Meow!
The black cat's meow echoed on the open ground surrounded by secluded woods. Whether it was an adult man in black robe or a young man and a woman who had only five or sixteen years old, they all turned their eyes to the dead body lying in the center.
A cold wind blew, and the black cat fell to the ground, staring at the human who had just thrown it out, constantly sweeping its tail.
Suddenly, its hair exploded again, and then its feet leaped up and ran quickly in the other direction.
Unfortunately, everything it did not attract any attention. The humans present looked at the motionless corpse with concentration.
Time passed by minute by minute, and the dead body did not undergo any change worth looking forward to.
Have you failed again?A young man moved closer, squatted down, poked his fingers into the skin of the dead body.
No response.He half turned his body and said to the man in black robe and other companions.
At this moment, he felt a gust of wind blowing from bottom to top on his face.
After a while, the dead body sat up!
The boy was startled and immediately cheered in surprise:
Success!Successfully...
Before he finished speaking, the dead body suddenly grabbed his shoulder, pressed him into his arms, then opened his mouth and bit it down, making a sound of slap, and blood flowed.
Ah!Help!The boy screamed in horror and used all his strength to move back, but could not break free.
The dead body raised its head, revealing its white teeth, as well as the minced meat hanging between the teeth and blood flowing through its mouth.
The man in black robe was stunned at first, then he took out a brass-colored whistle, put it in his mouth, and blew it.
Then he said in Hermis:
I order you in the name of death!
As the sound echoed, the dead body stopped gnawing and briefly stiffened.
The boy whose neck and shoulders were bitten to the bloody state was also limp there, as if he had lost his soul, while the soil on his lower body was wet.
It's really OK... The man in black robe whispered in surprise, pointed at the dead body, and said in Hemis again, get up!
The dead body suddenly stood up, then shook his arms and ran towards the depths of the secluded woods.
return!The man in black robe shouted in surprise, but no signs of pause were found in the dead body.
He quickly blew his whistle again and shouted majesticly and deeply:
I order you back in the name of death!
With his words, the back of the dead body disappeared into the shade of the trees.
I'll let you come back... The man in black robe stood there in a daze, talking stupidly.
In the woods, Klein held the Azker copper whistle and matchbox in one hand, kept igniting the matches with the other, and shook his wrist and threw them on the ground.
In this process, he retreated in an arc shape.
Dingdeng!
The corpse with a pale face rushed over, and his eyes were staring straight at the ancient and exquisite copper whistle.
While retreating, Klein bulged his cheeks and aimed at the dead body to simulate the sound:
Bang!
The dead body shook suddenly, and a piercing injury appeared on the chest.
Bang!
Klein swelled up his cheeks and fired an air bullet.
puff!The dead body's head was broken in half, and rotten liquid kept dripping downwards.
However, this is not a fatal injury for it. Dingdeng's running only stagnates and appears again.
Seeing this, Klein took a step back and made a sound.
Bang!
A bright flame rose from the ground, just covering the dead body and igniting its coat.
Dingdeng!
The dead corpse rushed through the flames and continued to move forward like a mad cow.
Bang!Bang!Bang!Klein snapped his fingers, causing red flames to rise on the ground.
The dead body rushed through the flames without pain, and the body gradually began to burn, and it became more and more intense, giving people a strange feeling of the candle melting.
Finally, the dead body that turned into a torch rushed to Klein and grabbed the other party with one claw.
At the same time, a flame rose up and wrapped it with Klein at the same time.
The dead body grabbed Klein's shoulder, but only squeezed out the collapsed Mars.
Klein's figure dissipated in the red flame light and appeared in the fire at the farthest.
The dead body seemed to have finally used all its strength and stopped struggling. It quickly melted in the flames dyed with a little green color, turning into ashes and oily wax.
He is stronger than all the zombies and resentful souls I have encountered before, well, not as good as Mr. Azk’s descendants... If it weren’t for me, they would have died here today.Klein shook his head, walked through the woods, and headed towards the open land.
At this time, the man in black robe had noticed the changes in the woods and turned around and ran away without hesitation. The seven or eight young men and women first scattered, but as they ran, they found that they were the only one around them, and then stopped timidly, returned to their original place, and gathered together.
They had just experienced the incident of waking up the dead body and biting the flesh and blood, and they really didn't dare to run away alone in the deep night.
This will make them feel chilling on the back of their necks.
They look at me, I look at you, but no one dares to support the young man whose neck and shoulders are covered in blood, afraid that the other party will become a living zombie at any time.
In the short silence that made people's heart beat like a drum, they were stunned to see a clown wearing exaggerated clothes and painted with red, yellow and white oil paints coming from the woods.
This is an illusion created directly by Klein.
He looked around and didn't go after the man in black robe, and asked hoarsely:
Who was the one who presided over the ceremony just now?
who?The young men and women seemed to have not come back to their senses, and it took several seconds before a trembling big boy answered:
He, he is our Old Fosak teacher Coupsty Reid...
He claimed that he had a deep study of death and wanted to lead us to find the mystery of eternal life.
It turned out to be the teacher in the school... the mystery of eternal life?
It's really a bragging, you don't have to pay taxes... Judging from the performance just now, this guy will not be a psychic, at most a gravedigger, or even a sequence 9, just a corpse collector... Of course, he may not be the way of death, and he joined the spiritual sect just because of worship... After Klein asked where Copstee lived, he thought for a while:
You guys go back, don’t participate in this kind of thing anymore, don’t reveal it.
Otherwise, you all will die.
Then he emphasized again:
All will die.
The young men and women who were scared by what happened just now nodded wildly, leaning on each other and preparing to leave.
At this time, a girl with smooth hair pointed to her companion who was moaning in pain on the ground and said:
He, is he okay?
I can't die for the time being, but I have to take it to see a doctor, which means I was bitten by a hyena who often eats carrion.Klein ignored them and returned to the woods.
The boy and woman looked at each other, and someone blurted out:
May I ask, what should you call me?
Klein smiled and deliberately misled the other party and replied in a low voice:
I'm just a janitor in hell.
While he was speaking, fog suddenly spread out, and his figure disappeared from the spot.
Of course, these are all hallucinations.
The gatekeeper of hell?The boy and the woman repeated the word in a low voice, with each other's thoughts for a while.
However, after a cold wind that was soaked in the bone marrow, they shivered again, helped their companions up, leaving the place without daring to look back.
……
Is this a member of the Spiritual Cult?
It's really disappointing... If he hadn't given up his current identity, I would visit him in the middle of the night when I had time to see what he knew. Well, I have to teach him a lesson so that he would not dare to harm the students anymore. Can spiritual dance and resurrection rituals be played randomly?
Klein habitually judges with the mind of the night watcher.
Soon, he returned to the outside of the mansion of Logo Karoman and waited patiently for the security personnel to move.
As soon as he found the opportunity, he immediately climbed over the fence, quickly approached the house along the shadows, and quietly climbed onto the balcony.
At this time, the dummy disguised as him was still smoking.
Bang!Klein snapped his fingers lightly.
The figure in front of him immediately turned into a thin piece of paper and floated to his palm.
Compared to before, this piece of paper is covered with rust-red marks and cannot be used anymore.
Klein didn't dare to throw it around, folded it and stuffed it into his pocket.
After doing all this, he leisurely stepped into the corridor and returned to Aturu's bedroom.
Why have you been there for so long?Stuart asked in a trembling voice.
He had just gone to the door to inquire and found that Sherlock Moriarty was smoking one cigarette after another, but his duty was that he did not dare to leave the bedroom.
Klein smiled and said:
Take a break and relax, you can go too, I don't mind.
I... Stuart was about to agree, but suddenly I thought that in this way, he would be the only one on the balcony, surrounded by the dark night, the light that was not bright enough, the cold wind, and the environment that always reminded ghost stories.
So he forced a smile and said:
It's OK, I don't need it.
Klein smiled without saying a word, sat down again, letting the chair shake slowly and gently in the darkness.
This shake has been shaken until dawn and nothing has happened again.
Atlu woke up and sat on the bed, dazed and dazed.
Klein said nothing, and exchanged positions with Kaslana with her female assistant, and walked slowly to the room to make up for sleep.
While he was sleeping in a daze, he heard Logo Carroman shouting loudly in surprise and joy:
Oh, my kid, are you?
The storm is on, I will donate 300 pounds to the church!
You, you said, they won't come to kill you?Did you misunderstand?
£300?What a luxury... Klein turned over, hugged the soft and warm quilt, and muttered.
Then, he continued to sleep soundly.
At noon, Klein went downstairs to have a meal, and Kaslana sat opposite him and asked with a frown:
Did something happen last night?
No.Crane replied concisely, then smiled, "Is it okay if Atoru wakes up and goes to the bathroom?"
Stuart next to him slowed down and nodded in agreement.
Kaslana's eyes swept over their faces and then retracted them, and replied in a deep voice:
Not counting.
Klein's mouth curled slightly and he skillfully cut the steak.
The black cat's meow echoed on the open ground surrounded by secluded woods. Whether it was an adult man in black robe or a young man and a woman who had only five or sixteen years old, they all turned their eyes to the dead body lying in the center.
A cold wind blew, and the black cat fell to the ground, staring at the human who had just thrown it out, constantly sweeping its tail.
Suddenly, its hair exploded again, and then its feet leaped up and ran quickly in the other direction.
Unfortunately, everything it did not attract any attention. The humans present looked at the motionless corpse with concentration.
Time passed by minute by minute, and the dead body did not undergo any change worth looking forward to.
Have you failed again?A young man moved closer, squatted down, poked his fingers into the skin of the dead body.
No response.He half turned his body and said to the man in black robe and other companions.
At this moment, he felt a gust of wind blowing from bottom to top on his face.
After a while, the dead body sat up!
The boy was startled and immediately cheered in surprise:
Success!Successfully...
Before he finished speaking, the dead body suddenly grabbed his shoulder, pressed him into his arms, then opened his mouth and bit it down, making a sound of slap, and blood flowed.
Ah!Help!The boy screamed in horror and used all his strength to move back, but could not break free.
The dead body raised its head, revealing its white teeth, as well as the minced meat hanging between the teeth and blood flowing through its mouth.
The man in black robe was stunned at first, then he took out a brass-colored whistle, put it in his mouth, and blew it.
Then he said in Hermis:
I order you in the name of death!
As the sound echoed, the dead body stopped gnawing and briefly stiffened.
The boy whose neck and shoulders were bitten to the bloody state was also limp there, as if he had lost his soul, while the soil on his lower body was wet.
It's really OK... The man in black robe whispered in surprise, pointed at the dead body, and said in Hemis again, get up!
The dead body suddenly stood up, then shook his arms and ran towards the depths of the secluded woods.
return!The man in black robe shouted in surprise, but no signs of pause were found in the dead body.
He quickly blew his whistle again and shouted majesticly and deeply:
I order you back in the name of death!
With his words, the back of the dead body disappeared into the shade of the trees.
I'll let you come back... The man in black robe stood there in a daze, talking stupidly.
In the woods, Klein held the Azker copper whistle and matchbox in one hand, kept igniting the matches with the other, and shook his wrist and threw them on the ground.
In this process, he retreated in an arc shape.
Dingdeng!
The corpse with a pale face rushed over, and his eyes were staring straight at the ancient and exquisite copper whistle.
While retreating, Klein bulged his cheeks and aimed at the dead body to simulate the sound:
Bang!
The dead body shook suddenly, and a piercing injury appeared on the chest.
Bang!
Klein swelled up his cheeks and fired an air bullet.
puff!The dead body's head was broken in half, and rotten liquid kept dripping downwards.
However, this is not a fatal injury for it. Dingdeng's running only stagnates and appears again.
Seeing this, Klein took a step back and made a sound.
Bang!
A bright flame rose from the ground, just covering the dead body and igniting its coat.
Dingdeng!
The dead corpse rushed through the flames and continued to move forward like a mad cow.
Bang!Bang!Bang!Klein snapped his fingers, causing red flames to rise on the ground.
The dead body rushed through the flames without pain, and the body gradually began to burn, and it became more and more intense, giving people a strange feeling of the candle melting.
Finally, the dead body that turned into a torch rushed to Klein and grabbed the other party with one claw.
At the same time, a flame rose up and wrapped it with Klein at the same time.
The dead body grabbed Klein's shoulder, but only squeezed out the collapsed Mars.
Klein's figure dissipated in the red flame light and appeared in the fire at the farthest.
The dead body seemed to have finally used all its strength and stopped struggling. It quickly melted in the flames dyed with a little green color, turning into ashes and oily wax.
He is stronger than all the zombies and resentful souls I have encountered before, well, not as good as Mr. Azk’s descendants... If it weren’t for me, they would have died here today.Klein shook his head, walked through the woods, and headed towards the open land.
At this time, the man in black robe had noticed the changes in the woods and turned around and ran away without hesitation. The seven or eight young men and women first scattered, but as they ran, they found that they were the only one around them, and then stopped timidly, returned to their original place, and gathered together.
They had just experienced the incident of waking up the dead body and biting the flesh and blood, and they really didn't dare to run away alone in the deep night.
This will make them feel chilling on the back of their necks.
They look at me, I look at you, but no one dares to support the young man whose neck and shoulders are covered in blood, afraid that the other party will become a living zombie at any time.
In the short silence that made people's heart beat like a drum, they were stunned to see a clown wearing exaggerated clothes and painted with red, yellow and white oil paints coming from the woods.
This is an illusion created directly by Klein.
He looked around and didn't go after the man in black robe, and asked hoarsely:
Who was the one who presided over the ceremony just now?
who?The young men and women seemed to have not come back to their senses, and it took several seconds before a trembling big boy answered:
He, he is our Old Fosak teacher Coupsty Reid...
He claimed that he had a deep study of death and wanted to lead us to find the mystery of eternal life.
It turned out to be the teacher in the school... the mystery of eternal life?
It's really a bragging, you don't have to pay taxes... Judging from the performance just now, this guy will not be a psychic, at most a gravedigger, or even a sequence 9, just a corpse collector... Of course, he may not be the way of death, and he joined the spiritual sect just because of worship... After Klein asked where Copstee lived, he thought for a while:
You guys go back, don’t participate in this kind of thing anymore, don’t reveal it.
Otherwise, you all will die.
Then he emphasized again:
All will die.
The young men and women who were scared by what happened just now nodded wildly, leaning on each other and preparing to leave.
At this time, a girl with smooth hair pointed to her companion who was moaning in pain on the ground and said:
He, is he okay?
I can't die for the time being, but I have to take it to see a doctor, which means I was bitten by a hyena who often eats carrion.Klein ignored them and returned to the woods.
The boy and woman looked at each other, and someone blurted out:
May I ask, what should you call me?
Klein smiled and deliberately misled the other party and replied in a low voice:
I'm just a janitor in hell.
While he was speaking, fog suddenly spread out, and his figure disappeared from the spot.
Of course, these are all hallucinations.
The gatekeeper of hell?The boy and the woman repeated the word in a low voice, with each other's thoughts for a while.
However, after a cold wind that was soaked in the bone marrow, they shivered again, helped their companions up, leaving the place without daring to look back.
……
Is this a member of the Spiritual Cult?
It's really disappointing... If he hadn't given up his current identity, I would visit him in the middle of the night when I had time to see what he knew. Well, I have to teach him a lesson so that he would not dare to harm the students anymore. Can spiritual dance and resurrection rituals be played randomly?
Klein habitually judges with the mind of the night watcher.
Soon, he returned to the outside of the mansion of Logo Karoman and waited patiently for the security personnel to move.
As soon as he found the opportunity, he immediately climbed over the fence, quickly approached the house along the shadows, and quietly climbed onto the balcony.
At this time, the dummy disguised as him was still smoking.
Bang!Klein snapped his fingers lightly.
The figure in front of him immediately turned into a thin piece of paper and floated to his palm.
Compared to before, this piece of paper is covered with rust-red marks and cannot be used anymore.
Klein didn't dare to throw it around, folded it and stuffed it into his pocket.
After doing all this, he leisurely stepped into the corridor and returned to Aturu's bedroom.
Why have you been there for so long?Stuart asked in a trembling voice.
He had just gone to the door to inquire and found that Sherlock Moriarty was smoking one cigarette after another, but his duty was that he did not dare to leave the bedroom.
Klein smiled and said:
Take a break and relax, you can go too, I don't mind.
I... Stuart was about to agree, but suddenly I thought that in this way, he would be the only one on the balcony, surrounded by the dark night, the light that was not bright enough, the cold wind, and the environment that always reminded ghost stories.
So he forced a smile and said:
It's OK, I don't need it.
Klein smiled without saying a word, sat down again, letting the chair shake slowly and gently in the darkness.
This shake has been shaken until dawn and nothing has happened again.
Atlu woke up and sat on the bed, dazed and dazed.
Klein said nothing, and exchanged positions with Kaslana with her female assistant, and walked slowly to the room to make up for sleep.
While he was sleeping in a daze, he heard Logo Carroman shouting loudly in surprise and joy:
Oh, my kid, are you?
The storm is on, I will donate 300 pounds to the church!
You, you said, they won't come to kill you?Did you misunderstand?
£300?What a luxury... Klein turned over, hugged the soft and warm quilt, and muttered.
Then, he continued to sleep soundly.
At noon, Klein went downstairs to have a meal, and Kaslana sat opposite him and asked with a frown:
Did something happen last night?
No.Crane replied concisely, then smiled, "Is it okay if Atoru wakes up and goes to the bathroom?"
Stuart next to him slowed down and nodded in agreement.
Kaslana's eyes swept over their faces and then retracted them, and replied in a deep voice:
Not counting.
Klein's mouth curled slightly and he skillfully cut the steak.
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