13 Mink Street

Pu'er watched Karen hang up the phone, and said: "It's really interesting that you are monitoring yourself as an eyeliner."

"This is also a kind of peace of mind, it should be introspection."

"Well, that sounds like a high awareness."

"Scroll, can I finish it in three days?"

"Yes, that's right, if it wasn't for the fact that Stupid Dog and I needed to catch up on sleep while we were making it, we could finish it in three minutes with all the materials ready.

We imprinted our spiritual imprint in it, so that it will be much more convenient for you to learn. I think with your understanding, you can learn it as soon as you make it, just like Diss back then. "

The current Pu'er has completely regarded Karen as the previous Diss, and the standard of judging and judging has long been corrected.

It's just that it also knows that what Karen wants to take is not the path of Diss, so it will be very difficult in the general direction, but in the details, the speed will still be astonishing.

"You have worked hard. When the scrolls are finished, I will take you to the Funeral House. By the way, I plan to redecorate the Funeral House and make a reconstruction. I will ask Alfred to do the design. Your needs are also in line with He mentions it."

"Just build a kennel in the yard, anyway, I'll sleep with you in the master bedroom."

"Wow!!!"

The next day, Alfred officially followed Karen into the Pavaro Funeral Society. Pique and Dincombe regarded Alfred as Karen's subordinate, and Alfred was not polite at all. He directly regarded the two of them as his own helpers, and ordered them to arrange the mourning hall with him.

The two originally fantasized that a newcomer would be able to squeeze at will, but they didn't expect that the status of the two of them in the funeral society was -2.

But the work enthusiasm of the two has indeed improved a lot, and they are no longer listless and dazed to the sky when they are doing things like before. After all, they now have something to look forward to.

The original Mr. Pavaro was indeed an excellent and competent judge, but if his subordinates did not have the same level of thinking as him, they would not think he was a good boss.

It took a day, and the layout of the mourning hall was basically completed, with white as the main tone, and many elements of "blood" and "love" in literary works were added to the details, which was romantic and warm without losing solemnity.

Karen just went out for a stroll at night, and she has nothing to dissatisfy with. In terms of "style", Alfred is absolutely trustworthy. After all, he is the man who almost used the surname "Sao".

Karen spent the whole day reading his notes in the study, and finally finished reading all of Mr. Pavaro's work notes;

Of course, it is impossible to become a mature and experienced judge after reading the notes, but at least the logic of the process is clear.

In addition, he also specially brought a few notebooks of Mr. Hoffin to read, focusing on the records about bloodthirsty strange monsters. The main objects of Mr. Hoffin's notes are the major churches, and he is only introducing the strange monsters and family belief system The church will pass by, so it is a bit complicated to find information. Of course, it can also be said that from the perspective of Mr. Huofen, the family belief system and strange monsters are not worthy of a separate biography.

There is a very interesting record in it. The Principle God Sect once studied a very high-level bloodthirsty strange monster, but it didn't specify which family it belonged to.

The description of "very high level" is difficult to appear in Mr. Hoffin's notes, because he prefers to use pure words to record, rather than adding the adjective "probably".

This can only show that the level of this bloodthirsty strange demon who was used by a group of researchers of the God Sect to do slice research must have reached a certain level.

Mr. Hoffen transcribed a research record, and they found that the higher the bloodthirsty level of bloodthirsty strange demons, the more likely they were to be lost.

【Lost】, not 【Pollution】.

Pollution refers to the passive acceptance of external influences, while disorientation refers to some kind of cognitive confusion within oneself.

There will be "lostness" in the church and family belief systems. For example, Mr. Mike directly blew up his legs in order to follow and imitate his ancestors. This is also a manifestation of loss.

Mr. Huofen recorded that there is a lot of consciousness in the bloodline of the high-level bloodthirsty strange demon family, which makes it easier for them to obtain the opportunity to communicate with their ancestors. Excellent clansmen can continue to advance in this "communication". It's like "divine enlightenment", and mediocre people are destined to lose their self-awareness at a certain stage of life, amidst the constant murmurs of their ancestors in their hearts.

However, they have also developed some medicines that can suppress this "whispering" of the blood.

So, Elisa, who is about to hold a funeral here, is because she left the family, lost the supply of potions, and was unable to suppress the "voice" of the ancestor in her blood, and finally went into a loss unavoidably?

After figuring out the cause and effect, when he walked out of the study and passed the locked workshop, Karen couldn't help but stop, and somewhat respected the bloodthirsty strange lady lying inside.

Knowing that if he leaves the potion, he will probably be lost, but he still runs away from the family for love;

Feeling that he was about to fall into a loss, he chose to commit suicide early because he was afraid of hurting ordinary people.

Karen couldn't help but try to empathize. If he encountered a similar situation, what choice would he make?

Thinking about it, Karen shook his head;

There's no way to switch positions, because he's always avoided putting himself in that situation.

The advantage of being your own boss and an employee is that you can leave work when the time comes;

It is Dincombe who is responsible for the snoring watch tonight;

When I went out, I didn't meet the blue car from last night.

Back home, Karen looked at the phone.

"Master, do you need to call to report?"

The caring Alfred has already squatted down, pinching the phone line with both hands, his eyes are about to turn red.

Karen hesitated.

It stands to reason that he shouldn't report so frequently, because the other party just regards himself as a random eyeliner, a plastic eyeliner;

Unless you want to create an image that you are a jumping dog, eager to become a member of the Whip of Order team.

But Karen doesn't like this kind of image. If there is a choice, everyone likes to be noble.

but……

Karen still dialed that number, and nothing happened today.

"Hi, hello." A woman's voice.

"I'm Karen, I have something to report to the captain."

"Hi, I'm Neo."

so fast.

Karen had an image of Neo sitting next to the woman, seemingly waiting for the phone call.

"Captain, the funeral has been arranged, and the funeral will begin at eight o'clock tomorrow night."

This is a very nonsense report, but Neo on the other end of the phone did not show any impatience, and it is not to blame Karen who also needs to make an additional report on this call.

Karen continued:

"The funeral arrangement uses white as the main tone..."

Karen introduced the arrangement of the funeral, and the other end of the phone did not interrupt him, and kept listening quietly.

After Karen finished his report, the other end of the phone was silent for a while, and said:

"Okay, I know."

The tone has changed, are you suppressing some kind of emotion?

Karen captures this keenly.

This doesn't mean that Neo, as the captain of the Whip of Order, doesn't know how to hide his emotions, but that what he faces is just an inconspicuous eyeliner that has been arranged casually. From his perspective, he is not in front of Karen. Caution is necessary.

"I will continue to pay attention, Captain."

"Um."

Karen hung up the phone.

Alfred also stood up, and the color of his eyes returned to normal.

"Is it just a simple friend?"

"Master, do you think Captain Neo and Elisa are not that simple friendship?"

"Um."

"But didn't that man say last night that he fell in love with Miss Elisa and escaped from the manor?"

"Alfred, do you know why stories about young ladies falling in love with servants and escaping from the family are so popular?"

"Forehead……"

"Because under normal circumstances, it is impossible for a young lady to take a fancy to the servants at home."

At this time, Karen saw Pu'er yawning and walked out of the bedroom, and asked directly:

"Pu'er, would you fall in love with a servant in Allen Manor?"

"are you crazy!"

"Look, this is reality."

Pu'er rubbed his eyes with his cat's paw, and asked in confusion, "No, what were you talking about just now?"

"nothing."

"But you asked me this question inexplicably, which makes me very curious about the content of your conversation."

"Don't be curious, because cats who have never been in love are not qualified to participate in this topic."

"..." Pu'er.

At this time, Little John handed a glass of ice water to Karen. Karen took the ice water with his left hand and touched his head with his right hand. Little John showed a simple and honest smile on his face.

"It's fine during the day tomorrow, Alfred, go and go through the admission formalities for him."

"Okay, master."

"..." Little John.

The next day, Karen went downstairs after washing up. Today he woke up a bit late, because today's work is at night, and it's okay to go to the funeral home early during the day. Alfred is not at home now, and he is sending Little John to school up.

When she went downstairs, Karen saw Hilly was kneeling on the ground and mopping the floor with a rag, her buttocks in jeans were well wrapped;

Karen could only consciously look away, and at the same time lamented that this was really an invigorating morning.

"Master, you are up, breakfast is on the table."

"Isn't there a mop?"

"The mop isn't cleaned like this." Shirley stood up, "I'll warm up the milk for you."

Karen sat down and began to eat breakfast.

Xi Li brought over the hot milk and said, "Master, I saw a group of people in white robes on the road today, they looked a little scary."

"You saw it too? Where?"

"On the road outside my house."

"Then be careful when you commute to get off work."

"I know, master, I always go around them." Shirley shrugged, "Actually, I know why they hate us so much, because they think we rob them of their job opportunities.

But who told Wayne's army to come into our country? "

Karen took a bite of the fried egg and said nothing.

"Master, tell me how long it will take before we can live equally like them. Mr. Luther is organizing us to demand legislation to give us the status of citizens and stop discrimination against us.

My parents also received flyers yesterday, and my younger brother was very excited. He regards Mr. Luther as his idol. "

"Hey Li, do you think discrimination will cease to exist in an instant after the legislation forbids discrimination?"

"Isn't it? Well... it should be; um... maybe."

Karen restrained his tone, smiled and said:

"But at least it's a good direction to go."

"Yes, sir, you are right."

After breakfast, Karen came to the study, found a copy of "The Time of Sleepiness", and read it.

Pu'er and Kevin are still sleeping soundly. They are rubbing a little bit now, so they need to catch up on sleep. After waking up, eat something to continue rubbing and then go to sleep. Probably the day after tomorrow, their two spell scrolls will be completed. Hurry up. If it's one o'clock, it will be finished tomorrow night.

Basking in the sun, looking at it, Karen found himself a little sleepy. This book is the author's autobiography. It tells what he sees and hears every day when he sits in the town when he grows up. He is really worthy of this book Name, you will get sleepy after watching it for a long time.

Karen stood up and changed another book from the bookshelf, "Rozin's Secret Diary".

This book is very interesting. The author is a deceased poet of Wayne, who is very famous. His poems were even selected into the student textbooks at one time. Ten years later, this edition of the diary was published, causing his reputation to take a turn for the worse, and he was greatly criticized by the current trend.

What is recorded in the book is that he fell in love with his wife and got married. The early stage described how sexy his wife was, and then when his wife took off her clothes and stood in front of him, his heart was calm;

Then there is his underground relationship with many celebrities and wives, telling how they met and how they developed, including what they are good at and what they are obsessed with;

During the period, there was also his wife's extramarital affair. The Earl of a certain wealthy businessman launched an offensive against his wife, and how did he respond.

When you read this book, you will naturally have an idea that the upper class seems to be a "dirty miasma" composed of a group of miasmas;

It seems that they are not doing their business every day, and they are only thinking about the matter on the bed.

The book was very thin. After reading it, Karen closed the book and looked at the floor lamp beside the desk.

softly said:

"Order—guard the wall."

Three black walls appeared, and under the influence of this energy mechanism, the figure of an old man also appeared in this study.

"Oh, I feel like we haven't seen each other for a long time." The old man said to Karen with a smile.

"Well, I've been a little busy lately."

"What are you busy with? I mean, if you're bored and want someone to talk to, I'm willing to listen."

"I'm not busy with anything."

Karen didn't want to tell him that he was busy cheating the remnants of Guangming a while ago, almost driving them out of York City.

"I've read this book too." The old man saw the "Rojin's Secret Diary" that Karen put on the desk. The publisher published the book in his name."

"What do you think?" Karen asked.

"I think this should be true, poets, there must be some unexpected ideas, such as publishing a book after his death to destroy his image, he may find it very interesting.

In addition, I heard that in the original version, the author also wrote that he had an extramarital affair with the Queen, but the author himself did not expect that the Queen herself was still alive fifty years after his death, so this part was written deleted. "

"The queen is dead."

"Oh, yes, finally died, how did he die?"

"I don't know, probably from old age."

"Well, it's almost there."

"I want to ask you something, there is some light power in my body."

"I saw, there are many things in your body."

"Can the power of light be transformed into the power of other systems?"

"No, it can't. The power of light is unique, but its characteristic is tolerance, so it can be used as a transformation and imitated."

As Puer said, the converter.

"However, this kind of conversion is actually not very effective, because the light itself has supreme magic and profound meanings, and there is no need for it to be greedy for outsiders."

"Then do you believe that now that I go out on the street to preach with the blessing of light, I will die in my own bed the next morning?"

"The decay of the light is a law, just like the sun rises and sets, so I firmly believe that the light will eventually rise again."

"Then why did you run away yourself? Why didn't you wait in York City to watch the sunrise?"

"I just went to the colony, to sow the seeds of light, it's so boring to lie in bed and wait for the sun to come up, isn't it?"

"I'm also good at making up your kind of rhetoric."

At this time, the sound of the door opening came from downstairs, and it was Alfred who had returned.

"Okay, I still have something to do, let's talk next time."

"Hope everything is fine with you."

"Um?"

"Because people subconsciously want light when they are restless in their hearts, but it should only be a trivial matter, because if it is a big matter, people are not in the mood to find light."

"You talk too much."

"Okay, I look forward to the next communication." The figure of the old man dissipated and returned to the study.

Karen walked out of the study and went downstairs.

"Master, Little John has already entered school. It's not far from here. He can go to and from school by himself every day. In addition, I have moved Mrs. Lake and the two young ladies of the Pavaro family to a nearby hotel according to your instructions."

"What didn't Mrs. Lake ask?"

"No, I told her that changing places occasionally would help the ladies' physical and mental health, and she at least seemed to believe it."

"OK."

"Master, shall we go to the funeral club now?"

"Let's go."

The second-hand black Pens drove out of the apartment complex, and soon arrived at the Pavaro Funeral Society in the Blue Bridge community.

"Master, at the funeral tonight, don't you become Mr. Pavaro today?"

"No change, mainly because I have a hunch that something may happen tonight."

"It turns out that you have been worrying about this, young master."

"Well, the main thing is that if you become Mr. Pavaro, if something happens, you can't run away, you can only bite the bullet."

Karen shrugged and cursed:

"This damn character."

——

And at night.