The cyan necromancer who had just been freed in the bright sunlight was gone. ↗，.“ Chasing?" Benjamin asked, standing on the front porch of Walter's house.

The door behind him was slammed shut, and Zach shook his head with a bitter face, "Who knows where he's going." ”

"Where's Jason?" said Benjamin, walking over to the van, making a very realistic guess.

Zach shook his head and nodded again, "Let's go there and have a look." ”

After getting into the car, for practical reasons, they didn't know how long they would have to hang outside, Matthew was still in worship and needed to be brought. So the two did not go directly to the North District, but went south to the Gospel Hall in the South District.

Like any necromancer who has been tricked out of hell, if the other party is obsessed with freedom enough, then the first thing that comes to mind should be his own body, without a body, his freedom is a joke. Mrs. White's son has not been dead for a short time, and he should have enough knowledge of his current situation, rather than being brought back into this world with a half-understanding like Dylan.

Then his line of action should be Jason, the one who knows the truth about death, figuring out what happened after his own death, and then the family, figuring out where his funeral took place. Zach shook his head because he thought that waiting directly at the Grande House would wait for this guy.

Nodding his head, Zach thinks it's better to take the initiative, otherwise it would be hilarious if a wandering necromancer was dragged back to hell by Cerberus. God knows in which time zone of hell he'll be thrown into, and it's probably impossible to get Walter to help again anytime soon.

Zach certainly wouldn't think that Walter was going to break with Grande, and that people with 'talent' or aliens have no obligation to explain their abilities to others, which can't be said to be a secret, but personally. It's like if you ask a vampire to explain why his blood can save people, he will just say, "I just can." ”

You want him to get an in-depth analysis of how the vampire ancestor annoyed the Holy Lord and was punished. Banished, cursed to live forever...... That's impossible, there's no reason for vampires to dig out your heart and lungs with you, until they have a reason to suck you dry.

So Zach knew that he had crossed the line, and he had to wait for Walter to slowly lose his anger.

The church service continued, and the two Grande brothers stood at the back of the small church. Gesture to the priest who was preaching.

The priest nodded, and immediately a priest walked up to Matthew and said something to the young man who was sitting next to his father.

Joseph glanced back at the two Grande brothers and urged Matthew to go. This devout believer is still very practical, and he can understand that the work of supporting his family is greater than faith.

Matthew instructed his father to be careful, and with some unnatural entrustment of the priest's care, he walked over the full bench to the Grande brothers.

"Don't worry. "Alpha doesn't care.

Matthew nodded, still glancing back at the priest and priest. He was almost able to understand demons and other alien races. That is, himself, there is no difference, but there is always some worry. For example, although faith is for the sake of making life easier, the ultimate comfort will always fall to the matter of going to heaven after death, and Matthew really doesn't know if this possibility still exists in the current Barton.

"Where are we going?" asked Matthew.

Briefly explained to Matthew. When getting into the car, Matthew was pushed into the passenger seat, and Zach nestled in the back seat because of the increasingly enthusiastic sun.

"That Jason. Matthew clutched his head. "Is he the same as Stone [Blake]?"

Alpha nodded as he shook his body to the music.

Matthew blinked, "The priest who preached said that the fire burned the village, and the souls of those who were unrighteous were sent to hell, some of them. Well, it's ......" Matthew didn't say anything, he had a crush on Blake.

"Ask Zach. Alpha pouted, he couldn't answer the question as a faithless fellow.

Zach leaned back in his chair, and his helpless look at Alpha only reached the back of Alpha's head. "Did the priest's sermon say how the Lord chooses the righteous?"

Matthew thought for a moment and shook his head.

Then why trust his criteria for choosing the unrighteous. Zach smiled, "Are those people living their lives without shepherding sheep or farming?"

Matthew shook his head.

"Are they not other people's sons, daughters, lovers, brothers and sisters, parents?"

Matthew shook his head again.

Zach shrugged, "Then they're just out of luck praying to the wrong god." ”

Matthew opened his mouth.

Zach wasn't going to say more, as Crowley's sermon was progressing very slowly, and it was still in the early stages of the Holy Bishopric's life, that is, the period of religious expansion. Her intentions, Zach can understand, were to consolidate the status of religion as a way to cultivate souls that truly belonged to this belief system.

After all, Crowley's tradition is still somewhat outdated, and there are not many religions of free choice in the current Federation, and this kind of sermon that excludes other faiths can actually be skipped.

But Zach didn't mean to criticize Crowley, after all, if people just chose their faith at random, or just used worship as a fixed activity to pass the time, it would be no different from the opportunists of the Death Pact. Papa can't look at Midnight, and Crowley can't look at it either.

So these stories usually don't have any real meaning, they just express one thing, the Lord is the only God. Excessive interpretation will only lead to deviation.

"You don't need to know that. Zach patted Matthew on the shoulder and smiled comforting the wolf cub, "Don't worry about your father, heaven or hell, we'll make sure he has the ability to choose." ”

Matthew nodded, relieved. His mind is too easy to guess.

When they came to Jason's house again, the three of them only saw a disappearing cyan shadow in the small apartment, and they were one step late.

Matthew looked around with some curiosity, but he didn't dare to mess with other people's things. Zach and Benjamin had no scruples, rummaging through Jason's belongings at random, the key car keys were still missing, and even the lock that was violently ripped off was still the same as yesterday, hanging on the doorknob, and no one came to fix it. It seems that Jason hasn't been back since he left yesterday.

"Someone is coming. Benjamin lifted the curtain and looked at the car parked downstairs.

Zach approached the window and glanced at the young man who got out of the car, with a wry smile, it was Blake Stone. The young man looked at a very familiar truck parked next to him, and he had the impression that it should be dirtier. He thought for a moment and looked straight up in the direction of Jason's window.

Zach pushed open the window, smiled, and waved. Uh, what else?

But Zach also needs news, and it's not a bad thing.

Zach made a gesture for us to go down. Blake scratched his head, it seemed that he didn't need to go up, and stood by the car and waited.

After the three of Grande came down, they greeted Blake again, "What a surprise, I think we're all here for Jason." ”

Blake looked at Zach a little unnaturally, he probably didn't want to get to the point too quickly, "Yes." How's Hank?"

"The same old way. Zach smiled, contrary to Blake, he wanted to get to the point quickly, "Jason isn't here, no one is home." ”

"Oh. Blake frowned and nodded, continuing to drag out the topic, "I hope Hank doesn't get angry. ”

"He didn't. Zach smiled and gestured to Benjamin, who didn't know how long the conversation would take, and that he was asking Benjamin to go to Mrs. White first. Their main purpose is to chase down the necromancy.

"How about we find a place to sit and talk?" the vampire held his bottle, weighing the rest of the portion, and pulled out a cigarette.

Blake knew he couldn't escape the conversation for too long, he knew that Grande wasn't just a funeral home, Stone was in the circle of Quinn and Barton, he was an adult, he had a little reputation, and he knew a lot more about certain things than Lola.

He looked around and said goodbye to Benjamin and Matthew, who were about to be separated, "I'm not familiar with this place. ”

Zach smiled, this is not Liszt, not the West End, not even Back Bay, it is normal for Blake to be unfamiliar, "I am very familiar." Let's walk, not far from Ogier Street, we can find a place and talk slowly. ”

Blake nodded and reopened the door, and Zach watched as he took something that looked like a wallet. Well, it looks like this guy usually only carries a checkbook with him. Zach suddenly felt the urge to take him to meet Rita.

But what made Zach look the other way was that Blake was quickly drawn to the graffiti on Ogier Street, "I love this place. Blake smiled and followed behind Zach, "Looks like there's a lot of freedom here." ”

"Yes. Zach smiled, "People here don't have much to be proud of but freedom." ”

Blake's face pursed his lips with some unnatural purses.

He wears an ordinary sweatshirt, and walks here like a young man with nothing to do on the street. Zach was more prominent, and a young man with a lacquer tube shouted impatiently, "Old fellow, stay away! I can't afford your coat!"

Zach doesn't care, "The devil's eyes are black, not red. You're drawing it wrong, little one. ”

"You know what I'm drawing?! old fellow!" the boy rolled his eyes, "Get out of the way! I'm going to add a tail to my math teacher!"

Blake stared at the painting on the wall and suddenly laughed in understanding, "The horns are spirals, the teeth are trigonometry!

The boy slapped Blake on the shoulder with joy, leaving two handprints, "You understand man!

Zach laughed, he wouldn't remind the boy that he couldn't afford to pay for Blake's clothes. (To be continued......)