The red moon returns

Chapter 453 Home Sweet Home
It was evening on July 1399, 7, and Lynch finally returned to his familiar home.

221 Villa Street, nd floor.

He changed into soft and comfortable pajamas, which had just been washed and were filled with the scent of lavender, Lynch's favorite floral scent. The landlady was getting to know Lynch's preferences more and more.

Stretching hard and looking around the small but comfortable living room, Lynch smiled with satisfaction and threw his tired body into the soft sofa.

Comfortable.

The aroma of food was already wafting from the kitchen downstairs. The landlady was humming happily, and the kitchen utensils were clinking in her slender hands.

I can taste the landlady’s cooking again. Although the food cooked by Mrs. Maggie is not delicious, it is full of the taste of home.

This made Lynch quite looking forward to it.

These five days in Qiwu were quite hard and full of sadness.

Since they realized that there was something wrong with the grains, the four of them didn't dare to eat or drink water for several days, and had to rely on the cheapest simple food they brought with them to fill their stomachs. They used veal loin from Orlando with red heart nuts from Fulan County to fill their hunger, and the homemade wine stored in Miles Village for ten years to quench their thirst. Life was miserable, and the miserable Natalie felt that she had gained weight.

……

Maybe it's not that miserable.

In fact, Miss Diana's bracelet contained enough exquisite ingredients and fine wine to last four people for half a month, so the only difficulty they had in terms of food was that they didn't know what to choose.

Being used to eating big fish and meat, Lynch certainly looks forward to home-cooked dishes.

Smelling the aroma of food, the fatigue of the past few days came up and I could hardly open my eyes. But at this moment, a little head popped out of the door.

Little Martha was peeping inside stealthily, and seeing Lynch lying on the sofa with his eyes closed, she thought he was asleep, so she crawled in using her hands and feet. Lynch, who had his eyes narrowed, saw everything, and her sneaky look made him curious.

Ever since I beat this naughty kid up, he has become much more obedient and hasn't done anything bad for a long time. I wonder what he is trying to do secretly now.

Lynch pretended to be asleep without making any noise, and watched the little thing crawl to him on tiptoe, and then... Shit.

Lynch was horrified, but it was too late. Little Martha suddenly jumped up, used her body as a sword, and hit him in the stomach.

Hey!
With a shrill scream, Lynch curled up like a shrimp, feeling extremely regretful.

I actually thought this damn kid had become obedient. There must be something wrong with my brain.

The little guy succeeded in his attack, but didn't run away. Instead, he buried his head in Lynch's belly and rubbed it affectionately for a while, and a muffled sound came from his belly.

"Uncle Lynch didn't lie like Dad did."

"Ok?"

"That day he said he would be back in a few days, just like you said when you left, but he never came back. But you did."

Lin Qi's eyes gradually softened, and he reached out and gently patted the furry little head on his belly. "Hehe, mom is so happy that her hands are shaking. I am also very happy. It's great. I really hope that this kind of life can continue forever."

"Yes, but there will be many unsatisfactory things in such a life, for example..." Lynch gently stroked Martha's little head. Just when she was about to make a purring sound, he suddenly stood up, pressed the little thing on his legs, and slapped her butt a few times, "I let you sneak attack me, I let you crawl on the ground, and I let you bump into my stomach."

The little thing was giggling while trying hard to get rid of Lynch's clutches. It ran to the door, covering its butt, and turned back to make a rude gesture, but stopped halfway. It waved its fist at Lynch with gritted teeth, then happily ran downstairs to complain to its mother.

little things.

Lynch curled his lips. The sleepiness had gone away after the little guy's noise. Lynch simply sat up, opened his detective notebook, and began to organize what he had gained during this period.

There is not much comprehension in terms of abilities, and there are still only two powers: concealment and death. Among them, concealment still uses the most commonly used lurking and phantom sound, as well as the mysterious intuition of hiding the presence of external objects and sensing the concentration of mysterious filth. The power of death has more subsidiary abilities, but in addition to those abilities to sense and communicate with the dead, the most useful ones are the only long-range attack method, Death Coil, and the strongest defensive ability, Death Denial.

These abilities are gradually becoming insufficient. Although Lynch has realized in the past few months that level is not the most important thing in the mysterious world, and that understanding power and the ability to use it skillfully and accurately are the keys to victory, level does determine the upper limit of ability and is still very important.

The problem is that I don't know when I will be promoted next time. The promotion of divine power is indeed troublesome. Fortunately, I got the second Red Moon Memory from the Black Cat Count. Once I encounter the right power, I will have the opportunity to be promoted.

Before that, one can only use secret techniques and rare objects to make up for the lack of ability.

Lynch counted and realized that he now had three secrets. In addition to the Swelling Daughter Contact Technique, which he never planned to use again in his life, there were only Flash and the newly learned Secret Technique Nak-Tit Great Prison Technique. Although few, they were very practical, especially the Prison Technique, which could not only trap the enemy, but also cover himself to form a protective shield, and could unite the forces of no more than ten friendly forces, so that either you could challenge us alone, or we could beat you alone.

This is a very useful large-scale defense method. Lynch feels that the risk is worth taking just to learn this. Moreover, this secret method is just a bonus, and the real gain is something else.

The substitute puppet, a gift from Dr. Swain, Lynch’s second life.

Ever since the ring of the Fiery Lady's Passion was destroyed, Lynch only had five rare items left. In addition to the fan of the Swelling Lady that he had completely sealed up, there was the pipe that could be used as a tranquilizer, the cane that could absorb blood and transform, the super-strong conceptual single-body defense time hourglass, and the most important one, the Compassion of the Scarlet Lady. But now there is one more item.

Strictly speaking, the substitute puppet can only be regarded as a special prop, but Lynch still counts it as a rare item. This thing is definitely a strategic-level treasure. Lynch carefully put away this strange doll that looks exactly like himself. Thanks to the doctor, with it, I feel a lot braver. If I have the chance, I will definitely help you get rid of it.

【And those things in your soul. 】

There was a subtle smile in the neighbor's tone, which made Lynch's mouth twitch. Yes, there is also a row of evil gods on the soul that can be blocked.

The Favor of Cats bestowed by the Cat Goddess Bastet, the Call of Water bestowed by the Yellow King, the Dream of the Sea bestowed by Cthulhu, the Lord of R'lyeh, and the Embrace of Fire bestowed by Cthugya, the Lady of Fire.

Every gift is very good, but all the gifts of fate have been secretly marked with a price. Which gift from the evil god can make people feel at ease?

Forget it, too many lice won’t bite, too many debts won’t worry me, and if anyone else wants to stamp my name, I’ll just endure it.

With a long sigh, Lynch closed his notes. In general, he was strong in defense but weak in offense, and lacked the offensive skills for daily use. Lynch decided to find a way to devise some offensive methods when he went to the Mystic Tower tomorrow, otherwise he couldn't just hold his head and take a beating every time.

Just as he was planning his plan to cheat people tomorrow, someone rang the doorbell at the downstairs door. Lin Qi was stunned and looked at his pocket watch. It was already past six o'clock. Why was there someone coming to the door?
He walked to the stairs in confusion and stuck his head out, only to see a familiar tall figure standing downstairs, looking up and smiling at him.

Officer Natalie Angell is here for another meal.

(End of this chapter)