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- It was late at night, and the new cemetery was getting colder and colder. The breeze blowing was enough to make people shiver, so the loud collapse sound spread far away with the wind. When Oliver was still dizzy and full of stench, inside the "Tombkeeper" cabin The corpse buryer had already ran over quickly.
Then, his roar woke up Oliver who was knocked unconscious: "Damn bastard, look at the good things you have done! If you can't fill this place tonight, I will fill you in! X!"
He cursed, looked at the confused Oliver fiercely, then spat at Oliver and turned back to the cabin.
The sticky spit hit Oliver's forehead, making him so disgusted that he almost vomited, but soon, the almost came true. He opened his mouth and vomited heartily to the side, all the food he had eaten for the day spurted out. Bile welled up.
Because he found that his whole body was covered with corpse water and sticky rotten flesh, with his left hand holding a half-rotten intestine and his right hand holding a strong leg bone.
Such a scene is simply more revolting and nauseating than any nightmare!
Oliver hurriedly threw the intestines, stomach bags, leg bones, etc. aside, holding his breath, resisting the smell of corpses and decay that was many times stronger than usual.
Suddenly, a light blue light flashed away, attracting his attention.
"Huh" Oliver is a person with keen senses. He looked at the angle of his gaze just now and was shocked to find that the leg bone had cracked many small gaps, and a faint blue light shone in the gaps.
Curiosity and anticipation made him forget about the filth and stench, and his own situation, and even his movements became gentle.
He carefully moved to the leg bone and slowly picked it up.
There is really blue light overflowing inside!
Oliver has experienced many hardships and has matured a lot. At this time, he did not directly check what they were. Instead, he followed several corpses to the edge of the grave and looked around. After confirming that no one was around, he opened the surface of the leg bone along the small gap.
Pieces of broken bones fell to the ground, and the light as blue as lake water dyed the area hazy and dreamy. Slowly, a light blue short staff with a crystal-clear body appeared in Oliver's hand.
"This. What is this?" Oliver's mouth was half-opened, a little confused about where he was.
Then his first thought was to hide this short stick, which was of great value at first sight, to prevent it from being discovered by George and other buryers.
"All property found from the corpse will be given to George, who will distribute it uniformly, and honor the city hall officials and priests in charge of the new cemetery. Therefore. On several occasions, the valuable things that Oliver discovered from the hiding place of the corpse were robbed by George. Even his salary was withheld by George as an excuse to deduct the money used to buy him, and he was only guaranteed two meals a day. Satisfied.
Oliver just wanted to bury the short staff nearby and dig it out in exchange for money when he hopes to escape. But suddenly he discovered that the short staff, which was light blue and crystal clear and looked like it was made of condensed sea water, was engraved with densely packed words.
As a young man interested in a theater career, Oliver has been studying various texts since he was a child and learning the customs and cultures of different countries. Therefore, he recognized at a glance that this was the Sylvanus language, the three common languages ??of the ancient magic empire. one!
"If it weren't for the information given by Mrs. Audrey, I would only know a few words in this area" Oliver's mind was spinning with inexplicable thoughts at this time, and he read a few sentences. I found the correct reading order and found that this was actually a "Meditative Method", and at the end it also recorded the location where the owner of the short staff hid his treasure!
"'Earth, Fire, Feng Shui' elemental meditation method, magician's meditation method?" Oliver has also heard many stories about bards, and has watched many dramas in which evil magicians persecuted nobles and commoners, and were eventually killed by clergy and nobles. The content of the joint defeat has led to some speculation about the origin of "Meditation Method". "Could it be that some magician carved the location of his treasure on his staff before he died, and then hid it in his corpse, or in the thighs of other people's corpses Maybe, maybe he had been burned to death by the Night Watch Maybe He wanted to leave it to a specific person. But that person never came again"
Oliver has had a romantic spirit since he was a child, and has an unknown yearning for the mysterious and strange magicians who are being hunted and oppressed. Of course, as a devout believer who has been baptized and nurtured, he has repeatedly confessed that he has such a mentality and does not Do any act of depravity and evil.
But everything he encountered in Rentat made him doubt the Lord from the bottom of his heart:
Why didn¡¯t the Lord protect me when I was suffering like this? Why would the Lord¡¯s shepherds be in cahoots with villains like George? Why can clergy, nobles, and wealthy people be buried in separate tombs and coffins?In the cemetery of coffins, and no matter how devout the poor are in their faith, their corpses can only be thrown into such a grave?
Is this the justice of the Lord?
"In this case, why can't I use magicians to get out of my current predicament?
As long as no one knows about it in the future, as long as I become a rich man in the future, I will still be the most devout believer of the Lord?
Emotions such as desire and resistance struggled fiercely in Oliver's heart, but the church-style education he received since childhood made him finally choose to hide the short stick, and use it in exchange for help when he meets priests and night watchmen in the future to escape the miserable world. After all, once he becomes Magicians will either fall into the endless pursuit of the church in the future, or they will worry and be afraid all day long and not know the joy of life.
After hiding the short stick next to the tombstone and leaving a special mark, Oliver limped towards the collapsed grave. He had to fill it up tonight, otherwise he would definitely get beaten.
"Oh, I can't sleep tonight" Oliver had just thought about it when suddenly there was a huge force behind him, causing him to fly into the air and fall heavily into the mud. He felt pain all over his body, especially his back.
¡°You fucking lazy guy, you haven¡¯t worked yet! Do you want me to beat you to death?
Oliver could only follow his previous experience of being beaten, tightly protecting his head with both hands, shrinking his body like a shrimp, and letting his fists and toes fall like raindrops.
After a while, Goodson, the corpse buryer, seemed to be tired from beating him. He took a few breaths and said, "Get up and work! Otherwise, I will throw you down!"
After saying that, he didn¡¯t wait for Oliver to answer, and staggered towards the tombkeeper¡¯s hut. He didn¡¯t see Oliver¡¯s ferocious expression at all, and his bloodshot eyes staring straight ahead. Staring at the tombstone with a special mark.
If you continue like this, you will die sooner or later. Anyway, you will die, and I will drag you with me even if I die!
He slowly got up, walked to the tombstone, dug out the short staff, hid in the grave and looked at it carefully. Memorize the content and hide it in your chest.
Then, he climbed out of the grave, picked up the shovel dropped by Goodson, and sprinkled soil into the grave.
After doing this for half an hour, he picked up the shovel. With a faint flush on his face, he walked toward the "Grave Keeper" hut, walking very lightly, as if he was afraid of waking up the "Corpse Keeper" Goodson.
Entering the hut, Goodson asked vaguely: "Are you done with the work?"
Isn¡¯t it too fast?
"This shovel is a bit dull, let me change it." Oliver's voice was broken and timid.
Goodson scolded him as a bastard and said, "Be sure to sharpen both shovels after you finish your work."
They can¡¯t afford iron tools. This is issued by the city hall.
"Yeah." When speaking. Oliver had already walked behind Goodson. The light of the silver moon shined on Oliver through the empty window without glass or window paper, dyeing him a silvery white color and making the opposite wall highlight a man holding a shovel high. The black figure!
The shovel fell heavily.
ah!
Goodson¡¯s scream was only half-sounding, and then it stopped abruptly. He never expected that rich boy who cherished his life. That stupid young man with no strength, that cowardly guy who only knows how to lie to girls, actually dared to directly fight him!
Although he was not asleep, he did not expect such a discovery at all!
There was panic on his face, and his eyes were wide open, unable to close.
Oliver supported his body with a shovel dripping with blood, and spit hard on Goodson's head.
"Are you fierce? Very fierce? Stand up? Aren't you going to bury me? Come on. Come on and bury me!" Oliver asked frantically.
After a few minutes, he gradually calmed down, leaned over and plundered dozens of copper fils from Goodson's body, and then replaced his dirty clothes with his clothes.
after. Oliver held the shovel and held down the short staff hidden in his clothes with his left hand. He walked out of the tombkeeper's hut with a solemn and gloomy expression, and slowly blended into the darkness outside.
The wind suddenly became violent and the night became darker. There was no one in the new cemetery, only bones on the ground.
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Shirley rushed to the village in a panic, but before she could go to Vicente's house, she was stopped by a peasant woman from the territory.
"Miss Shirley, don't, don't go there, Vicente, Vicente is actually a magician! Fortunately, you are not married yet!" the peasant woman said in panic and relief.
Boom, Shirley seemed to be hit by a muffled thunder, her head was dizzy and she pulled the peasant woman: "Vicente?How can Vicente be a magician? "
Has the night watchman arrived?
"Miss Shirley, you don't know how terrifying it was just now. There were so many corpses hidden in Vicente's basement. He is really, really a terrifying evil magician! Thanks to the church's gentlemen who noticed it" This peasant woman can be said to be eloquent. The good way was described quite clearly, but Shirley was shaken by it.
"Where is Vicente? Has he been caught?" Shirley tried hard to control herself from fainting.
The peasant woman looked frightened: "No, I heard that she went to the swamp early in the morning!"
Phew, Shirley breathed a sigh of relief, as long as Vicente is alive, there is still a chance!
It seems that because of the excitement last night, he went to the swamp early in the morning to look for special herbs. Fortunately, fortunately!
Shirley finally got rid of the peasant woman and hurried back to the manor. She really wanted to go to the swamp in person to tell Vicente to hide for a while and wait until her father settled the matter before returning. Anyway, he was not a magician and would hand over his magic when the time came. A book would be enough, but she was very self-aware and knew that as a noble lady, she was completely unfamiliar with the area near the swamp. If she went there by herself, not only would she not be able to notify Vicente, but she would probably get stuck there.
Therefore, she planned to ask her bodyguard to inform him. Before the bodyguard knew the news about Vicente being investigated, she asked him to inform Vicente to avoid him, on the pretext of avoiding the revenge of several nobles.
As soon as she walked into her garden, Shirley suddenly saw a figure jumping out.
"Shirley, do you think this flower is beautiful? I found it in the swamp!" Vicente looked happy and expected praise, holding a bouquet of scarlet flowers in his hand. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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