Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　Old Jack didn't even listen to all the information Jenkins had said.

　　 "Can I apply directly?"

"Of course, don't you know who you are... Young people are always full of curiosity, as I was when I was young. Did Oliver talk to you about my youth? We know that In the second winter, everyone will go fishing by the river..."

　　 This is the adventure story of Old Jack and Daddy. The main content of the story includes strange bottles, inexplicable notes, strange addresses, missing men, and so on. By the time the story is finished, the night is already very deep. Jenkins and Chocolate are both unsatisfactory. They like this story very much.

　　 "Go to bed, it's getting late."

　　 Old Jack stretched out, then stood up and cleaned up the dishes with Jenkins.

　　 "But is the end of the story too sloppy? You found a big treasure from the pre-epoch, but because the cave collapsed, everyone only took one thing?"

　　 "Reality is always cruel, Jenkins, this is true, isn't it?"

　　 The old man shook his head and said, then looked at the worn-out notepad on the wall of the store in a daze, so he accidentally knocked over the pot with half of porridge on the side.

Early the next morning, Jenkins took his cat to the Church of the Sage in Shire. Most of the people in the church were not very clear about the identity of the foreign scribe, but the insiders were solemn and solemn. Apparently, he was kind to Jenkins subconsciously.

　　 He reported that he wanted to investigate the cemetery, and he stayed in the library to read. Half an hour later, news came that [The Church of Death and the End] agreed to cooperate with the investigation, but the investigation permit for the tomb would not be delivered until later in the afternoon, so Jenkins could find something to do by himself.

　　 "Why don't you go see the house where the doctor in the villa found the information!"

　　 Jenkins said to his cat, because Chocolate didn't say that he didn't want to go, so he set off happily.

　　 The house where the doctor temporarily stayed a few years ago collapsed due to the heavy rain in autumn. When Jenkins arrived nearby, he saw nothing but ruins.

　　 If it hadn't been for the news from Nolan to investigate here, even the ruins might not exist now. The preliminary investigation is over. There are no policemen and Orthodox church members nearby. Only a few children are happily ripping through bricks and stones, and throwing things away from their companions from time to time.

　　 It can be imagined that in half a year, the valuable things in the ruins have been picked up long ago. Jenkins didn't hold any hope at first, but he glanced at it and saw a small faint light.

　　 This represents the transcendental material that contains the spirit, and it is something that only the gifter can use.

　　 I looked around and saw that no one stopped me, so I thought about going straight over and digging out the things. But here was a busy street. He had just taken a step, and he felt that he was still a little bit too frustrated to dig through the garbage dump under the public.

　　 "Am I being too artificial?"

　　 He murmured a word, put his hands in his pockets and walked past the ruins, then turned into the alley.

　　 "Chocolate, it's up to you! Dig out the things in the southeast corner over there near the big tree!"

　　 He started to encourage his cat, and then he drew a look of disgust with Chocolate.

　　 "I know you are useless."

　　 He said something that made him dream again tonight, and then put on a black robe to transform his body, the image constantly flashed in the air, and the chocolate also changed his coat color like a game.

　　 Finally, the little boy ran out of the alley with a variegated stray cat.

　　 Of course there is no problem going through the garbage dump in the image of a child, as long as you are careful not to be regarded as a "land grab".

　　 What Jenkins saw was buried in the corner of the original house, and from the location, it is most likely also in the wall. Those things were not found by scavengers or the church because they were crushed by scattered stones and a whole stone slab.

　　 Jenkins tried to block the sight of others, burned a large hole in the stone slab with his palm, and took out the cloth bag below.

　　 Of course, he didn't forget to fill up the slate with [Read Write], otherwise it would be very unsightly.

　　 hid the things in his arms, slid into the alley next to him with the chocolate and changed back again, and then went to the small hotel where he had been several times before taking out the things in the cloth bag.

　　 Except for some powder and dry leaves of grass, it is all paper and books, and all are handwritten.

　　 looked at it roughly, and the content is somewhat related to the information seized from the doctor, and the handwriting is also the same. A book titled "Research on the Resuscitation of Human Blood Vessels to the Posture of the Undead after Awakening" contains a detailed record of a series of cruel human experiments.

　　 Doctor Shanzhuang’s research was probably carried out based on the information here, and the powder he used to turn living people into ghouls, Jenkins thought he might have gained some too.

　　 "But this person's characters are really ugly."

　　 He whispered, and Chocolate also greeted him with a cry of agreement.

　　 In the afternoon, Jenkins successfully obtained the permit to investigate the cemetery. [Death and the Church of the End] We have already greeted the old grave guards there, and Jenkins can go directly.

　　 If he needs help, the old tomb guard will provide assistance as much as possible. If it is still not enough, then he can deploy more people from the city.

　　 Jenkins and Chocolate came to the suburban cemetery for the third time. The first time was in the afternoon, the second time was in the morning, and this time it was dusk.

　　 The afterglow of the setting sun illuminates this peaceful and peaceful land, turning everything here into gold. Two crows flew over the sky in the distance, and the quack, which added a more sad and cold atmosphere to this somewhat bleak evening scene.

　　 When passing through the stone arch and stepping on the gravel path, the old tomb guard was already waiting at the door. This action belonged to the cooperation of the Church of the Sage and the Church of the Dead, so he took off the slightly worn clothes and put on the black robe of the grave guard. When he saw Jenkins walk in, he shook his head at him:

　　 "If you told me yesterday that you are the scribe of the sage, then there will be no more trouble today. Come with me, and I will take you to get the tools."

The so-called tools are shovel, shovel, crowbar, planks, and some simple ritual supplies. The old grave guard took these and took Jenkins back to the trainee makeup artist Prier Jones of the Silver Jasmine Opera Company who died last year. At the tomb, the two put their tools aside.

　　 The old man looked into Jenkins’s eyes and asked again:

　　 "Are you sure you want to open here?"

　　 "Do you have to open a tomb?"

　　 Jenkins still has some worries, worrying that once a shovel goes down, the magic on the coffin will directly turn two people and one cat into ashes.

　　 "Mr. William, do you have any better suggestions?"

　　 The old man asked helplessly, his expression seemed to be explaining to Jenkins a simple math problem:

　　 "Since you want to investigate here, the best way is to open the coffin. Of course, if you have a better idea, I won't object."

　　 The local church does not have any clear understanding of what Jenkins wants to do. In their opinion, this may be just a small "adventure" for young foreign visitors.

　　If it was Nolan at this time, and Jenkins offered to investigate something, then Miss Bevana might abandon everything in her hands to help him.

　　 The tomb he wants to explore now is just a tomb for ordinary people. The burial took less than a year, and it was still buried in a public cemetery guarded by grave guards from the dead church. This shows that the risk is extremely low, and Jenkins, as a third-level gift, should be able to cope with emergencies with the local grave guard.

　　 This caused the local church to make a very wrong judgment.

　　 But it is impossible for Jenkins to tell the church what happened here, after all, the underground may be the body of the saint. He can be an occasional "prophet" in mortal affairs, but it is impossible for mortal Jenkins to foresee in matters concerning the greats.

　　 "I feel the danger."

　　 He told the old grave guard this way.

　　 "Yes, I felt the danger from underground. It was a very strange feeling, similar to the feeling I felt when I was learning divination."

　　 He emphasized it again, hoping that the old grave guard can hear the "hint" in the sentence.

　　 "Have you studied divination?"

　　The tombkeeper immediately paid attention to this situation. He and Jenkins stood in front of the tombstone for a long time and thought about it. In the end, the two still didn't have the guts to open the tomb directly.

　　 But the cemetery keepers remembered the new situation. In addition to burying dead bodies, such public cemeteries also allow temporary storage of relics. Especially for this kind of cemetery filled with foreign visitors, it is common to keep the relics.

But in order to prevent unnecessary trouble, and to prevent the final cemetery from being filled with mess, the relics are generally stored for no more than two years. When the trainee makeup artist Prier Jones was buried, the three previous The weird woman who came to see her off did save something here.

"Ok......"

　　 Jenkins looked at the old man suspiciously, wondering if he should say something. His cat called from under the cedar not far away, and immediately scared away the annoying crow that had been calling.

　　 "Then. Why...you just remember it now?"

　　 "Yes, why?"

　　 The old man was also wondering, he patted his head, as if trying to drive away invisible mosquitoes:

"Just now when you mentioned not to open the tomb, I suddenly remembered this thing...Before this, there was really no memory at all, which is really strange. Oh, I want to swear to the great death , I definitely don’t want to be greedy for those poor people! This is really weird!"

　　 returned to the tombkeeper's hut and looked through the registration records. Miss Jones' relic was a small cosmetic case, but it was not locked. The box was stored by the tombkeeper on an iron shelf under the hut. On that shelf, in order of time, there were more messy things on it.

　　The old grave guard bluntly said that he had never opened the makeup case, and Jenkins' eyes couldn't see the strange light inside.

　　 He moved his cat away, slowly opened the upper cover of the makeup case, then slid the middle cover, and finally took out the damp-preventing cloth on the lower layer.

There is nothing inside 　　, but my fingers can clearly feel the small print engraved on the bottom wooden board. The basement lighting depends on the kerosene lamp in the hands of the old tomb guard. Standing here, you can't see the inside of the vanity case. The two had to return to the cabin with their makeup cases, and through the sunlight entering the window to see the content of the line:

　　 [Now, I allow you to open the tomb. 】

　　 Jenkins can guess his expression at this time without looking in the mirror. Unlike the puzzled grave guard, he must be very surprised now. This line is a permission for him to open the coffin.

　　 Apparently, someone left something for him in the coffin. And just with a word of "allow" can remove the protective mechanism of the coffin, leaving things behind is probably not a person, but a god.

　　 "The **** of music, half a year ago predicted that I would appear here at this moment?"

　　 He had guessed a long time ago that this is the false **** weaving a conspiracy, and Jenkins himself is one of the important chess pieces. Now this kind of thinking is getting clearer and clearer, although it is Hathaway's god, but Jenkins will not trust him because of this.

　　 But on the night of the end of the year last year, when I saw the [Wonderful Movement] that appeared on the basis of mortals, that goddess was really very friendly. Moreover, the priesthood of the God of Music is all biased towards art. It would be a little funny to say that he weaves a conspiracy to entrap the current [God of Lies].

"How is this going?"

　　 the tomb guard asked suspiciously.

　　 "Could it be...Is this sentence for you?"

"Yes it is."

　　 Jenkins nodded immediately, although his heart had turned thousands of times, his expression still remained calm:

"Yes, this is for me. I think my friend probably wanted to make a little joke with me. Although I don't know that Miss Jones, my friend does. Damn, I bet, The coffin is empty, Miss Jones is not dead at all!"

　　 Such an explanation is certainly not enough to explain the problem clearly. Although the grave guard did not ask more, Jenkins could clearly feel the suspicion.

　　 But that’s okay. Today is the third Sunday (17th) of this month, and tomorrow is a new week. At that time, the opportunity to lie twice a week will be available again, and it will be no problem to deceive this very low-level old man in front of him.

　　 Now that they got permission, the two of them came to the cemetery again with their tools in peace. Before starting to start, the old tomb guard prayed for a while, this is what must be done before opening the tomb. Jenkins told the purpose of opening this place. Together, the two sprinkled some fresh petals around the tomb before they could do it.

　　 "These flowers represent the boundary, the boundary between life and death. Although we may offend the dead for a while and go deep into the area of ​​death, death should not erode beyond the cemetery."

　　 the tombkeeper explained.

　　Chocolate watched the play peacefully on a tree beside it, while the two men were busy in the snow with shovels and shovel. The cat’s lying position is really comfortable now, the cold wind is covered by the tree trunk, the sparse branches above the head also block the sun, and you can see Jenkins just looking forward. This is the location of the crow just now. Chocolate scared the crow away in advance because he saw it staying here for a long time.

　　 Jenkins is the first time doing grave digging. It will be easier to work after taking off his gloves, but it is still a hard work. He felt that the digging speed of the old grave guard was much faster than him, and he had to admit that he was very professional in digging.

　　 From five o'clock in the afternoon to nearly seven o'clock in the afternoon, the square tomb and the coffin in it were really exposed. The appearance of the coffin is ordinary, it looks and feels wooden, but the color is bright golden yellow, which is really confusing.

　　 "I remember when I was buried, it didn't seem to be this color."

　　 The suspicion of the tomb guard has become more serious.

　　 used tools to remove the nails from the coffin, and came to the most important part of opening the coffin. Jenkins looked up at the noon sun. Although it is winter, it still emits light and heat.

　　 And if it was late at night, he would never open the coffin rashly.

　　 "Okay, let me come."

　　 A simple pulley lifting device built with wooden sticks and ropes has transported the coffin to the open space next to the tomb. Jenkins patted his hand, then slid the coffin cover away bit by bit.

　　 There was no vision of the sun being covered by clouds and the sudden violent wind, and no weird whispers and prayers ringing in my ears. Everything was normal. The sun lighted up a little bit from above and opened the coffin so that the shroud inside was clearly visible.

　　 After opening the sliding cover for about one-third of the distance, it is obvious that there are no corpses in it, unless the poor trainee makeup artist is curled up in the remaining two-thirds of the coffin.

　　 After the slide was opened to the halfway position, Jenkins saw the music box placed steadily in it, and pushed a distance away, which was a letter. At the position equivalent to the foot of the corpse, a delicate wooden short dagger was placed on the white interlining.

　　 That dagger is a complete wooden product, from top to bottom it is complete wood. But it seems that the workmanship is very delicate, but the size and appearance are somewhat like children's toys.

"Oh......"

　　 Jenkins couldn't help groaning/groaning, a strange feeling arose at the sight of the dagger. Obviously it was only the first time I saw this thing, but there was an unexplainable intimacy. It seems that this is a toy from a long childhood, and it is like jewelry that has been carried for many years.

　　 The cat on the tree squinted its eyes. Due to the power of the gods, even after the coffin was opened, it did not know what was inside. The appearance of the ancient gifted music box really surprised the cat, but it was not unexpected, but the wooden dagger...

"There are really no corpses in it? It's weird, it's so weird...Sorry, Mr. William, I have to report this to the church. The coffin buried in the cemetery is empty. This is a very serious accident."

　　 The golden light was very friendly, and the grave guard stunned him after speaking his own words. This was not Jenkins's method, but the coffin took the initiative to launch an attack.

　　 Jenkins supported the old man before he fell to the ground, and then asked him to lean against the tree where the chocolate was. This should also be one of the defense mechanisms. Since the **** knew that Jenkins would visit here someday in the future, there was no reason not to know that there was a mortal around him who had nothing to do with this matter.

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Chapter 868 Chapter 851 Life and Death

　　 Wanting to understand the reason why the old tomb guard was unconscious, Jenkins placed him under the tree, and then turned to continue to check the coffin.

The inside of the coffin is covered with white silk cloth. The middle and tail of the head are empty, music boxes and letters, and wooden toy daggers.

　　 This arrangement is very unreasonable. There should be something on the head of the coffin, and from the point of view of its location, it should be a very important thing. After thinking for a while, I guessed that it was the divinity that Jenkins had used, but I didn't know what the original form of existence was.

　　 He hesitated, and chose to take out the letter first while holding the coffin board. No information was left on the envelope, it was not even sealed, it was simply folded.

The content inside 　　 is only a piece of paper, and on the paper are three short sentences written in delicate fonts:

　　【The head is reward. 】

　　【Central, please give it to my followers. 】

　　【Please save the world with your feet. 】