, which will form a thick tapestry on the ground after floating.

Raffaele curled his lips.

Why don't you laugh? When he was planning for the worst, Phoenix still existed in the world, which is already the greatest luck.

For the rest, he will take it with him.

"Vivienne." Raffaele's eyes were slightly curved, his sky blue eyes were filled with tenderness, and he said, "I want to plant some flowers."

"Planting flowers?" Vivienne Harmon couldn't help but smiled, and said, "What kind of flowers do you want to plant?"

With a smile on the corner of Raffaele's lips, he said, "How about Tulip?"

"No problem." Vivienne Harmon tried to keep a straight face, and said, "But you have to take care of yourself."

"of course."

As for the bedroom, Raffaele chose the room at the end of the third floor.

It was originally Tate's room.

That would be his room too.

***

Raffaele does not need flower seeds to grow flowers. In fact, his unusually convenient ability allows him to grow any flower he wants, and he can grow it in his palm with just a thought, and it will bloom in his hand in an instant The most beautiful flowering season.

But in order to put on a show in front of Ben and Vivienne, Raffaele made a special trip to a nearby flower shop and bought some tulip bulbs.

Although the climate in Los Angeles is mild throughout the year, the temperature in the coldest winter is above 13°C, and there is basically no snowfall, but this month is actually not suitable for planting flowers outdoors.

It's just that Ben and Vivienne seem to be interested in music and painting, and this interest is very idyllic and loves life. They don't want to discourage Raphael's enthusiasm.

As for the possibility that the seeds may not survive, the flower shop naturally sells some flower seedlings besides the seeds.The seeds do not germinate, they can be directly planted as flower seedlings.

Regarding this, Raffaele curled his lips, how could the flower seeds he planted not germinate and survive!

You underestimated his ability too much.

If it wasn't for fear of scaring them, Raffaele could turn the courtyard into a sea of ​​tulips in an instant.

In view of the fact that the villa was kept quite well during the vacancy period when the previous owner was lost, they did not need to clean up the villa when they moved in, but only needed some small processing on the details.

For example, wallpaper that doesn't quite suit you.

Raffaele said that this was handed over to him, and when he turned his head, he used magic to tear off the wallpaper while Vivian Harmon was not paying attention, and then frowned in disgust at the mural that was covered under the wallpaper.

Naked and mutilated body, distorted face, and a weeping woman on the oil painting covered by wallpaper.

Paintings often convey the voice that the painter wants to express, but what this mural conveys is pain and distortion.

"So ugly."

Raffaele's opinion was unanimously agreed by Vivienne and Ben. Even Benson Harmon, who was hugging Wampus' neck at the moment, nodded desperately, his small eyes trying to express his respect for the mural. dislike.

I don't know which homeowner's masterpiece it is. There is more than one mural full of such a dark atmosphere. Raffaele went around and found eight more murals under those wallpapers.

Obviously, the previous owner didn't appreciate this style of murals very much, so they covered it with wallpaper.But in Raffaele's view, this can only be regarded as deceiving himself.

He prefers to completely replace these murals.

At his request, Ben and Vivienne hand over the job to him.

Raffaele touched his chin, went out again, and bought some mineral pigments and lime paste for murals in a nearby shop.

Raffaele put on an apron and kept the prepared paint at hand. He stepped on the ladder and refused the help of Ben and Vivienne.

They also knew that Raffaele didn't like to be disturbed when he was painting, so they went upstairs to tidy up the room quite tactfully.

And after sending Ben and Vivian away, Raffaele did not cover the original mural with lime plaster as he said before, so as to draw a new mural to cover the original one, but Stretching out a hand to brush over the mural, the invisible force directly pried up the color that had penetrated into the wall, completely peeling off the mural.

Discarded paint was balled up and thrown into the trash can below.

The prepared lime paste flies up and spreads evenly on the wall.

While the lime plaster on the wall was still wet, Raffaele wrote without hesitation.

While preparing the paint and plaster, Raffaele pondered on the murals of Greylock Castle and the view from the top of Greylock Hill.There was so much to draw that Raffaele himself wasn't sure what to draw.

However, in his opinion, nothing is more pleasing to the eye than the distorted and crying face before.

However, when the brush dipped in paint fell on the wet lime plaster, a picture suddenly appeared in his mind——

The big tree glowing with radiance stands in a lake. Above the tree is not the sky in the general sense, but a piece of blue with silvery water flowing there.

The branches are stretched, and the oval leaves are translucent. You can vaguely see the streamer flowing inside the tree, and then the leaves release drops of dew, sliding over the leaf tips, and dripping into the shimmering lake.

Each of the three-pronged branches hangs round, fruit-like clusters of light. The clusters of light vibrate slightly, like the pulsation of a heartbeat.

Raffaele's movements became faster and faster, almost an afterimage appeared.And at a speed visible to the naked eye, the murals under his hands gradually took shape.

"Chong--!"

Suddenly there was a crisp sound in my mind, like gold and jade colliding, and like a phoenix's long cry.

Raffaele's fingers trembled, and the paintbrush fell from his fingers. Immediately afterwards, the palette that had been suspended unconsciously just now fell to the floor, and the paint not only spilled all over the plastic sheet on the ground , and hit the metal trash can, making a crisp sound.

The author has something to say:

#818Spicy boy who draws trees#

Raffaele: This tree looks familiar.

Heaven: Well, it looks familiar to me.