The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 255 Cursed Fur Coat 1

As the sun moved into the sky, the mist that evaporated in the early morning was swept away by the increasingly strong sunlight, and the group finally reached the end of the trip.

——New Orleans at the mouth of the Mississippi River.

The car followed the vast Lake Pontchartrain in the north of the city, turned onto a sparsely populated narrow road, and stopped steadily in front of the gate of a quiet suburban manor.

"Hey! You're leaving me alone outside? This is the attitude of inviting people to the carnival!"

Zhu Mingyao crossed his arms and glanced sideways at the two little girls, curling his lips in displeasure.

After snapping his fingers and making a pile of luggage float three inches off the ground, Madison spread his hands and made a helpless expression.

"There is no way. The rules set by the sisterhood from the very beginning prohibit all outside men from entering the witch school. When my father came to send me to school, he stopped there."

Zoe stepped forward and pushed aside the door wall entangled with roses and ivy, placed her slender fingers on an obsidian magic circle, and said apologetically:

"Every year on Halloween, the sisterhood will hold a ceremony under the leadership of the mentor, rearrange the accumulated things, strengthen the secret lock of the headquarters, and renew various magic contracts. It will be busy for a long time. Maddie has arranged her home for you. There are also professional tour guides waiting for us at the hotel, and we will go out together on Halloween night two days later."

"What a pity. I was planning to visit it." Zhu Mingyao took the hotel's VIP card and touched his chin, with golden light looming in his eyes as he looked at this seemingly ordinary manor.

Even if for the sake of politeness, he did not use his forehead god's celestial eye, he could still see that the surrounding scenery was slightly distorted like water waves, and the brilliance of fine witchcraft runes was flowing faintly, and the layers were interlocked to form a huge field. It was obviously A clever restraint involving spatial changes.

Although it is thousands of miles away from the level of Cave Heaven Paradise, it can still be regarded as a rudiment of the secret realm. It makes people sigh that it is indeed a large organization that can stand out among the many civil forces in the New World. It really has two skills. brush.

Madison's beautiful blue eyes bent into two lines, and she teased in a brisk tone:

"You want to visit, could it be that... you have extremely strong intentions for our bedroom and boudoir?"

"Ha! If it were some half-assed little witch who made rapid progress in the Potions course and prepared a magic water that would make her taller and reshape her breasts and buttocks, I would probably still be a little tempted. As for now..."

With a heavy expression on his face, Zhu Mingyao patted the girl on the head with silky and smooth movements, "The federal government has a complete set of criminal laws for this type of perverted sexual fetish!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he quickly dodged like a prophet and dodged a blaze of flames thrown by the other party. He spread out his body skills amidst the roar of the girl with claws and teeth, and disappeared in an instant.

……

……

Wandering on the bank of the river that divides the city from north to south, Zhu Mingyao breathed in the humid sea breeze. Instead of looking for the tour guide waiting at the hotel, he wandered around freely, enjoying the city that was once known as a great pleasure. .

Between old buildings with steep wooden roofs and modern apartments made of steel and concrete, vendors pushing carts are bustling.

In the bluestone-paved fountain square, poor street performers took out colored balls and white doves from their high hats, winning a bunch of applause and coins.

Music flows slowly and art follows. This lovely city is the most distinctive contradiction in the Federation. The name carries "new", but it has been in the shadow of the ups and downs of more than three hundred years of history.

The French came with their glamor, luxury, and refinement; the Spanish came with their Renaissance-style semicircular arches and marble decorations; the Creoles also came with the mysterious and ancient culture of Black Africa; the Indians and their wandering Jeeps The Sai people also came with their own unique folk customs.

With more than half of the residents being of color, it does not have the strong Christian church color found in most federal towns. Instead, various witchcraft beliefs with difficult to explain origins are prevalent. It is precisely because of this tolerant and almost indulgent atmosphere that this place has become a place where dragons and snakes are mixed in the eyes of extraordinary people.

Just walking along the way, Zhu Mingyao saw two old black men wearing voodoo amulets and a gypsy magician. Even though they were half-baked and no different from ordinary people, they always had one foot in front of the other. The existence that has entered the extraordinary gate.

There was even a strong man who was suspected to have werewolf blood, strutting through the simple and solemn St. Augustine's Cathedral in broad daylight. Several preaching priests who were holding passers-by in front of the door to preach the gospel actually only frowned slightly, and There is no intention to interfere, it is really a spectacle that is completely different from other places.

At noon that day, he was alone and too lazy to sit down for a serious meal. He simply took a deluxe Spanish seafood risotto that he ordered and tasted the tender grilled shrimp and chewy squid slices while walking on the street. Eat while walking.

Relying on the boldness of a skilled artist, Zhu Mingyao bypassed the bustling streets and went to the narrow local local custom shops in the alleys, trying to relive his old dream of picking up leaks in the market.

With his sharp eyesight, he could easily find a shop run by a real charlatan, and pick out some valuable items from among the targets.

It's just that the prices of those items are mostly consistent with the items themselves. It's rare for a bright pearl to make a secret investment. Obviously, the bosses have been hanging around in this city of witchcraft for a long time and have already been trained to some extent by their colleagues.

"Let me tell you the number, two thousand gold yuan!"

In a Creole-style two-story house, Zhu Mingyao moved his eyes away from a row of ebony totem poles standing in the corner.

Walking around the bunches of dried flowers and fruits hanging from the ceiling, he sat down on a log pier that served as a chair. He tapped his fingers on the wooden counter with a layer of varnish and pointed at the transparent dust bag on the wall. He bargained for a fur coat wrapped in it.

"Haha..." The middle-aged man of black and white race picked up a long pole and carefully took off the brown-gray high-collar women's coat from among the colorful furs and textiles. He smiled warmly, his chubby face full of expression. It is the color of shrewdness.

"What you mean by offering two thousand is that you only want to buy the raccoon fur coat itself and not the natural essence on it, right?"

Zhu Mingyao rolled his eyelids and said angrily: "Why do I only need a women's coat? Do I look like those guys with misaligned gender perceptions?"

The boss scratched his short curly black hair, grinned his thick lips, and revealed a few white teeth.

"You can't say for sure. In today's era, everything is possible. Maybe you are planning to do something different on Halloween?" After joking, he said slightly seriously:

"The price you offered is only equivalent to the leather jacket itself. If you want to take it all away, it will cost at least 30,000 gold yuan!"

"Don't be ridiculous, it's just raccoon fur. Even eight hundred yuan is too much for me. As for the attached spirit, hum..." Zhu Mingyao smiled coldly.

"There is no harmonious spiritual rhythm of nature. Instead, there is a strong aura of resentment, which is obviously twisted into some kind of curse. Looking at the blood, it has killed at least two or three lives! There are not many people except me. I want it!"

"Look, what did you call my store's treasure?" The boss stared, stroking the smooth black and white fur carefully, and waved his hand in a half-hearted, half-exaggerated way.

"So what if there's a curse? In the hands of some special extraordinary beings, this is an extremely precious material! Thirty thousand gold dollars is already a big sale!"

He raised his hand in a seductive manner and gestured to the strange furnishings in the room:

"If you really want it as a guest, how about I give you a 10% discount and some interesting gifts?"

(End of this chapter)