The Death Knell

Wearing a classic white dress, Deadpool walked out tens of meters on a catwalk. In view of forgetting to bring high heels, he deliberately increased the amount of waist twisting in order to achieve a more perfect photographic effect.

But as a result, he looked like he was twisting Yangko, so he was missing the festive and lively BGM.

"Wait, I seem to remember something suddenly."

Wade stopped where he was. He looked at the gorgeous chandelier on the ceiling of the gallery, touched his chin and recalled:

"I remember why I am here! It was because I received a business and someone sent me a text message saying that he needed help in a nightmare, so after I woke up, I felt that I should clean up the task before the wedding, so Just got here."

"As for why you forgot such critical information before? Do you really want to talk to a poor brain cancer patient like me about memory loss? It’s lucky to remember it now, because I still can’t remember what I ate last night Something."

"Well, in that case, I should go to the client first instead of looking at the paintings here. Although these paintings are related to me and look a little strange, I am the protagonist, so this is normal."

Thinking of doing it, mercenaries have always been full of mobility. He took off the dress that covered his uniform, then took it in his pocket and took out a whiteboard marker.

Right next to him, an oil painting depicts a scene of electric cable and a young negative sonic warhead kneeling in front of him, smiling and shining his shoes, and Deadpool shook his head:

"If this is a dream, then it must not be my dream. I am friends with them. This is not a normal and healthy friendship. And we are not NBA players. We have the unspoken rules of the workplace for newcomers to polish shoes for the elderly. I hate unspoken rules. So when I was in the second grade of elementary school, the teacher said that I had anti-social tendencies."

"Look at the surrounding environment, it's too dark, this employer may be from DC just like my cousin..."

While looking around for his client, Deadpool muttered to himself endlessly. When he got here, he suddenly found that he couldn't remember the definition of ‘society’.

Thinking of the urgency, he raised his hand to wipe the corner of his eye, and wrote a famous sentence on the wall with a pen-‘I’m here, I see, I pee.’

Because of bladder cancer, he occasionally leaked a few drops when he was in a hurry, but in literary works, exaggeration is also one of the common expressions.

"Huh? What is this? A book?"

Just when he was feeling that his improved Caesar's famous saying was appropriate, he suddenly found a book on the red carpet not far in front of him.

The book looked a bit dated. It was wrapped in a book cover with decorative patterns, which seemed to be something dropped by a little girl.

Wade is always willing to help little girls, the younger and beautiful, the greater the help.

"It's a cute diary. I think its owner should be very anxious if he loses it? It's also packed. It seems that I usually love it."

Although he couldn't interact with the old guys in the live broadcast room, Deadpool was very dedicated. He turned his head to look at the empty air and explained:

"Next I will pick up this book and look for its owner by the way. According to my mercenary intuition, it should have been dropped by my client, and she is still 80% of a cute little beauty."

But a ‘√’ smile appeared at the corner of his mouth behind his face mask. As soon as his fingers touched this sapphire book, the book opened with a shriek, and strong suction exploded at the same time.

It is like a toilet bowl, while Wade in the whirlwind of suction is like excrement, with almost no resistance, it is so smoothly sucked away, and a few seconds later there is a popping sound between the pages, which seems to be deadpool. Into the water.

Then the book closed slowly, and then it flashed a few times in Brinbrindi, and disappeared without a trace with a ‘poof’.

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"A step late, he just left not long ago."

A few seconds after Wade disappeared from the book-shaped toilet, the death knell dragged Monak to the same place, strangling and smelling the ‘secret fragrance’ remaining in the air, Su Ming said to the mage behind him.

"Sure enough, as you expected, no matter what Wade's dream is, his subconscious periphery is a labyrinth."

Monak wiped the tears from his face, because he was flying too fast, and his nose was running out as if he had come off an open-top airplane.

"Everyone's subconscious is the same, but this is more like Wade's dream after being manipulated by someone. You have to look at it again. I'm not sure now."

Su Ming checked the traces left by Deadpool, including the message on the wall, and then looked at the surrounding oil paintings, which depicts Wade's various achievements.

My cousin is pretty good at dreaming. There is everything in this dream.

One of the paintings is gone, only a frame is left. It seems that he doesn't like it very much, and the message is next to the oil painting of electric cable and bullet shoes, which shows that Wade feels this very cool in his subconscious mind.

But the problem is that the smell suddenly disappeared here, at the point where Su Ming was standing. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

If Wade suddenly stopped smelling, that ghost didn't believe it.

"I don't know what it will be, but I know that this mask should be used in this case." Monarch looked at the surrounding oil paintings. The atmosphere here is gloomy. It seems that everyone in the portrait will move their eyes. Shi is staring at the two of them, he doesn't like this feeling very much.

"Go, the sandman's mask can be used in the same level of dream dimensions, then now you only need to think about entering the next level, and it can open the way." Death Knell allows the mage to start work and use mental power to drive magic items that is the basic skill.

So the magic prince closed his eyes, holding the mask in his hand and jumping up like a voodoo monkey head, he was still used to this ritual method.

Sure enough, just a few seconds later, the colorful notebook appeared in front of the two of them, lying quietly on the stall.

But unlike Wade directly reaching out to grab it, Su Ming first observed it and found that its cover is not a simple flower pattern, but a pattern made up of countless mosaic-like colored pieces.

And these small colored pieces seem to be torn from different children's illustrated story books.

"Preparing to fight, Monak, this is a high probability that Wade's reading notes when he was a child, he may have forgotten because of amnesia, but he obviously confuses many stories, so the next level of dreams should be a super hodgepodge."

"Is it even more of a hodgepodge than plush toys and Silent Hill?" The mage smiled, and he nodded and said that he was fine: "I just hope that it won't be too disgusting."

So after looking at each other, the two put their palms on the book at the same time.

Then the sky turned around and the whirlwind spewed out from the opened pages. The two did not resist, so the next second, Shuangshuang fell into the cold water after two pops.