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When there were only a few slices of ham left on the plate, when there were only a few pieces of cheese left in the crockpot, and when there was only a shallow bottom of the ale in the barrel, the sacrament was over, and the purple-robed man swallowed the last piece of fried fish, wiped the oil off his lips, and walked up to the high platform again, returning to a solemn and solemn appearance.

He said aloud—

"Delicacies and aging are a reward and reward for the laborers, the hard-working, the pure, and the law-abiding, for the tireless struggle against the dark thoughts of the heart over the past year, and for sowing the seeds of positivity and well-being throughout the North......

"But there are two sides to everything, there are those who work hard and those who sit back and enjoy their achievements, there are those who abide by the law and those who act recklessly, and when you care for your relatives and friends, create a life, uphold the law, and persist in labor, there are also those who indulge their own selfish desires, infringe on the interests of the general public, and destroy the peace and harmony of the north......

"We hereby execute a righteous judgment on sinners in the name of the Hidden Sage!"

As soon as the words fell, a man with bare feet, shackled ankles, and dressed in sackcloth was brought up, and in full view of everyone, his face became more and more pale, making people wonder if he was going to faint in the next second, followed by a woman, also dressed in sackcloth, but could not hide her *** figure, but it was difficult for the men present to have evil thoughts about her - because her hair was shaved, her face and head were painted with charcoal ash, which looked particularly terrifying - and the anger made her face distort like a ghost.

"You s*** billets! How dare you do this to me!" She cried out in a piercing voice, "I curse you, and you will ...... Ahem......

The cold air choked into her lungs, and she coughed violently, and the purple-robed people at the head turned a deaf ear to her impotent rage and began to read out their indictments. The expressions on people's faces were confused at first, but then gradually turned into irrepressible anger - it turned out that this was a husband and wife who run a grocery store for a living, and about three months ago, they sold an addictive drug disguised as flavored candy, fruit candy, tobacco and incense candles, which would feel energetic at first, but over time it would make people skinny and dazed until they turned into a walking corpse.

In order to highlight the seriousness of the matter, the purple-robed people deliberately emphasized the harm of this drug to children, such as causing stunted growth, making a beautiful child grow into a strange shape with a big head and a small body, such as inhibiting breathing, making a strong person gradually lose the freedom to run and laugh, and walking a little faster will be out of breath - if you are unlucky, you will even die because you can't catch your breath, some soft-faced women heard this, their eyes were so angry that they were about to breathe, and they hugged their children tightly in shock and fear.

If your children don't eat this filthy stuff as a snack...... Oh my God, that's horrible! This kind of creature who has no conscience should not live in the world!

"The witch family's work?" Amon fished out a few leftover cheeses from the crockpot and chewed on a faint salty taste.

"Uh-huh." Thoth also twisted up the remaining slices of ham from the plate and ate them.

After breakfast, Medici didn't know where to go, Yelena went to find her new friends at the girls' party, and Amon and Thoth mingled in the crowd, scavenging for leftovers of food and watching the movement on the stage—although they had just eaten, Thoth thought that the main meal was the main meal, and the snacks were snacks, and they should be counted separately. ….

"Selling banned drugs...... How did you find out?"

The remnants of the wine flew out of the barrel like wings, and Amon filled Thoth with a glass and another for himself.

"It's a coincidence."

Amon rolled his eyes, "Witches are keen on trickery—not very clever in their means, but hearing these words you understate will make you angry."

"Hey, aren't I being humble?" Thoth smiled, "You know, Loftus-Cheek and Medici have never dealt with each other, and I am close to Medici, so naturally I have to guard against him, so I pay special attention to diseases, riots, curses, *** and the like - the people of the witch family did make a few messes for me, but after a few crackdowns and arrests, they stopped a lot."

"But it's the same thing to get the witches to really stop and to tell the Medici not to mock people - Iossible.Absolutely impossible, I'm more convinced that they're planning something in secret, but it's a bit of a struggle for me to keep an eye on every corner of the city all the time, so I've cultivated a lot of 'eyes,' and I have to mention a child with a heart like a hair."

"That kid was a vampire's apprentice and now works in a hospital. One night two months ago, the girl who lived across the street from his house came to the door to ask for help, and he ran over to see it - it turned out that the girl and her boyfriend were doing something indescribable, and the poor young man somehow rolled his eyes and fainted, and his heart stopped beating - in short, he had a stroke, but fortunately the child learned CPR well, and he came back to life after a set of operations."

"At the follow-up visit, the child learned that the lucky man who survived the catastrophe was a hunter." Thoth paused, "Born Sequence 9."

There were many descendants of Medici in the border guards, and some returned to their family's territory after the end of their service, and some chose to settle down here, marry and have children, and it is not surprising that they meet some natural hunters.

Amun suddenly understood: the hunter path has always been known for its physical strength, even if it is only Sequence 9, the physical fitness is far beyond ordinary people, and for a hunter in the prime of his youth, it is really strange to almost die suddenly just because of a ***. "At first, the boy thought that someone had cursed him, and he set out to investigate the hunter's relationships, but to no avail. Puzzled, he reported it, and I saw it."

"Then I asked the believers to check if there was anything like that recently - it turned out that there were, but their luck and physique were not so good, most of them were extremely happy one second, and the next second they were dying, although these people had very different family backgrounds, temperaments, job positions, education levels, and they didn't know each other, but they had a similarity, that is, they smoked, and they smoked quite fiercely for a while before they died—and I have to praise the capable children of the school, It's hard for them to find such an inconspicuous entry point."

"Later, we found out about the grocery store, the proprietress who was actually a witch, and the secret workshop she hid underground, in addition to bottles and cans, there were a lot of candy wrappers and cigarette paper in it." "Do you make addictive substances into commonplace things like cigarettes and sugar......

Amon drank the wine from the cup, "She's a little clever, but it seems that she didn't master the ratio at first, and she made the medicine too strong."

"By the standards of this era, it's really smart." Thoth snorted, "It's a pity that I'm an old youkai with a lot of experience in this area."

To be precise, it is the experience of "I have never eaten pork but have seen a pig run".

In view of the history of blood and tears of the war, almost every school in China will do anti-drug education, when Meng Bai was less than ten years old, he often looked at the colorful pictorial related to drug control at the school gate, and also knew that drugs can be disguised as lollipops, milk tea, instant coffee and other commissary regulars, so that he watched the boss of the commissary during that time can make up a "Mekong Action".

"What about the man?" Amon asked, "I think he's just an ordinary person."

"We have a psyche for him." "He knew that his wife was doing something bad, but he chose to turn a blind eye—if everyone didn't have the consciousness to maintain social order like him, wouldn't my school and I be exhausted?"

The statement of the crime was nearing the end, and the sinner was to be stripped of his clothes and paraded through the streets in the bitter cold wind, the contemptuous gaze, and the countless denunciations, the witch was angry at first, but after being splashed with an unknown amount of dirt and spit, she collapsed almost out of control - but in order to avoid this from happening, her shackles had long since been replaced with idiosyncratic ones, and her once proud extraordinary power had become a pool of stagnant water that could no longer be killed, and could no longer make waves.

"This trick is indeed much better than a simple death penalty," Amon paused, "but don't tell me that her death sentence will be abolished because of this."

The implication is that don't report her

Chances of repetition.

"Well, of course she's not going to die." Before Amon could speak again, Thoth leisurely added the second half of the sentence, "Next, this young lady will have to give me a trip to the relics of the gods, do some experiments on control variables, and provide me with some valuable parameters."

After being tossed by the extraordinary power of various ways, immortality will also be abolished.

"What's wrong? Suddenly this expression."

"I always feel like you're very concerned about selling addictive substances, very concerned," Amon paused, "and I can even say that you have a lot of grudges."

"yes." Thoth sighed, "Your cinnamon apple dumplings aren't that ...... in comparison."

"And ......?"

"No! I'm still angry, I just don't belong to one type!" Thoth began to grab Amon by the shoulders and shake wildly, "How can you wrap fruit in a dumpling wrapper?! Is this what people can think of, huh?! Oh, yes, you're not human."

Feeling scolded, Amon argued, "But didn't I just pack one?"

"That won't work either! I like pork dumplings and cinnamon apple pie, but the two are weird together!"

At the same time, God's forsaken land.

There are probably three ways to deal with extraordinary items, especially those with extremely weird negative effects that can kill people.

The first is compromise, i.e., a certain level of gratification, if it likes to play with the spirit thread, then regularly throw a few insects and rats into it, and if it craves the flesh of the living, feed it with some unrepungeable scum. ….

The second is offset, which is to bring together two extraordinary objects with opposite negative effects, cold versus heat, growth versus desolation, prohibition versus indulgence, and so on.

The third is intimidation, which has two prerequisites, one is that the object has a certain amount of wisdom and knows what fear is, and the other is that the being is extremely high, high enough to directly knock it back to its original form, turning it into an extraordinary characteristic that cannot be made and cannot be killed again.

"So why don't we scare that thing? Why do you have to do such a complicated ceremony?"

"It's like, 'If you dare to do that kind of murderous curse, we're going to turn you into a piece of 'Desolate Mistress's extraordinary trait!'" Send it to Mother Earth God Church and let any guy who wants to be promoted to angel swallow you! ，」

"Don't you know, that little branch is so fearless because he is the only hope for hundreds of people in Silver City to eat!"

"So what's the matter, let's torture it in a hundred ways, and then mercifully negotiate terms with it when it's dying - only if you make a gesture to tear down the house, will the stubborn guy willingly open a window."

"But if the earth's bounty is accidentally broken, Thoth will blame us, right? Maybe you'll never talk to us again!"

"Then what's there to worry about, anyway, it's the ontology that boasts about Haikou, and messing up is also messing up the ontology, no matter what we doppelganger!"

"Hmph, speaking of the ontology...... The despicable and shameless ontology actually left us in the land abandoned by God and went out to live happily by ourselves! I'm going to overthrow Him one day!"

"Overthrow the tyranny of the ontology! Liberty belongs to all Amun!"

A flock of black crows huddled together on the branches of a dead tree, looking from afar like a canopy swaying in the wind, and the inhabitants of Silver City gathered in the shadow of the "canopy" but turned a deaf ear to their presence—their dark bodies could not be reflected in people's pupils, nor could their chirping and flapping wings reach people's ears.

From the gray-haired elder to the baby in his mother's arms, everyone in Silver City stood in the square at the moment, while Chief Hawkes Fly and two other Council elders stood at the front, one carrying a crockpot in his right hand, a bone blade in his left, and a yellowed roster.

For every family name that the elders of the register recite, three to seven people would come out, grandparents would cut their parents' palms with bone blades, parents would cut their children's palms with bone blades, newborn babies wept incessantly, and mothers, even if they couldn't bear it, pricked their fingers with bone needles, causing blood to drip into the crockpot.

The crowd dispersed

Later, the blood with the meaning of "cannibalism" was poured onto a stubble of budding black grass – a kind of "compromise".

When the blood soaked the land with black-faced grass, Hawkes Fryer respectfully asked, "What should we do next?"

Although he was not visible, he knew that He was not far away.

The clones who were still shouting slogans just now fell silent, and a Sequence 2 clone spoke leisurely: "Build an altar, wait for the gift, remember to fence it."

Hawkes' gang frowned, "Fence?"

"Because you will get a sheep." He added meaningfully, "A scapegoat."

./hariot