In the main hall of the Papal Palace, El Greco and Robert are not in very good shape today.

The culprit is really Zhang Yangqing, because Zhang Yangqing does not follow the normal procedure.

In other words, now that other Chosen ones are sleeping, Zhang Yangqing is alive and well.

As members of the Holy See's Strange Tales Strategy Group, the two of them have been observing the big screen of the Dragon Kingdom, wanting to give priority to interpreting the operation of this Dragon Kingdom Heavenly Master, and they are unwilling to miss any details.

So I was secretly competing, and I didn't want to go back to rest, so I stayed up like this for a long time.

In the end, it was the Pope who ordered them to go back, and this secret rivalry ended.

When they went back, the Pope looked at the big screen and wondered in his heart: this guy seems to be the head of a faction, why is he so leisurely?

Hiss! This guy shouldn't be lazy in the weird talk world, right?

The Pope can be regarded as having 'talked all night' with Zhang Yangqing, and they know each other a little, and even have a certain understanding of each other's forces.

The Pope is a centralizer in the Holy See, and in order to maintain a high degree of dominance, many things must be handled by him personally.

He will not divide the matter until he has determined who will be the successor, and if he does, it will be tantamount to dividing power.

But Zhang Yangqing's management style made him very envious, in his opinion, Zhang Yangqing is a very smart manager.

Being able to maximize the abilities of your subordinates and let them do what they want to do is the top management style.

If Su Muyu knew that he thought so, he would definitely say: What kind of top management method, this guy just doesn't want to take care of anything, so he will release his power.

The Pope is afraid of his subordinates rebelling, but Zhang Yangqing is really not afraid.

But whenever someone in Longhu Mountain dares to rebel and say that he wants to be a teacher, Zhang Yangqing is actually very happy.

But no one dared, Zhang Yangqing was not very satisfied with this.

In the world of strange stories, time flies.

When Sidney woke up, it was past seven o'clock in the evening.

After a busy night yesterday, he felt that his performance was very average, but he was already among the best among the Chosen One.

Thinking back to what happened yesterday, Sidney really almost contracted the virus.

Because the rules say that there will be bats and spiders in apartment buildings, and these two animals can infect the Chosen One.

As the chosen one, he certainly knows how dangerous the virus is.

So when it comes to doing the renovation, Sidney is very serious.

Generally speaking, bats are more likely to be found outside windows or in corridors.

Who knew that in the toilet, Sidney almost opened the lid and won the lottery.

But that's all in the past, and all Sidney has to do now is brace himself and get ready for the rest of the day.

After a brief dinner, he picked up the jade pendant and studied, and by the way, he packed up the props under his bed.

Don't look at Sidney's reaction is not as fast as some of the chosen ones, but he has more experience, and he is a down-to-earth and hard-working type, as long as he accepts the broken leg, in fact, there is a lot less pressure in his heart.

At least this body of muscles is still there, and it can be regarded as relatively solid.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, the deaf received a message from the company that the female employer had placed an order for them to go to the old house in the suburbs tonight to repair the mourning hall.

She's coming tomorrow by 12 noon.

Even an honest person like Sidney couldn't help but complain: "It's really strange to talk about the world, and the time in the underworld does the work of the underworld." ”

A place like the mourning hall is needless to say, and it is very dangerous.

I went to repair the mourning hall at night, and if I wanted to say that there was nothing wrong with this female employer, Sidney really didn't believe it.

But he had no choice but to pack up his things and go downstairs to the company's storage room to get some decoration tools and put them in the trunk of the van.

After all this was done, Sidney also took this van to the location mentioned by the female employer.

In the middle of the night, the moonlight was obscured by thick clouds, leaving only a faint light on the ground.

Sidney, a sturdy paladin, sits in a tattered and smelly van, which should have been covered in smooth leather, but now it is in tatters, and the leather is peeling off, revealing the old padding inside.

An indescribable stench came to my nose, as if the musty smell of the accumulated environment in a long-term confined and humid environment was intertwined with the smell of rotting leather.

The seat springs in the car creaked from time to time, and I don't know if Sidney was heavier or if the seat was in disrepair and was on the verge of collapse.

The van drove on a deserted road, and Sidney found that it had been almost half an hour, and there was no vehicle to be seen on the road except the van, and the surrounding scenery was eerie, which gave him a bad feeling.

The deeper he went, Sidney noticed that the trees on both sides of the road were strangely growing, with twisted and stretched branches, as if beckoning Sidney, as if to welcome him, or to persuade him to leave.

From time to time, some vague shadows floated not far away, they were of various shapes, moving quickly through the darkness.

Seeing this scene, Sidney's heart beat gradually faster, and he felt an inexplicable fear grow in his heart.

As the van gets closer to its destination, the surrounding scenery becomes more desolate.

The trees on both sides of the road were decreasing, and strange tombstones-like rocks began to appear on both sides of the road, as if to tell Sidney that if he went any further, he might become one of them.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew through the window, Sidney felt a chill penetrate into his bone marrow, and he quickly closed the window with his hand, but there was still the cold feeling he had just now, lingering.

In this kind of place full of weird atmosphere, Sidney also admires the unchanging colleague around him, especially the mute who drives the car skillfully in this dilapidated van.

Maybe in the eyes of their colleagues, they just do this business, and they haven't seen anything weird, so that's where they go.

Thinking of this, Sidney cheered up, he felt that it was better not to scare himself, there must be danger here, but as long as he followed the rules, he should be fine.

After all, I've been to more dangerous places before, so this is where to go.

The reason why Sidney is scared is also because the broken leg has caused him a certain effect.

At 9:27 p.m., the Chosen One after another came to the place mentioned by the female employer, a very peculiar-looking courtyard.

After parking the car, everyone came to the gate of the courtyard with flashlights in hand.

Through the light of the flashlight, Sidney could see that the courtyard looked old, with the stone bricks of the outer walls mottled and peeling, revealing the old masonry inside.

The moonlight cast a faint glow through the sparse clouds, barely illuminating the dark corner.

The courtyard was silent, not even a trace of wind, as if all life had been sucked away.

According to the rules, the deaf began the practice at the gate, and when the practice was over, the mute took the lead, and everyone cautiously walked into the courtyard.

There were many rooms in the courtyard, but strangely, there was not a single figure, only the silent darkness and dead air, which made people shudder.

As they walked into some of the rooms, they gasped at the sight.

There were many coffins parked in the room, and everyone roughly calculated that there were 13 coffins.

The coffins look new, as if they have just been placed here, in stark contrast to the old furnishings around them.

Around the coffin, black-and-white photographs are placed, and the figures in the photos are staring ahead, as if telling a story.

The combination of these photographs and the coffin makes people feel indescribably weird and infiltrating.

The deaf man felt that something was wrong, so he sent a message to the female employer, and the content of the message probably was: not that this is an empty courtyard, but our job is to repair this place into a mourning hall, and wait for the guests to come to pay respects to the dead tomorrow.

But why there is a coffin, and who is inside the coffin, let the female employer give a reasonable explanation.

(End of chapter)