13 Mink Street

Karen handed the umbrella forward, and Peak immediately reached out to catch the umbrella.

"How many coffins are there at home?"

"Master, there are four empty coffins at home." Dingcombe replied immediately, "Do you want to use them, and where do you want to send them? I'll go and start the hearse first?"

"Should be enough." Karen nodded and pointed to Pique, "Now go and choose the one that you think has the best texture."

"Okay, master, I'll go right away." Pique immediately ran to the warehouse in the backyard.

Dingcombe said: "Then I'll start the hearse and back it in so I can dress up."

"okay."

Dingcomb picked up the car key, opened the door, got into the hearse, started the car, and started to reverse, allowing the rear compartment to enter the funeral home.

Immediately afterwards, he turned off the engine and got out of the car, ran to the back, opened the rear compartment, and put down the push plate.

Turning around, Dingcombe said to Karen, "Master, I'm going to carry the coffin with Pique now."

"No."

"Uh... Master, have you forgotten, Mr. Alfred is still lying in a coma, and Peake can't lift it by himself."

"It's okay, you rest."

"Okay, young master, then I'll go to rest. If you have something to do, tell me..."

Karen held up his hand to Dincomb.

The next moment, Dingcombe suddenly felt his throat being blocked, and a strong sense of suffocation hit him.

He subconsciously grabbed his neck to get air, but soon, Dingcombe found that sand began to flow out of his mouth and nostrils, including his ears. This scene made him shocked and desperate. Staring at the young man in front of him, he called for help:

"Young...Master..."

Karen smiled slightly, tilted his neck slightly to one side, and at the same time moved his arms towards the hearse compartment.

"Buzz!"

Dingcomb flew upside down into the hearse and fell into the groove in the center of the hearse.

Karen stepped onto the hearse along the pushing steel plates that had been put down in advance, and looked at Dincombe who was fixed in the pit that was originally used to place the coffin.

"Young...Master..."

Karen waved downwards towards the front.

"Clah la la... clap la la... clap la la..."

Above, sand appeared out of thin air, filling up the cuboid pit.

The sand gradually covered Dingcomb's whole body, and then continued to fill until the pit was completely filled, and not much at all, just flush with the four sides of the pit.

Blood began to ooze out, forming a bloody pattern on the sand.

Karen squatted down and stretched out his hands to direct in the air in front of him, as if he was making final adjustments to his "art of sand painting".

Eventually, the blood on the sand formed a pattern of red roses.

Karen clapped his hands, brushed off the non-existent sand on his palms, stood up, and began to appreciate the work again.

"well……"

Karen let out a sigh, obviously, he was not satisfied with this work.

"You shouldn't be painting roses, it's vulgar."

After leaving this comment, Karen turned around and got off the hearse, and walked towards the backyard of the funeral home. While walking, he took out a newspaper from his cuff. This was a newspaper from the previous issues. The big picture is Karen herself.

He stood in the courtroom, handsome and solemn.

The following not only introduces the Vicoley case in a large space, but also spends a lot of ink to introduce Karen's past experiences. He seems to be the most popular figure among the younger generation in the Yorktown region, and is known as the rising star of the Yorktown region. .

"Unfortunately, he doesn't seem to be at home tonight."

...

"Could it be that an outsider came to visit?

As you know, Karen knows some powerful people outside, and it's normal for them to come over as guests. When he was training in the Dingle District, didn't he meet several mentors who admired him very much? "

Kevin shook his head: "Wow."

"You sense the killing intent?"

Pu'er froze for a moment, stopped talking nonsense, and immediately closed his eyes.

It has an exclusive special contact method with Karen, which is faster, more stable and more convenient than telephones, crows, and communication circles. After all, it and Karen have a symbiotic contract relationship.

After a while, Pu'er opened his eyes again, and said to Kevin: "I believe Karen has sensed the warning signs of danger here, and then, what are we going to do now?"

"Wow!"

"You mean, the only way for the two of us to survive now is to treat ourselves as a real cat and a dog? The person you bet on can only kill people and doesn't bother to move pets?"

There was hesitation in Pu'er's eyes. The inexplicable crisis appeared this night, which caught Pu'er a little off guard.

It can even be said that for more than a hundred years, Pu'er has become accustomed to the sense of security at home, no matter whether he stays in Mingke Street or the Funeral Society.

But Pu'er knew better that Kevin's feeling would not go wrong, and it had clearly told itself that a powerful existence with killing intent had come to the door.

This forced Pu'er to instantly switch back to the state when he was in crisis before he became a cat. To be honest... a little rusty.

However, it knows that Kevin's suggestion is the most reliable. A cat and a dog can indeed hide their identities, and there is a high probability of surviving under the killing intent of the other party.

But at the same time, it also means giving up the protection of other people in the family.

"Alfred is in a coma on the bed in his room, Heely went to Goodman's house as a helper and has not come back yet, Mrs. Lake and Doradoline are at home... and Pique and Dincombe, we can be pets, So what do they do?"

Kevin shook his head: "Wow!"

"It can't be saved?"

Kevin nodded: "Wow!"

"But I can't accept sending my family to that guy without doing anything."

Kevin stared into Pu'er's eyes: "Wow!"

"I know, Karen will die if I die, oh, it's so annoying, meow!"

"Wow!"

"Don't rush me yet, I'll think about it, I'll think about it again!" Pu'er took a deep breath twice, thinking quickly, "Stupid dog, can you imagine that when Karen comes back, he sees everyone at home except us? Is it the reaction of death?"

Kevin fell silent.

"You know, Mrs. Lake and Doradoline, as the family members left by Mr. Pavaro, Karen treats them like family members, and the radio goblin...

Can you fight it out?

I mean, wait a minute, my fireball, didn't you set up some formations in the yard?

I also know that after breaking the second seal, you have been hiding something, can it be used? "

Kevin spread out his dog's paw, and said simply: "Wow!"

"There is no hope, and there is nothing at all. I can't fight at all, and I have no chance to win, and I can't even delay it?"

Pu'er Cat's Claw scratched his head, looking very tangled and in pain.

Kevin was squatting next to him. He knew that Pu'er would agree to his suggestion in the end, and chose to save himself when he knew there was no chance of winning.

It believed that Pall Allen, the former leader of the expedition team, would have a clear mind.

"But...but...but...the family motto of the Inmeles family is...family comes first."

Pu'er's eyes started to turn red, and he turned to look at Kevin: "You can't give up on your family until the last moment."

Tears began to drip from Pu'er's eye sockets, falling on the bed sheet drop by drop.

Seeing this scene, Kevin's original firm eyes suddenly softened.

It is cold-blooded, so cold-blooded that it can directly drink the blood of the flame dragon, but it has always had an extremely gentle side. When facing its moon, it can do no bottom line.

Karen once told Alfred that he would not be surprised that one day Raniedare betrayed him, and at the same time he was sure that even if Raniedare betrayed him, it would not hurt Pu'er.

This is the character of that evil god, so dangerous, yet so clear.

In addition, Pu'er mentioned the ancestral motto of the Inmeles family: family comes first.

When he heard these words, Kevin's heartbeat accelerated suddenly. What he had always hoped for was to gain more trust from Karen, so that Karen could continue to unlock the seal below for him.

And this kind of trust can also be understood as a "chip", which needs to be obtained by practical actions.

For example, in the earliest days, Karen’s idea was to find the Lax copper coin first and then unlock the next layer of seal for himself, but because of his continuous contributions in the past, Karen was embarrassed to delay and help himself first Unsealed the seal.

Kevin lifted the dog's paw and put it on Pu'er.

"Woof woof~"

"You mean, we can take a gamble?"

At this moment, Kevin suddenly paused, and Pu'er's expression also froze. They all sensed that there was a person's breath, which disappeared, and it belonged to Dingcombe.

"He started killing people, so simply! Why didn't he tie everyone together, give a speech and then slowly choose people to kill, damn it, why is he in a hurry!"

Kevin turned his head to look in the direction of the entrance of the funeral service: "Wang."

Pu'er said: "We need time, but it seems that there is no time."

...

"Mr. Cullen."

When Karen was about to step into the backyard, there was a shout behind him.

Karen turned his head and saw a man in a raincoat walking in through the rain. A strong rotten smell emanated from him.

"Mr. Cullen, don't you know me?"

While talking, the man unbuttoned his raincoat, revealing a face full of pustules, as if he had been soaked in the sewers of York City for an unknown amount of time.

Dalis laughed at himself: "Yeah, it's no wonder you don't know me anymore. I don't even know myself anymore."

Karen turned slightly.

"Mr. Cullen, you said you would have a cup of tea and talk with me if you could. I've been here before but you weren't home. It started raining again tonight. I wanted to go. I was looking for the sewer where I belonged, but as I was walking, I came to the funeral club unknowingly.

I want to see, try my luck again, see if you are at home tonight, and I am lucky, you are at home, huh, huh. "

Karen asked, "Tea?"

"Yes, are you free now?"

"chat?"

"I've been looking forward to it, maybe, that's why I haven't been flushed down the sewer yet, I have to, count on something."

Karen nodded and replied, "Okay, let's drink tea and chat."

"Thank you, Mr. Karen, I can stay away from you, otherwise I am worried that the smell on my body will affect the fragrance of the tea."

"No, I don't mind."

Karen took the initiative to walk towards him.

"That's right, Mr. Cullen, then I'm sorry." Darius smiled. "You are really a good person, a kind person. I am very grateful to be able to receive tolerance from you in the afterglow of my life."

"you are too polite."

"No, you don't know how much I..."

Karen raised his hand, and sand cones appeared on the ground, piercing directly through Darius' body.

"Mr. Cullen... what are you going to do..."

Dalis wanted to break free, but found that he couldn't do it at all. Before the sand cone appeared, his body had been tightly imprisoned. The young man in front of him possessed absolutely terrifying control power!

"You brought it to your door by yourself. I originally thought that beauty could be born by accident, but your appearance will only make me feel disgusted."

"Mr. Cullen... I know I'm guilty...but..."

Karen slowly held his open palm, as if he was not interested in speaking.

The sand cones started to strangle frantically, but with a "snap", Darius' whole body exploded, and pus sprayed everywhere.

Karen's hands began to tremble, and he looked at the dirty environment around him, and a wave of anger rose up.

"So dirty...so dirty!"

Karen turned around and wanted to continue walking towards the backyard, but halfway through, he stopped and looked at the surrounding environment again. He really couldn't stand it anymore. Spreading his hands, Huangsha quickly moved around with him as the center Diffusion, use sand to clean up the stains here.

After a while, the sand scattered earlier began to dissipate, and the surrounding walls and ground became very clean, and the stains and pollution formed after Dalis exploded were completely removed.

"call……"

Karen breathed a sigh of relief, he felt comfortable, if he didn't clean up the dirt he made with his own hands, he would feel extremely tormented.

Then, he turned around and continued walking in.

Entering the yard, Karen looked to the left first, and there was a person lying in that room.

Then, he looked to the right again, and there were three people lying in the two rooms over there, including a pair of similar people.

Karen closed his eyes, as if he was adjusting his state, then he turned and walked to the right.

But just a few steps away, he stopped, turned around and looked in the opposite direction, there was an alternation of light and shadow in that room, these alternations did not exist in reality, but formed by the changes of an illusion scene mental ripples.

Karen changed her mind and walked to the room where Alfred was.

Pushing open the door and standing at the door, I saw a man lying on the bed inside. The man's hands were waving in front of him from time to time. He closed his eyes and was obviously still in a coma. These movements were more like a kind of "sleepwalking" at this time. "state.

The fact is that Alfred has not "sobered up" and is still in the unconscious stage.

"Is it interesting to change the illusion scene so quickly?"

Karen turned his head sideways, and above Alfred's sleeping position, there was an accumulation of sand, and these sands were gradually forming a beast's mouth. Inside the mouth were two protruding and curved Long teeth, this is the image of the Eudemons Compasini.

At this time, the huge mouth made of sand was pressing downwards, and it only took one mouthful to completely crush Alfred's body.

However, at the same time, Karen also released his spiritual consciousness a little, wanting to take a look at the pictures of these illusions.

Then, he paused, and the huge mouth of the Eudemon above also stopped.

Because in the illusion, he saw many familiar scenes, the holy land that once belonged to the Holy See of the Desert God Sect, the yellow sand flowing everywhere, and the man with ivory.

"How is this going?"

Karen was very puzzled.

At this time, Peake's voice came from outside: "Master, I helped you choose a black coffin, would you like to come over and have a look, are you satisfied?"

Karen was a little dissatisfied with Peake's interruption, but he felt that it would be a good choice to finish other low-grade works before tasting this one.

Karen snapped his fingers, and chains made of sand appeared on the drowsy Alfred, trapping him on the bed who would never resist.

Immediately, Karen walked out of Alfred's room and closed the door.

But when he came out, he didn't see Peake who was supposed to be standing at the door of the warehouse.

Um?

Is there an isolation circle in the warehouse?

Karen's eyes became gloomy. Was he discovered?

It made him angry.

Although his rhythm was affected by the pus-covered guy who suddenly appeared, he himself was still very immersed.

But if his identity was discovered so early, he wouldn't be able to get the experience he should have had.

Forcibly suppressing the inner reaction, Karen continued to walk in.

In the warehouse, it was pitch black, and even standing at the door, he still couldn't see anything inside.

It is really an isolation circle.

Karen raised his hand, ready to forcibly destroy these things. Suddenly, the formation was closed, followed by clusters of red flames running in an extremely strange way.

On the edge of a coffin whose lid was pushed open in the center, sat a beautiful woman wearing a hood and a black skirt. The woman was holding a black cat in her arms. She was stroking the cat's hair with her hands. At the woman's feet, a golden hair is sitting leaning on her leg.

The golden hair exuded a sacred aura, as if it had been dyed with a very special halo, which also made the woman's figure very mysterious.

"Meow~"

The black cat let out an extremely lazy cry, while the woman continued to stroke the cat in her arms with a smile on her face, and said slowly:

"You interrupted my rest."

immediately,

The woman moved her eyes and looked at Karen. There was no emotion in her eyes, only absolute coldness:

"A child who believes in the fallen god."