Chapter 5220 Emerald Hell

"If you have nothing to do with your mouth, smoke more and say less unlucky words."

Regarding Zha Kang's remarks, Su Ming immediately responded. After throwing the bitch a pack of Wilson cigarettes, he said:

"If you can't control your mouth anymore, next time I will use the anti-life equation to control you and make you grab the salt grains on Bobo's body like a monkey."

The air outside the house seemed to seep in, carrying a strong smell of grass, a faint fragrance of flowers, and then an indescribable unfamiliar smell that made people's hearts beat faster.

Speaking of which, when Su Ming was watching TV as a child, he saw two monkeys scratching each other's bodies and eating them. At that time, he thought they were fleas or lice.

"No, don't drag me into this." Before Zha Kang could speak, the orangutan detective stopped. The monkey head sat on Deathstroke's shoulder and shook its head wildly: "First of all, I bathe every day, and there are no salt particles in my hair. Secondly, , even if there is, I don’t want to see that kind of scene appear.”

Just thinking about it makes Bobo feel horrified. What if Zha Kang squatted behind him, gently turning his black hair with dirty hands, looking for salt grains to put into his mouth, scratching his ears and cheeks happily...

Dark, too dark.

It sounds a bit crazy and dark, but John Constantine is not only a wizard, but also an Englishman. This kind of joke with some gay flavor is just in line with his laughter.

He picked up the cigarette in his hand and shook it, thanking the death knell for the gift, immediately opened the package and put another cigarette in his mouth, blowing out the smoke and laughing:

"Ha, then I'd better smoke. Besides, it's not that I'm possessed by a defeatist and says unlucky words, but I have to explain in advance that I have never been to the Garden of Destiny before, I just know that it is such a place. So once we walk out the door of the House of Mystery, I’m probably going to be very limited in what I can do.”

In response, Su Ming just shook his head indifferently and walked towards the door:

"We are here to find Lucifer, not to make you as arrogant as Lucifer. You don't think you are the only spell caster in the team, do you? No? I didn't expect you to be able to do it in the Garden of Destiny. What, because your own fate is a piece of shit."

"Ugh, you're right, he's just a stinky piece of shit." Zha Kang showed a second-rate smile again. Anyway, he liked the feeling that he could be irresponsible.

As a spell caster, it is difficult to lead a team. The most intuitive reason is that as a human with only one mouth, it is impossible to chant spells and cast spells while giving orders to teammates.

He wanted to make this clear before he went out. He couldn't do anything on his own. The next thing was all left to Deathstroke. Don't expect him to cast spells. He was already determined to mess up.

The implication of Deathstroke is that he was not expected in the first place. After all, Zha Kang always cheated his teammates to death, just like shit.

So Constantine, who had no self-esteem, immediately admitted that he was shit and stinky.

Now that a consensus had been reached, Su Ming did not waste any time. He reached out to the old and mottled door of the Mysterious House and slowly opened it.

Outside the door is a beautiful spring scenery. This garden maze is very much like a beautiful fairyland. What a regular garden on earth should have, there is here, and there are many spectacular scenes that are difficult to see in the human world.

Not far from the door is a gorgeous iron swing, even the ropes are decorated with exquisite patterns, which seems to tell people the mysterious beauty of the garden.

A little further away, there are green walls. They are trees pruned by fate. They are also like a green barrier at the top that you can’t even see when you look up. They hide the beautiful scenery inside. The walls are full of flowers. colorful flowers.

From above, you can only see green extending endlessly towards the sky, and you can't see the sky at all. But strangely, the maze is very bright, as mentioned before, as if the spring sunshine is shining warmly on everyone.

There are gaps between different walls, which are intricate maze paths. There are hundreds of intersections that can be seen.

"Ah, I've already started to get lost before I go out." Bobo took a sip of his pipe and said, "Slade, which way should we choose? But no matter which way we choose, I'm still It is recommended not to divide the troops."

The green plant maze is a beautiful sight seen on the earth, but seen here, it is the green hell.

Not to mention that as a chimpanzee, he should have an affinity for nature. Bobo was born in a circus, and the closest thing he had at that time was probably an iron cage.

"I know, let me first let you know which direction Lucifer's anger is in." Su Ming stood in front of the porch of the House of Mystery, but did not choose the direction in a hurry. At this time, the House of Mystery was already deep in the maze. , it can be said that it is surrounded.

There are roads in all directions, but they are not simple roads, but choices of destiny direction.

Here, abstract concepts are embodied. People often say that the passage of time, the trajectory of fate, and the journey of mind are all abstract statements.

These plant walls are not actually walls, but the embodiment of some kind of 'restriction'.

"Hey, Lucifer is indeed quite naughty, but it shouldn't be as obvious as the fox's scent." Constantine exhaled a puff of smoke and laughed at the cold joke, but still took out the black hair from his windbreaker pocket: "Let your parasitic pet smell this and see your luck."

Lucifer's feathers that fell off a long time ago might still have some of his aura?

"I've smelled strangulation before." Black bean sprouts popped out from Deathstroke's shoulders, and his little head slowly rotated like a radar or a sunflower. Su Ming motioned to Zha Kang to take the curly hair away: "You Put it away, and it’s best to mosaic it when you take it out, it’s too easy for people to misunderstand.”

"Hey."

The symbiote didn't like being called a parasite, but now was not the time to bite Constantine and correct him, Strangler responded, its sense of smell was ineffective here because no matter which direction it was, it was filled with Lucifer's scent.

It was so easy to identify, it was a mixture of the finest alcohol and perfume, the scent of heaven and hell, and a large amount of male and female secretions.

The smell of heaven smells like sunshine, breeze, and flowers mixed together; while the smell of hell is the classic sulfur and blood.

Both scents are complex, yet have depth and recognition.

"Strangler said that there is the smell of Lucifer from all directions. We can only confirm now that he is indeed in the garden, but where exactly it is, we have to think carefully..." Deathstroke translated the '嘤' phrase, There's nothing I can do about it. Even if Strangler can speak, it usually doesn't speak.