Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

　　 "You... are you? Why are you... here?"

　　 At the moment he turned his head, John suppressed the heart that was almost bursting out of his chest. And the figure behind that came into my eyes... what should I say? Although he was really taken aback just now, the appearance of the opponent here does not seem to be an accident to him.

　　 That's right, since the moment he never saw each other in the kitchen, John has always been mentally prepared to meet each other at any time.

　　 Of course, seeing an inhuman figure with many hands and feet in such a dark and gloomy scene is really not a good experience.

　　Perhaps the shock has not completely subsided. John didn't even notice it. This seems to be the first time the other party has spoken to him. Compared with the absolutely terrifying appearance, "her" voice is unexpectedly pretty good?

　　 "The master asked me to bury these human remains here, and engrave their names on their tombstones by the way."

In front of John, the corpse lady with an unfriendly name like "The Splicer" nodded slightly, and by the way, handed the chisel and hammer held in two of them forward, and gestured at him. a bit.

　　 "Uh...oh, is that so?"

　　 John didn't know what to say for a while, but judging from the current attitude of the other party, it seems that the other party...has no intention of investigating the matter of his presence here?

　　 He thought for a while, and simply squeezed a smile at the other party, and tentatively said:

　　 "That... worked hard, I just wandered around when I was full, and accidentally slipped here. If there is nothing wrong... I will go back?"

　　 While sloppy, John tried to walk two steps to the opponent's side. Seeing that the opponent did not seem to have any reaction, he wanted to walk past him like this.

　　 However, things didn't seem to go as smoothly as he thought.

　　 "Mr. Stewart, won't you stay longer?"

　　 John, who had walked to the back of the opponent's side, suddenly heard the sound that was still pleasant to the ear again, which made him, who was still fearful, stopped all of a sudden the pace he was trying to slip away.

　　 Then, the "lady" behind him even said something that made his scalp numb again—

　　 "...After all, it is said that most of the people buried here are friends and family of the husband, aren't they?"

　　 Yes, the other party clearly knows the identity of the owners of these tombstones, and seems to have some understanding of his relationship with these people.

　　 This also means that the living corpse sent White Night to bring him, John Stewart, from the ruins of the city to the east. Does it really have some purpose that he does not currently know?

　　 John, who has always been confused about the attitude of the living corpses toward him, can't help but start thinking about it at this moment... Even if he understands it, this is not the time for cranky thinking!

　　 Trying to avoid thinking so much, John regained his composure before turning around slowly, looking at the figure that had turned sideways to face him and said:

"People...always die, even me. Although I feel sorry and sad for their passing, but since you have buried them here, this is for them... I think it should be at least A good ending! Besides...that, I thank you on their behalf for all this done for them."

　　 John actually didn't know how complicated he was when he said these words. It was just his natural sleek instinct that allowed him to "do not say anything wrong" under the pressure of this "absolutely not safe" environment.

"I'm sorry, I don't actually understand the emotions of your human beings facing death. This is just doing things according to the master's instructions." The silhouette of the opposite living corpse lady did not move further, just stood there, extremely plain and plain. "So, maybe you should thank the master, but you certainly don't have to thank me... In addition, if you have to say, you can actually "hate" me, because their deaths are actually related to me."

　　 She didn't have any tone of voice, and she was all flat and straightforward, as if she was a piece of white paper with a lot of boring explanatory text. But these words made John's expression stagnate and his heart beat suddenly.

　　 "What did you say?" John stunned, "What do you mean?"

　　 "Don't you understand?" The other party said slowly, "The one who killed them can be regarded as my tribe for the time being-the ‘low-level living corpse’ in your mouth."

　　Yes, it is true, and she is right in this sentence! But John will wait until the other person finishes saying the last word before he will react.

　　Isn't it the walking corpses who killed these teammates? But why? Why didn't he even connect those walking corpses with these high-level living corpses in front of him for so many days?

　　 By the way, it is "wisdom"!

Perhaps it is because these high-level living corpses are terrifying in appearance, but in today's city of icicles, almost every object he has encountered is close to, equal to, or even surpassing human beings. Highly intelligent, this made him produce a subconscious that is almost illusion. So that every time I met Ru Baiye, such as the "living corpse elder sister", I subconsciously distinguished "them" from the low-level living corpses outside into two completely different, unrelated creatures.

And probably because of the existence of this "illusion", UU Reading www.uukanshu.com made him always hold a strange feeling these days, and even lost the direction and motivation to act several times. .

　　 But, this is obviously wrong, isn't it? These seemingly friendly humanoid creatures in front of us are all non-human "foreign races". Not long ago, they were the enemies of life and death to all human beings!

　　 Just as John suddenly woke up, all kinds of thoughts were lingering in his mind, but he heard that the living corpse lady in front suddenly spoke again:

　　 "But, Mr. Stewart, I have one more...maybe good news for you. Would you like to come and listen?"

　　 "What?" John asked subconsciously.

　　 "In the team that Mr. was in, there is still one person who may still be alive."

　　 Is this good news? of course!

　　 When John heard it, he didn't think about anything at all. He suddenly raised his head aside from everything, and looked over the other side's silhouette to the entire row of tombstones just now. Although the night was heavy, the outline could be seen more or less here, and he quickly counted it from left to right.

　　Because the tombstone hasn't been finished, Shicai hasn't noticed yet, the number of tombstones compared with the number of team members... is really one less!

　　 "Who? Who is it?" John thought so urgently.

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