The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

"The train is about to start, the next stop is the terminal of this train, Patton, please see off the passengers away from the platform ..."

The sentimental announcement repeated repeatedly in the dark night, and the passengers on the train made the final adjustments, waiting for the train to start. Bayi? ■ Chinese ▼▼ www.81zw.com?

"I'm finally home, home, warm home." The thirty-something woman I've seen somewhere is always covered in a black cloak, with a strange smile on her face. For the same, she is also covered in two cloaks. Companion said so.

cloak? Don't make a fuss, the people wearing even stranger clothes on the train at this time are all there (expansion), and the cloak is really nothing obvious.

"Lidia, have you notified?" A man in cloak said, his skin was dry and dull like bark. Thanks to this bad skin, we can't see his age. Do you know you are going back? "

"Of course not." The woman named Lidia shook her head. "I like surprises."

"I don't like surprises." Some young girls sound like they are 11 or 12 years old, and their skin is amazingly fair and transparent, like a porcelain doll, "Lidia, you should write a letter first, tell Your brother, you are back and you have brought guests. "

With a slight shock, the train started and went to the terminal, Button.

"Eve, nobody writes letters now." Lidia still had a smile on her face. "We called, you have seen, the square box with handles, the phone."

"You mean something that has a button and makes a harsh sound when pressed?" Eve, like a porcelain doll, frowned. "I hate that kind of thing. It makes me feel that there are bugs in my ears. People are irritable, I am too old to adapt to that kind of thing. "She turned her head and looked out the window.

When the train left Newton Station, the scenery outside quickly dimmed, but the faint shape can still be seen at night, square, cold artificial buildings, high chimneys ... accompanied by dull mechanical sounds. This is also the area of ​​Newton North. Geographical convenience-North and South rely on the Charles and Paisin Rivers, making it an industrial area in Newton.

"It has changed, everything has changed." The porcelain doll had a sad expression on its face. "When did it start. The workshop has become so big, what is it made in? A chair?"

"No one says the workshop now, it's the factory." The man with bad skin said, "Eve, you should come and see more. You are too out of time."

"Aren't I coming out." Eve leaned back on Lidia. "I want to see what Lidia's family looks like." She looked at Lidia. "I'm curious about what it looks like." Family educates people like you. "

"Then you are going to be disappointed. My parents may only enjoy retirement now. It's boring." Lidia took Eve's hand with a smile. "As for my brother." Lidia raised her eyebrows. Immediately, he shook his head again. "He's a bit like the torto you talked about, probably you won't like him either."

miss you. Come to think of it, which one is in Barton, the guy we know, like Toledo! !

"I don't hate Torredo. Eight ◆ ?? 1 Chinese website www.81zw.com ▼" The man pursed his lips, "They are always well-dressed and well-behaved, willing to try new things, even if they don't apply to the pupil They are also very, well, persuasive. And they have a good relationship with human beings. Most of our blood magic experiments were completed with the help of Toledo. "

"Humph." Eve rolled his eyes. "I wouldn't say that it was help. What we did was just like the trick on the street to them." She seemed to think of something far away. "You don't remember, once, that nasty Toledo invited us to go to a noble's house to perform our dream magic." She moved her body in disgust, "The magic of the trick! This is what he calls our work. , It's an insult! "

The man twitched his lips. "Speaking of him, is he still alive?"

"It's probably dead, it's not a pity to die," Eve said.

"Probably not." Lydia shrugged. "Isn't New Torrido in the west only active at night? The guy you said is probably still alive. What's his name?"

"Zacree." The man replied, "Torido's ancestor's favorite 'son' ..."

"Don't talk about him!" Eve was actually angry and pulled Lidia a little. "Tell me where is this place? How long will it be before you come to your house!"

Lidia smiled at the helpless man and patted Eve's hand comfortably, "Come on, out of Newton, we will enter Barton West, and my house will be visible from the window." She revealed After thinking about it, "Let me think about it, I didn't come back very much ..."

"Well, I should first see Barton Manor, then Quinn, and then Sharpe." Lydia smiled. "It won't be missed. It's ridiculously bigger than Sharpe's manor. my home."

Don't think about it, the answer is Smith.

Lidia Smith, wrong, is Lidia Rimer, the sister of Mr. Smith, whom we are familiar with. The manufacturer of ‘Walmina’, a competitor whose Smith had collapsed with state institutions, came.

"Very good." Eve frowned, "I can't wait to see you, a brother like Toledo."

"Eve." Lidia smiled. "Please don't join in personal feelings. We lost. You have to admit that in these things, my brother is more than me ..." She raised her eyebrows and looked strange. "Experience."

"Lidia." Eve looked up and looked at Lidia, the porcelain doll became serious. "This is not a family business competition between your brothers and sisters. There is no hidden alliance. I have an entire clan to support. Remer's surname, Will not disappear on my hands. "

"That's why we are here, isn't it." Lidia patted Eve's hand, "Relax."

Eve didn't seem to appease completely, frowning and shaking her head.

Changing the subject may be a wise choice at this time.

"Oh, right." Lidia smiled, "We will not go directly to the manor, the train will first go to Beiqi in the North District, where is the terminal. Bayi? ■ Chinese ▼▼ Chinese www.81zw.com ? I think we can stay at Becky for one night now. Becky has always been the most prosperous place in Barton's nightlife ... "

Eve beside Lidia got up from her seat, Lidia stopped talking, watching Eve standing tall without her sitting, "What's wrong?"

"Werewolf."

The man with bad skin also stood up and stared out of the dull window, getting closer and closer to the border of Newton, and the traces of the factory had disappeared, only the dark woods.

"I didn't feel anything." Lydia also looked out the window.

"Because you are too young." The man frowned. "Eve. What are we going to do?"

"Go out and see." Eve ordered and pushed Lydia back to her seat. "You stay here, you are too weak."

Lidia pursed her lips. Watching Eve and the man bypass the seat and walk towards the end of the carriage. Eve is right. She is too weak. Until now, she has not noticed anything.

The junction where the carriages meet shakes. The man in the robe frowned and closed the front and rear doors. The hands in the wide-sleeved robe were exposed. The bloodline seemed to be ordered. He protruded from his fingertips and entangled into a net for a moment. , Covering the windows of the front and rear doors.

Perhaps things are already weird here, but there are even more weird.

"Go out." Eve looked at the small, seemingly closed space, and ordered again. The fingers unbuttoned the collar of the robe.

At the moment when the robe covering the whole body fell off, two blood columns appeared to be entangled by countless blood lines!

The bright red blood hit the shaking junction of the train, as if infiltrating! Reduced sharply.

"See? Flander." The voice appeared on the roof of the train! The white, transparent arm is pointing somewhere in the dark woods ahead, slightly shifting with the fully moving train.

Flander, the man with a bad skin condition, knelt in front of Eve, showing a guardian gesture. Strange utensils and equipment were bound to Flander, and after being covered by the robe, they were revealed under the night.

"I saw it." Chihong's gaze. Like radiation, Flander's dry and dull skin was covered with a bright red stream, not at all like Eve ... transparent.

Flander looked at where Eve pointed, with a surprise in his tone. "But, what is that?" Seemingly to confirm, he looked up and looked at the eastern moon, not the full moon cycle!

"Two Alphas." Eve frowned, "One ..." It seemed that she didn't quite confirm what she saw. "It's completely wolf-body (Benjamin)." He also looked up at the moon, shook his head, and continued to look at where she pointed, "and the young wolf-body werewolf (Matthew)."

"Is it a fight between two wolves?" Flander's tone was full of uncertainty.

Eve didn't answer, she was observing the battle that was completely stuck.

One side of the wolf body is completely disadvantageous in quantity, but the strength brought by the complete wolf body is not the other side can only be suppressed by the werewolf with Alpha skin.

"The Alpha side of the wolf body, then, is that a human?" Flander showed something outside the werewolf's battle group, "Sorcerer of In'an?"

"A very bad wizard (Max)." Eve apparently saw it too, and she shook her head. "At this time, the Yinan's" Wandering Curse "was obviously more appropriate, but he chose to restrict the spell."

The train at Eve ’s station was moving, and the werewolf ’s battle group was also moving, as if in the same direction.

Eve turned her head and looked in the direction of the train. "We." We here, including the werewolves, "we are about to enter the Barton West. I can already see the manor that Lydia said."

"Are we going to do something?" Flander's body covered with blood seems to be more, flowing against the skin, making it strange.

Eve didn't answer.

"Are we going to do something?" Flander asked aside again, taking something in his chest and holding it in his hand, as if ready to do something at any time.

"I'm thinking." Eve's face was impatient. "Let me think."

Flander's mouth twitched interferingly. He wanted to help Eve think, "They are also moving towards Barton. We hope that in Barton, there will be two more groups of our world's enemies-are there werewolves led by Alpha?"

"No." Thinking about it quickly, Eve immediately gave the answer.

"So, what are we going to do?" Flander had already pulled away what he had in his hand, and was completely prepared.

"I'm coming." Eve bypassed the prepared Flander, raised his hand, and pointed to the werewolf's battle group.

Flander waited for a while, "Eve?" Because Eve did nothing.

"I'm thinking." Eve frowned, "Barton is rumored, isn't it Alpha's territory, this is already the border of Barton, how can I judge whether there is Barton's Alpha among the parties fighting there?"

Flander opened his mouth. "We don't want others to know that we are coming to Barton. We want to be able to hide under Barton's alpha and control Smith secretly."

"Yes." Eve pursed her lips. "This is the plan. So ..." She stopped talking.

"If Barton's Alpha is there, here will enter Barton soon, reinforcements in his territory will come, and now the balance of the battle will be broken, and Barton's Alpha will win."

"I know what to do." Eve thought of it. "If our whereabouts in Barton are in the future by Alpha of Barton, and if Alpha of Barton is now there, we can say that he was helping him at this time, helping him procrastinate. Time is waiting for reinforcements. If Barton ’s Alpha is not there, we can say that this is to help him limit new intruders. "

The bright red thread oozed from Eve's fingertips and gathered in front of his palm.

"Oh, you sound like the Toredo you hate, deconstruction ..."

"Shut up." Eve, squeezing her hand tightly, a small ball of blood in front of her palm rushed into the night, into the dark woods.

The wind on the roof was heavy, but Eve did n’t seem to be blown, even standing like a ceramic doll on the roof, turning slightly as the train moved forward, watching Far behind the train, she was cast somewhere in the woods by blood magic.

"Quiet." The blood lines covering Flander's body faded gradually, and the redness in his eyes disappeared. Standing relaxed beside Eve, unlike Eve, his dry gray head has been blown into the nest like a chaos, "Wish them a good dream."

"Go back." Eve turned his head and looked in the direction of the train. "Entering Barton." Far away, but as he kept approaching, what did Eve see, "That's Bishapo's manor, Sure enough, it's ridiculous. "

Flander looked in that direction too, and there was nothing in the darkness at night, "I can't see that far."

Eve frowned, "Then find a way to see that far!"

Flander frowned, and the bright red thread covered his bark-like skin again. A stream of bright red flowed into his eyes, and his eyes radiated red again.

"What's that ?!" Flander's tone was a little surprised. He looked at where Eve was looking. "Then, is that bigger than Sharp Manor? It's bigger. But, then, that's ..."

"Vicious spirit." Eve finished.

Then, without warning, her face suddenly changed, and the face of the porcelain doll actually turned reddish, "What is that!" Cried out gazed.

Flander looked there with his best efforts, and he saw nothing more surprising than such a huge evil spirit, "What?"

Oh. It's nothing, but Zac finally drove the Grand van to Bishape Manor. He stopped the car in front of the gate and pushed the car door irritably, staring at the dark red manor.

Damn James, he should have warned him yesterday that he should not be near Bishape Manor.

Zac shook his head and walked to the gate of the manor. It ’s too late to think about it. Yesterday, I did n’t have any good intentions for James. Now I want to rescue Zac as he deserves it!

Zach's forward steps suddenly stopped, turning back and looking to the southwest. Looking across the thick manor isolation forest, only the overhead, which runs through the Western District and leads to the North District Becky, serves as the social class that separates the Western District. There is nothing but a train approaching.

Zac frowned, and he clearly felt that someone was watching him just now.

Zac twitched his mouth and stared at the advancing train, until he was completely in the isolation forest that blocked his sight and sound, and there was nothing.

Zac shook his head, illusion. With a gloomy look at the manor shrouded in dark red, he stepped inside. (To be continued.)