Night, Rendan.

Cathedral Railway Station.

The luxury train stopped slowly, and passengers got off one after another, while the servants who had been waiting on the platform boarded the train to carry their owner's luggage.

Wayne kept Shepherd's warning in mind and returned to Rendan alone without contacting anyone. He walked out of the station quietly with his suitcase.

Looking at the foggy night, he stood in front of the taxi and took a deep breath.

Rendan, I'm back!

The fire element in the body sensed strong emotional fluctuations and cheered.

Wayne narrowed his eyes slightly. Three months ago, he had to leave Rendan in a mess. Three months later, he was reborn and was no longer the innocent and cute little belt.

"Today is different from the past. From today on, no one can say loudly to me..."

"Hey, the taxi is coming. If you don't get on, you're waiting for someone else to get on, there's a line behind you!"

The camera was far away, and dozens of people lined up at the station entrance to wait for the bus. Wayne was the first, and he couldn't get up there and was dazed in the spot where he couldn't get up, which aroused collective dissatisfaction and spoke louder than the other.

Wayne nodded repeatedly to apologize, opened the car door and went in disgrace.

He reported the address and asked the driver to leave quickly, and at the same time showed his identity as a local, warning the driver not to take a detour under his nose.

Otherwise, you will grow grass in your butt!

The taxi drove away from the station door, Wayne turned around and raised his middle finger at the back window, his cocks were crooked. What happened after a while, he had no patience at all.

"What quality!"

Wayne curled his lips. The moment he just choked, no one could speak loudly to him from now on.

In the back row of the taxi, Wayne closed his eyes and took a nap, his mind diverged, and he sensed the distribution of the four elements in a meditation state.

I didn't know anything three months ago, and no beginners can be considered a sacred place for me. Now I noticed that the four elements that were free in the Rendan were extremely abundant, and I can be called the magician's holy place for cultivation.

But the ubiquitous fog is problematic. If you use meditation to sense, your thinking seems to be trapped in a swamp quagmire, tightly wrapped by some unexplained viscous substance.

Wayne couldn't describe this feeling, just like that. Every point forward, the resistance is greater, and every point backward, the suction is stronger.

That's right, it's just swimming, with resistance everywhere.

In Wayne's perception, the fog is alive, fearing the light, and even the street lights used for lighting at night can dispel it.

The fog actively avoided the lights and carefully tested them. The fog edges twisted the tiny tentacles.

The four elements avoid fog and are unwilling to join them. They gather in large quantities under the light, just like flying insects at night attracted by light bulbs.

Wayne nodded secretly. Rendan's night is very suitable for meditation. Regardless of the situation during the day, at night, it will be compressed in one place at a very high density. A roll of tentacles is a big mouth. The meditation efficiency is more than ten times higher than that of Enlord Town.

Wayne did not immediately start plundering the four elements. Friendly rejected the fire element that he took the initiative to cast, and criticized the other party's shameful behavior of selling friends for honor.

Rendan is a metropolis, with many people and mixed eyes. If we pretend to be a little bit, it would be bad if we were misunderstood to become a villain.

His family knows his family affairs, and Wayne knows his situation very well. As long as he opens his mind, a large number of fire elements will be wrapped in soil, water, and wind.

You can't even drive away!

The noise is very loud and it will attract unnecessary attention.

Shife told Wayne to keep a low profile, and Veronica and other acquaintances should not contact him. The teacher would not be aimless. She must have made sense for her to give such instructions. Wayne listened to his advice and decided to find a place where no one disturbed meditation.

The detective agency definitely doesn't work. He couldn't think of a suitable location for a while, and he thought about where the warehouse area or the dock was more suitable.

But first, we must meet Abin.

The dog was raised for three months and ran around happily every night. He was far more familiar with Rendan than him, so he might have a better suggestion.

Wayne contacted Abin through the Book of Greedy, and asked the other party to wait at the detective agency. Stop hiding tonight and stop wandering around.

Abin responded to Wayne's call and expressed his grievance. He slept in the backyard during the day and guarded the detective agency at night. Except for occasionally going out to bite his enemies, he was dedicated and responsible. He had not been wandering outside for a long time.

Wayne comforted him a little and fed him a lot of magic, which made Abin enjoy his appetite.

...

Detective Agency.

After getting off the car, Wayne looked at his watch. In terms of duration, the taxi driver still took a detour.

"In this materialistic society, there are not many people as honest as me..."

He sighed and bypassed the door of the detective agency, climbed over the wall and entered the backyard.

Abin shook his tail and leaned over.

After not seeing each other for three months, Wayne became handsome again, and Abin's body became stronger and stronger.

The fog on the surface of the body is solid and approaching the solid, the muscles are well developed and powerful, and the black fur oil is shiny, which is no different from the ordinary Doberman. Only under strong light can the spirit body be penetrated and vaguely seen.

Wayne patted the dog's head, and a ball of magic gathered in his palm and handed it over.

Abin's tail shakes out the afterimage, sticks out his tongue to lick the magic completely, and continues to lick Wayne's palm.

Its body can be freely transformed between virtual and real. Its cold tongue made Wayne laugh, raised his hand and rubbed the dog's head, rubbed the soft spiritual ears and stood up.

Sure enough, Dubin was more handsome, and his eyes were much more cruel.

Just cut off your tail, suppressing your dog's nature is an evil way.

Abin didn't like the state of standing ears. He leaned his head and arched Wayne's hand twice, and his high-standing ears drooped.

Wayne didn't force it, just be happy.

"Abin, do you know where Rendan is deserted and secluded. At night, there is no one in a radius of more than ten miles?"

Wayne opened the back door of the detective agency and led Abin in. Before returning from March, the tables, chairs and bookcases were covered with dust.

He put down his suitcase, looked through his diary, and interrupted the update on March 20, and had to take the time to make up for this paragraph.

Wayne had already thought about this story about the local people. A positive and optimistic kind young man hiked the world to the poor and backward towns for his dream. He spreads knowledge, brings happiness and hope to the townspeople, and injects vitality into the lifeless stagnant water.

On the day of leaving, the townspeople sent each other ten miles away, but they were reluctant to part with them for a long time. The young man couldn't help choking and tears blurred his eyes several times.

That's what it should be written!

Abin couldn't speak, and had a spiritual conversation with Wayne through the contract of the Book of Greed: "I don't know much about Rendan and I rarely go out in the past three months, but I know a friend who likes to stay in a quiet place and should be able to provide some reference."

"friend?!"

A string of question marks floated across Wayne's forehead. Who is so brave? He makes friends with the evil dog of the dead at night.

Magician?

She, yo, is still a female magician!

Wayne raised his eyebrows and asked Abin to make an appointment. He wanted to meet the other party.

It’s better to be seen, just provide a few reference opinions. He just wants to know where people are rarely visited, and no one comes to him even if he calls him a throat.

"No need to make an appointment, just call her and come."

"What's her name so good?"

“Yulia.”

"Yulia, a good name, it sounds very beautiful." Wayne nodded happily.

"Yes."

Abin nodded. From the aesthetic perspective of the undead, Yulia had a very good bone shape and was indeed a beautiful mare with a heroic appearance.

A wisp of soul waves spread out like water waves slowly spreading, penetrating through the fog to form resonance, spreading rapidly at low frequencies that humans cannot recognize...

A moment later, Abin received a response from the other party.

"Master, she's here, right in the backyard."

"It's quite fast!"

Wayne has tidied up his clothes and was trained by the butler Fra. When facing a lady, he will subconsciously pay attention to his image to avoid making the other party feel uncomfortable.

In the backyard, Wayne pushed open the back door and saw the female magician's appearance clearly, and his smile frozen on the spot.

There is no female magician, only a strong undead war horse.

The cold light wrapped the bones, covered with saddle reins, the mouth was full of dog teeth, black smoke swayed, and the breath spewed purple flames.

Wayne:(?)?д?(?)

Mom, Abin, what kind of friends have you made outside!

Is this a friend who can be brought home casually?
Chapter completed!