North District, Arca Street.
Copstead was sitting on an easy chair in the living room, and a fireplace burning with charcoal in front of it.
As a senior teacher in the public school, he earns more than £4 a week, which is enough to make him live a very good life as a single person. However, the clothes he wears at home have a lot of patches sewn, and the tea cup on the table is also very simple.
Without taking off the wig, Coupsti’s most eye-catching thing is the towering cheekbones and the milder chicken breasts, which are a deformed state of bulging forward sternum.
On his knee was a collection of poems written in ancient Foxac, but he had not turned a page for a long time.
Copstee stood there in a focal distance, and suddenly heard someone chuckling in his ear:
I was very confused. You didn't escape and stayed at home. Aren't you afraid of the police coming?
The voice was low and hoarse, like a boy in the voice change period.
Copstee shivered for a moment and almost jumped out of the easy chair.
He suddenly turned his head and saw a figure sitting on the sofa a few steps away!
The figure was wearing a summer linen shirt and light trousers, and her face was hazy and unsightly.
You, who are you?What are you doing?Copstee asked repeatedly as she clasped the armrest.
Klein, who used his hallucination ability, leaned back, shook his hands, and spoke leisurely:
Last night, haha, it should be early this morning, I just saved you.
Save us?Seeing that the other party didn't seem to be too malicious, Copstee relaxed a little, you, are you the one in the woods?Have you solved the dead body we woke up?
While speaking, he moved quite hurriedly, showing obvious fear.
I definitely can't resist him if he can sneak in without my awareness... A similar thought flashed through Copstee's mind.
You guys are lucky enough that I just happened to pass by, otherwise there would be corpses on the ground, corpses torn into pieces.Klein smiled and said, "Go back to our question just now, I'm very curious. You dare to stay at home. Do you know what crimes you have committed?"
He confirmed from his performance before and after the resurrection ceremony of Coupsti, he was a rookie and could not have the skills to hide his true emotions. Therefore, he planned to find out the whole story by asking about the spirit vision, and at most he finally used divination to verify it.
I, I know, buying corpses privately and robbing other people's graves are all crimes that can get me in prison for more than ten years, and, moreover, I will definitely be punished by the church.Copstee, who looks less than 30, took a breath and said bitterly, "But as long as there is no big problem, the children and their parents won't report me, because they have done the same thing. Even if they have made meritorious service and reduced sentences, they will eventually be imprisoned for a period of time."
Oh.Coupsty laughed at herself, and some children had already told my parents about my identity. They asked a gangster to warn me and asked me to quit within a week and stay away from school. I agreed.
Klein nodded slightly:
It is a good thing to change the environment. Of course, don’t do anything like that anymore. Bewitching ignorant children commit crimes is a great evil deed.
No, never again. I actually didn't expect it to be so dangerous. I just saw that they had the same hobbies as me, so I thought of teaching them and leading them to find the mystery of eternal life. As for digging graves, many doctors did it a long time ago.Copstee sighed fearfully.
His emotional color fits his current state… It sounds like he is not like Ah, a member of the Spiritual Cult... Klein thought for a while and asked straightforwardly:
Where did you learn "spiritual dance"?
Spirit dance?Ah, I usually call it the death dance.Copstee was stunned at first, and then realized that this was what an old man taught me.
An old gentleman?Klein asked.
Copstee was in a daze with memories:
He was a homeless man who fainted at my doorstep due to serious illness.
I didn't know he was sick at the time, and thought he had just fainted, so I helped him home, warmed him up, and applied medicinal oil to him.
After he woke up, he asked me not to take him to a hospital or clinic, and mentioned that death was not the end.
I experienced the deaths of my parents and several relatives and was very interested in similar things, so I started chatting with him and found that he had profound knowledge and amazing philosophy in this regard. He seemed to be very satisfied with my curiosity, and finally even performed the miracle of killing a mosquito and waking it up.
At the beginning... I have read at least ten similar novels in my previous life. They all kindly picked up an old man who was about to die and went home, and then got an adventure... Klein's mouth twitched:
So, you left him at home?
Copstee Zheng said with a key point:
Yes, if it weren't for the lack of time, I even wanted to be his student.
Within those days, he taught me the dance of death and a lot of knowledge. Unfortunately, the time was too short. As soon as I entered the state, he died, leaving only a copper whistle.
Before he finished speaking, Coupsty took out a copper whistle with exquisite workmanship and no old appearance:
That's it.
I also have one... probably from the ancestor level... Klein complained and asked thoughtfully:
How long ago did this happen?What does he look like?Where did you bury him?
Half a year ago, his most obvious feature was his gray hair and red spots on his side. He asked me to bury him in the garden behind him.Copstee calculated the next date.
Not Mr. Azke, but he is probably a member of the Spiritual Cult, and the sequence may be quite low... Klein asked instead:
In addition to ‘spiritual dance’, have you learned that ‘resurrection ceremony’?
I had just learned half of that ceremony, and I could only gradually improve it based on the scattered knowledge and found folklore legends, and improve it again and again.Copstee replied very honestly.
Improve according to folklore?Oh, that pity-friendly black cat, may the goddess protect you... Crane resisted the urge to draw a crimson moon on her chest.
What else?He asked a question.
Well, there is also this copper whistle, which I think is the key to communicating with the world outside the senses.Copstee raised her hand and blew it, and sighed, Every time I finished blowing, I could feel the surroundings become cold, I felt someone was watching me, and I felt someone was pulling me...
While he was speaking, Klein, who was opening his spiritual vision, had patterns like water waves on the ground, and the cold breath filled with it, and the fire and lights dimmed a little.
Immediately afterwards, a skull with three dead fish eyes emerged, surrounded by black, arthropod tentacles.
A tentacle stretched out, sometimes touching Copstee's legs and sometimes pulling his clothes, looking quite impatient, but Copstee didn't respond at all, as if she didn't notice it at all.
Is this a messenger?The bronze whistle is all summoned by the corresponding messenger... What does it mean if you summon it but don't give it a letter?Klein was a little stunned.
At this moment, Coupsty looked at him excitedly:
Have you felt it?It became cold around!The gas lights have also become dimmed!
Really, someone is watching me and pulling me!
The thrilling messenger tried hard to touch Copstee, over and over again, but in the end he still didn't receive the letter and he had no choice but to get back to the ground.
Klein looked at the corner of his mouth with a twitching slightly, and silently muttered to himself in his heart:
I took back what I said just now, he is not a vegetable, he is a vegetable picking his feet.
He is not an extraordinary person at all!
I used to think he was the kind of person who had just started with mysticism, but now it seems that he hasn't even found the door yet...
The 'corpse collector' in the 'God of Death' path 9 can directly see ghosts and spirits...
Combined with Copstee's performance of commanding the zombies with a bronze whistle after the ceremony, Klein completely believed that he was not lying and couldn't help but sigh silently.
Immediately, he thought of a question:
If I wrote a note to the messenger just now, where would it be delivered?
A true member of the Spiritual Cult?Senior member?
Holding back on this thought, Klein nodded:
It's indeed getting cold.
After the response, he quickly changed the subject: Have you ever felt abnormal since the death of that old man?
Well…never before, but in the last two weeks, I occasionally feel that someone around me is like a corpse, the kind that can awaken.Copstee asked half fear and half doubt, is this an illusion?
It matches Atru's statement, he did not lie... Klein glanced at Copstee's aura and sincerely reminded:
I suggest you go to church at least three times a week for mass and listen to prayer within the next two months.
If you don't want to do this, you can book yourself a tomb first.
OK… Coppstil responded disappointedly.
He thought that was a sign of his progress!
Klein thought about it and said in a commanding tone:
Take me to see the old gentleman's body.
Ah?All right.Copstee wanted to refuse, but instantly realized the reality.
He took the tools and led Klein out of the back door of the kitchen, into the withered garden, and stopped in front of a crooked tree.
Klein stood beside him, watching Coupsty skillfully dig out the dirt, revealing the slabs below little by little.
After getting the upper floor done, Coupsty used the tools to pry open the stone slab.
puff!
The stone slabs pressed on the dirt just now, and the unsightly tomb scattered with the crimson moon that faintly penetrated the clouds.
Copstee subconsciously stared at him, suddenly screamed, took a few steps back, and fell to the ground.
In the tomb, there were no rotten corpses or bones. The bottom layer was covered with white feathers, stained with light buttery white feathers!
Copstead was sitting on an easy chair in the living room, and a fireplace burning with charcoal in front of it.
As a senior teacher in the public school, he earns more than £4 a week, which is enough to make him live a very good life as a single person. However, the clothes he wears at home have a lot of patches sewn, and the tea cup on the table is also very simple.
Without taking off the wig, Coupsti’s most eye-catching thing is the towering cheekbones and the milder chicken breasts, which are a deformed state of bulging forward sternum.
On his knee was a collection of poems written in ancient Foxac, but he had not turned a page for a long time.
Copstee stood there in a focal distance, and suddenly heard someone chuckling in his ear:
I was very confused. You didn't escape and stayed at home. Aren't you afraid of the police coming?
The voice was low and hoarse, like a boy in the voice change period.
Copstee shivered for a moment and almost jumped out of the easy chair.
He suddenly turned his head and saw a figure sitting on the sofa a few steps away!
The figure was wearing a summer linen shirt and light trousers, and her face was hazy and unsightly.
You, who are you?What are you doing?Copstee asked repeatedly as she clasped the armrest.
Klein, who used his hallucination ability, leaned back, shook his hands, and spoke leisurely:
Last night, haha, it should be early this morning, I just saved you.
Save us?Seeing that the other party didn't seem to be too malicious, Copstee relaxed a little, you, are you the one in the woods?Have you solved the dead body we woke up?
While speaking, he moved quite hurriedly, showing obvious fear.
I definitely can't resist him if he can sneak in without my awareness... A similar thought flashed through Copstee's mind.
You guys are lucky enough that I just happened to pass by, otherwise there would be corpses on the ground, corpses torn into pieces.Klein smiled and said, "Go back to our question just now, I'm very curious. You dare to stay at home. Do you know what crimes you have committed?"
He confirmed from his performance before and after the resurrection ceremony of Coupsti, he was a rookie and could not have the skills to hide his true emotions. Therefore, he planned to find out the whole story by asking about the spirit vision, and at most he finally used divination to verify it.
I, I know, buying corpses privately and robbing other people's graves are all crimes that can get me in prison for more than ten years, and, moreover, I will definitely be punished by the church.Copstee, who looks less than 30, took a breath and said bitterly, "But as long as there is no big problem, the children and their parents won't report me, because they have done the same thing. Even if they have made meritorious service and reduced sentences, they will eventually be imprisoned for a period of time."
Oh.Coupsty laughed at herself, and some children had already told my parents about my identity. They asked a gangster to warn me and asked me to quit within a week and stay away from school. I agreed.
Klein nodded slightly:
It is a good thing to change the environment. Of course, don’t do anything like that anymore. Bewitching ignorant children commit crimes is a great evil deed.
No, never again. I actually didn't expect it to be so dangerous. I just saw that they had the same hobbies as me, so I thought of teaching them and leading them to find the mystery of eternal life. As for digging graves, many doctors did it a long time ago.Copstee sighed fearfully.
His emotional color fits his current state… It sounds like he is not like Ah, a member of the Spiritual Cult... Klein thought for a while and asked straightforwardly:
Where did you learn "spiritual dance"?
Spirit dance?Ah, I usually call it the death dance.Copstee was stunned at first, and then realized that this was what an old man taught me.
An old gentleman?Klein asked.
Copstee was in a daze with memories:
He was a homeless man who fainted at my doorstep due to serious illness.
I didn't know he was sick at the time, and thought he had just fainted, so I helped him home, warmed him up, and applied medicinal oil to him.
After he woke up, he asked me not to take him to a hospital or clinic, and mentioned that death was not the end.
I experienced the deaths of my parents and several relatives and was very interested in similar things, so I started chatting with him and found that he had profound knowledge and amazing philosophy in this regard. He seemed to be very satisfied with my curiosity, and finally even performed the miracle of killing a mosquito and waking it up.
At the beginning... I have read at least ten similar novels in my previous life. They all kindly picked up an old man who was about to die and went home, and then got an adventure... Klein's mouth twitched:
So, you left him at home?
Copstee Zheng said with a key point:
Yes, if it weren't for the lack of time, I even wanted to be his student.
Within those days, he taught me the dance of death and a lot of knowledge. Unfortunately, the time was too short. As soon as I entered the state, he died, leaving only a copper whistle.
Before he finished speaking, Coupsty took out a copper whistle with exquisite workmanship and no old appearance:
That's it.
I also have one... probably from the ancestor level... Klein complained and asked thoughtfully:
How long ago did this happen?What does he look like?Where did you bury him?
Half a year ago, his most obvious feature was his gray hair and red spots on his side. He asked me to bury him in the garden behind him.Copstee calculated the next date.
Not Mr. Azke, but he is probably a member of the Spiritual Cult, and the sequence may be quite low... Klein asked instead:
In addition to ‘spiritual dance’, have you learned that ‘resurrection ceremony’?
I had just learned half of that ceremony, and I could only gradually improve it based on the scattered knowledge and found folklore legends, and improve it again and again.Copstee replied very honestly.
Improve according to folklore?Oh, that pity-friendly black cat, may the goddess protect you... Crane resisted the urge to draw a crimson moon on her chest.
What else?He asked a question.
Well, there is also this copper whistle, which I think is the key to communicating with the world outside the senses.Copstee raised her hand and blew it, and sighed, Every time I finished blowing, I could feel the surroundings become cold, I felt someone was watching me, and I felt someone was pulling me...
While he was speaking, Klein, who was opening his spiritual vision, had patterns like water waves on the ground, and the cold breath filled with it, and the fire and lights dimmed a little.
Immediately afterwards, a skull with three dead fish eyes emerged, surrounded by black, arthropod tentacles.
A tentacle stretched out, sometimes touching Copstee's legs and sometimes pulling his clothes, looking quite impatient, but Copstee didn't respond at all, as if she didn't notice it at all.
Is this a messenger?The bronze whistle is all summoned by the corresponding messenger... What does it mean if you summon it but don't give it a letter?Klein was a little stunned.
At this moment, Coupsty looked at him excitedly:
Have you felt it?It became cold around!The gas lights have also become dimmed!
Really, someone is watching me and pulling me!
The thrilling messenger tried hard to touch Copstee, over and over again, but in the end he still didn't receive the letter and he had no choice but to get back to the ground.
Klein looked at the corner of his mouth with a twitching slightly, and silently muttered to himself in his heart:
I took back what I said just now, he is not a vegetable, he is a vegetable picking his feet.
He is not an extraordinary person at all!
I used to think he was the kind of person who had just started with mysticism, but now it seems that he hasn't even found the door yet...
The 'corpse collector' in the 'God of Death' path 9 can directly see ghosts and spirits...
Combined with Copstee's performance of commanding the zombies with a bronze whistle after the ceremony, Klein completely believed that he was not lying and couldn't help but sigh silently.
Immediately, he thought of a question:
If I wrote a note to the messenger just now, where would it be delivered?
A true member of the Spiritual Cult?Senior member?
Holding back on this thought, Klein nodded:
It's indeed getting cold.
After the response, he quickly changed the subject: Have you ever felt abnormal since the death of that old man?
Well…never before, but in the last two weeks, I occasionally feel that someone around me is like a corpse, the kind that can awaken.Copstee asked half fear and half doubt, is this an illusion?
It matches Atru's statement, he did not lie... Klein glanced at Copstee's aura and sincerely reminded:
I suggest you go to church at least three times a week for mass and listen to prayer within the next two months.
If you don't want to do this, you can book yourself a tomb first.
OK… Coppstil responded disappointedly.
He thought that was a sign of his progress!
Klein thought about it and said in a commanding tone:
Take me to see the old gentleman's body.
Ah?All right.Copstee wanted to refuse, but instantly realized the reality.
He took the tools and led Klein out of the back door of the kitchen, into the withered garden, and stopped in front of a crooked tree.
Klein stood beside him, watching Coupsty skillfully dig out the dirt, revealing the slabs below little by little.
After getting the upper floor done, Coupsty used the tools to pry open the stone slab.
puff!
The stone slabs pressed on the dirt just now, and the unsightly tomb scattered with the crimson moon that faintly penetrated the clouds.
Copstee subconsciously stared at him, suddenly screamed, took a few steps back, and fell to the ground.
In the tomb, there were no rotten corpses or bones. The bottom layer was covered with white feathers, stained with light buttery white feathers!
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