1:27 points.

In his letter to Schuilonu, he wrote: "I can't help but suspect that there may be some kind of flaw in the dichotomy, that there are always those who can stand in the middle of the two worlds and be at ease.

"I think someone must be able to take a message from one side to the other, but it certainly wasn't me. Maybe it would be some novelist who secretly told the answer in a way that no one would believe.

"The 'afterlife' has become a battleground for many religions, many of which are making up stories about how bad their enemies are living there. This kind of categorical statement is not credible. 」

The skeleton stood upwind, keeping a fixed distance from Xi Ke, and the smell of old earth wafted in the wind.

The skeleton was very noisy, and kept talking to Xike: "Hey, how many years have it been, who's going to be the emperor?"

"Now the emperor has no one to care who he is. The emperor now had no other value than entertainment and tourism. The important thing is the Prime Minister. After a pause, he said, "Actually, the prime minister only has entertainment value, and he has no value in developing tourism. 」

"That's a big change in rank. What is the current Prime Minister's family name?"

"The prime minister is not hereditary......

Syk felt the need to speak openly and honestly to the skeleton, "You're dead, so go to the other world. 」

"I know. The skeleton said in a very happy and high tone. Rick thinks that if he had eyebrows, he would definitely show a dancing expression.

"Since you know you're dead, don't put on the attitude of a living tourist!"

The skeleton stretched its cervical spine and stared at Rick, "You're the Man of the Staff of Light?"

"Do you mean the Demon Court?" asked Rick. Before the founding of Sarafayido, the term "Staff of Light" referred only to the Staff of Light, and had nothing to do with the Demon Court. Judging from the fact that he cares more about the emperor than the prime minister, this skeleton was probably alive before the founding of the People's Republic of China.

"Demon Court, which country's Demon Court?" the skeleton asked.

Now it is certain that he is not referring to the Demon Court of the Sa Kingdom, but to the Staff of Light, which was purely a civil society before the founding of the country. I'm sure this guy is from before the founding of the country.

"The country that rules here now is Sarafayi, ......," Rick explained the current situation in the country a little.

The skeleton said, "I thought you were the Man of the Staff of Light, otherwise why would you insist so much that the dead should die?"

"Of course the dead deserve to die, right?"

"No, except for the Staff of Light, many people think that it's okay for the dead not to die. We'll hide the ones who aren't dead first, and then let the Staff of Light know after we've explained what happened and said goodbye to all our relatives and friends, and those mages are so angry!"

Xi Ke was stunned.

"It's dangerous!" said Rick. He didn't think that the dead should die because the Staff of Light said this, he had seen with his own eyes that the dead were restless, and it was a torture for both the dead and the living.

"Well, I heard that some living people were eaten, and I have a relative who was buried with the whole family. The skeleton scratched its cheekbones.

Therefore, it is because many people have witnessed the consequences of not doing so, and it has become common knowledge over a long period of time. Twelve hundred years ago, the dead emperor Jesahua caused a horrible procession that swept through Ethero. People call that era the Age of Death. Xi Ke also thought that once the era of negative death passed, all the Ethero people should reject necromancy together, but in fact, there are still people who do not exclude, but I don't know what the proportion is.

"So you're planning to go to another world?" asked Rick.

"Yes, but it's okay to drag on for a few hours, right?"

"You don't have any friends or relatives to say goodbye to, do you?"

"You're so long-winded, you won't come back to life if you burn people right away!"

"What kind of messy logic is this?" Of course people won't come back to life! No matter what they do, they won't come back to life.

Xi Ke hugged his head and muttered to himself: "What I experience now is that my ancestors lamented back then, 'When people were short-sighted and narrow-minded, they were good at telling pleasures and luxuries, and if they heard that disaster was coming, they covered their ears and closed their eyes, but they didn't know, and they were troubled. It wasn't long before the war began.

"What's the matter—" The skeleton was still inciting Syk to burn him later.

Rick isn't very good at throwing fireballs, and this guy seems to fall apart easily and run away in pieces. If the skeleton struggles, it may cause a fire. The act of burning this skeleton is best taken into the long term.

He considered whether this was the right to go down the hill to call the police, but he was worried that if he left the cemetery, the skeleton would run away. He had the bee cube that Sabai had given him, and with this he could call for reinforcements from the Magic Hand anywhere, but the problem was that it would be a heavy armed force. This thing was used when Xi Ke was targeted because of his status as an innate mage, because a skeleton used a bee block, and he felt as if it was too much of a fuss.

Longda Moya was a good reason to call the police immediately, but there was something else he wanted to ask him.

Rick decided to take another look.

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1:45 points. Rick went to find the two cleaning imps, and the skeleton followed him at a safe distance. I hope the imps haven't touched Longda Moya. Xi Ke didn't feel any abnormal spell fluctuations, so he should be fine.

Rick walked in the direction of the two imps, and when they were still far away, he spotted the broom and dustpan he had stuffed into them. The two imps are lazy, and they must be taught a lesson later.

Rick found them in front of a new grave. Sure enough, Quinn relied on his memory to draw a necromancy circle on the ground, and Rusebi was sent to control the wind.

Wick hid his figure and walked directly to the middle of Quinn's circle to reappear, shouting, "What are you doing?"

Rusebi was so frightened that she cowered. Quinn lit the match with quick movements, trying to finish the last step. Xi Ke was one step ahead of him, directly kicked the circle pattern away, and smashed the candle with another kick. Even if Xi Ke hadn't stopped it, this circle wouldn't have been effective. This is a fictional circle drawn in the work of a cartoonist.,I don't know who passed it on as real magic.。

"Do you want to see the dead like that?" said Rick with a grimace.

Quinn was about to talk back, when suddenly he felt that the atmosphere was not quite right. He turned his head and saw a translucent figure walking down the path, stopping in front of Rusebi. The humanoid object was dark brown, with only bones, and there was nothing between the bones and bones, just a gap there. It had rags and grass roots hanging from it, dropping clods of dirt as it walked.

These two imps have no immunity to the undead. For those who encounter it for the first time, the undead are more terrifying than the horrible-looking corpses. The fact that something that should be dead is actually moving, and at the same time there are multiple threats of injuring oneself with violence, infecting oneself with the same way of death, and being unable to communicate and not surrender, which will stimulate all the survival instincts of human beings as a living organism, and directly associate oneself with one's own death in the shallow consciousness. Xi Ke has seen this scene many times, and the frightened person's head will stop instantly, unable to react.

Rick was used to it. He beckoned and said, "Give them a hug!"

The skeleton was very cooperative and pounced on the children to hug them.

Rusebi cried out in fright, and he threw up when the skeleton let go. The skeleton then pounced on Quinn, who was limp and paralyzed, allowing the skeleton to rub his face against his face.

Rick smells strange, Quinn **.

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2:23 a.m.

Behind the caretaker's pavilion, there is a faucet with a height near the waist of an adult. Rick took a spoon and rinsed it off for Quinn.

"You're afraid of this kind of rotten clean, and you want to wake up a half-rotting corpse?" Rick himself got dirty as he dragged Quinn over. Anyway, it's summer, so he simply took off his clothes and only wore the four corners of the lotus leaf pattern.

Quinn was still unsteady on his feet, and relied on Rick's help to take off his clothes and flush the water.

"Next, next time I'll be—" Quinn came back to his senses, and the first thing he did was start talking back.

"Again?"

"No!"

The skeleton now crouched out of range of the water spray, propped its jawbone with its finger bones, and surveyed the flesh of the two living people.

Rusebi stood far away from the skeleton.

"Are you a necromancer? is that your demon?" asked Quinn with wide eyes.

Nick poured a full spoonful of water over Quinn's head. Quinn's neck shrunk, and his hand lifted with him.

"Don't ask about adults and children. I'm just a normal cemetery caretaker, and that guy is an accident that shouldn't have happened. Rick said. If he had been told that there were other necromancers, this Quinn would have made things worse.

There was no way to change their clothes in the cemetery, and after washing, Quinn directly put the twisted clothes on his body to dry.

Rick slipped on his wet trousers and put on his wet mage robe. The mage robe he wore today was a jacket with a long zipper in the middle. He didn't zip it up, revealing his chest. Although it can be dried with spells, Xike doesn't want to waste his energy. Just drying the clothes without damaging the fabric requires careful control.

Rick noticed that the two imps seemed to have changed the way they looked at him. Especially Quinn, who used to look at him just by looking at the expression of a verbose adult, and there was no respect at all, but now he suddenly began to look at Xike with the eyes of a reliable big brother, and suddenly became much cuter.

Rick frowned, and looked at Quinn, who raised his eyebrows and his eyes shining.

"Are you a battle mage? have you fought the Staff of Light?" asked Quinn raising his voice.

It turned out to be a scar relationship. Rick did fight the Staff of Light, but he didn't want to tell Quinn.

"What do you want to know?" said Rick with a straight face, "Do you want to know what it's like to be slashed so painfully that you can't even roll around?" Or do you want to know what it's like to be hit by a fireball?

"I didn't even understand why I couldn't, so I made it a goal to target something I didn't understand. Don't you know that there is a reason for the taboo that has been handed down in ancient times, and it is the result of the repeated challenges of the idiots of the past generations that has been fulfilled again and again that it will be maintained to this day!"

Quinn was too young for him to imagine what Rick was saying, so he couldn't be afraid. Quinn would worship these things that adults would rather not encounter as heroic deeds. He only hoped that he could at least understand a little bit from Rick's expression that those things were definitely not fun.

Quinn frowned and lowered his eyelids.

The skeleton spoke, "I know what it's like to choke on eating mochi. 」

"Shut up. Rick said to the skeleton. The history of this cause of death seems to be as old as the history of mochi.

The way Rick and the skeleton talk to him leads Quinn to believe that Rick is a necromancer, and that the skeleton is his masterpiece.

"How did you become a necromancer, why didn't you do it?" asked Quinn.

Xi Ke was about to answer, when he suddenly felt an abnormal flow of spell energy. He pointed to the two children and said, "Hide, don't come along!" and ran to the anomalous location.

Not only the two children, but even the skeletons happily found a place to hide.