Chapter 24: Molested
The same age, the same black hair and black eyes, the same attachment to a special book formed by thought, and the same laugh...
But Kurolo smiled slightly, and Luo smiled heartily. The two looked at each other silently, and the conversation paused for a while.
During the first short-term contact, Kulolo had a great interest in Luo, but Luo didn't feel very good. After all, it was because of Kulolo's questions at the beginning.
Maki looked at the two of them on the sidelines, confused, and thought Kulolo today was a bit strange.
"Just take the liberty to ask, how old are you this year?" Luo suddenly asked.
This is a very common question.
"12 years old, how about you?" Kulolo's smile remained unchanged from beginning to end.
"Ah, 13 years old, one year older than you." Luo touched his head and smiled more heartily. He didn't know how old this body was. It is estimated that he would only know how old this body is.
Regardless of how old it is, as long as it is one year older than Kuroro, this is the advantage of asking others' age first, even if the other party says one hundred years old, oneself can say one hundred and one years old.
Kurolo nodded slightly and smiled: "No wonder, your hands look bigger than mine."
As he said, he suddenly lifted the copy of "Thief’s Desire" in his hand, then handed it over, and continued: “It seems to be similar to the handprints on this book of mine. , Maybe it will fit perfectly."
"Haha."
Luo smiled heartily, and then looked at Kuroro with a look of ‘you seem to be making me laugh’, but he was already smiling.
He knew that Kuroro’s book could steal the ability of others to read. The **** mudra that covered his hand on the book was one of the conditions. The other two conditions, if he remembered correctly, were to show his ability to Kuroro. The last one is to answer Kuroro's question about ability.
These three conditions must be completed within an hour to steal the ability, and the person who is stolen will lose the ability to think.
"This **** handprint is a circle bigger than my hand." Luo tilted his head to look at March and said, "Right, March."
Maki glanced at the **** handprints on the book, then took a special look at Luo's hand, nodded, and said, "It's really a big circle."
"Hey? I thought it fits well." Kuroro scratched his head embarrassedly.
Maki's eyes are Wei Mi. Sure enough, Kuroro is a bit weird today.
"Come on, I'll try to show it to you." Luo maintained a hearty smile, and then took the initiative to stretch out his hand to cover the **** handprints on the book of Kulolo, and said seriously: "Look, it is really big."
"It's really a big circle." A hint of surprise flashed in the depths of Kulolo's eyes. He retracted his hand and asked calmly: "By the way, what is the ability of your book?"
really deserves to be the leader of the Phantom Brigade in the future. As soon as we met, I thought about stealing the ability... The last condition is to answer the question. If you answer the question, the ability will be stolen.
"I am not very clear, after all, yesterday was the first time I used mindfulness." Luo shrugged, and after speaking, he removed the'hand of God'.
deliberately covered his hand on the **** handprint, just to tease Kulolo, as long as he didn't answer the question about the ability to read within an hour, the condition would not be established.
As for it doesn't matter if Kulolo realizes the weirdness, Kulolo is only twelve years old now, and he will not be the head of the group more than ten years later, so he is not afraid.
Luo is confident to become stronger than Kuroro, stronger than any member of the Phantom Brigade.
So, what are your concerns? Even if the memory is discovered by Parker Noda, as long as there is a strong strength as the foundation, this is a trivial matter.
Hearing Luo's words, Ku Luo Luo smiled faintly, and also removed the "Thief's Intentions".
There is one hour, which is ample for him, so he is not in a hurry, he just looked at Luo's hand of ominous omen at his feet.
"I didn't insist on asking, I wanted to suddenly intersperse questions about mindfulness in the conversation waiting for the meeting. Generally speaking, this guy is really unpleasant." Luo followed Kulolo's gaze to the bad omen at his feet. Hand, thinking silently.
"Can I take a look at this wooden hand?" Kulolo asked.
"Of course." Luo said.
Kulolo nodded, and walked over, squatted down, ready to pick up the hand of bad omen.
"You'd better hold the wire to watch." Luo kindly reminded him, after all, the color on Omen's hand was formed by pouring countless bones and blood, and I felt sick just thinking about it.
"It's okay, it's just blood stains."
Kulolo was slightly surprised, knowing the meaning of Luo's reminder, but he still directly picked up the hand of the ominous sign and hung it in front of his eyes to observe carefully.
"Do you know what this piece of wood is?" Luo raised his brows when he heard the words blood stains, thinking that Kulolo must know the hand of bad omen.
"Ok."
Kurolo nodded, and while holding the Omen Hand tossing over and over, he replied: "This is the Omen Hand of the Lilit Clan, and it is also the artifact of the Li Lite Clan's belief that has been passed down from generation to generation. The material is a kind of tree that only grows in the mud of the swamp. If you remember correctly, it should be called a'white mud tree'."
"This tree is as white as snow and has a strange fragrance. It is a favorite of mud worms, so the yield is extremely low, and it has a very strict requirement if it is used to make the'Hand of Omen'."
Kurolo suddenly raised his head and raised his index finger to March and Luo.
"What's the requirement?" March asked curiously.
Luo curled his lips, I didn't expect this guy to know so much.
"The trunk of the white clay tree is full of sweet sap, and the white clay tree will breed a tree in the white sap after the tree reaches a hundred years old, and the material of the hand of bad omen is the white clay tree. In the tree."
"Because the older the white mud tree, the stronger the sweet smell it emits, and it is easy to attract mud worms. Therefore, the century-old bai mud tree is very rare, because it is basically eaten up by the mud earthworms."
"The bad omen hand of the Lilit clan was made from a hundred-year-old white clay tree. It was originally snow-white, but now it is stained red with blood, and most of the inside has also turned dark red."
"By the way, the sap of the white mud tree is one of the rare ingredients, and the difficulty of obtaining it is level B. In order to satisfy the appetite, many top rich people in the world specially hire food hunters to obtain the sap of the white mud tree, but there are only a few. People succeed."
Kulolo introduced and observed the Omen's Hand. After almost that, he looked at the broken finger, and a touch of regret appeared on his face.
"You know so much~www.NovelMTL.com~ Luo sincerely sighed, he also displayed the white smoke font, only to realize that this is the hand of the Lilit clan, but it is not as detailed as Kulolo said. .
And if Kuroro is right, Na Luo is very interested in obtaining the B-level white clay tree sap, after all, he is a foodie.
"I usually like to read books, and I happen to have read books about the Hand of Omen." Kulolo smiled.
"Is this piece of wood worth it?" March heard from the beginning, but was only interested in the value of the Omen's Hand.
"The Lilit clan disappeared three hundred years ago. The bad omen hand left behind is rare. It is a treasure in the eyes of collectors. However, the bad omen hand has broken three fingers and its collection value has plummeted. Generally speaking, 20% of the market price should be paid by someone."
Kurolo's slender fingers gently touched the rather textured surface of Omen's Hand, and said seriously: "But the Omen's Hand is a bit special. If it reaches 50% of the market price, someone will ask for it."
"Why?" March asked curiously, but she wanted to know the specific price.
"It's the year," Kulolo said.
Maki looked at Luo who was silent at this time, and said in surprise: "Is it because of 900 years of history?"
Hearing what Ma Qi said, Kurolo was quite surprised, and following Ma Qi's gaze to Luo, he was a little surprised.
After all, Luo also revealed the source of the hand of bad omen, and it shouldn’t be surprising that he knows how to identify the year.
"To be precise, it was 920." At this moment, Luo suddenly said in silence.
Kulolo heard the words, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he said sincerely: "You really like reading."
"To each other." Luo continued to smile heartily, pretending to be a small force invisibly, in fact, he often reads to fool you.
