Wizards Under Cthulhu

　　 Norman sat in a chair obediently, facing the old wizard.

　　 The old wizard looked Norman up and down, an old face raised a smile.

　　 The wrinkles of the folds were twisted, and the old face was twisted into a blooming chrysanthemum.

　　 "Are you Norman Martin?" The old wizard speaks mildly, just like an amiable grandfather, who doesn't match his somewhat sinister temperament.

　　 Norman was startled by the sudden enthusiasm, his body stiffened involuntarily.

　　 Forced by the fear of the formal wizard, Norman forced a stiff smile on his face, "Yes."

　　 "Hey hey, great, did you come to return the Howling House mission?" The old wizard directly ignored Norman's stiffness, with an earnest expression on his face.

　　 Looking at the appearance of the old wizard, Norman remembered the way the villain in the storybook tempted the little white rabbit.

　　 "Yes!" Norman nodded, telling the details of his experience in the Howling Room.

　　 Of course, it also exposed his ability to seal.

　　 During this period, the old wizard put away his smile and listened carefully to every detail.

　　 When Norman talked about using his sealing ability combined with the compound magic circle to seal the Howling House, the old wizard looked Norman up and down, his eyes wandering.

　　 Watched by this gaze, Norman seemed to be stripped naked.

　　 "Good, good." The old wizard thought of something and forced a smile, "The mission is very complete, your reward will be issued to your ID card in a while, you can check it yourself. You go!"

　　 "Thank you, sir!" Norman stood up, respectfully saluted, and left in a hurry.

　　 If it weren't for Lord Grayson to let Norman come, Norman would never come.

　　 Looking at Norman's back, the old wizard's eyes flashed with struggling, and finally turned into a sigh.

　　 When he came to the mission hall, Norman took the identity card and randomly found a query machine to check the contribution point balance inside.

　　 When he saw the balance on the monitor, Norman's heart almost stagnated.

　　 One hundred and eight contribution points!

　　 Norman vaguely remembered that his contribution points were left in single digits.

　　 Obviously, he has one hundred thousand more contribution points.

The highest reward of 　　 Howling House!

　　 Norman's heart beat violently, he put away his ID card, and hurriedly ran towards No.14 Weijie.

　　 He didn't expect that he would get so many contribution points.

　　 He thought that he would have at most thousands of contribution points.

　　 Back home, Norman sat on the sofa, holding the ID card in both hands, feeling like he was in a dream.

　　 This huge sum of money is enough for him to use it for a long time.

　　 After calming down the excitement in his heart, Norman focused his eyes on the model of howling house on the coffee table.

　　 Anyone who knows the ability of Norman's chains, anyone who lives, knows that his chains have both the ability to seal and defend.

　　 And only Elut and Curius knew that Norman's chain had a third ability, the commander.

　　 Finally, only Curius knew the fourth ability of the Norman chain, absorbing the energy of the fusion crack!

　　 Thinking of this, Norman's murderous intent is permeated, thinking whether to kill Curius first!

　　While his thoughts turned, he heard Spiritual Hecurius wailing: "No, I am selectively blind and deaf! Ouuuuu, I am very poor, don't kill me!"

　　 Norman was taken aback first, then a little angry.

　　 annoyed that he had forgotten to seal Curius.

　　 Since returning from Howling House, Norman has been digesting the knowledge he has gained and forgot to seal Curius.

　　 There was a mess in his mind, Norman took out his lenses, and saw Curius’ crying face, and instantly sealed it.

　　 The brain gets quiet.

　　 Looking at the lens, Norman sighed and put it up.

　　 He wanted to kill Curius, so he had to ask the wizard for help.

　　 But think about it, Curius can't threaten him, and he has the value of dreams. Relative to risk, it is fair.

　　 Norman hugged Howling House in his arms, infused with mysterious power.

The model of 　　 Howling House was distorted for a while and disappeared from Norman's hands.

　　 Norman stayed for a while, and then gave birth to a strange feeling.

　　 induction, from the whole house.

　　 Norman looked up, the house was still the same as before.

　　 However, Norman knew clearly that the Howling House was integrated into this house.

　　 Of course, Norman could take it back at any time.

　　 Just when Norman wanted to close his eyes and sense the function of the Howling Room, an old voice suddenly came from under his ass.

　　 "Oh, oh, oh, it hurts, you pressed me down!"

　　 Norman jumped up suddenly, and six chains appeared at the same time behind him, vigilant.

　　 A thin old man appeared on the two-meter-long sofa.

　　 His face was distorted because of pain, but he had no intention of getting up. He lay on the sofa as if he wanted to merge with the sofa.

　　 Norman knew this thin face.

　　 Howling Wasteland, represents the lazy old Hank!

　　 Suddenly, a bad feeling arose in Norman's heart.

　　 With the appearance of foreboding, there was a clicking sound at his feet.

　　 Norman lowered his head, a fat, orange cat was holding the coffee table and gnawing wildly.

　　 Sharp teeth, exaggerated big mouth, after a few breaths, most of the coffee table was eaten.

　　 The fat cat was sitting on the ground, spouting wood chips from his mouth, "These woods are really unpalatable, I really want to eat some meat."

　　 While talking, Mao’s head looked at the old Hank, who was limp on the sofa first, with bad intentions in his eyes.

　　 "Don't eat me, I don't have much meat on my body, my whole body is bones and teeth!" Old Hanke's mouth was full of fear, but his body did not move at all.

　　 Norman's eyelids throbbed, and he saw a woman pompously walking down the second floor.

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　　 The original ordinary stairs, but she walked out of the feeling of being a queen.

　　 Behind the woman, a man followed.

　　 Men have ordinary faces, so ordinary that they will not be noticed when they are thrown into the crowd.

　　 The man's eyes are circling around from time to time, full of jealousy.

　　 The woman came over, took out a handkerchief, ignored Norman, and dusted Old Hank with the handkerchief as if there was dust on him.

　　 Then, he walked down, looked at Erlang's legs, and ignored Old Hank's wailing.

　　 Norman was speechless for a while watching these series of actions.

　　 But soon, he thought that there were two missing.

　　 A man who represents violence, and a *** he has never seen before.

　　 Help, a sound of chopping meat came from the direction of the kitchen.

　　 The kitchen is open. Norman saw a stout man chopping meat with a machete.

　　 The man stared at this side fiercely in his eyes, his hand never stopped.

　　 It seems that the meat under the knife is theirs.

　　 Then, a black constrictor appeared on the handrail of the stairs.

　　 All these weird scenes are only ten seconds apart.

　　 The originally empty living room became extremely lively at this time.

　　 "From now on, we will be a family! You are the chief servant! Call me Her Majesty Queen Ophelia!" The woman's voice was cold and arrogant, and her voice was tuned.

　　 Norman had a goose bump, he wanted to digest it, and was about to take back the howling house.

　　 However, the Howling House did not respond.

　　 Everyone and the two animals stopped their movements at the same time, and looked at Norman maliciously.

　　 Cold sweat fell from Norman's forehead.

　　 Who can tell him, what is going on?