"Uncle Sparrow, what are you holding in your hand?" Donna asked curiously.

Klein didn't speak, and directly opened the lid of the small black wooden box.

The inside is covered with a layer of black velvet, and a round jewel-like transparent object is quietly placed in the middle, and the brilliance of azure water is swaying layer by layer.

"That day, the murloc's..." Denton thought for a while, then said heavily, "Swim bladder!"

At this moment, Danitz opened the door under Klein's gaze.

Tang Na walked in briskly, while extending her hands behind her back.

She was holding a thick wad of cash, which came in two flavors, �0 and �5.

"My father, mother, and Uncle Cleves, as well as Uncle Dimordo's family, asked me to hand over to you, 50 pounds!" Donna smiled sweetly, "They said it was not enough to express their gratitude , just to replenish the supplies you consumed, uh...those things are expensive, right?"

"It's okay." Klein thought for a while, and accepted a 50-pound thank-you money, so that ordinary people like Urdi wouldn't feel uneasy.

Seeing that Uncle Gehrman Sparrow stuffed the cash and the small black wooden box into his pocket at the same time, Donna was relieved to finally complete the task assigned by her parents.

She quickly got into the mood, regained the true mood of coming to visit, and asked curiously and a little scared: "Uncle Sparrow, what kind of monsters were those last night? Are all ghost stories true? Did you come from the flames?" Is the ability to jump out of the window and make the light fall down innate? Is it magic, or witchcraft?"

Stop, stop, you have too many questions... Unbearably hot, Klein took off the "sun brooch", threw it on the desk in the living room, and replied casually: "This is called an extraordinary ability. Through some rituals and magic medicine obtained.

"Many ghost stories have prototypes, and last night's monster was created by evil rituals.

"Ask him about other things."

Klein glanced sideways at Danitz.

"It's amazing..." Denton and Donna sighed at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, Donna said with bright eyes: "Uncle Sparrow, you are just like the 'Superman' described by Emperor Roselle!

"We, can we also become someone like you through rituals and potions?"

Denton nodded heavily, echoing his sister's words, and both of them had strong expectations at the same time.

At this moment, Donna noticed a little sadness in Uncle Gehrman Sparrow's eyes.

Immediately, she saw the corners of this miraculous uncle's mouth grinning upwards, revealing a somewhat strange smile.

Klein said in a deep voice: "This is not something to be envied or expected.

"As long as you choose this path, you will always be accompanied by danger and madness.

"You can win them a hundred times, a thousand times, but as long as you lose once, you will be like that fallen bishop."

While speaking, he leaned on his cane, took off his coat, and rolled up the sleeves of his shirt.

One of his arms has become shriveled and wrinkled, like an old man over a hundred years old, while the other is transparent and colorless, and the blood vessels, muscles and aponeurosis under the skin can be directly seen.

At the same time, dense light-colored granulation sprouted on his face, which made Donna and Denton back away in panic and slammed into the door.

Klein, whose face was full of tiny granulation, kept the corners of his mouth upturned and said, "Did you see clearly?

"That's it, crazy."

No... Donna and Denton almost lost their minds, stumbled to open the door, and ran out. JrNovels.com