Tasting the black tea prepared by the butler, Lewis did notice the difference in taste, the black tea of the real estate merchant Wilbur's family had a faint fragrance before brewing, which he had never experienced.

"A treacherous businessman, even the transcendent deceives, the next time I buy black tea, I will use divination to confirm it." Lewis silently cried out his dissatisfaction in his heart.

The sun kept dipping into the west, and Lewis stayed in the living room, using his superior hearing and intuition to keep an eye on Miss Elena.

Just after ten o'clock in the evening, when the crimson moonlight was shining through the window, Lewis heard movement in Miss Elena's room.

"What is she doing?" Lewis became alert, and he heard Miss Elena's room be noisy for a while, and then it began to become quiet.

Without making a sound, Lewis left the house and went around to the back of the house, where he saw Elena climb down from the second-floor window, through the sheets that almost fell to the ground.

"On the surface, she is a good girl, but secretly she is doing unknown things." Lewis thought to himself.

Using the power of the otherworldly object in his hand, he was able to get a closer look at Elena without being noticed.

Turning on the spiritual vision again, Lewis looked at Elena, the color of the other party's aura still did not change, it was a bright color that exuded the vitality of a girl.

"It's almost certain that Miss Elena isn't possessed by a wraith, but I can't go wrong with my feelings about undead creatures, which suggests that Miss Elena had close contact with undead creatures."

As a transcendent who excels at stealth and stalking, stalking a simple-minded girl couldn't be easier.

Lewis did little to hide, only to hide in the shadows with the power of his cane, and easily followed Miss Elena through the empty streets to Grimm's Cemetery.

Hiding in the shadows, Lewis looked out into the woods, a relatively open and flat place.

As far as the eye could see, seven or eight young men and women in black robes were surrounding a corpse, and with Elena's arrival, she joined in a strange dance that was a little twitching, a little crazy.

The dance was rhythmic and seemed to have some kind of mystical flavor.

The girl flicked her long hair, and the boy knelt and stretched out his hand, and this scene had a subtle connection with the surrounding environment, which was the charm of nature.

After they danced for three or four minutes, everything within a radius of ten meters around them was dyed with a wild and confused temperament, and the atmosphere gradually became evil and mixed with a bit of sacredness.

"It turned out to be Spirit Dance, and they are members of the Spirit Order?" Lewis turned on his spiritual vision and saw that the aura of these seven or eight teenagers and girls was very ordinary, and none of them showed the spiritual color that a transcendent person should have.

However, correspondingly, the aura of a man and a woman is dyed with a dark black and green color, which is a symbol of being entangled by resentful spirits.

"It's not a transcendent, it's just a group of occult lovers, I don't know if their teacher is the Grim Reaper's fanatic, the Grim Reaper's lover." Lewis whispered.

As he speculated on the question, a man in an adult black robe stepped out of the grove and removed his wig, revealing several strange tattoos engraved on his bald head.

Holding in his hand a glass jar containing a black liquid, he fell to his knees and lifted the black liquid above his head, shouting:

"Death!

Honorable Grim Reaper

Coming soon"

As he finished shouting, the dance stopped, and he poured the jar of black liquid over the corpse.

Lewis twitched the corners of his mouth, judging by the smell, he was almost certain that the jar of liquid was dog blood, and he didn't know who was so unlucky because this kind of had suffered a catastrophe.

"Failed again?" Elena crouched down beside the corpse, leaning down so that her face was very close to that of the corpse, as if she didn't mind the smell of decay.

Lewis silently felt the cold touch of the Azk Copper Whistle, wondering if he might conjure up some corpses and scare these idiots away.

If you think about it carefully, it seems that you don't need to make such a big scene of corpses, you only need to make a little supernatural scene, which is enough to frighten this group of amateurs.

Thinking of this, Lewis deliberately relaxed the spirituality that wrapped the Azk Copper Whistle, allowing the breath of the Azk Copper Whistle to leak out.

In an instant, a cold gust of wind came from afar, and Elena shook her body, the wind carrying an irresistible chill.

In front of her, the corpse suddenly opened its eyes and looked at her silently.

The corpse's eyes were already showing signs of decay, only half of them were still cloudy, and a low roar came out of its mouth.

"Ahh Elena screamed, and she sat on the ground with her butt on her back, and ran backwards despite her image.

"It worked! We did it! The dead are finally resurrected! ”

The bald man smashed the glass jar in his hand, but his excitement only lasted for a few seconds before his face turned gloomy.

In the darkness of the night, the crimson moonlight shone on the tombstones.

Under the tombstone, there was a neat and strong sound of knocking on the coffin board.

"Knock knock!

Knock knock! ”

The percussion sound is uniform, as if to suggest a bad ending.

The bald man was terrified, he knew very well that this was not something he could do, and in the silence of the night, a mysterious power had descended on this place.

Suddenly, the half-decomposed corpse began to try to get up from the ground, missing foot bones below its legs, struggling in an eerie, twisted position.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the bald man ran towards the outside of the cemetery first.

The boys and girls seemed to be frightened by this strange scene, they subconsciously huddled together, trembling and looking in all directions, the dense sound of knocking on the coffin board was like a talisman.

"Thou shalt not blaspheme!" Lewis lowered his voice and spoke in the darkness in the tone of a magic stick, his voice echoing through the grove like a talisman.

Those young boys and girls looked around nervously, as if they had not come back to their senses, and no one spoke for a while.

After more than ten seconds, a shivering big boy was pushed out by his companion and said, "I...... We are only exploring the methods of the resurrection, and we are not blaspheming. ”

"The resurrection of the dead, that is the realm of death, the resurrection is blasphemy, and you will be punished by God."

Lewis didn't say much, he had already approached the shivering teenagers and girls through the shadows, and used a lucky charm to add a lot of bad luck to these teenagers and girls.

In the next five minutes, these teenagers and girls will be very unlucky and fully experience the curse of the "Grim Reaper".