Chapter 688 Cursed Son
After lunch, the group started to act according to the planned plan.
Levina stayed in the city lord's mansion, tidying up the room where she would sleep at night.
In fact, the rooms in the mansion are very clean and tidy. If you guessed correctly, before they were abandoned, there were dedicated servants cleaning them every day.
What Levina really wants to do is to move some clothes, bedding and other things to other places.
Especially the most luxurious room, dedicated to Earl Tushan.
Jack plans to live in it.
It's normal to take over a room. There is no need to rush to replace the luxurious furniture in the room you just acquired. But there is no need to keep those clothes. Jack is not in the habit of wearing second-hand clothes.
Levina's mission was not heavy or dangerous, so Jack ignored her.
What he needs to follow up more is the two tasks of selecting a manor to imprison the living dead and teaching Wen Xi how to use his power.
The first is selection.
Jack walked roughly in a circle around here.
Finally, I chose the manor on the right.
I don’t know who the original owner is, but to be able to live next to the city lord’s mansion, he must be someone powerful, maybe someone who is somewhat related to the Tushan family, right?
Jack didn't have the heart to worry about those things.
He led people directly into the manor, briefly searched for the treasures that had been left behind, and then began to set up the magic barrier.
It's all hard work, nothing worth mentioning.
Anyway, it would take a lot of time, so let the Enke brothers go ahead and pack up their future exclusive residence for the brothers.
It was a small house near the entrance of the manor.
It was originally supposed to be a residence for guards. The Enke brothers lived in it and could supervise it well.
As for Wenxi, she followed Jack.
Chat with Jack while watching him decorate the magic barrier.
I have to say that even though the memory in Wen Xi's mind is still a bit messy, when talking about some things, it is still very organized.
For example, for the flowers in the garden, she can tell you the specific varieties, their special cultivation methods, and the key points that need to be paid attention to.
This makes people wonder how many complete memories she has in her mind.
"Seeing that you are eloquent, what is your impression of the Tushan family?" Jack asked curiously.
"The Tushan family is a small family that is somewhat related to the royal family." Wen Xi shrugged and answered casually, "It is also a family that is obsessed with immortality."
"How do you say this?" Jack became interested.
"Suppose your nominal cousin can live for hundreds of years, your cousin can live for hundreds of years, and your cousins can also live for hundreds of years... When you yourself are only over a hundred years old, do you think, What will happen?" Wen Xi sighed, "The Tushan family grew up abnormally in such an environment."
"That's it, I generally understand." Jack nodded slightly.
It will be easier to understand if we take money as an example.
It's just that there are many rich people in the world. Even if you don't ask, you can know how rich they are.
But those rich people are too far away from me and are not in the same circle.
Even envy and jealousy are only temporary things.
Eventually, you will return your attention to your own life.
But if there is such a top rich man among his relatives, that is another matter.
At the least, you think about how to let the other party support you. At the most serious level, you may even think about how to replace the other party.
After all, both of them have similar blood, so why can the other person become so prosperous and rich, while he himself has accomplished nothing?
Money is like this, and life span is no exception.
Especially the aristocratic class like the Tushan family, which is already not short of money.
They wish they could live ten thousand to twenty thousand years and enjoy everything in this world.
"So, you generally have some mental problems." Jack came to the conclusion easily.
"You're not wrong in saying that." Wen Xi smiled, "My father once went to be a beggar to experience a different life. He didn't eat the delicious seafood from the north and ate moldy bread instead. . It’s really hard to say that he’s mentally normal. And this is just a trivial thing that happened. There are more such things.”
"Then you guys are having a great time." Jack shook his head.
The more materially wealthy people become, the more bizarre people's pursuits will become.
There is no other way. Before eating, there is only one question that people have to consider, and that is how to eat.
If you are full, there will be more problems.
Jack didn't want to discuss issues related to philosophy, so he took the initiative to change it: "It seems that your memory is starting to recover."
"I'm not considered lost, right?" Wen Xi chuckled, "I just can't remember the past memories."
To be honest, Jack wasn't sure about her status.
After all, the brain has been damaged by a virus. Even if Jack copies and pastes all the remaining data, he may not be able to retain much.
At present, it seems that there should be quite a lot of retained parts.
And, as time goes by, more and more.
It depends on whether Wen Xi will take the initiative to dig out his own memory and sort out the fragmented memory fragments.
If you insist on sorting it out every day, you should be able to return to a good level soon.
By then, I wonder if she will still feel that her current body is great as a matter of course?
Jack was a little curious about this.
"What are you doing?"
A sudden voice interrupted the chat between the two.
Subconsciously, they turned around and looked over, only to see a gray thing staring at them.
Jack was a little surprised: "Who are you?"
It was a kid about seven or eight years old.
His whole body was covered in mud, and even his face had a layer of mud. Therefore, he could only see the other party's crystal clear golden eyes, and could not tell whether he was a boy or a girl.
He looked around and found that the other person was alone. He couldn't help but be curious: "Why are you alone?"
"Shouldn't I be alone?" The other person was a little confused by Jack's words. "Lins said that I can't be with other people, otherwise I will hurt others."
"What do you mean?" Now it was Jack's turn to be confused.
"I...I don't know..." The child lowered his head, his voice a little dark, "Anyway, everyone said that I was cursed, and anyone who is close to me will be unlucky."
"Curse child?" Jack raised his eyebrows.
He hadn't seen this kind of existence for a long, long time.
Isn't that a pathetic thing that only appears in movies, and is deliberately programmed?
Essentially, he is an ordinary person, but he is inexplicably saddled with a lot of crimes.
It has become an existence that everyone hates.
"The child of the curse?" The child was stunned, "Are you talking about me?"
