What exactly happened?
Atru murmured this question, and could not recall what he had done in the past few days.
He looked around like a sleepwalking, and asked in fear, fear and confusion:
Who are you?
Where is this?
This is your bathroom, can't you recognize it?I am the private detective responsible for protecting you.Klein looked at the big boy opposite who had not figured out the situation yet and chuckled.
My home...the detective who protected me...What happened...Atru looked around in shock and murmured to himself.
Suddenly, he paused, his already pale face stained with unconcealed fear:
Maybe, maybe there are really ghosts in this world!There are really ghosts!
His voice was quite trembling, but Klein heard two completely different feelings of fear and excitement, which was exactly the same as the emotional color presented.
excited?Is this a boy who deliberately provokes resentment in order to seek excitement?He is so young, brave, and not afraid of death... Klein made a preliminary guess, but asked in confusion on the surface:
ghost?
After becoming a magician, his spiritual vision has been slightly improved, but the amplitude is not large. He still cannot see the surface of the star spirit body deep in the etheric body, and he cannot use this to judge whether the target is extraordinary.
Aturu's pale face suddenly turned red:
Yes, ghosts!
He waved his arms and added:
Beyond our senses, there is a broader world!Really, death is not the end of everything!
This line... is indeed a teenager... but I seem to have seen similar words somewhere... Klein smiled and said: I believe in another sentence more, in the face of time that is older than ancient, even death itself will disappear.
Before Atru could speak again, he took out his gold-shelled pocket watch, pressed it and looked at it:
So, how did you make yourself what you used to be?Like a mental breakdown patient.
I... Aturu turned his head and thought for a few seconds. I joined a club, which is not an ordinary club!We all believe that death is not the end. We can even intuitively realize death by using the secrets and understand that everything can be reversed. Yes, we think that the dead can be resurrected!
Klein, who had just crawled out of the grave for more than a month, laughed dryly:
Are you trying to resurrect the dead?
Death is not the end... the world outside the senses... everything can be reversed... the secret understanding... Isn't this the doctrine of the Spiritual Cult?
This was all created for the resurrection of the Death... He suddenly said a few words in his heart.
Um!Aturu nodded with fear when his eyes lit up but could not hide his fear.
Where did you get your body?Klein asked.
We, we will, secretly dig graves, have just been buried, or buy them from the hospital... Aturu recalled.
It was indeed a crime to be sent to prison... No wonder Logoka Roman didn't want to call the police... He played so boldly... Kklain kept a gentle smile and asked instead:
Then have you succeeded?
Not yet... At that party, they looked at me, like, looking at a dead body, as if thinking about where to place the corresponding secrets... Then, we danced a spirit dance to communicate with the world outside of the senses. Later, I had no memory later... Atlu's body trembled uncontrollably.
Spirit dance?What a spiritual sect Ah... this guy has become a test subject for his companions?Klein asked with a frown:
Since then, your memory has reached this point?
According to internal records of the night watch, spiritual dance originated from ancient sacrificial dances and was popular in the Southern Continent. It is a ritual method loved by the God of Death.
Spiritual dance uses rhythm, rhythm and movement to harmonize spirituality, so that it has a certain interaction with the natural environment and the object of prayer, and then combines the simple altar arrangement and corresponding honorific name to achieve the effect of more complex ritual magic.
Um.Aturu responded softly and suddenly looked up. What is the week today?What time is now?
Friday at 1:12 a.m.Klein answered based on his memory just now.
Aturu subconsciously took a breath:
I missed a new party...
They hold a resurrection ceremony outside Green’s Cemetery every Friday at 3 a.m.
Green Cemetery is named after it is not far from Green Park Street.
You still want to go?Have you forgotten what happened during this period?Oh, you really don't remember, but you should ask your father, mother, and servant.Klein reminded the boy in front of him.
And I may not be able to help you... He added silently in his heart.
After this incident, he discovered another weakness of the magician, that is, his lack of ability to deal with resentful souls and shadow creatures. Only manipulating flames can be counted. After the other party possesses humans, expulsion and purification have become a problem, unless he intends to kill them with humans and ghosts.
Of course, Klein is not completely helpless in this regard. He can arrange ritual magic to accomplish similar things, but that will be very troublesome and easily exposed himself, which is not suitable for actual combat.
After thinking, he finally chose to use the Azk copper whistle to lure the resentful soul out, and then manipulate the flames to complete the purification.
But the degree of this kind of damage is not high. If you encounter a more powerful resentful soul, it may not be solved.
I still lack items or spells to deal with necro creatures. If only there was a seal 30782 that mutated sun holy emblem... Klein's thoughts were dissipated for a while.
Atru suddenly remembered the lack of memory, his face paled again, and he replied with trembling words:
No, I don't want to go!I never want to go again!
very good.Klein smiled and praised.
Atlu looked at his face without any fear and asked subconsciously:
I said so much, aren’t you afraid?
Klein stopped relying on the wall, stood up slowly, and replied in a relaxed tone:
For a detective, unless there is definite evidence, it would rather not be believed.
After saying that, he opened the door and walked outside, thinking about whether to contact the lower spiritual sect. After all, this may involve the mystery of Mr. Azke's life experience.
Aturu looked dumbly at the back of the private detective in front of him. After a while, he found that the bathroom was empty except for him, and the moonlight outside was dim, illuminating the shadows inside, as if something invisible was lurking and watching.
He shivered suddenly and shouted:
Wait for me!
While speaking, Aturu accelerated his pace, rushed out of the bathroom, and followed closely behind Klein.
Knowing fear, knowing fear, and there is still help... Klein muttered and inserted his hands into his pockets.
After returning to the bedroom, Stuart did not find that Atru had improved. He was still frightened by the ghost story he imagined, and he was solemn that he dared not walk around.
When Atluy fell asleep again, Klein took out a copper penny and let it sway between his fingers.
When the time was approaching 2:50, he threw the coin and caught it steadily, then stood up and whispered to Stuart:
I went to the balcony to smoke a cigarette.
Quicker.Stuart gave a tight reminder.
Klein put on his long dress and walked out slowly, heading to the balcony at the end of the corridor, hiding in the shadows.
Then he took out a paper man with relatively rough cut.
Bang!
Klein shook his wrists violently, making the paper make a crisp sound, shaking it so that it expands rapidly and becomes a human.
The dummy was as tall as Klein, with his facial features and no difference in clothing. From a distance, he looked like a carefully carved and imitated wax figure.
This is one of the applications of Paper Man Stand-in.
Immediately afterwards, Klein gathered his spirit, clenched his fist with his right hand, and tapped him lightly.
Silently, the dummy felt like he was alive, and he also held a red cigarette on his head in his mouth, and the fragrance of tobacco spread out.
With the false as your basis, this illusion can last for half an hour... It's really a magician Ah!Klein put on gloves, pressed and supported, and slid down the balcony in covertly, avoiding the security personnel who were patrolling.
…………
Outside Green Cemetery, there is a secluded woods.
Klein stood in the canopy and looked at the relatively open and flat place not far away.
He was surrounded by evergreen leaves and brown branches, but their surface was stained with gray dust.
Where Klein's vision was, seven or eight young men and women in black robes were dancing around a corpse, twitching slightly, a little crazy and strange dance.
The dance is full of rhythm, as if it has a mysterious taste.
The girl shook her long hair and the boy knelt down and stretched out his hand. These scenes had a subtle connection with the surrounding environment.
That is the rhythm of nature.
After they jumped for three or four minutes, everything within a range of ten meters was infected with a wild and confusing temperament, the atmosphere gradually became evil and mixed with a bit of sacredness.
It is indeed Lingwu...the ritual magic that even ordinary people can participate in... Klein looked away and looked at the man in black robe who was chanting the spell at the side of the corpse.
Just now, he was guiding those boys and girls how to dance spiritual dance.
He should be a member of the Spiritual Cult, and is likely to be an extraordinary person... Klein nodded invisible and planned to watch how the other party held the resurrection ceremony first.
At this time, the dance reached its climax. The adult man in black robe raised his head and took off his wig, revealing several strange tattoos engraved on his bald head.
He raised his hands and shouted:
grim Reaper!
Dear God of Death!
Coming back soon!
After he finished shouting, the dance stopped, and the seven or eight young men and women stood on one side, their expressions were both blurred and expectant, both excited and fearful.
Immediately afterwards, the man in black bent down, opened the iron cage beside his feet, and carried a ball of black things out of it.
Klein looked at it intently and found that it was a blue-eyed black cat.
This, this is OK?He was obviously stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought of various folk legends about black cats. For example, after the black cat symbolizing evil and symbolizing the messenger of hell jumped over the corpse, the dead body would be awakened.
This is the first time Klein has seen someone use a similar method in a ceremony.
The man in black robe stepped forward, stopped the black cat in his arms and threw it towards the corpse.
Meow!
The cat, which was covered in black, exploded with hair, shouted loudly, and jumped over the dead body.
At this moment, Klein felt that he understood the other party's cat language, and he believed that the other party must be saying three words:
MMP！
Atru murmured this question, and could not recall what he had done in the past few days.
He looked around like a sleepwalking, and asked in fear, fear and confusion:
Who are you?
Where is this?
This is your bathroom, can't you recognize it?I am the private detective responsible for protecting you.Klein looked at the big boy opposite who had not figured out the situation yet and chuckled.
My home...the detective who protected me...What happened...Atru looked around in shock and murmured to himself.
Suddenly, he paused, his already pale face stained with unconcealed fear:
Maybe, maybe there are really ghosts in this world!There are really ghosts!
His voice was quite trembling, but Klein heard two completely different feelings of fear and excitement, which was exactly the same as the emotional color presented.
excited?Is this a boy who deliberately provokes resentment in order to seek excitement?He is so young, brave, and not afraid of death... Klein made a preliminary guess, but asked in confusion on the surface:
ghost?
After becoming a magician, his spiritual vision has been slightly improved, but the amplitude is not large. He still cannot see the surface of the star spirit body deep in the etheric body, and he cannot use this to judge whether the target is extraordinary.
Aturu's pale face suddenly turned red:
Yes, ghosts!
He waved his arms and added:
Beyond our senses, there is a broader world!Really, death is not the end of everything!
This line... is indeed a teenager... but I seem to have seen similar words somewhere... Klein smiled and said: I believe in another sentence more, in the face of time that is older than ancient, even death itself will disappear.
Before Atru could speak again, he took out his gold-shelled pocket watch, pressed it and looked at it:
So, how did you make yourself what you used to be?Like a mental breakdown patient.
I... Aturu turned his head and thought for a few seconds. I joined a club, which is not an ordinary club!We all believe that death is not the end. We can even intuitively realize death by using the secrets and understand that everything can be reversed. Yes, we think that the dead can be resurrected!
Klein, who had just crawled out of the grave for more than a month, laughed dryly:
Are you trying to resurrect the dead?
Death is not the end... the world outside the senses... everything can be reversed... the secret understanding... Isn't this the doctrine of the Spiritual Cult?
This was all created for the resurrection of the Death... He suddenly said a few words in his heart.
Um!Aturu nodded with fear when his eyes lit up but could not hide his fear.
Where did you get your body?Klein asked.
We, we will, secretly dig graves, have just been buried, or buy them from the hospital... Aturu recalled.
It was indeed a crime to be sent to prison... No wonder Logoka Roman didn't want to call the police... He played so boldly... Kklain kept a gentle smile and asked instead:
Then have you succeeded?
Not yet... At that party, they looked at me, like, looking at a dead body, as if thinking about where to place the corresponding secrets... Then, we danced a spirit dance to communicate with the world outside of the senses. Later, I had no memory later... Atlu's body trembled uncontrollably.
Spirit dance?What a spiritual sect Ah... this guy has become a test subject for his companions?Klein asked with a frown:
Since then, your memory has reached this point?
According to internal records of the night watch, spiritual dance originated from ancient sacrificial dances and was popular in the Southern Continent. It is a ritual method loved by the God of Death.
Spiritual dance uses rhythm, rhythm and movement to harmonize spirituality, so that it has a certain interaction with the natural environment and the object of prayer, and then combines the simple altar arrangement and corresponding honorific name to achieve the effect of more complex ritual magic.
Um.Aturu responded softly and suddenly looked up. What is the week today?What time is now?
Friday at 1:12 a.m.Klein answered based on his memory just now.
Aturu subconsciously took a breath:
I missed a new party...
They hold a resurrection ceremony outside Green’s Cemetery every Friday at 3 a.m.
Green Cemetery is named after it is not far from Green Park Street.
You still want to go?Have you forgotten what happened during this period?Oh, you really don't remember, but you should ask your father, mother, and servant.Klein reminded the boy in front of him.
And I may not be able to help you... He added silently in his heart.
After this incident, he discovered another weakness of the magician, that is, his lack of ability to deal with resentful souls and shadow creatures. Only manipulating flames can be counted. After the other party possesses humans, expulsion and purification have become a problem, unless he intends to kill them with humans and ghosts.
Of course, Klein is not completely helpless in this regard. He can arrange ritual magic to accomplish similar things, but that will be very troublesome and easily exposed himself, which is not suitable for actual combat.
After thinking, he finally chose to use the Azk copper whistle to lure the resentful soul out, and then manipulate the flames to complete the purification.
But the degree of this kind of damage is not high. If you encounter a more powerful resentful soul, it may not be solved.
I still lack items or spells to deal with necro creatures. If only there was a seal 30782 that mutated sun holy emblem... Klein's thoughts were dissipated for a while.
Atru suddenly remembered the lack of memory, his face paled again, and he replied with trembling words:
No, I don't want to go!I never want to go again!
very good.Klein smiled and praised.
Atlu looked at his face without any fear and asked subconsciously:
I said so much, aren’t you afraid?
Klein stopped relying on the wall, stood up slowly, and replied in a relaxed tone:
For a detective, unless there is definite evidence, it would rather not be believed.
After saying that, he opened the door and walked outside, thinking about whether to contact the lower spiritual sect. After all, this may involve the mystery of Mr. Azke's life experience.
Aturu looked dumbly at the back of the private detective in front of him. After a while, he found that the bathroom was empty except for him, and the moonlight outside was dim, illuminating the shadows inside, as if something invisible was lurking and watching.
He shivered suddenly and shouted:
Wait for me!
While speaking, Aturu accelerated his pace, rushed out of the bathroom, and followed closely behind Klein.
Knowing fear, knowing fear, and there is still help... Klein muttered and inserted his hands into his pockets.
After returning to the bedroom, Stuart did not find that Atru had improved. He was still frightened by the ghost story he imagined, and he was solemn that he dared not walk around.
When Atluy fell asleep again, Klein took out a copper penny and let it sway between his fingers.
When the time was approaching 2:50, he threw the coin and caught it steadily, then stood up and whispered to Stuart:
I went to the balcony to smoke a cigarette.
Quicker.Stuart gave a tight reminder.
Klein put on his long dress and walked out slowly, heading to the balcony at the end of the corridor, hiding in the shadows.
Then he took out a paper man with relatively rough cut.
Bang!
Klein shook his wrists violently, making the paper make a crisp sound, shaking it so that it expands rapidly and becomes a human.
The dummy was as tall as Klein, with his facial features and no difference in clothing. From a distance, he looked like a carefully carved and imitated wax figure.
This is one of the applications of Paper Man Stand-in.
Immediately afterwards, Klein gathered his spirit, clenched his fist with his right hand, and tapped him lightly.
Silently, the dummy felt like he was alive, and he also held a red cigarette on his head in his mouth, and the fragrance of tobacco spread out.
With the false as your basis, this illusion can last for half an hour... It's really a magician Ah!Klein put on gloves, pressed and supported, and slid down the balcony in covertly, avoiding the security personnel who were patrolling.
…………
Outside Green Cemetery, there is a secluded woods.
Klein stood in the canopy and looked at the relatively open and flat place not far away.
He was surrounded by evergreen leaves and brown branches, but their surface was stained with gray dust.
Where Klein's vision was, seven or eight young men and women in black robes were dancing around a corpse, twitching slightly, a little crazy and strange dance.
The dance is full of rhythm, as if it has a mysterious taste.
The girl shook her long hair and the boy knelt down and stretched out his hand. These scenes had a subtle connection with the surrounding environment.
That is the rhythm of nature.
After they jumped for three or four minutes, everything within a range of ten meters was infected with a wild and confusing temperament, the atmosphere gradually became evil and mixed with a bit of sacredness.
It is indeed Lingwu...the ritual magic that even ordinary people can participate in... Klein looked away and looked at the man in black robe who was chanting the spell at the side of the corpse.
Just now, he was guiding those boys and girls how to dance spiritual dance.
He should be a member of the Spiritual Cult, and is likely to be an extraordinary person... Klein nodded invisible and planned to watch how the other party held the resurrection ceremony first.
At this time, the dance reached its climax. The adult man in black robe raised his head and took off his wig, revealing several strange tattoos engraved on his bald head.
He raised his hands and shouted:
grim Reaper!
Dear God of Death!
Coming back soon!
After he finished shouting, the dance stopped, and the seven or eight young men and women stood on one side, their expressions were both blurred and expectant, both excited and fearful.
Immediately afterwards, the man in black bent down, opened the iron cage beside his feet, and carried a ball of black things out of it.
Klein looked at it intently and found that it was a blue-eyed black cat.
This, this is OK?He was obviously stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought of various folk legends about black cats. For example, after the black cat symbolizing evil and symbolizing the messenger of hell jumped over the corpse, the dead body would be awakened.
This is the first time Klein has seen someone use a similar method in a ceremony.
The man in black robe stepped forward, stopped the black cat in his arms and threw it towards the corpse.
Meow!
The cat, which was covered in black, exploded with hair, shouted loudly, and jumped over the dead body.
At this moment, Klein felt that he understood the other party's cat language, and he believed that the other party must be saying three words:
MMP！
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