Chapter 245 Fairyland

"So cool~"

The voice in the locker was extremely ecstatic, with a hint of obscenity in it.

"tremble, tremble, tremble~"

Then the entire locker shook three times.

“Comfortable~”

"this……"

"Ahem, cough, cough, it's normal for an old man to overflow with tea."

…

"Damn it Taylor! I don't want to hide in here anymore, I want to bask in the sun!"

"Strong request for sunbathing!"

Ethan ignored Uncle T's nagging and instead picked up the orange tea in front of him.

The tangy fragrance makes people want to move.

But judging from the experience just now, Ethan just couldn't drink it.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of nine black dots on the locker. Could this tea be related to the password of the locker?

"By the way, Uncle T, did Professor Taylor tell you about this locker before he was alive?"

"What?! Locker??!!"

"That old guy Taylor locked the noble Uncle T in a simple locker!!"

"I'm going to kill him!"

"This is imprisonment! This is inhumane! It is against human rights!"

…

Ethan pinched his brow, the guy in the locker was really flammable and explosive.

He really couldn't stand the other party's dirty words: "Uncle T, did Professor Taylor never say that he wanted to let you out?"

"What kind of professor! He is just a gangster. He plays tricks on me in different ways every day, giving me illusions again and again, and destroying my illusions again and again!"

"You ask me to guess riddles every day. If you guess it correctly, you will let me go. I am a teapot, a noble teapot. Guessing riddles? What a riddle! I am so weak!"

Uncle T became more and more excited as he talked, and in the end he started to scold Professor Taylor again.

But Ethan's eyes lit up: "Wait~ Guess a riddle? Guess what riddle?"

"That's too much, I can't even remember it!"

Uncle T was obviously a little angry. Ethan quickly calmed him down, and then said enthusiastically: "If you can't remember the past clearly, then... do you still remember the last puzzle?"

"Let me think about it, think about it... um~ the last puzzle: how can all nine encounters be connected through the four fates in life."

"Hmph, do you hear what he said is human? It's obvious that he is old and has no one to accompany him, so he deliberately came to entertain me."

"I am the most expensive teapot. What fate and encounters? I am not one of those poets who moan for no reason. My destiny is only to sing and dance! At least I am definitely not locked up!"

Four fates and nine encounters!

When Ethan heard such a riddle, the first thing he thought of was nine encounters. It is said that there will be nine precious encounters in a person's life.

Life meets family.

Trust meets friendship.

Encounter, encounter love.

Pursue encounters with passion.

Loneliness meets sadness.

Kindness meets compassion.

Get to know each other and meet affectionately.

Time meets infatuation.

Death meets separation.

But soon Ethan turned his attention to the locker in front of him because there were nine black dots on it.

Did Professor Taylor use ‘nine encounters’ to replace the nine black spots in front of him?

Ethan guessed that what he told Uncle T was not a mystery, but the answer to the locker!

"Does Professor Taylor often come up with puzzles with fours and nines?"

Ethan asked after thinking for a while.

"Hmm... Now that I think about it, it's really true. Is this an arithmetic problem?"

Uncle T muttered to himself.

Ethan was amused.

If the nine encounters refer to these nine black spots, then what do the four fates refer to?

About fate...

The first thing Ethan thought of was the goddess of fate. Legend has it that when everyone is born, the goddess of fate will give everyone four threads of fate.

When you hold on to the thread of fate, your life will not fall. But when all four threads of fate are let go, it means that your life will fall into the abyss.

The thread of fate.

Wire……!

Four straight lines pass through nine black dots!

Ethan was dancing excitedly. As a respected occultist, Professor Taylor studies this kind of strange things most often.

It is estimated that this is a puzzle that Professor Taylor discovered from which ruins.

After converting the puzzle into a math problem, Ethan became more energetic.

Question: Use four straight lines to connect nine black dots.

In fact, this kind of question cannot withstand scrutiny. You only need to try a few times to find the answer.

Ethan dipped a few drops of tea in the cup, and then drew four straight lines on the locker.

"Click~"

A trivial sound of a machine made Uncle T's endless chatter come to an abrupt halt.

Ethan forced down the excitement in his heart and stared blankly at the locker in front of him.

"Ka~ka~ka~"

After a series of clenching sounds, the locker door slowly pulled up, and only then did Ethan really see what was inside the locker.

This is a drab locker.

There is only a lonely old teapot inside. The lid is as white as jade, and the body is wide but not bloated. It has golden lines and blue smudges on it, which makes it look classic and elegant. However, if you look closely, you will find that the teapot is full of It is covered with cracks up and down, as if it has been baptized by countless years.

"I'm coming out...I'm coming out?!!!"

Ethan looked at the scene in front of him in surprise. A fat teapot twisted its body and trembled slightly. The lines on the teapot formed an old man's face with two tear marks on it.

"I'm out~ I'm out~"

"Bang bang bang~"

Along with the teapot's cheers, the whole cabinet began to jump again.

"My Uncle T is back again!!!"

As soon as the words fell, the teapot suddenly shook twice and fell straight in front of him. Ethan caught it subconsciously with his hands without thinking.

"Ah...ah...woo~"

"That was close..."

Uncle T collapsed in Ethan's hands and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Thank you, Ethan~ You are a good man."

Ethan's hands just held Uncle T, which was no different from an ordinary teapot, except that he was a little fat.

"If your ring finger doesn't pinch my butt anymore, you are still a good person."

Uncle T frowned, his face full of caution.

Ethan smiled awkwardly and put Uncle T on the ground to prevent it from dancing again.

Just now, he was also curious about what this teapot was made of, so he pinched its body with his fingers.

Well, it's very hard.

It's ceramic for sure.

"Hello, Uncle T, let me introduce myself to you again. I'm Ethan."

"A very good guy~"

Uncle T shook his handle and motioned Ethan to shake hands.

Ethan seemed a little at a loss, then stretched out his right hand and rubbed it on the handle.

"Very good~ kid, you are much better than Taylor."

"Taylor, that old hooligan touched my... that as soon as we met."

After saying that, Uncle T shook his spout.

"It's just a gentleman scum! Cultural hooligan!"

"Hehe~"

Ethan looked at Uncle T and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Uncle T, where is your home? Maybe I can take you home."

When Uncle T heard what Ethan said, the whole body of the pot collapsed, as if he sat on the ground with his buttocks.

"I... don't know where my home is anymore. I miss my tragic brother."

As he was talking, Uncle T started to cry again, but soon he shifted his attention to Professor Taylor.

"Damn Taylor, you stole me from the 'Fairyland', a robber! A thief! A hooligan! A human trafficker!"

Ethan's eyes lit up.

It appeared!

The Relics!

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