Chapter 195: Luck Transfer

Lu Mian remained patient and waited until midnight.

When it was almost 11:30, the glass window corresponding to Eve's room no longer had lights, but no one had left the apartment.

This looked like that miser saw it was getting late and, in order to save gas money, simply turned off the lights and went to sleep.

With the arrival of midnight, the last play at the Old Pigeon Cage Theater ended, and the audience left one after another, with no one entering.

Lu Mian muttered to himself in his heart again:

"Could it really be that the answer obtained by 'Prophecy Art' is not accurate enough? After all, that ritual magic was a prayer made to myself, so it's understandable if the effect is not good.

"Hmm, this is one possibility.

"But if, if 'Prophecy Art' is correct?"

Lu Mian's thoughts turned, and he was shocked.

He suddenly turned his head and looked at the gate of the Old Pigeon Cage Theater surrounded by posters.

If "Prophecy Art" was correct, it meant that during the 11:00 to 12:00 time slot, Mr. Eve was really at the Old Pigeon Cage Theater.

And if Mr. Eve was really at the Old Pigeon Cage Theater, who was the Mr. Eve who entered the apartment just now and didn't leave?

He was highly likely a fake!

A fake!

"No way..." Lu Mian couldn't believe the speculation he had made.

He wasn't like he hadn't seen Mr. Eve or chatted with him; how could he be fooled by a fake?

By comparison, he was more willing to believe that the effect of "Prophecy Art" was not good.

"Perhaps, there is a tunnel at the bottom of the apartment leading to the Old Pigeon Cage Theater?" Lu Mian tried hard to find the reason.

Getting a tunnel in Trier was easier than in other cities; you only needed to dig a very short section to connect to the tunnels and sewers underground, but this was also very easy to be discovered because the underground Trier really had people coming and going, often with quarry police patrolling, smuggling caravans passing through, and planters passing by. Unless the tunnel was dug to a deeper area or there was a good way to cover the entrance and exit, it wouldn't take long before it was staked out by others.

And if Mr. Eve's apartment really had such a tunnel, he wouldn't have taken advantage of the darkness to go out last time to the nearby underground Trier entrance.

Amidst the various thoughts, Lu Mian recalled two things:

One, when he first met Mr. Eve, he "looked" at his fortune, and as a result, when he "encountered" him the next day, he found that his fortune had changed strangely;

Two, Mr. Eve clearly had Beyonder abilities and was highly likely to believe in the evil god "Mother Tree of Desire," and his sequence was not high, but when official Beyonders took him to the Police Headquarters for questioning, they didn't find any abnormalities.

Combining the answer of "Prophecy Art" and the contradiction of reality, Lu Mian's eyes shrank, and he muttered in a low voice:

"Is it really a fake?"

After being "robbed" by him, the one living in the apartment opposite was a fake Mr. Eve?

That was why the change in fortune occurred, and no problems were found by official Beyonders?

"How could he look exactly like Mr. Eve? Used a magical item like 'Secret-Peeping Glasses' to put on makeup, or some other method? Is the fake Mr. Eve a normal person himself? Has the real Mr. Eve been hiding somewhere in the Old Pigeon Cage?" Lu Mian felt more and more creeped out the more he thought about it.

To directly replace a person like this and have no one discover it!

The mirror person on Christo's side at least still had the situation of left-right reversal!

"This matter is becoming more and more evil; it's worthy of being the believers of the evil god..." Lu Mian sighed sincerely.

From the various abilities of the pervert Hedsi, he had already guessed that Mr. Eve should have discovered abnormalities after being "robbed." After all, 1 Felkin was also money, and no robber would be willing to throw it away. If it was really lost, it meant that robbery was not the real purpose. So, Mr. Eve made preparations and deceived the official Beyonders, which was understandable. Lu Mian just didn't expect that they used such a weird method:

Actually creating a person who was exactly the same as Mr. Eve!

For a moment, Lu Mian had no way to judge whether the fake Mr. Eve in the apartment was a normal person who had been painted with "magical makeup" by a Beyonder, or a believer of the evil god with special abilities.

If it were the former, he really wanted to take advantage of the quiet night, go directly to the door, catch the other party, beat him up, force the truth out, and then throw him to the Police Headquarters or some church, letting the official Beyonders handle the aftermath.

If it were the latter, he wouldn't dare to be too reckless; no one knew what sequence the fake was equivalent to and what abilities he had.

Lu Mian turned his head again and looked at the brick-red three-story building where the Old Pigeon Cage Theater was located, finding that no audience was coming out of the entrance.

This dispelled his idea of going in for a round to re-examine.

The last play of the day had ended!

After thinking for a while, Lu Mian planned to make some preparations.

He slowly stood up, followed the shadows not illuminated by the gas street lamps, and walked all the way toward the Honest Market.

Along the way, he constantly examined the homeless people sleeping on the side of the road and in the corners, his eyes deep and very serious.

Finally, he found a suitable target:

That homeless person was huddled under a barricade in the alley, his clothes were tattered and full of mud, and there were wounds on his legs bitten by stray dogs, the bloodstains were ferocious, and yellow liquid was seeping out.

In Lu Mian's eyes, this guy could be called plagued by bad luck, and he would encounter a series of disasters in the next two or three days, and even have life danger.

This was a good "material" for holding "Luck Transfer Art"!

Yes, Lu Mian planned to use the ritual magic "Luck Transfer Art" that came with the "Beggar Monk" to make an item that could pass on bad luck.

If the fake Mr. Eve was very unlucky and always had various situations, then he would highly likely expose his own problems to the official Beyonders!

Based on this idea, Lu Mian had been picking the unluckiest homeless person just now—this group itself belonged to the kind with bad fortune.

Lowering his flat cap, he walked to the side of the homeless person, with his back to the gas street lamps on the main street, letting his face be completely hidden in the shadows.

Lu Mian then squatted down, put on black gloves, and pushed the homeless person.

"You..." The homeless person woke up and asked with some pain and confusion.

"I have a matter that needs your help; are you willing?" Lu Mian took out a silver coin worth 1 Felkin, engraved with a little angel and radiating lines.

The homeless person's gaze was sucked onto the silver coin in a flash, and he nodded without hesitation:

"No problem!"

While speaking, he reached out, and his nose seemed to be able to smell the fragrance of apple cider and thick meat pies.

After getting the silver coin, the homeless person's eyes suddenly went straight, looking behind Lu Mian, and he blurted out in astonishment:

"That is..."

Taking advantage of Lu Mian turning his head, he pressed his hands and stood up abruptly, trying to climb over the barricade and run toward the bottom of the alley.

Giving money to a homeless person and asking him to cooperate in doing something sounded very dangerous!

The choice of a normal homeless person was naturally to take the money and run away quickly!

Slap!

Lu Mian retracted his right hand and looked calmly at the homeless person who fell softly on the barricade and fainted.

He had never thought of letting the homeless person witness everything while awake from the beginning, because even if he covered the other party's eyes and plugged the other party's ears, danger might arise, and there was a certain probability of exposing his identity and the very evil ritual magic of "Luck Transfer Art."

So, his plan was to definitely seek the other party's opinion, and after getting permission, knock him out directly.

Lu Mian supported the homeless person in the way of supporting a drunk companion, brought him to the nearest underground Trier entrance, hid him in a hidden place nearby, and tied his hands and feet, covered his eyes, and blocked his ears.

After finishing all this, he sneaked back to the Breeze Dance Hall, found a calcium carbide lamp, and brought the corresponding tools.

Immediately after, he returned to the entrance, carried the unconscious homeless person on his back, and walked all the way to the quarry cavity where "Prophecy Art" was held before.

Unlike last time, although it was still a binary ritual method, the orange-yellow candle at the top representing the prayer object like a god was replaced with a gray-white one.

It also contained Lu Mian's blood.

To increase the probability of success, Lu Mian planned to "pray" to the pollution sealed in his chest for this ritual magic and mobilize a trace of its power.

After simply setting up the altar and creating a "Wall of Spirituality," he stabbed the homeless person with the pervert Hedsi's dagger, letting his blood flow into a small metal bottle.

The homeless person woke up because of this, but was knocked out again in an instant.

Lu Mian then disinfected and bandaged his wounds, mixed those ashes burned from his blood and a few strands of his hair into a kind of "ink," picked up the finest brush, and outlined several complex and mysterious symbols on a piece of imitation parchment:

There were rings composed of black thorns he was familiar with, small snakes intertwined head to tail, rivers composed of such small snakes, twisted lines, weird eyes, etc., etc.

Barely finishing drawing, cold sweat had already oozed from Lu Mian's forehead.

He placed the homeless person and the imitation parchment full of symbols on the giant rock serving as the altar, dripped perfume into the candlelight, sprinkled powder, took two steps back, looked at the gently swaying yellowish candlelight, and said in ancient Hermes language:

"Power of Fate!

"You are the past, the present, and also the future;

"You are the cause, the result, and also the process."

Like many times before, the candlelight representing the god was first compressed to the extreme, then expanded, reaching the size of a fist, silver-white with black, while the surrounding things were all twisted, gray fog permeated everywhere, and black wind blew with a wailing sound.

Lu Mian, whose ears were full of crazy gibberish, endured the dizziness and changed to Hermes language:

"I pray to you;

"Pray to you to change the fate of this poor person;

"Pray to you to take away his bad luck."

Reading to here, Lu Mian stepped forward, brought the imitation parchment full of mysterious symbols to the silver-white with black candlelight to ignite it, and placed it in the natural depression on the surface of the altar.

The next second, he took out a gold coin worth 5 Felkin, engraved with a sun bird, and placed it beside the homeless person's hand.

For misers, money was something that could not be refused; it would be the best medium!

Lu Mian, who seemed to be carrying a weight of a thousand jin, took a step back, and only after the imitation parchment burned out did he read the final incantation:

"Gray amber, the herb belonging to fate, please pass the power to my incantation..."

The entire altar suddenly became bright and abnormally illusory. In front of Lu Mian, there seemed to be an illusory, complex, and cold mercury-colored river flowing quietly.

It wrapped the homeless person and the gold coin inside, making the gibberish in Lu Mian's ears clearer and clearer, making the blue veins on his face bulge one by one.

Lu Mian instinctively feared the pain similar to when praying for "Gift," suddenly, the illusory scene shrank and fell onto the surface of the gold coin on the altar.

Everything returned to normal, only that gold coin looked a bit dimmer under the silver-white with black light.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 196 =====