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Two days later, he was fully armed and took his sacrificial knife to his place of work.

Before going to work, he went to the well-known local City God Temple to worship according to tradition. Folklore has it that the temple is a local unit of the Netherworld government, and is usually found in larger human settlements. Xi Ke felt that since he was going to serve as a guard in the Netherworld residential area, it would be better to report to the relevant units according to custom.

In the big cities of Sako, where the continent is seriously affected, you can see the traditional buildings almost only when you come across the temple, so it is very easy to recognize. Seeing a large group of mythical beasts and immortals standing on the crooked cornices, nine times out of ten, it is a temple.

The status of the temple is not directly related to the grandeur of the temple's appearance. The temple is not big or tall, and the concrete blocks around it can be easily hidden, and it is almost impossible to notice it when it is dark, but it is a well-known monument in the whole of Sa, and it is also powerful as a center of worship. As the saying goes, "The temple is not big, but if there is a god, there is a spirit." Building a large temple was not a priority for the Etheric faith.

Now there is no activity here, almost no people, and it is quiet. Xi Ke walked through the archway, two statues of mythical beasts and lions that looked like flat-faced long-haired dogs, one stepped on colored balls, and the other stepped on young beasts, smiling at him on both sides. The gate is hung with a plaque with a history of several hundred years, given by ancient monarchs. Walking into the temple, rows of statues of civil and military gods sit on the hall. The caisson on the head is layered on top of each other, and the concept of heaven and earth is implied in the complexity. He folded his palms and bowed, silently recited what he was going to tell the gods, and threw a silver coin into the merit box.

No one bothered him during the process. The temple staff were idly by, but they didn't come to greet them or ask if they were bothered. Unless Rick takes the initiative to find them, they won't do anything. They won't welcome Rick when they come in, and they won't stay if Rick wants to leave.

The City God Temple is a temple of the local religion Xian Taoism, but there are also publications of the Buddha Enlightenment on the shelves in the temple, and they all stay together as a matter of course as rare books.

After worshipping, Xi Ke walked out of the temple gate and passed under the archway again. He saw that the archway read, "What good is it to burn incense when you do evil deeds, and if you are upright, it is okay to see that I do not worship." 」

The City God Temple has these two couplets. Probably these two sentences summarize all the relationships between man and God in the Etello culture.

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After that, Syk arrived at the place where he was to be guarded. This is not a small cemetery, but a large cemetery spread over several hills. Because the site was so big, Rick thought that someone would sneak in and dig up the body and run, and he didn't know it from beginning to end. He could only do his best, and no one expected him to hold the line perfectly anyway.

As far as common sense goes, new graves are more dangerous. When he reported for duty, the steward told him the location of the new grave, but the old grave could also encounter grave robbers who wanted to steal the burial goods. The threat to the graveyard is not only necromancers.

It's 11:35 p.m.

He crouched on the hill and looked into the distance. The noise coming from the direction of the city has disappeared, and the light from the street lamps is more than the light from the houses. He didn't use the lamp, he didn't call out the ball of light, and the moonlight was bright enough tonight.

The hills are covered with cement graves. It is difficult to see the traditional architecture of the Altaro in the living quarters, but the living quarters of the deceased still maintain the same style as before, but the materials and construction methods have changed. Even if you wear a suit and live in a bungalow when you are alive, you will still return to the world of your ancestors when you die. That's what the Etello people are.

Two small lion statues guard the door, the cement low-walled graveman draws a circular tomb range in front of the tombstone, and a mound behind the tombstone is where the deceased is located. A small incense burner was placed in front of the tombstone, and the incense had been burned.

From the decoration, you can find a large number of traces of immortal Taoism, Buddhism, immortals and lotus flowers, etc.

He took a walk on the trail while eating a snack. Even though it's summer, the air here is very cold, and the temperature is low enough to put on a coat. It is said that the temperature will be lower in places where there are ghosts. He always felt that the saying "necromancer is afraid of the cold" made some kind of mistake, but he couldn't think of what was wrong for a moment.

At about twelve o'clock, the first intruders were spotted.

Two little black ghosts who looked to be around fourteen years old. They were wearing hooded undershirts, unbuttoned hats, and shovels were about to strike at the mound. Nick quietly walked behind them, grabbing the back neckline of one with one hand. The two imps let out a terrible scream.

"Don't! Help!" "Spare me!"

"What's your name, where do you live? I'm going to call the police. Rick snapped.

The two imps found out that Xi Ke was a living person, not a ghost, and suddenly they were not afraid. Shout at Syke, "Let us go, or we'll sue Daddy!"

"Even if your father is the true god somewhere, you are still in my hands. Xi Ke said with a cold face, trying to make himself look like the legendary official of the underworld. He now thinks that he should turn into a ghost phantom to trick the child. "And I doubt any father would accept his son's grave robbery. Doing this kind of thing will be retributed, the family will fall into the middle of the road, and you will get sick and have an accident for some reason, which is much more terrible than provoking the police, and the more powerful your father is, the more afraid of this kind of thing. It's so nice for children to take it for granted that they can see the sunrise tomorrow. 」

Rick had missed the chance to pretend to be a ghost, but the ghost story could be told whenever it began: "It was your ancestors who blessed me to catch me before I could do it. Do you want to know what happened to those grave diggers before Lu Dao? There was a group of five tomb robbers before, and they were so pitiful. At the scene, I saw a woman standing in mid-air staring at them, and when I went back, it was all wrong. Car accidents, sudden illnesses, everything has happened, and even several relatives have passed away. When the police caught them, only one of them was still alive, and the whole person was so thin that he was only a skeleton because of his serious illness, and if he wasn't haunted in front of the police, he wouldn't have lived long. Rick wasn't lying, the news was written that way.

The two children turned pale with fright.

"Also, there was a nerd who urinated in the cemetery before, and after he went back, he was choked by someone every night when he went to sleep, and he dreamed that there was a blue face staring at him, and there was a problem with his work, and the thing that was placed on a high place suddenly fell down and almost hit him, so he had to come back crying again and apologize. That's local news too.

Seeing that the children were almost frightened, Rick made up for the last blow with a lie: "What about your companions? I just saw an adult standing next to you, why didn't I see him?"

"Whoa

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At twelve twenty o'clock, two frightened and shivering children squatted on the path and drank the hot tea that Syke had put in a kettle.

"What's your name, and where is your home?" asked Rick crouching. Looking at the appearance of these two children, they should both be from families above the middle class. From the hairstyle, it is surmised that both are in school.

"Quinn. "Rusebi. 」

Quinn is a little bigger than Rusebi, but both of them are supposed to be skinny for their age. Looking at their arms and standing, Xi Ke knew that they probably had no chance of winning a fight with someone. Quinn's face was stiff, and he showed a look that he didn't take the advice of adults seriously. He will deliberately stand crookedly when he stands. is probably imitating the male star on TV, wanting to fake a wild and uninhibited temperament, but he can't even make money to support himself, and the result of his lack of ability as a backing is that he knows that Lu Dao is a paper tiger at a glance.

Russ is always lower than her head, and she doesn't quite meet the eyes of Xi Ke. He stood in front of Rick as if he wanted to hide himself.

Rick asked, "Is there a magic word in the house? What is the number?"

"No, please don't tell them! I told them I was going to live with my classmates!" Rusby begged Rick.

"Wouldn't it be better to call the police? Why are you digging graves?"

The two children tensed their faces, revealing an expression that they would not be scolded if they said that they would definitely be scolded.

"Tell me!" Rick grabbed their heads one by one, unleashing a murderous aura to extract confessions with the courage of a former evil mage.

Since the two children were born, they have never seen a murderous aura against humans, and they are scared to say anything.

"I want a demon. So that no one can look down on us. Quinn said. His face tensed even tighter.

"I—we want to try to let the zombies do things for us, so that the others will think we're cool and awesome!" Rusebi said with a sad face.

"I longed for necromancy. To put it simply, if adults say something you can't do, you just want to do it, right?"

Nick let go of his hand and stared carefully at the faces of the two children, watching their expressions. Rusebi should be fine, he regrets it very much, he will only make this mistake once, and he will not make it again. The danger is Quinn, who looks like he's going to try until he's going to suffer. The first thing most necromancers suffer on this path is death. Being killed by a blow up, eaten by an out-of-control zombie, or killed by other necromancers because of the wrong spell activation, it is extremely rare for someone to be executed by the state.

Rick confiscated the necromancy books from their bags, then took the cleaning equipment from the caretaker's pavilion and gave them the cleaning utensils, "Go clean up the environment and show your apologies. 」

Rusebi obediently took it, and Quinn looked a little upset, but still obeyed.

Out of curiosity, Syk casually flipped through the necromancy book. The book is new and is heavily printed. The cover is intricately drawn with a magic circle, the text looks like a recipe, and the spells are similar to those written in fiction. This is a large number of forged necromancy toy books that are sold exclusively to the little ghost who has a longing for necromancy. There is not a single bit of information that would be useful to a real necromancer, but it is very suitable for using as a prop on stage during a drama.

After that, he took out a wooden board and wrote a letter with pen and paper.

Rick begins: "To Shue: I am writing this letter to you in the light of the full moon on the fifteenth. I'm in a very cool place, and the cicada chirping is very pleasant, but it may make the city people unable to sleep. Luckily, the inhabitants of this place have already slept. Can you imagine what is going on in the head of a man who asked me to be a grave keeper? I can't.

"The graves in the sea of grass that are full of mountains and fields may frighten people who have ghosts in their hearts. It's not a problem for me, and in my opinion it's peaceful. Dead bodies are everywhere and no one is buried, and there has been an era of ghosts crying and tweeting after all.

"What is a necromancer to the general public, a sign of rebellion and freedom, a pest that destroys the safety of people's lives and property, or does it not matter what he is, as a novelist's favorite subject, his fictional image has long since transcended the deity and become a symbol of the collective human subconscious?

"Once upon a time, necromancy was just one of many spells, and no one thought to ban him. The king even actively wanted him because of his excellent combat effectiveness. It was only after the bitter lesson of the dead emperor Jesahua that people realized that even if he could bring benefits, it was far less than the harm he caused. 」