The mourning scriptures are naturally fake, and without the participation of any light force, it would be hellish if it could have an effect.

However, this force still has to be pretended, as long as this noble young master is fooled and lame, the matter of establishing a branch church in the other party's territory will be more stable.

"This ...... But aren't they bad people? Philippon looked puzzled.

Gu Fan smiled and shook his head, "They are not bad people in the real sense, they are just a group of poor people who are controlled by the world and the powerful, since they are dead, then some of the things they did in their lives have disappeared, even so, why can't they let their souls rest in peace?" ”

Gu Fan laughed in his heart, he didn't even believe what he said.

Although we don't know what these "robbers" have done, they must have killed many innocent people by their actions, and such people should continue to be punished if they die.

Vanish?

Impossible.

Rest in peace?

Go to hell!

Filimon seemed to be a little enlightened for a moment, but at the same time he felt that this was completely different from the education he had received in the past twenty years.

For Philippon, the enemy is the enemy, the competitor, the one who stands in his way, the one who is not good for himself, and so on, and so on, and so on, and these people belong to him who should be killed.

And for these people, if he could, even after their death, Philippon did not mind humiliating their bodies and even whipping their souls.

Philemon looked at Gu Fan and a hint of complexity flashed in his eyes.

Can such a person who cares about the world really be able to control it?

He didn't know.

The confidence in my heart was also faintly shaken, but in the end, the ambition in my heart prevailed.

How do you know if you don't try?

As long as the Hall family can rise, no matter how difficult it is, it will be done.

A smile peeked out of the corners of Philippon's mouth.

"Master Filipmon."

Picor suddenly stepped forward to interrupt Filimon's musings.

"Upon inspection, we found a total of three dead soldiers, while the enemy had three or four."

After Picole finished speaking, his face was still calm, and his long killing career made his expression rarely show on his face.

Filly said in a sad voice, "When you get to Hall City, report the list to the treasurer, and give their families five times the pension." ”

"Yes, Master Filimon!" Picor looked cautiously and added, "We found this on one of the corpses. ”

I saw Picole raise his hands and have a badge the size of a coin on them.

"Family crest?"

Fillmont took the badge in surprise, ready to say that it was up to him to identify which nobleman had plotted against him.

On the badge is a song of eerie yellow flowers.

"Croves!?" Philippon was shocked.

Then he looked up and saw Gu Fan's puzzled eyes, and explained: "Crofts is my uncle, and he is also my father's younger brother, he was rewarded with a piece of territory by my grandfather when he became an adult, and at the same time, he spent a relationship to be canonized as a viscount, and this badge is his family crest." ”

"Is it ...... that his badge will appear here?" Philemon paused for a moment, and then hurriedly denied it: "Impossible, Uncle Croves is usually very good to me, and his relationship with my father is not bad at all, he will never send a killer to assassinate me, this must be someone who wants to frame me!" ”

Gu Fan blinked and didn't speak.

If he and Dillon hadn't been there, this assassination would have killed Philemon almost 100 percent, and how many of them would have had the foresight to leave behind something that was so sure?

However, Gu Fan did not express his doubts, after all, this is just Philimon's family matter in the final analysis, and it is not good to talk too much.

And Gu Fan didn't believe that as a nobleman, Philemon would really trust his relatives unreservedly.

After collecting the bodies, the carriage quickly started again.

It's just that unlike when they first set off, not only are there two guards missing, but the seven carriages in the small convoy have become six.

There was a carriage whose horses were killed in the course of the battle, and the carriage that lost its horses, like a soul that had lost its body, was completely wasted.

This time, the faces of the group of guards, including Filipmon, did not have the initial relaxation, but were silent with a somewhat ugly expression.

Perhaps it was the long period of comfort that caused their carelessness today, which made them begin to reflect.

At night, the convoy did not continue to drive for safety reasons, and found a stable place to stop.

The six carriages surrounded each other, turning into a simple "defensive ring", which could resist one or two if there was a danger approaching, and the people inside could also react.

A few guards went to the nearby woods to find some dead branches, placed them in the "defensive circle" and lit a bonfire.

Several gray-haired beasts resembling rabbits were caught, and while they resembled rabbits, they were more than twice as large.

After the gray-haired beast has been disposed of by bloodletting, skinning, etc., it is placed on the campfire and grilled.

These gray-haired beasts suddenly crashed into the convoy on the road, and naturally they would not let go of this kind of food sent to the door, after all, compared to dry dry food, it is neither nutritious, nor will the taste be as delicious as this freshly roasted beast meat.

Soon, with a hint of tempting barbecue aroma coming, the hind thighs of several gray-haired beasts were sent to Gu Fan and Philimon.

The golden roasted flesh of the twigs in his hands, and the tempting grease that flowed on it, and the smell of temptation.

Gu Fan took a bite and almost cried.

Since coming to this world, the only thing that has been a little dissatisfied is the food, not only because there are too few types of food, but also because the related spices, which are rare and precious, are difficult to obtain.

As a result, most of the food Gu Fan usually eats is relatively bland, and he hardly tastes too much.

Although the food in front of him had only been processed simply, a little spice had been added, and it was more than a little better than his previous food.

"Son of Gray."

Philippon suddenly spoke.

Gu Fan turned his head and saw that Philemon was facing away from him, his head tilted back slightly, as if he was looking up at the half moon in the sky.

"Do you think there is anyone in this world who deserves all your trust?"

A deep voice came from Philippon's mouth.

Although he couldn't see the front of Philimon, just listening to the voice, Gu Fan knew that he was not in a good mood now.

"Everyone has different circumstances, and no one can help others decide, and the answer is already in your heart, isn't it?" Gu Fan gave a plausible answer.

Philimon's back was full of loneliness, and he didn't reply for a long time.