"What the **** is this?"

After confirming through the spirit pendulum that these **** and strange-looking **** were harmless to him, Lucid looked carefully at it with a dazed expression.

The heart winged out his white and slender fingers, and lightly poked one of the scarlet balls.

Duangduang's, a little sticky.

Scratching his head, an inexplicable sense of doubt quietly grew.

For Mao, these things will come down for no reason.

This is not occult

After a while, decided to try a new divination method to solve this doubt.

Dream divination

After taking out the pendulum and quickly confirming the safety of the surroundings, I repeatedly emphasized the things I wanted to clarify several times.

"The origin of these spheres"

Then he collapsed on the armchair next to him, indulged in his own state, and slowly entered a dream state.

Repeat the question, keep it in mind, and then let your astral body roam the spiritual world in a dream to get enlightenment

Although it is not a divination sequence, the spirituality of the sequence 7 witch is much stronger than the sequence 9 divination sequence.

Everything began to blur, and Lucid entered a state of half awake and half awkward.

In the distorted and illusory world, she saw many black-robed cultists who looked abnormal, surrounded by a "Cthulhu Altar" that was many times larger than the one she had seen before.

They held the round scarlet spheres in their hands, and the whole picture looked distorted and weird.

The picture shattered and changed, Lucid saw himself whispering under the silver moon in his dream

I scratched my head questioningly, wondering why I dreamed of such a scene.

"Silver Moon"

She suddenly realized what was wrong.

The ambiguity in the dream began to diminish, and Lucid opened his eyes subconsciously.

He got up from the armchair and paced back and forth in the room.

An unreal feeling filled my mind Zheng

She remembered the dreams she had forgotten

It seems that there are pieces of forgetting and chatting memories that are slowly pieced together to form an incredible answer

The whispers in my dreams were conveyed to those cultists for some reason

However, what’s even more nonsense is that those evil-looking cultists actually followed their dreams and made mooncakes of "bean paste, snowy skin, and lotus seed paste".

Ah, although it doesn’t look like the same thing

At this moment, it seems that my brain is not enough, everything is so weird and not occult

The more I think about it, the more things are wrong, it seems that things are not as simple as I thought.

Staring at the mark on the back of his right hand, he couldn't help but open his mouth wide.

What kind of gods is this?

Even if it’s a papal level goddess, it’s impossible to do this kind of thing.

This is clearly the authority of the "primitive moon"

He took a breath of air, and quickly recalled everything before, trying to figure out what went wrong.

After a while, Lucid blinked and muttered blankly.

"It doesn't make sense. If you can steal the power of the gods by smashing a "Cthulhu Altar", that would be too nonsense."

Thinking back and forth over and over again, I didn't think of a reason.

It is obviously impossible to steal power by destroying the altar.

Just kidding, if this is the case, wouldn’t the transcendent teams of the major churches have a "Cthulhu Authority" in their hands?

Then why do I have

Scratching his head, Lucid rolled his eyes and gave up thinking.

This is simply not what I can understand at my current level.

Rubbing his chin, thinking depressed

"I don't know if it will have a bad influence on myself"

This unknown mark really worries her.

Shaking his head, throwing these miscellaneous things aside, staring at the round "moon cakes" in a daze.

"Ugh"

Sigh, this "moon mark" is really a big trouble.

It is so mysterious that even the original work has no related records.

Covering his face, I felt that it was too difficult.

Since I entered the secret world, I haven’t encountered a good thing.

All t is a twists and turns of unlucky things.

The start was changed to a baboon, but he also swallowed an "assassin" extraordinary feature.

Now the money is running out, and it has an unexplainable relationship with the "primitive moon"

The more Lucid thinks about it, the more uncomfortable, is there something wrong with his way of transcending?

When people go through it, they are all starting to send out plug-ins.

It's chilling.

Although there are beauties, this beauty is me

This is embarrassing.

The more he thought about it, the more angry, Lucid couldn't help but cast his anger on the cultists who worshiped the "primitive moon", and couldn't help but complain to himself.

"A group of dead perverts, you want to eavesdrop and hit me with some hockey pucks in my dream."

"Um"

Frowning and blinking.

There seemed to be a flashing idea in my mind, but it was faint and difficult to grasp.

Slowly remember what I said and what I thought

"Beauty Poverty Cultist"

As if power was over, she finally grasped the flash of light.

Lucid cheered up all over~lightnovelpub.net~ laughed wildly

"Blind student, I found Huadian"

"Since the cultists can hear and believe in my "dream talk", then I can use this to get them to offer some valuable things. Then, won't I have money?"

Suddenly, since you can't get rid of this fact, you might as well use it from another angle.

Rubbing his chin, Lucid thought secretly

"What kind of "sacrifice" should I ask these guys for?"

For cultists, she doesn't have much compassion, but she can't drop the grade of "primitive moon", so as not to cause these cultists' suspicion and cause unnecessary trouble.

Undiscovered, the leeks are flowing in a long way. This is a good cycle of sustainable development.

Tilting his head, Lucid is thinking hard with his cheek.

"Oh, if there is a book dedicated to similar content for reference, such as how to make believers give money"

He sighed, and felt that no matter how much he wanted to go on, he was afraid that someone would give himself a peach.

Although these cultists who believe in the "primitive moon" look stupid, directing them to give money is obviously not in line with the image of a "cthulhu", and it will inevitably make them suspicious.

"Then let them sacrifice valuable jewelry, precious stones or something"

I patted my head in distress, which seemed to be no different from asking for money directly, and it was also a detrimental thing.

Lucid couldn't help laughing at the thought of the evil **** on the moon dressed in garish clothes and jewels all over his body.

"Hahaha, this is too weird",,,