Weird asylum, you're taking in a human like me?

Chapter 532

As the news fermented.

Yi Hao, the chief priest of the holy city, was escorted by a divine fox tail and secretly left the city.

His destination was the gathering place of the succubus where Lu Xiao was currently.

When he arrived at the destination, Lu Xiao was not there.

After meeting with the natural disaster who stayed here, Yi Hao was not in a hurry after learning that Lu Xiao would be back soon.

He moved directly into the gentle country.

As for Lu Xiao.

He came to the raven's hometown, the bush, alone.

The vague figure was still sitting in the middle of the bush.

Compared with the last time Lu Xiao came here.

A small half of the ravens here have regained their feathers.

These ravens with feathers flapped their wings and scattered as soon as they saw Lu Xiao.

The remaining ravens hid behind the vague figure with fear in their eyes.

While Lu Xiao was pouring the eyeballs that stored the souls of the Flame Demon Clan into the pit, he looked at the figure who was constantly weaving feathers with the corner of his eyes.

There was one thing that made him particularly curious.

That was the light blue transparent silk thread in the figure's hand.

In the figure's hand, this silk thread could be used to weave a piece of black feathers in just less than a few seconds.

And Lu Xiao did not see any balls of thread or anything like that around him.

But the figure had endless silk threads.

After a long time, Lu Xiao finished pouring the eyeballs he brought this time.

After doing all this, Lu Xiao carefully folded the bag and put it in his pocket.

This bag is a treasure.

He snatched it from Amelia.

The internal space has been processed, and it is similar to the storage bag in the novel.

The eyeballs of all the lives of the entire Flame Demon Clan are stored in this bag.

The principle is actually very simple.

It is to carve a magic circle that can scale space inside the bag.

Of course, this requires a very high material for the bag itself.

In the whole hell, only Amelia has this thing.

Even the gods of the royal family don't have it.

This is also the capital that Amelia has always been proud of.

But it doesn't matter, it's Lu Xiao's now.

After putting the bag away, Lu Xiao didn't leave immediately.

He groped and took a step towards the vague figure.

The movement of the figure's hand paused for a moment.

Then the other party's voice sounded in Lu Xiao's mind.

"Get out!"

Concise and to the point.

But Lu Xiao naturally wouldn't leave so easily.

Suddenly, an idea came to his mind.

That is, this vague figure is just a projection of a certain existence.

Therefore, he won't attack him.

At least for now, the other party is still very kind.

Lu Xiao doesn't know the reason, but it doesn't prevent him from making unwarranted speculations about unknown existence.

"Could it be that Lu Xiao's reputation frightened him?"

Besides this possibility, Lu Xiao could not think of any other possibility.

According to what Tian Zai said.

Races in the universe are naturally malicious towards other races.

Kindness, that can only exist towards one's own race.

Lu Xiao bravely asked with consciousness:

"What is that silk thread in your hand?"

However, the other party ignored him.

Still busy with his own business.

Lu Xiao persevered and asked: "Hello? Are you there, are you there?"

"Hello? Can you talk?"

"What are you using to weave those feathers?"

"Can you give me some?"

"I'll exchange something with you, okay?"

"Hello, hello?"

"..."

If consciousness communication is compared to sending voice messages on a chat software.

Then Lu Xiao is equivalent to sending dozens of voice messages to the other party at one time.

Under normal circumstances, Lu Xiao will definitely be blocked.

But this is a communication of consciousness, so there is no such thing as blocking.

At this moment, Lu Xiao looked like he was tired of talking.

He sat down on the ground with his fingers drawing circles on the ground.

At the same time, his consciousness was still chattering.

"Brother, can you say something to me?"

Perhaps one of Lu Xiao's words touched the other party, or perhaps the other party was a little annoyed by Lu Xiao's nagging.

He finally answered Lu Xiao's question.

"Soul!"

The sudden voice in his mind made Lu Xiao's eyes light up.

He hurriedly asked: "Are you saying that the light blue silk thread is the soul?"

"Why can the soul become visible in your hands?"

"Why do you use the soul to weave feathers?"

"All crossingsDid you weave all the crow feathers yourself? "

"How did you get the feathers on them? Did you just stick them on?"

"You......"

At this moment, Lu Xiao turned into a ruthless questioning machine.

However, after the figure answered the word "soul", there was no more words.

The message Lu Xiao sent out was like a drop in the ocean.

After waiting for a while, Lu Xiao did not get the answer he wanted, and he showed a regretful expression on his face.

His purpose was naturally not to annoy the other party.

But he wanted to get some useful information from the mouth of the blurry figure.

But because the other party did not answer, Lu Xiao did not have a good way.

He stood up, patted the dirt on his butt, and then waved to the blurry figure and said:

"I'm leaving first, I'll see you next time."

As he said that, Lu Xiao seemed to suddenly remember something.

He hurriedly added: "By the way, how many souls did I collect this time? ”

“How many more souls are left before Mr. Moratti is free?”

Originally, Lu Xiao did not expect to get an answer.

Because before coming, the number of eyeballs had been counted.

A total of 192,106.

The reason why Lu Xiao asked the other party was to see if the other party was sensitive to numbers.

There was no big meaning in it.

It was just to see if the other party valued the promise.

Otherwise, Lu Xiao had worked hard to collect 100 million souls, but the other party couldn't count the number.

Then he would have no place to cry.

“192,106”

The blurred figure finally answered the question.

After getting the answer, Lu Xiao let out a long sigh.

He waved at the figure and said, “Then I’ll leave first. I’ll come to see you when I have time.”

“By the way, I don’t know your name yet. What should I call you next time I come here? "

This time, Lu Xiao waited for a long time, but did not get a reply.

Finally, he left the bush with a look of regret.

After walking out of the bush, Lu Xiao began to ponder.

It has been confirmed that the raven's feathers are woven by the soul.

Lu Xiao thought for a long time, but did not know what the purpose of doing this was.

Finally, Lu Xiao decided to go back and ask the knowledgeable natural disaster.