North District, Arka Street.

Kaupsti Rhett was sitting in an easy chair in the living room, with a charcoal-burning fireplace in front of him.

As a senior teacher at the public school, he was paid more than £4 a week, which was enough to make him quite good as a single person, but the clothes he wore at home were sewn with many patches, and the teacups on the table were very simple.

Without removing the wig, Kapusti stands out for her towering cheekbones and relatively slight chicken breasts, a deformity in which the sternum bulges forward.

On his lap lay a book of poetry in the ancient Phosak language, but he hadn't turned a page for a long time.

Kapusti's eyes were stunned without focus, and suddenly he heard someone chuckle in his ear:

"I'm puzzled, you didn't run away, you stayed at home, aren't you afraid of the police coming to the door?"

The voice was low and hoarse, like a boy in the middle of a voice change.

Kapusti shuddered and nearly jumped out of her easy chair.

He suddenly looked sideways, and saw the position of the sofa a few steps away, and I don't know when a figure was already sitting!

The figure was wearing a summer linen shirt and light trousers, and its face was hazy and unrecognizable.

"You, who are you, what are you here for?" asked Kapusti, holding on to the armrest.

Crane, who had used the hallucination ability, leaned back, clasped his hands, and said leisurely:

"Last night, heh, it should have been early this morning, I just saved you. ”

"Saved us?" Seeing that the other party didn't seem to have much malice, Kaupsti relaxed a little, "You, you're the one in the woods?

As he spoke, he moved rather awkwardly, showing obvious fear.

He can sneak in without me noticing, and I can't resist...... Similar thoughts flashed through Kapusti's mind.

"You're lucky enough that I happened to be passing by, otherwise there would be corpses there, corpses torn to pieces. Klein smiled and said, "Back to our question, I'm curious, you dare to stay at home, do you know what crime you have committed?"

He confirmed from his performance before and after the "resurrection ceremony" that the other party was a rookie, and it was impossible for him to have the skill of hiding his true emotional color, so he planned to find out the reason only by asking and "spiritual vision", and at most he would use divination to verify it at the end.

"I, I know, buying corpses and digging up other people's graves are crimes that can put me in prison for more than ten years, and, and I will definitely be punished by the church. Kapusti, who looked to be less than 30 years old, took a breath and said with a bitter smile, "However, as long as there is no big problem, those children and their parents will not denounce me, because they have done the same thing, even if they make meritorious service and surrender their sentences, they will end up in prison for a period of time." ”

"Huh. Kapusti laughed to himself, "There have been children who have told their parents who I am, and they have asked the gang to warn me to quit my job within a week and stay away from school, and I agreed." ”

Klein nodded slightly:

"It's good to have a different environment, of course, don't do anything like that again, it's a great evil to bewitch ignorant children to commit crimes. ”

"No, not anymore, I didn't really expect it to be so dangerous, I just saw that they had the same hobby as me, so I thought of teaching them and leading them to find the mystery of eternal life, as for digging graves, many doctors did it a long time ago. Kapusti sighed in fear.

The color of his emotions is in line with his current state...... Doesn't sound like he's a member of the Spiritual Order...... Klein thought for a moment and asked bluntly:

"Where did you learn the Spirit Dance?"

"Spirit Dance?ah, I call it the Dance of Death. Kapusti was stunned for a moment, but then realized, "This is what an old gentleman taught me. ”

"An old gentleman?" Klein asked.

Kapusti was in a trance at the recollection:

"He was a homeless man who fainted at my doorstep because of a serious illness. ”

"I didn't know he was sick at the time, I thought it was just a fainting, so I helped him home, gave him a hot towel, and applied him medicated oil. ”

"When he woke up, he told me not to take him to the hospital or the clinic, and mentioned that death is not the end. ”

"I had lived through the deaths of my parents and several relatives and was interested in similar things, so I talked to him and found that he had great knowledge and admirable philosophy in this area, and he seemed to be pleased with my curiosity, and even performed the miracle of killing a mosquito and waking it up. ”

This begins...... I've read at least ten similar books in my last life, all of which were kind enough to pick up an old man who was about to hang up and go home, and then get an adventure...... The corners of Klein's mouth twitched:

"So, you left him at home?"

Kapusti nodded solemnly:

"Yes, if it weren't for the lack of time, I would even like to be his student. ”

"In those few days, he taught me the death dance and taught me a lot of knowledge, but unfortunately, this time was too short, and as soon as I got into the state, he died, leaving only a brass whistle. ”

Before the words fell, Kaupsti took out a bronze whistle with exquisite workmanship and did not show antiquity:

"This is it. ”

I also have one...... Probably ancestor-level...... Klein spit and asked thoughtfully:

"How long ago was this, what did he look like, where did you bury him?"

"Half a year ago, his most obvious features were gray hair and red spots on the side of his face, and he asked me to bury him in the back garden. Kapusti counted the next date.

It's not Mr. Azik, but it's likely to be a member of the Spirit Order, and the sequence may not be low...... Crane asked instead:

"In addition to the 'Spirit Dance', you learned that 'resurrection ritual'?"

"I had only learned half of that ritual, and I could only gradually refine it based on scattered knowledge and found folklore, and improve it again and again. Kapusti replied very honestly.

Oh, poor black cat, may the goddess bless you...... Klein resisted the urge to draw a crimson moon on his chest.

"What else?" he asked.

"Well, there's this bronze whistle, which I think is the key to communicating the world beyond the senses. Kapusti raised his hand and blew it, and sighed, "Every time I finish blowing, I can feel that my surroundings become cold, I feel that someone is watching me, and I feel that someone is pulling my ......."

As he spoke, in the eyes of Crane, who was on the "Spiritual Vision", the ground was rippled like water waves, and the cold aura was permeated, and the fire and lights of the furnace were also dimmed.

Immediately afterward, a skull with three dead fish eyes emerged, and black, arthropod-like tentacles were swirling around the skull.

A tentacle reached out, sometimes touching Kapusti's leg, sometimes tugging at his clothes, looking rather impatient, but Kapusti didn't respond at all, as if he didn't notice it at all.

This is a messenger, right? The brass whistles are all summoned to the corresponding messengers...... What do you mean by you summoning it and not giving it a letter? Crane looked a little stunned.

At this time, Kapusti looked at him excitedly:

"Do you feel it? It's getting cold! The gas lights are getting dark!"

"Really, someone is watching me and tugging at me!"

The terrified-looking messenger tried to touch Kaupsti over and over again, but in the end he didn't receive the letter, and reluctantly burrowed back into the "ground".

The corners of Klein's mouth twitched slightly, and he silently said to himself in his heart:

"I take back what I just said, he is not a vegetable, he is a dishman's foot. ”

"He's not an extraordinary person at all!"

"I thought he was the kind who was new to the occult, but now it seems that he hasn't even found the door......"

"The 'Corpse Collector' in Sequence 9 of the 'Grim Reaper' pathway can directly see ghosts and spirits......"

Combined with Kapusti's performance of ordering the living corpse with a brass whistle after the ceremony, Klein was completely convinced that he was not lying, and couldn't help but sigh silently.

Immediately, a question came to his mind:

"If you write a note to the messenger, where will it go?"

"A true member of the Spiritual Order?a senior member?"

Holding back this thought, Klein said:

"It's really getting cold. ”

After responding, he quickly diverted the topic: "From the death of that old gentleman to the present, have you ever felt abnormal?"

"Hmm...... Not before, but in the last two weeks, I've occasionally felt like a corpse around me, the kind that can be woken up. Copsti asked, half scared and half confused, "Is this a hallucination?"

In line with Atru's statement, he didn't lie...... Klein glanced at the color of Kapusti's aura and reminded sincerely:

"I suggest that you go to church at least three times a week for the next two months to attend Mass and listen to prayers. ”

"If you don't want to do that, you can book yourself a tomb first. ”

"Okay......" Kaupusti replied, slightly disappointed.

He thought it was a sign of his own improvement!

Klein thought about it for a moment, and said in a commanding tone:

"Take me to see the old gentleman's body. ”

"Ahh Kaupsti wanted to refuse, but he instantly recognized the reality.

He grabbed his tools and led Crane out the back door of the kitchen, into the decaying garden, where he stopped in front of a crooked tree.

Klein stood by and watched as Kaupsti expertly dug through the dirt, revealing little by little the slate beneath it.

Getting the upper floors right, Kapusti pried open the slate with the help of tools.

Burst!

The stone slab pressed against the dirt that had just been dug up, and the not-so-deep tomb sprinkled with a crimson moonlight that faintly pierced through the clouds.

Kapusti subconsciously stared at it, suddenly screamed, took a few steps back, and fell to the ground.

In the tomb, there were no decomposing corpses, no white bones, and the bottom was messily covered with patches of white feathers, white feathers stained with light butter!