"Meow!"

The cry of the black cat echoed in the open ground surrounded by secluded trees, and both the adult black-robed man and the young man and woman who were only fifteen or sixteen years old all looked at the dead body lying in the center at the same time.

A cold wind blew, and the black cat fell to the ground, staring at the human who had just thrown it out, and swept its tail continuously.

Suddenly, its fur exploded again, and with a force on its feet, it leaped up and ran in the other direction.

Unfortunately, all of this did not attract the slightest attention, and the humans present all stared intently at the motionless corpse.

Minutes and seconds passed, and the corpse did not undergo any changes worth expecting.

"Failed again?" a teenager leaned in, crouched down, and poked his finger into the dead body's skin.

"No response. He half-turned and said to the black-robed man and the rest of his companions.

At this moment, he felt a gust of wind blow on his face from the bottom up.

With a brush, the corpse sat up!

The young man was startled, and then exclaimed in surprise:

"Success! Success......"

Before he could finish speaking, the corpse suddenly grabbed him by the shoulder, pressed him into his arms, and then opened his mouth and bit down, biting out a popping sound and biting blood.

"Ahh

The corpse lifted its head, revealing Bai Sensen's teeth, as well as the scraps of flesh that hung between the teeth and the blood that flowed down its mouth.

The black-robed man was stunned for a moment, then immediately took out a brass-colored whistle, put it in his mouth, and blew it.

Then he said in Hermeth:

"I command you in the name of death!"

The voice echoed, and the corpse stopped biting and briefly froze in place.

The boy whose neck and shoulders had been bitten to a bloody pulp was also paralyzed there, as if he had lost his soul, and the dirt on his lower body was wet.

"It can really be ......," the black-robed man whispered in surprise, pointing to the dead body, and again in Hermes's language, "Get up!"

The corpse staggered to its feet, then threw off its arms and staggered into the depths of the secluded woods.

"Come back!" the black-robed man shouted in surprise, but found no sign of the dead body stopping.

He hurriedly blew his whistle again, and shouted majestically:

"I command you to come back in the name of death!"

With his words, the corpse's back disappeared into the shadows of the trees.

"I'll let you come back......" The black-robed man froze in place, muttering to himself stupidly.

In the woods, Crane held the Azk copper whistle and matchbox in one hand, and kept lighting matches in the other, shaking his wrists and throwing them on the ground.

In the process, he retreated in an arc.

Pedal Pedal Ped

The pale, foul-smelling corpse rushed over, staring at the ancient and delicate bronze whistle with dull eyes.

Crane stepped back, puffing out his cheeks, aiming at the corpse, simulating a sound:

"Bang!"

The corpse shook for a moment, and a penetrating wound appeared in the chest.

"Bang!"

Crane puffed out again and fired an air bullet.

Poof! The corpse's head was half shattered, and there was rotting liquid dripping down it.

However, this was not a fatal injury for it, and the pedaling run only came to a slight halt before it reappeared.

Seeing this, Crane took a step back and snapped.

Syllable!

A bright flame rose from the ground, enveloping the dead body and igniting its coat.

Pedal Pedal Ped

The corpse rushed through the flames and continued on its way, like a mad cow.

Klein snapped his fingers, causing red flames to rise from the ground.

The corpse rushed through the flames without any pain, and the body gradually began to burn, and it became more and more violent, giving the eerie feeling that the candle was melting.

Finally, the corpse, which had been transformed into a torch, rushed in front of Crane and grabbed at the other man with one claw.

At the same time, a flame rose up, enveloping it and Klein at the same time.

The corpse grabbed Crane's shoulder, but only sparked a disintegrating spark.

Crane's figure dissipated into the crimson flames, appearing in the farthest fire.

The corpse seemed to have finally exhausted all its strength, and no longer struggled, and quickly dissolved in the slightly dark green flames, turning into ashes and oil wax.

"He's better than all the living corpses and wraiths I've ever met before, well, not as good as a descendant of Mr. Azik...... If it weren't for me, they would all be dying here today. Crane shook his head and walked through the woods toward the open field.

At this time, the black-robed man had already noticed the changes in the woods, and turned around and ran away without hesitation, while the seven or eight young men and women first scattered in a hurry, but as they ran, they found that they were the only ones around, and then timidly stopped, returned to their places, and gathered together.

They had just experienced the incident of the dead body being awakened and gnawing on the flesh, and they really didn't dare to run away alone in the deep night.

It will make them feel cold on the back of their neck.

They look at me, I look at you, no one dares to hold the bloody young man on the neck and shoulders, afraid that the other party will turn into a living corpse at any time.

In a brief silence that made people's hearts beat like drums, they were stunned to see a clown in the woods dressed in pompous clothes and painted in red, yellow and white.

This is an illusion directly created by Klein.

He looked around, didn't chase after the black-robed man, and asked hoarsely:

"Who was presiding over the ceremony just now?"

The boys and men did not seem to come to their senses, and it took several seconds before a shivering boy replied:

"He's, he's our Gufsak teacher, Kaupsti Reed......"

He professed to have a deep study of death and to lead us in our search for the mystery of eternal life. ”

It turned out to be a teacher at school...... The mystery of eternal life? What a brag that you don't have to pay taxes...... Judging from the performance just now, this guy will not be a "psychic", at most a "gravedigger", and may even only have Sequence 9, just a corpse collector...... Of course, he may not have been on the path of death, and had joined the Spirit Order simply because of worship...... After Klein asked where Kaupsti lived, he thought for a moment:

"Go back, don't get involved in this kind of thing anymore, don't leak it out. ”

"Otherwise, you'll all die. ”

Then he emphasized:

"All of them will die. ”

The young men and women, who had been frightened by what had just happened, nodded frantically, leaning on each other and preparing to leave.

At this moment, a young 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 the doctor, and I said that I was bitten by a hyena that often eats carrion. Crane ignored them and headed back into the woods.

The young man and woman looked at each other, and someone blurted out:

"Excuse me, excuse me, what should you call it?"

Klein smiled and replied in a low voice that was deliberately misleading:

"I'm just a janitor of hell. ”

As he spoke, a mist suddenly spread, and the figure disappeared in place.

Of course, it's all an illusion.

"The janitor of hell?" the young man and woman repeated the word in a low voice, each thinking about it for a moment.

However, when a cold wind blew like a bone marrow, they shivered again, picked up their companions, and left the place without daring to turn back.

............

This is the member of the Order? What a disappointment...... If he hadn't given up his current identity, I'd visit him in the middle of the night to see what he knew, well, I had to teach him a lesson, so that he wouldn't dare to trouble the students again, and that the "Spirit Dance" and the "Resurrection Ritual" could be played around? Klein habitually judged with the mind of a night watcher.

Soon, he was back outside Loggo Kaloman's mansion and waited patiently for the security guards to move.

As soon as he found an 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.

Smack! Crane snapped his fingers.

The figure in front of him immediately turned into a thin piece of paper and floated to the palm of his hand.

Compared to before, this paper is covered with rusty red marks, and it can no longer be used.

Crane didn't dare to throw it away, so he folded it and stuffed it into his pocket.

With all this done, he leisurely stepped down the hallway and returned to Atru's bedroom.

"Why have you been here for so long?" asked Stuart, in a slightly trembling voice.

He had just inquired at the door and found Sherlock Moriarty smoking cigarette after cigarette, but he did not dare to leave the bedroom.

Klein smiled and said:

"Take a break, relax, you can go too, I don't mind. ”

"I ......," Stuart was about to agree, when it occurred to him that he would be alone on the balcony, surrounded by a deep night, a light that was not bright enough, a cold wind, an environment that always reminded people of ghost stories.

So, he forced a smile and said:

"It's okay, I don't need to. ”

Crane smiled and sat back down, letting the easy chair slowly sway in the night.

The shake was until dawn, and nothing happened.

Atru came to his senses and sat down on his bed, stunned.

Crane didn't say anything, swapped places with Kaslana and her female assistant, and slowly went to the guest room to catch up on sleep.

As he fell asleep, he heard Loggo Carroman cry out in surprise and delight:

"Oh, my child, how are you?"

"The storm is above, I want to donate 300 pounds to the church!"

"You, you say, they're not going to kill you? Did you misunderstand?"

300 pounds? What a luxury...... Crane rolled over, hugged the soft and warm quilt, and muttered.

Then, he continued to sleep soundly.

At noon, Klein went downstairs to eat, and Kaslana sat down across from him, and asked with a slight frown:

"Did anything happen last night?"

"Nope. Klein replied succinctly, and then smiled, "Does Atru wake up and go to the bathroom?"

Stuart, who was next to him, slowed down and nodded in agreement.

Kaslana's gaze swept over their faces and then retracted, and she replied in a deep voice:

"Not really. ”

The corners of Crane's mouth hooked slightly, and he expertly cut the steak.

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