Son of the Olden Days

After chewing and chewing on the fishbone, Melissa smiled contentedly at the corner of her mouth. She looked back at Saul with a smug look on her face, and then she suddenly froze.

Whether Saul was in pain, panic, or panic, it could be said that it was in Melissa's expectation, but he was smiling at the moment.

The immortal rest lamp on the old tree in the cemetery has been shining for many years, and the yellow halo spreads out in a circle, the farther and lighter, the lighter and farther away.

Sol stood so quietly at the edge of the light, grinning slightly, the seemingly focused but dull gaze made Melissa feel that he seemed to be looking at herself, and also seemed to be looking at something she couldn't see. .

A huge inexplicable fear instantly froze her, causing her to tremble suddenly, and the fish in her hand fell to the ground.

For a moment, Melissa even had an absurd idea in her consciousness.

"If the devil is in the world, it might be like this."

She shook her head subconsciously. Melissa, who was half-squatting, seemed to want to use her knees to support herself to stand up. The next moment she suddenly fell forward unexpectedly, and the tightly held box rolled out, and the fish was scattered all over the floor.

She lay on the ground and turned her head to look behind her with some doubts, her legs were still there, but why...

After wriggling **** the ground, Melissa finally managed to stand up, but before she could stand still, she suddenly felt that she had overlooked something.

At the moment when this thought passed through her mind, she finally accurately captured a strange feeling in her body that she didn't know when, and she was only looking at it right now.

"Goo...heh...cough."

She wanted to scream, she wanted to scream, but she could only utter some dry syllables.

She felt her body torn, mixed, and finally divided in confusion.

She felt magma rushing around in her body, but there was no pain at all, only a certain violence above the pain.

She suddenly raised her hand, sometimes covering her neck, sometimes covering her belly, and sometimes reaching out to Saul, without knowing what to express.

In fact, these are only Melissa's own hallucinations. From the perspective of others, there are only some irregularities on the surface of her body, as if the hollows left by the burning from the inside out. And not only the body, but also the clothes on the one-piece surface were not spared.

The cavities vary in size, some are bigger than an egg, and some are like a bean, scattered irregularly on the surface of Melissa's body. You can see clearly through those pitch-black cavities. The inside is empty. I don't know who hid the internal organs and bones.

Finally, Melissa fell forward again, throwing up dust.

Sol just stood so quietly, smiling quietly, watching quietly.

It wasn't until Melissa rolled, twitched, and was dying on the ground that Sol slowly stepped forward, grabbed her hair, and raised her head to a certain height.

Melissa raised her head slightly because of her hair being pulled, dark green blood spilled from the corners of her catfish-like mouth, bloodshot in her pupils, and her eyes rolled up desperately as if trying to see Sol's expression clearly.

It’s just that her gaze is too complicated, and Saul can barely understand part of it.

There must be fear and anger in that gaze, but the biggest ingredient is doubt, as if asking Saul why he did this.

Destined to get no answer, after all, it is so meaningful to die.

Lifting Melissa's head up again, Saul crouched down and bent his head down so that each other's heads were at the same height.

"I won't give you a chance to die in old age!" Saul said softly in her ear.

The next moment, a shimmering sharp dagger slashed across Melissa's neck with ease, like breaking through the softest part of a pachyderm.

Sol stood up and watched silently as the dark green blood sprayed towards the ground along the cut between Melissa's neck, and in a blink of an eye it gathered into a pool, making the sound of bubbles moistening the soil.

There seems to be a breeze blowing.

Saul tilted his head and saw Precia's back figure slowly blending into the darkness.

Shuggs, who had been on alert not far away, bent his fingers and rubbed his sweaty palms, and the thought that occasionally came to mind came up in his heart. Sometimes that fellow Sol was...very abnormal.

For example, now, he is standing quietly next to Melissa's body, holding a **** dagger in his hand, but twisting his head strangely to the side.

For the fact that Thor crossed the murder line before himself, Shuggs was not surprised at all, after all, Thor had already stated his vengeance declaration a few days ago.

It's just that Sol seems to be too calm at the moment, which is obviously not what he should have after the first murder.

But now is not the time to entangle these little things.

Finally, he glanced in the direction of the deserted backyard, Shuggs quickly approached Thor, took the dagger in the opponent's hand, and threw the dagger into the bushes with disgust.

Think of the terrible black holes in Melissa, the violent toxicity of the light of corruption is really shocking.

"What are you...looking at?" Shuggs asked with some uncertainty. He looked in the direction Saul was facing, and there was nothing but the deep darkness.

Saul turned his head blankly and shook his head.

"Actually you don't want to use a dagger..."

Glancing at the weird pool of blood on the ground, Shuggs said again.

Only by the violent toxicity of the light of corruption, even ten Melissas would have died too long, but Sol, perhaps out of emotion, made another cut.

This means that after handling the corpse, you have to turn your head back to bury the blood stains, and if you are not careful, this pool of blood stains is likely to leave the tail of your hand, which will become an extremely unstable factor or flaw in the future.

Although there was some trouble at the end, Shuggs just said something to ease the atmosphere at the moment. He could understand Saul's mood.

It is foreseeable that as the news of Melissa's disappearance spreads in the town, the relevant forces associated with her will definitely send people to investigate.

As for who came..., thinking about the freaks who could smell and lick around piles of feces, Shuggs shivered with a chill.

Squatting down, Shuggs turned Melissa's body to the front with some effort, then half-bended down and hung his arms around her plump legs and lifted it slightly off the ground.

"Let's do it." Shuggs said, looking at Saul, turning his head.

Thor, who had been watching the corpse in a state of thought, shook his head.

"The plan is about to change."

"...How to change?" Shuggs frowned and straightened up, his eyes revealed doubts, and soon turned into panic again.

Change the plan at the end, which means that unpredictable variables will rush toward you.

Their original plan was not complicated.

The trivial matter of food theft is a layout that Sol has been doing intermittently since the beginning of the spring, only to attract Melissa's attention and then trick her into a certain place when needed.

Looking at the entire Gray Screen Town, there is no way to go outside the town, and there seems to be no place for hands-on in the town.

So the two of them combined, and finally delineated the location of the hands in the backyard cemetery of the monastery. There are usually few people here except for the freaks of Sol and Shuggs, and it is not an exaggeration to say a place of death.

In the whole plan, in addition to throwing out false news to attract Melissa at an appropriate point in time, Shuggs also made sure that Melissa would not meet anyone during the process of rushing from the room to the cemetery.

If you meet an eyewitness halfway, Shuggs who is following will jump out in time to condemn Sol with Melissa, then it shows that the plan has changed, and naturally it will be another response.

After Melissa stepped into the cemetery, Shuggs was responsible for guarding the surroundings to ensure that no stupid would suddenly come to the cemetery to pee, or pull a nun to drill a skirt or something like that.

When Melissa fell down after being poisoned, Shuggs raised his leg and Sol raised his hand, dragged and moved the corpse to the edge of a dug pit in the cemetery, rolled the corpse inward and buried it and it was done.

This was done to create the illusion of Melissa's sudden disappearance.

As for whether the people who came to intervene in the investigation can find something based on the traces, that is a future matter, and it is beyond the control of Saul and Shuggs. Anyway, they will turn around after handling the corpse. Clean up the traces carefully.

The whole plan wasn't very precise, but it was fortunate that it went smoothly to the end.

But at the end of the moment, Saul suddenly proposed to change his plan, and Shuggs wondered if he was crazy.

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