Chapter 19 Black Magic

The door made a loud noise, as if someone had hit a stone or fist on the door.

A naughty child or an impolite bodyguard? Li Ou opened the door as he thought. A man slipped to the ground as the door opened. Her clothes were ragged, revealing a large area of wheat-colored skin covered with scars and sword wounds. Her hair was loose, her whole body was dirty, and her once plump lips were blue and chapped at this time.

"Li Ou, who is it?" Lu Yuewu's voice came from the living room.

He thought that the visitor would be the bachelor of the Black Thorn family, but he didn't expect it to be another visitor he didn't expect. He pinched the dagger inserted in his right leg between his fingers, carefully bent down and picked up the fainted lady, and then was surprised to find that her body was light and seemed to be weightless.

"Who is she?" Rosie raised her eyebrows and mocked coldly as if she were jealous. "In such a short time, she was kind-hearted and picked up a beggar from the street?"

"A 'guest' we all know... once met the owner of our pirate nest."

Leo gently put her on the chair. Her head immediately tilted to one side and hung to her shoulders, completely revealing the terrible centipede-shaped scar in front of them.

"Why is it her?" Rosie frowned tightly.

Lu Yuewu stood up, "How could she find our home?"

Li Ou was very happy to hear her say "our home", but this is not a good time to sigh. He reached out and opened the black widow's eyelids and found that her pupils had spread - she was in urgent need of medical treatment. I also want to know the answer. But we won't know anything unless she wakes up.

They opened the alchemy table in the attic and put the black widow on it.

"Is it right here?"

"It's right here." Rosie said angrily, "Where else?" Do you want to put her in your own **?

The attic has already been renovated. The oblique window has been replaced with a dark lily window, which can block the interference of the sun. Next to the wall are several closets, which contain tools and materials in different categories.

"It's convenient to get something here." Leo roughly explained, "The overhead also just floats the lighting ball." He took out the scalpel and a long glass bottle from a drawer and lit the alcohol lamp and said, "Moon dance, could you please go to church and invite a pastor over? Rosie, take a flawed gem to the moon dance.

"I hate priests!" Rosie was indignant and chose a rough gem the size of a little finger and stuffed it into Lu Yuewu's hand. "They are more greedy than vampires."

"At least they will do things when they receive money." Li Ou glanced at it and said, "Take another piece, and how much money will they make? Take them as a tribute to the church, and the pastor will gladly come with you.

Lu Yuewu turned around and went downstairs, and Li Ou began to be busy disinfecting the equipment - applying medicine and putting it on the alcohol lamp to burn. Rosie, check it with magic first. He said as he did.

"Is it necessary to be so cumbersome?"

"Her appearance is not entirely due to hunger."

"Is that right? I can't see any difference."

"Her muscles are tight and fat is thick. This is by no means a feature of hungry people. But her body is too light, as if her bones are the same as birds - they are all hollow.

"You should knock open her bones and have a good look." While habitually mocking, she took out the magic dust to prepare to cast spells. Her magic was completed quickly. Leo only felt a breeze blowing her face and saw her open her eyes.

"What did you find?"

"A good news and a bad news, which one do you want to listen to first?" Whichever you always have to say." It's bad news for this black widow. It's good news for you.

"Don't sell it. If you have something to say, just say it directly."

Rosie curled her lips and said, "Congratulations, you guessed right."

Li Ou stopped working when he heard this. Could it be that one of his jokes turned out to be true? Then he really has the ability to become a prophet." Her bones are hollow?"

"She hasn't become a bird yet, at least I haven't seen her grow wings." Rosie snorted disdainfully and looked at him sideways. "It's true that she has become so weak not because of hunger. There is still undigested food in her stomach."

His guess is correct. Is that because of magic?

Rosie took a deep breath and said slowly, "And it's black magic."

The scalpel cut his finger. Black magic." Leo's hair is creepy. That represents an evil deal with demons - every spell classified in this taboo category involves playing with the soul. Once upon a time, the mage regarded black magic as a way to explore the truth of the mysteries of life and death, but the final result was that every mage who used black magic became a half-human and half-demon monster. Either become a devil's delicacy, or turn into ashes in the counterattack of black magic.

He took several deep breaths and finally barely calmed down. He held the cold scalpel again and pointed the blade at the black widow's thumb.

"You don't believe my judgment?" Rosie was a little angry and raised her volume.

"It's not that I don't believe it. It's a big deal." Li Ou pinched the black widow's thumb, gently stroked the knife, and squeezed out a few drops of blood into the long glass bottle. You and I both know what terrible things will bring about by the resurgence of black magic. That's definitely several times more serious than the black dawn. And... if she really fell into the black magic, she would die in pain and slowly, but there was nothing we could do. The only thing we could do was to free her as soon as possible.

"This kind of woman is the best to die."

"If the world is really like this, then we are not far from death."

"Whether it's true or crooked, you are always reasonable."

Liou did not respond. He had set up the crucible and put mercury and lead into it one by one. Then he stimulated the flame with magic, burned it into a liquid, and added a little sulfur powder to it. Yellow smoke immediately rose everywhere. Then he added pure silver, poured blood into it, extinguished the flame, and gently stirred and shook it when the temperature was slightly lower. He put gold into the crucible as a stable substrate to precipitate. When the crucible completely cooled, Li Ou found that the metals inside were completely mixed and knotted. At this time, the alloy between gold and silver was charred, and the magic on it was disturbing in a chaotic and disorderly way, as if a demon soul was struggling to escape from the cage.

"I said that my spells can't be wrong."

"I'd rather we were all wrong."

Li Ou put down the tools in his hand and looked at the black widow who frowned. At such a close distance, he felt more and more that he should know her, at least meet her and have an impression. But at this time, she was unconscious, and he was helpless about her illness.

"What should I do now? Just let her lie down here?"

What else can I do? He has several ways to wake her up, restore her mind and speak, but there is no way to heal her and relieve her pain. It is better to be unconscious than to be awake. Let him have a look when the priest comes. Maybe he can do something.

"What can a stupid person who is brainwashed by religion do? Can the dead gods give them divine power? Rosie mocked coldly, "As long as that guy doesn't see the black magic and is so crazy that he will kill it immediately, I will thank God."

"The priest is not a holy white knight." Li Ou was stubborn, "At least I haven't heard of any priest who can hold the dagger firmly."

"Because everything I saw is dead."

Li Ou was speechless.