Chapter 19: Three Levels Up (Part ) In the basement of the wax museum, which is covered with dark green sponge wallpaper, a gentleman with a black mustache and a khaki silk vest is circling around a wax figure. The wax figure has just been made and the outline of its face is still very simple. One can only roughly see the eyebrows and eyes, which looks weird and scary. The gentleman held a carving knife in his hand and tilted his head from time to time to trim the wax figure. There was a knock on the door. The gentleman calmly revised the work for five minutes before he raised his head slightly and motioned the person outside to come in. The woman in the luxurious hat threw herself into the gentleman's arms and gave him a passionate kiss as soon as she entered the room. "Dorothy, I'm working. You come in and disturb me at this time. You don't just want to get intimate with me." The gentleman took out a white handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth. "Of course, dear. A strange man outside the door handed me a letter and a ring and said he wanted to see you." The woman winked. She looked to be in her early twenties, but the charm in her every move was far beyond her age. "Let me see it." The man wiped his hands and took the letter. He was Lewis, the owner of the wax museum and a prominent figure hidden in Excel. While Lewis was reading the letter, the woman also looked at his new work with great interest.
But just as she approached the unfinished wax figure, it suddenly leaned forward and let out a creepy wailing. She tried hard to open her mouth and eyes, and the hot wax that had not yet completely solidified was torn into many vertical lines. It seemed that there was a living creature hidden inside that did not want to be bound by the wax shell and was ready to break free. "Shhh..." Lewis' eyes were still on the letter. He just casually raised his right hand and pressed it on the wax figure's head, and the wax figure returned to silence. Lewis lowered his right hand, and on his index finger was a ring made of pure gold with a dark green jade emblem on the top. The shape was exactly the same as the token that Mike gave to Liu Yonglu. "I was frightened to death. Your little darling is always prone to such surprise attacks. What does the letter say, dear?" Dorothy patted her towering breast in an affectation. "Mike wrote me this, saying the guy at the door wants to join us." Lewis looked puzzled as he played with the imitation token given to him by the other party. To be honest, if it weren't for the token, he would never believe that such a thing happened. This guy found the dead bone beach, but his cousins didn't hang him on the stake, but sent him out politely? Now he comes to me and says he wants to join the cult? "One-eyed Mike, would those savages who look for food in the mud recommend people to join?" Dorothy was also surprised. "How many times have I told you! Don't talk about them like that!" Lewis slapped her angrily, but stopped at the critical moment and only slapped the woman's hat off her head. "What should I do? Honey, I'll take them to the shelter in Rabbit Paw Lane and let Marcus arrange for them?" The woman picked up the hat and put it on her head nonchalantly. "They? Isn't there a person outside the door?" Lewis looked at the letter in confusion. "A man, with a little boy of about five or six years old." "Boy? What kind of boy?" "Quite ordinary, black hair, black eyes, white skin..." "Do you have six more fingers on your left hand?!"
"Well...it seems so. I didn't see it clearly, but if you put it that way..." "That's the fucking son of the devil!" As the underground manager of Excel Town, he naturally knew the strange legend of the Devil's Son. Although he did not know the details, from the rumors he had heard, what happened to this boy was indeed strange and eerie. Lewis stopped talking. He paced around the room with his hands behind his back, holding the letter. Although he didn't know what was wrong with his distant cousin to introduce an outsider to the group, since there was no problem with the token and the letter, he just sent him to the relief center. But now this man has the son of the devil...the problem becomes complicated. There are probably two possibilities for this person's visit today. First, he is indeed, as my cousin said, a preacher of an unknown god on earth, and he possesses profound knowledge that is difficult to evaluate, and can even control the son of the devil. In this case, his joining might be an opportunity to help him further improve his interpretation of the taboo rituals in ancient books. But there is also a completely opposite possibility. The other party has bad intentions. He and the god behind him have set their eyes on something on their side. Bringing the son of the devil is a demonstration and a signal to start a war. Thinking of this, Lewis rubbed the gold emblem ring on his hand nervously. "Tell them to wait for me at the Star Lake Wax Museum on the third floor." There are the five wax figures that are most under Lewis' control, so if a conflict really happens, he will be prepared. Ten minutes later, Liu Yonglu walked around the wax museum on the third floor with his hands behind his back, looking here and there, and from time to time he glanced at the charming woman who had just led him up. When the other party was not paying attention, he would quickly poke the wax figure's body with his hand. "Hello, distinguished guest. What's your name?" Lewis arrived late, motioned for Dorothy to go out and close the door, then walked up to Liu Yonglu and shook hands with him. "My last name is Dou, and my name is Dou Ni Wan." "Dou...Nivar...Mr. Dou, you are from another place, right?" Lewis gestured to Liu Yonglu to sit down, and his eyes unconsciously glanced at Xiaohu next to Liu Yonglu. Those black, empty eyes seemed to have some strange magic. All the secrets in the room were known to him. He had no expression on his face, but Lewis always felt that he was sneering. "I am indeed an outsider, and this is my first time in your precious place. I heard that your organization is doing quite well, so I came here to join you." To be honest, Lewis basically didn't understand what Liu Yonglu said, but for the sake of his cousin's face and the Son of the Devil sitting next to him, he had to try hard to force out a bright smile and nodded frequently. "Then... I wonder what Mr. Dou's demands are after joining us?" He took out a snuff bottle from his arms and pinched a small pinch for himself. "Well... that's me. Lately, my sex life has been a little unhappy. I want to ask if you have any solution?" "Ah!" After saying this, Lewis lost his grip on the snuff and spilled too much snuff, choking him and causing him to sneeze several times. Why did you ask me to do this if you can't do it in bed? I'm not a doctor or a drug dealer, or do you want me to do it for you? Lewis opened his mouth and was about to curse, but then he remembered what his cousin Mike said in the letter. Mr. Bean in front of him was also a subject of a certain god. His words just now might be testing me. Thinking of this, Lewis replied awkwardly: "Mr. Bean, are you kidding me? Physical pleasure is just a boring pastime. Compared with the profound and great ancient knowledge, it is probably not even as good as dust." What he meant was that both sides should make things clear: if they wanted to talk about matters between gods, they should talk less about other things. "Who are you kidding? How can a man say he is incapable of doing something? I really have a need. I have been married for several years, but I just can't have a child. Or can I adopt one here? This is my oldest nephew, Xiaohu." Liu Yonglu did not walk along the route Lewis had expected. Instead, he pointed at Xiaohu behind him with a serious look on his face.
Lewis was a little at a loss for a moment. Was the person in front of him the same person as the one mentioned in the letter? Oh, no, he figured it out. Mr. Dou's words and deeds were trying to lead me in the direction of the devil's son. I'm afraid this is his trump card. Thinking of this, he cleared his throat and lowered his voice and said, "Mr. Dou, does your child listen to you?" "Listen, this kid is very annoying. He does whatever I tell him to do. On the way here, I didn't let him talk nonsense, for fear that he would be impolite and disgust others. You see, he hasn't said a word since he entered the room. If you don't believe me, try asking him and see if he will respond to you." "Mr. Dou, you mean that no matter how I talk to Xiaohu, he ignores me, right?" "Please come here." "Xiao Hu, how old are you?" The person in front of him was the real son of the devil. The six fingers of his left hand were right in front of him. Lewis did not dare to be arrogant and his tone was very kind and polite. As for Xiaohu, he still didn't blink, his face expressionless, and he stared at the person in front of him with his empty black eyes. Hiss, there is something there. Is the son of the devil really at his mercy? No, I have to ask more questions myself. "Xiao Hu, how old are you?" "Xiaohu, have you had breakfast?" "Xiao Hu, do you like tomato meatball noodles?" Liu Yonglu was very satisfied to see that Xiaohu didn't answer. He smiled and winked at Xiaohu. Only then did Xiaohu slowly open his mouth and answer in his dry and flat voice: "Bye bye don't let me talk." "That's right, the child is very smart." Liu Yonglu patted Xiaohu's head happily. Lewis' eyes flashed and he nodded. He didn't know how much exaggeration there was in the previous rumors about the Devil's Son. But after seeing the child with his own eyes today, he could tell, based on his superficial knowledge of the gods, that this little tiger must be of great importance and not an ordinary person. Since the other party can make the son of the devil obediently, it is just as what my cousin said in the letter, that he is a preacher on earth of some unknown god. If this person just joins the cult... it would be a waste of his talent. He should at least be given a small reward. "Mr. Dou, your request... to be honest, I can solve it. Of course, I believe that this was your excuse when we first met. But it doesn’t matter. When we get to know each other better, I believe you will be able to open up and really talk about those taboos.” Liu Yonglu was still the same, smiling grimly, waving his hands slightly, seeming mysterious. "There is a relief house in Rabbit Paw Lane, which was jointly funded by me and several noble gentlemen in the city. It is also a secret chapel where we hold conversion masses. If you don’t mind, you can go there first to take a look and see if there are any shortcomings and give us some advice.” Liu Yonglu was delighted to see that the infiltration was going smoothly, but he had to keep a straight face and replied arrogantly:
"I'll do my best." "Okay, Dorothy, come in for a moment." Ten seconds later, the plump woman in the hat reappeared in the room. "Take Mr. Bean and Xiaohu to the relief center, and let Marcus assist Mr. Bean in presiding over... the work of the small festival. Just say that he is a man of God that I found by accident... who is proficient in forbidden knowledge and has deep eyes." Come and take a look. Today is also a day when we look forward to having young and old people reading and supporting us. (End of this chapter)