13 Mink Street

　　 It's night.

　　 Karen sits at the desk in the bedroom. A piece of white paper is spread out on the desk. There is a box of brand new paint on the white paper.

　　 hesitated again and again,

　　 Karen was still not willing to use this box of paint in the end. Instead, he picked up a sharpened pencil that Lundt had previously asked for, and began to sketch randomly on the white paper.

　　 First draw the person's eyes, then expand the other facial features, and finally pull down the person's neck and shoulders.

soon,

　　A "person" who even Karen didn't know appeared on this piece of paper;

　　 Even the distinction between genders is a bit vague. Karen doesn't know whether it is a male or a female.

After 　　 finished painting, he didn't bother to appreciate it by himself, but opened the white paper face down.

　　If there is another psychologist standing here at this time, he can use this painting to analyze Karen's psychological state at this time, but Karen is not interested in doing psychological analysis for herself.

　　 "Brother, do you need me to pour a glass of water for you?" asked Lunt, who was lying on the bed playing cards.

"good."

　　 Lunt got out of bed and walked out of the bedroom. After a while, he walked in with a glass of ice water and put it on Karen's desk.

　　 "Brother, are you in a bad mood?"

　　 "No." Karen shook his head, "Maybe I feel a little bored."

　　 "Then give this card to you."

　　 Lent put a card in front of Karen. This is a card with a fine print, with a round moon on it, marked with [Moonlight Purification, which can dispel all negative magical effects. 】

　　Lenter still has a stack of cards like this. This is considered to be one of the most popular toys for male students of his age in recent years. Lenter spends more than half of his pocket money on collecting these cards every month.

　　 Karen can also understand this. When he was a child, he bought a lot of instant noodles in order to collect such cards.

"thanks."

　　 "You're welcome, brother."

　　 Lent lay back on the bed.

　　 Karen drank two sips of ice water, leaned back on the back of the chair, propped up his hands, stretched out.

　　 "I'm going out to get some breath, do you want to be together?"

　　 Lent asked curiously: "Will Grandpa stay together?"

　　 "We can ask him together."

　　 Lent stuck out his tongue: "Brother, I don't want to take this risk."

　　 The awe of the family's grandfather is really imprinted in the bones.

　　 "Come on, brother, I'll give you another one." Lent took out another card and handed it to Karen.

　　 Karen took it. There was a person on the card, and there was a shadow drawn diagonally behind this person.

　　 [Shadow Guardian-summons a black figure to accompany you]

　　 "You gave me two copies, are you willing?" Karen asked.

　　 Lent laughed and said, "Some cards are easier to obtain, not difficult to collect. I have many of them the same."

"Ah That's good."

　　 Karen walked out of the bedroom. Grandpa's study door was opened. Uncle Mason's figure can be seen inside. He was stepping on the ladder to change the light cannon.

　　 Karen walked in and helped his uncle hold the ladder.

Uncle Mason said while changing the light bulb: "Mr. Longmar, an old church member, is still in his death. Mrs. Longmar called and asked your grandpa to pray for him. Mr. Longmar personally drove to pick him up. "

　　 "Grandpa really worked hard," Karen said.

　　 "Who would say no, half of the stable business in the family was obtained from your grandpa's word of mouth. Okay, I'll change it."

　　 Uncle Mason got down from the ladder, walked to the switch, and the light turned on.

　　 "By the way, Karen, would you like to have supper? Your aunt just bought a new box of canned herring for both of us in the afternoon."

　　 "That's great, but I am not hungry now. It is a crime to eat canned herring without being hungry, so I plan to go for a walk."

"Oh, then you really have no good fortune." Uncle Mason said with some regret, "You know, the time the family allows us to open canned herring is actually very short, especially after the winter cannot open all the windows for ventilation. They It often feels that the two of us detonated gas bombs there. Alas, the poor people always fail to comprehend the true meaning of food, right?"

　　 "Yes, silent for the herring who lost their soul and **** them."

　　 Karen pretended to be a pity and walked out of the study and went downstairs.

　　 At the dining table on the second floor, Aunt Winnie and Aunt Mary were checking accounts together. They seemed to be arguing about the details of a certain amount of money. They didn't pay attention when Karen went downstairs.

　　 came to the living room on the first floor. It was very quiet. Only the lights at the entrance of the stairs were on, so the corners of the living room were dark at this time. For outsiders, it was easy to cause a lot of fantasies at this time.

　　 Karen looked at the door of the living room, and didn't rush out to go out, but walked into the basement and came to the door of her aunt's workshop.

　　 The two welfare bill corpses lying in it have been preliminarily processed by the aunt. The magician is wearing a cheap suit, and Mandila is put on a red dress by the aunt.

　　 Karen looked at Mandila. After a while, Mandila seemed to be affected by some kind of induction and sat up on the steel bed.

　　 "You are bored here too, go for a walk together?"

　　 Tomorrow morning, the two bodies will be placed on the first floor one after another. After the process is completed and the photos are taken, they will be sent to Paul's crematorium for incineration.

　　 Karen walked to the living room on the first floor. After making sure that no family members came down, Mandila who followed him also walked out. She was wearing a long skirt and put on makeup, giving her a very gentle and quiet feeling.

　　As soon as he walked out of the hospital door, Karen saw a figure in a red suit, Alfred walking towards here.

　　Alfred saw Karen, and at the same time saw Mandila standing behind Karen, he immediately said with emotion in his heart:

　　 Oh, my God, is this a hobby that a great being has, taking a dead person out for a walk late at night?

　　 "Young Master."

　　Alfred salutes Karen.

　　 Karen didn't expect Alfred to come here so late. If he came out a little earlier, he wouldn't have to "call" Mandila to accompany him.

"How did you come?"

"It's such a young master. I have found some clues about the circus, so I'm here to report to you that they haven't actually left the area of ​​Roja City, but they are hiding in a farm looking at the wind. I will continue. Find relationships to stare at them for more information."

　　 "Okay, if you have information, please sync a copy to Diss."

　　 "Yes, I understand. Then I should report to Master Diss now?"

　　 Alfred felt that he still shouldn't be this light bulb, even if the young master brought out the female companion for a walk tonight... She is a corpse.

　　 "Grandpa is not here, so I went to pray at Mr. Longmar's house."

　　 "Mr. Longmar?" Alfred chewed the name.

　　 "It should be just an ordinary believer." Karen said.

　　 "Okay, I see, Master."

　　 Diss said to himself that there are still seven days, and it will pass zero, in fact, only six days are left.

　　In such a precious countdown, Dieste went to an ordinary believer's house to complete the work that an ordinary priest should do at night;

　　 Is it hard to understand? No, it's easy to understand, because this is how Diss behaves.

　　 "Alfred, have you been to Wayne?" Karen asked as he walked forward.

　　 "I have been down, Wien is a wonderful country." Alfred replied as he walked along.

　　 He answered very simply, because he knew that even if the young master had never been to Wien, he would definitely be able to gain an understanding of Wien in various ways.

　　The original intent of the question is to put forward not so bluntly: You should follow me for a walk, too.

　　 One person, two people, three people swim.

　　 Karen walked in the middle, Alfred followed by half a body behind, and Mandila followed Karen's steps steadily.

　　 For the next part of the journey, Karen did not take the initiative to speak, Alfred also kept silent wittily, and it was even less possible for Mandila to speak suddenly:

　　 Oh, the moonlight tonight is really good.

　　 Walking into a small park on Mingke Street, it is actually a slightly larger empty field with a few bonsai and benches.

　　 Karen sat down on the bench, and Alfred sat down next to him.

　　 Originally in his mind, Karen also signaled Mandila to sit down, Mandila also accepted the signal, walked to Karen, turned his back to Karen, and then sat straight on Karen.

　　 If Karen stretches out his hand to embrace her at this time, it is one of the typical ambiguous sitting positions between lovers.

　　 Alfred's eyelids twitched slightly, but he immediately looked away and looked at the dimly yellow street lamp on the opposite side. It was a beautiful light scene. This street lamp was really a miraculous embodiment of the Creator.

　　 Karen actually did not expect that Mandila would choose to sit down like this. It is impossible for her aunt to put too thick clothes on her. The corpse was afraid of coldness and said that under normal circumstances, they would not be able to complain to her aunt.

　　 So, Mandila, who was wearing only a skirt, gave Karen a very cold touch, and the muscles had already stiffened, so it seemed to be leaned against by a muscular man.

　　Mandila, sit there.

　　 Karen said in his heart.

　　 Mandila stood up, walked to the opposite bench, and sat down facing Karen and Alfred.

　　 "Alfred," Karen called.

　　 "Huh, master?" Alfred, who was still immersed in the artistic beauty of the street light designer, almost didn't react.

　　 "Can Mandila stay in this state forever?" Karen asked.

　　 "No, because the spirituality preserved in a person's body is limited."

　　 Alfred's eyes began to glow red, and he pointed to Mandila and explained to Karen:

"The subordinates can clearly see in Miss Mandila the'slobber' left by the bewitching monsters that Pu'er said, which is the formation. One of the functions of this formation is to better preserve Miss Mandila's body. The inner spirituality, the second is to increase the ease of manipulation.

　　 Generally speaking, Miss Mandila's spirituality will still be in a state of declining and losing, but it will slow down the process because of her formation.

　　 From a small perspective, the formation on Miss Mandila actually wears out more quickly, and needs to be re-blessed every once in a while, like makeup.

The subordinates have seen signs of peeling off the formation on Miss Mandila. Perhaps you can call Miss Mandila to walk with you tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, but tomorrow may Miss Mandila walk with you. It will be a little lame, and the walking posture will be a little weird the day after tomorrow. If the day after tomorrow, Miss Mandila will probably only be able to crawl behind you.

　　 Afterwards, with the complete dissipation of her body formation, she will probably be the same as those ordinary people who were ‘awakened’ by you in the past. After waking up for a period of time, she will return to silence again. "

　　 "So, it can't survive forever, this state?"

"Yes, because this is a consumable item, I guess Miss Mandila should be born into the more spiritually-sufficient category of people. This category of people is actually very suitable for entering the religious circle to receive purification. The devil, probably because of her, chose her as the object of his own sacrifice control, because Miss Mandila should be a very good material in his eyes."

　　 "What about Ms. Molly, Ms. Molly is your "resurrected" her?"

"No, no, no, it's not Ms. Molly who I resurrected, but Ms. Molly. Because of family reasons, she has some special inheritance deep in her bloodline, although it is very weak, and even that family has long been broken down, but... "

　　 "Return to the ancestors?" Karen said.

"This description is very appropriate, probably yes. In addition, Ms. Molly had been exposed to a pollution source by chance, which caused her to be polluted a long time ago. Even if there was no such car accident, she was destined to be deeply polluted. , Gradually demonized.

I just brought her residual limbs to help with some simple warming after she was in a car accident. In fact, I still care for her thinking consciousness. After the success of the alien demonization, the mental disorder will not become a one. madman.

Fortunately, Ms. Molly has always been very emotional. Although she will scare some thieves to death, in general, she has a set of logical thinking skills of a normal person. The only flaw is that she will be emotionally unbalanced. .

　　 However, people who are prone to impulsivity and emotional out-of-control are also very common in normal people, aren't they? "

　　 "In this way, Ms. Molly and Ms. Mandila are completely different."

　　 "Yes, Miss Mandila is the change after she died and turned into a corpse in the true sense, while Ms. Molly, before the car accident, she was already half a monster and half human.

　　 In addition, the bewitching monster only controlled Miss Mandila's body through a simple formation, so that she could come to the stage again and again to participate in the performance with a little mechanical.

His approach and your "wake up" are two different concepts, because in the eyes of your subordinates, your ability is more biased towards the ability of the Inquisitor of Order God, which is to rekindle what remains in the corpse. Spirituality is a natural way of'awakening', and bewitching strange demons is like hypnosis. "

　　 "Can spirituality only be consumed continuously?" Karen asked, "This consumption must be irreversible?"

　　 Alfred was lost in thought, and for a long time, he responded carefully:

　　 "In fact, you are more suitable to ask the black cat in your family for such questions. Your subordinate swears that the black cat in your family is definitely the most knowledgeable cat in the world..."

　　 "Some words, I think it is more suitable to ask you, because I believe Alfred will always stand by my side."

　　 "!!!" Alfred.

　　 "Yes, master, I will always be your most loyal servant." Alfred took out the cigarette and handed it to Karen.

　　 Karen waved his hand to refuse, and said at the same time: "You smoke yourself."

　　 "Okay, Master."

　　 Excited Alfred lighted himself a cigarette.

　　 At the same time, a new mural idea came to mind,

　　When the great being wanted to smoke one day, his loyal servant Alfred lit a lighter for him;

　　God said, there must be light, and then Alfred helped God light up the light.

　　 Alfred was almost overwhelmed with excitement, he didn't even notice after swallowing a few puffs of cigarettes and forgot to spit them out.

　　 He is a very rational, thinking, and intelligent person, but he is often this kind of person. After he really pokes himself up, he will stimulate a strong reaction that is difficult for ordinary people to understand.

"Master, you just asked. The subordinates think this is not absolute. Perhaps the subordinates need to correct the incomprehension in the previous description, that is, some people who may be stronger during their lifetimes. After death, if the body is better preserved, spirituality The strength will be sufficient.

　　 In addition, the magic of the Order of God’s "Awakening" is to awaken the corpse, and the awakened corpse has largely inherited some memories from the past, that is to say, it regards itself as a person from the past.

There is also a restriction here, that is, after a corpse that is strong enough during his lifetime is "awakened", one is that his own accumulation is deep, and the other is that with a certain degree of recovery of his self-cognition during his lifetime, he can even learn Continue to practice as before, and make a supplement to yourself...

　　 It’s just that the latter’s practice will definitely have some specific changes, and there are also some unsuitable issues involved, but in theory, it can be done with probability.

　　 But the problem is that the powerful corpses during their lifetime are the raw materials that the major churches will actively recycle. After the core members of the orthodox church die, their corpses cannot be disposed of at will, and people from the management office will collect and reset them.

and,

the most important is,

　　 My subordinates have heard of...well, this is also easy to understand;

　　 That is, the stronger the corpse during his lifetime and the better the preservation of the corpse, the more difficult it is to awaken him.

　　Because this requires the caster to pay a cost multiplied by a geometric factor to maintain it, no less than... another form of the ritual of God descending.

　　 Take Master Diss as an example..."

　　 After a pause, Alfred immediately shook his head and said:

　　"Master Diss cannot be used as an example. Master Diss is a special extreme example of destroying the sense of substitution.

　　 Take the example of an ordinary Order God Inquisitor. It is not difficult for him to ‘wake up’ the corpse of an ordinary person.

　　 It will be more difficult to wake up a corpse with heavy spirituality during his lifetime;

　　Wake up to a clergyman who was a stranger or another race or has a belief system before his death, the price will suddenly increase;

　　 And awakening a powerful existence in his lifetime... He is likely to be unsuccessful at the same time, he also directly squeezed himself dry.

　　 is like a **** descending ceremony. In many cases, the unsuccessful result is that the person who held the ceremony will become a sacrifice of failure.

　　 So, Master..."

　　Speaking of which,

　　 Alfred suddenly got stuck, and then, with some difficulty, he turned his head to look at his young master, and then he showed ecstasy!

　　 "No, Master, you haven't experienced purification, haven't entered the religious system, and don't have your own belief system operation. You... are just an ordinary person to a certain extent.

　　 But you can'wake up' the corpse at this time, which means that your burden on'wake up' will be much smaller than that of other judges. "

　　 To make an inappropriate analogy,

　　 is like someone else's monthly salary of 3,000 renminbi, to buy a radio, 800 renminbi each.

　　 And my young master spends 300 renminbi a month, to buy the same radio, only 80 renminbi each.

　　 Therefore, although the young master has a low income in essence, the purchasing power effect he can obtain is the same.

　　 This means that when his young master gets a monthly salary of a normal person after he goes out to work in the society, he can spend 3,000 RUB out of ten times the effect of a person of the same level!

　　 As for why the shop owner would be willing to sell a radio to his young master for 80 RUB?

　　 This is difficult to explain, but it is easy to explain;

　　Because the essence of human beings is to "deify" all the unexplainable things in front of them,

　　 I can only say that my young master can rely on the identity of the evil **** to brush his face and get the lowest price.

Even more exaggerated and irresponsibly put forward a bold hypothesis... In fact, when the young master went to buy handprints, the shop owner confiscated the radio money at all, and the reason why it was spent 80 RUB was not for the shop owner, but the young master. It’s just the taxi fare incurred when taking a taxi to and from the store.

　　 "So, is that why you want to take a walk tonight, Master?" Alfred faced Karen, his **** had been removed from the bench, almost in a half-squatting position.

　　 "I have been thinking about this question." Karen said, "If I really have a natural affinity with the corpse, as Pu'er said, I have a characteristic that allows me to write the answer to the question.

　　Does that mean that I can find some better preserved and stronger corpses to help him resurrect?

　　 In this way, can I have a strong bodyguard?

　　 Of course, not only the immediate combat power is gained, but also the performance of experience, wisdom, and certain special abilities. "

　　 Diss promised to himself that in six days, he will not die;

　　 But after I go to Wien, how can I make sure that I can still be absolutely safe?

　　 After all, I am used to the kind of absolute protection from Diss, and once I lose it, I will definitely be very uncomfortable.

　　 Naturally, he counted his idea on his special ability.

　　This kind of corpse is difficult to find, one is the preservation of the reason, and the other is the religious recycling system. Even the corpses of different demons and other races are also the raw materials for their respective groups to compete for.

　　 But, look for it, there is always a chance to find it, death is unpredictable, who knows where he died somehow, right?

　　 "Master, your idea is really amazing and great." Alfred was extremely excited, "When we go to Wien, our subordinates will immediately find a suitable target, and let's experiment.

　　 For example, some ancient tombs in Wien, the tombs of declining religions, and even the museum of the royal family of Wien, there are also several well-preserved corpses. We can try them all. "

　　 Karen nodded, this is what he thought.

"It's late, let's go home." Karen said, the conversation is over, and the specific implementation after going to Wien will have to rely on Alfred, even before he has gone to Wien. Before that, Alfred, who is sensible and obedient, should start planning and layout ahead of time.

　　 The three returned home together. Fortunately, none of the family members were on the first floor, so Miss Mandila was able to walk in normally.

　　 Pu'er has been at home for so many years, except for talking to Diss, and is not allowed to talk to other family members;

　　 Karen is the same, he can't take the corpse of Mandila to open their eyes to his uncles and aunts~www.novelmt.com~ This would violate Diss’ commandments.

　　 Karen was not in a hurry to go to the basement, but pointed to the coffin on the morgue that he would use tomorrow, and motioned for Mandila to lie down.

　　 After Mandila lay down,

　　 Karen stood by the coffin and looked at her and asked in her heart:

　　 "Are you willing to be buried?"

　　 "Outside...cold...here...warm..."

"OK."

　　 Karen nodded and turned to Alfred and said, "Before you go back, throw a stack of money at the door of my living room, and add a letter on it, saying that Mandila is to be buried."

　　 "Okay, master, I understand."

　　 Karen reached out and tapped the side of the coffin lightly, saying:

　　 "Well, now you can go back and lie down first, and tomorrow you will be buried. I will personally see you off and mourn for you."

Mandila walked out of the coffin and walked straight to the top of the stairs leading to the basement, but halfway through, she suddenly turned around and walked towards Karen again. After approaching, she pounced gently, touching Karen’s face. He kissed him, then turned around again and walked into the basement.

　　 Karen froze in place, rubbing her finger where she was just kissed.

　　 Alfred immediately admired: "Master, your charm is really unstoppable even from life and death!"

　　 Karen turned to look at Alfred, and said seriously:

　　 "She was sitting across from us in the park and heard our complete conversation.

　　 For example, I gave her the order to go back to the basement, but she was able to retire and kiss me.

　　 This means that we ‘awakened’ a powerful corpse in our enthusiasm. The first thing that happened after that corpse was resurrected might be backhand shooting the two of us directly to death.

　　 She is reminding me. "