The Master of the Strange Realm

She was stunned there. Even though she had already made plans in her heart, she still felt mixed emotions when she really found out.

Sad? No, it's not worth being sad, this is what she wanted;

Happy? No, not happy, she was indeed betrayed;

Angry? No, she couldn't be angry, she couldn't feel any anger;

Excited? No, she wouldn't be excited, she wasn't mentally abnormal;

Anxious? No, it's not worth being anxious, she even wanted to laugh for no reason.

The shudder appeared from her scalp, extending from top to bottom to the soles of her feet. This reminded her of the excitement when she first saw the sea, and the loneliness and fear when she was hiding in the quilt and reading horror stories when she was a child.

Even if she didn't see it, she knew that there must be a layer of small bumps on her fair skin at this time.

Just like this, "spying" on the two people hugging, she suddenly saw Jenkins actively push Hathaway away, and then hurriedly pulled open his clothes to check the condition of Chocolate - the cat didn't move for a long time, and the man thought it was dead.

Britney suddenly wanted to laugh, but she knew that this occasion was not appropriate. She felt a little sad, but also very lucky. No matter what she would encounter in this life, at least, she really met two right people.

She reached out and wiped the corners of her eyes, then lowered her head to tidy up her clothes, and deliberately knocked on the floor with her high heels to remind the two people on the other side of the curtain.

Britney walked from behind the curtain to the front of the stage with a smile from the bottom of her heart, and the lights above her head sprinkled down, also covering her. Hathaway and Jenkins stood side by side waiting for her to come, and the shadows of the three people approached little by little.

"Meow~"

Okay, the shadows of the three people and the cat approached little by little.

When he said goodbye to everyone and turned to leave the opera house, Jenkins' keen inspiration told him that just now, something very important happened. But he didn't know what happened, and he didn't know that Britney was just a little bit away from discovering the extraordinary secret.

Turning and looking at the theater behind him, Jenkins knew that he would come here again, but he didn't know if it would be such a complicated night next time.

But don't worry that this interesting night will end like this. You can't go back now, because a pair of young men and women who are about to elope are waiting for them to say goodbye.

Chapter 754 Chapter 739 Britney's Stage View

Seeing off a friend who eloped was really a very fresh thing. Jenkins had never thought that he would be involved in such a thing. This shows that he has really made great efforts for his social life, although it is difficult to define whether this kind of thing can be considered social.

The three of them got on the carriage again at the door of the opera house. This carriage was hired by Hathaway and is said to be completely reliable. The coachman was a silent middle-aged woman, but because of his tall figure, Jenkins initially thought it was a man.

After the carriage left the brightly lit opera house, it drove into the vast darkness. The fog was lingering outside the window, and the air tonight was particularly bad. Before getting on the carriage, Jenkins glanced at the sky and found that both moons were covered by dark clouds floating in the distance, so he wanted to express a sigh like "a dark and windy night for murder."

But fortunately, he was still rational and knew that saying such words at this time would easily cause trouble.

Jenkins had heard about Miss Rick and Garcia more than once in the club last year. After the recent vacation at the Blizzard Mountain Resort, he got to know these two people of the same age better.

He didn't know whether he should admire Rick and Garcia's courage or hate them for evading responsibility. But he also had no right to make comments. Jenkins was very clear about his position in this incident. He and Chocolate were just joining in the fun.

The train station and the opera house were both on the outskirts of the city, but in different directions. After obtaining the consent of the passengers in the car, the driver took them along the path on the edge of the city instead of crossing the city.

After all, this trip could not attract attention. The more low-key the elopement, the better.

The moon still had no intention of showing the clouds. On the contrary, the fog outside the car was getting thicker and thicker. Jenkins could only close the car window to prevent the smelly air from rushing in, but it was hard to say whether it was useful.

Britney was still excitedly talking to Hathaway about Jenkins' new book and the opera just now. She looked so beautiful with a rosy face. When talking about opera, Britney expressed her opinion on the stage:

"This is really good. I mean, the opera just now is really good. Jenkins, you have created a nearly perfect suspense stage. Whether it is a criminal or a detective, you can fully play yourself on the stage."

The road in the suburbs is not easy to walk, and the carriage occasionally bumps. Because Jenkins sat opposite the two ladies, he had to pay attention to help them up in time, otherwise there would be awkward contact.

"Yes, the closed carriage is indeed a perfect stage."

Hathaway also nodded in agreement.

"The stage should be built like this. This is an extremely small space, but it has to show a huge story. I think this is the same as the theory of the poet Rawls: condense and process art, and then show it."

Britney said a name that Jenkins didn't know, but he still pretended to understand and nodded constantly.

"Although the size of the stage is limited, the story on the stage can be unlimited. This is the charm of opera. I like your...opera, Jenkins, I really like it."

Jenkins swore that she paused on purpose. His heart almost stopped beating just now. He glanced at Hathaway quietly. Her expression was normal, as if she hadn't noticed anything.

"Change the subject quickly. This is too dangerous."

Jenkins reminded himself in his heart, first looking at the faint light of the kerosene lamp, and then looking at the fog outside the window:

"It seems that the Kingdom's Air Protection Act is useless."

Jenkins complained in a low voice, hoping to bring up the topic. But Britney rarely cares about current affairs, and Hathaway, who cares about current affairs, can't show this in front of the blonde girl, so neither of them responded to his words.

He scratched his hair awkwardly, trying to find a new topic in a hurry. Unexpectedly, Britney also had such a plan. Perhaps she also realized the inappropriate pause just now. Her ability to change the subject is much better than Jenkins:

"Have you heard that the fog around the city is sometimes even thicker than the fog in the city at night, and some interesting strange stories have appeared in the countryside."

"What are those strange stories?"

Hathaway asked with interest. She didn't react like this when Jenkins spoke just now.

"Walking skeletons, resurrected corpses. Those are very common horror stories, but combined with the unusual thick fog now, it is indeed very interesting."

Jenkins and Hathaway looked at each other. Both of them had heard about the dead at Mr. Hood's party. The former had encountered it more than once, so he naturally knew that this was not just a simple rumor.

Since the illegal psychic incident, this was the first time that Jenkins heard supernatural things from the blonde girl. Of course, he opposed Britney's contact with the extraordinary. After all, he still remembered the last psychic incident, but at this time she seemed to just talk about it as a new thing, not wanting to explore it in depth.

Using her eyes to signal Hathaway to say something, she pretended not to understand and let Jenkins speak.

"Is that so? The dead... Haha, most of the rumors among the country folk are rumors. The truth that was finally discovered might be that the newspaper hanging on the tree branch was blown around by the wind."

"Yes, it is indeed possible."

The blonde girl seemed a little lonely, because she obviously felt that the man did not want to talk about this topic. Thinking of Jenkins' "reprimand" in the carriage after the psychic game, she realized that such blasphemous things were not suitable to be discussed with him.

"Mysterious... psychic... dead..."

She repeated these words in her heart and sighed subconsciously.

Hathaway and Jenkins looked at each other in silence again, not knowing what to say at this time.

The country road was not easy to walk. Although it was a bit bumpy along the way, there was nothing that could be called "accidental". When they arrived near the Nolan City Railway Station, it was only about ten o'clock, which was a long time before Miss Rick and Garcia arrived.

"I suddenly became curious. How can they go out alone without telling their families? Garcia can climb through the window, but Miss Rick doesn't seem to be that kind of agile person."

Jenkins asked.

"I don't know either, but they should have their own way."

Brianne replied, leaning forward and stretching out her hand to open the window. The fog outside was still as thick as before.

Woo~

Just at this moment, the loud sound of the steam train whistle came from the distant rails. The two of them remembered the last night on the train at the same time. Fortunately, the moonlight also hid, so Hathaway didn't notice the embarrassing blush.

PS: Recommend the book "Heroes of the Cthulhu World". Author: Xifeng.

Introduction:

A world where the sea level rises by 2,000 meters. The heroes struggle and shed blood and sweat for the survival of mankind.

But what does this have to do with me, Niu Lang?

Black Goat, Cthulhu, Nyako, King in Yellow? ? ?

Do you think this is Saya's Song! One by one, they transform into beautiful girls?

Beautiful girls are beautiful girls, can you not reveal your original form from time to time?

My sanity can't hold up!

Chapter 755 Chapter 740 Red Roses in the Station

For safety, the two elopers will not take the suitcases that are in the way. All the luggage to be prepared is kept by Britney and Hathaway. Now the two small boxes are next to their legs. The boxes are not big and can only hold a limited amount of things.

Jenkins hopes that they can be filled with money, otherwise these two young people of noble birth may be forced to return because of livelihood problems.

After waiting for about half an hour, Miss Rick arrived early. She hurriedly walked out from the corner of the street and walked along the wall to the carriage. She was wearing clothes that showed that she was going on a long journey. The whole person looked very suspicious.

"After all, it's the first time to elope, and I have no experience."

Jenkins commented.

He opened the door to let Miss Rick in. The young girl took Hathaway's hand and bent over to walk in. She sat down, breathing heavily, and said intermittently:

"Jennifer (note: Miss Lawrence's name) helped me escape, and she has gone back now. Thank her, and thank you too."

After saying that, she suddenly bent down and raised her hands, burying her delicate face in her palms. Jenkins heard faint crying.

Miss Rick's mood was probably very complicated, at least Jenkins thought so. The fact that tension and fear did not overwhelm the young man was enough to show that her belief in love was enough to overcome those. But what the future will be like is not simply judged by love.

He looked at his companions. Hathaway's face could not be seen in the shadows, and Britney was comforting Miss Rick with concern. She said a lot of words, but Jenkins did not remember them. These words probably worked, at least Miss Rick had already sorted out her mood before Garcia arrived.

Garcia showed up five minutes before the agreed time, and was as nervous as Miss Rick. But his ability to withstand pressure was obviously stronger, at least he did not show his mood on his face. He showed the responsibility of a mature man, so Jenkins and the two ladies did not dissuade him.

"Thank you."

He took the two suitcases from Jenkins and put them beside him, and then took his lover from the carriage. But Britney and Miss Michael were both wearing dresses, and it would be very conspicuous to walk into the train station like this. So they said goodbye to their friends in the carriage, and only Jenkins sent the two elopers to the train station.

"One o'clock train, one o'clock train."

Along the way, Garcia kept repeating the same words in his mouth, which made Jenkins, who had nothing to do with the matter, a little nervous. He bought a standing ticket and followed into the station, waiting for the arrival of the train in front of the empty railway tracks.

"Let's confirm it one last time, do you have two suitcases?"

"Yes."

Garcia nodded.

"Four train tickets, two of which are spare."

This is very important, so Jenkins mentioned it again.

"In my pocket, the time and flight are correct."

Garcia patted his chest pocket.

"The letter to contact the landlord."

"I brought it with me. I sewed it on my shirt."

This is the same as Jenkins' habit.

"Good, don't forget to write to us after you arrive, but don't use the real address."

Hathaway and Britney were very worried about Miss Rick and wanted to know that they arrived safely.

"Okay, Mr. William."

Garcia thanked him in a low voice, but he became more nervous because of the question and answer with Jenkins.

It was past midnight and it was Monday. The night was dark, but there were not many people waiting on the platform. Most of them were listless because of sleepiness. The loudest sound was the leaking steam pipe on the wall behind them.

The three of them didn't want to find a place to sit down and wait, but stood directly beside the pillar at the edge of the platform. Garcia seemed to suddenly remember something, unbuttoned his coat and lifted one side of the clothes outward, and there was a conspicuous red rose in the inner pocket.

Because of being squeezed, the leaves of the rose were greatly damaged, and there were yellow marks on the edges of the petals that were about to dry. But Miss Rick still covered her mouth as if she was about to cry. She took the flower and tiptoed forward to kiss.

Jenkins turned his head quickly, hoping that the damn train would not be late, otherwise he would stand in this cold wind for who knows how long.

In the thick night, even a dry red rose will appear particularly dazzling. It is like a fire in the dark night, which not only ignites the woman's heart that desires love, but also attracts the peeping of those dangerous creatures.

Jenkins didn't want to disturb the world of two people over there, so he deliberately stood a little further away and put Chocolate on his shoulder to tease. Now it's time to go to bed. Although Chocolate is not happy to be disturbed, he still reluctantly caters to Jenkins.

Time passed little by little, and the train was delayed as expected. Jenkins guessed that the two girls waiting outside had fallen asleep in the car, and he had slept enough in the opera house just now, and he could barely hold on at this time.

Seeing the young man and woman leaning against each other and whispering, Jenkins knew he was boring, so he said hello and went to the timetable in front to find the train to Shire City.

Although he took the train here last fall, he didn't know if the winter train had changed. It is impossible to leave immediately today. He has to find a reasonable vacation time.

Just as he was thinking about his plan for the near future, someone suddenly patted him on the shoulder. He turned around and saw that it was Captain Binsey.

"Hey~ Jenkins, why are you here so late? Dad seems to have always told you not to go out at night."

Jenkins was now dressed in a formal suit and had no suitcase with him, so Captain Binsey knew that he didn't want to travel by train.

"Hello, I'm here..."

He looked at Miss Rick and Garcia, who were still by the pillar.

"To see my friends off, they want to elope."

Tell the truth, otherwise Captain Binsey will get suspicious and tell his father, and Jenkins will be in big trouble.

"Huh?"