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Chapter 342 The Mystery of the Living Dead (plus two in one)

Who is Shane?

For a moment, everyone couldn't help but look at each other.

A full 3000 years have passed since that rebirth, and many epics, classics, history books, and poems have been lost. The original glorious name and the golden palace have been lost in the long river of history.

And in today's True Sect, Shan En's name is not mentioned in those four scriptures, and in the current Deschanel Empire, there is no history book that is older than the scriptures of the True Sect.

Mira scratched her head. She seemed to have heard the name before, but she couldn't remember it clearly.

That seemed... a more important name.

used to be.

Several people focused their attention on Colin, hoping that this pagan from a foreign country could give an answer.

Colin shook his head awkwardly, and said:
"I, I don't know who Shan En is... Maybe, maybe it has something to do with the Golden Palace..."

Enos saw this and said:

"So, what else do you know about the Golden Temple?"

Colin shook his head again and whispered:
"I only heard it in very old prayers, and now those prayers are no longer used, only the old priests can say a few words, as if rusted."

Colin's analogy is ingenious.

"Hmm... nothing?"

Ainos raised her hand and bit her fingers, looking at the words on the coffin and muttering.

For a long time, Solamus was the last prophet so far, but the builders of this tomb, the followers of this heretical cult, thought otherwise.

Shane, a name I've never heard... This heretic cult seems to believe that he is the prophet of the Lord.

Just when Ainos was lost in thought, Mira approached the tomb, looked left and right, and finally shook her head in vain.

"Did you find anything, Mira?"

Enos looked at the girl and said softly:

"I look forward to your discovery."

Mira scratched her head in embarrassment, and whispered:

"I didn't find anything either..."

"All right…"

Ainos thought that the miraculous Mira would find something.

It seems that Mira, although a strange girl, is not omnipotent.

After a few people searched in this tomb, they didn't find any useful clues, and finally they could only sigh helplessly and return angrily.

On the contrary, Ainos noticed with keen eyes that Father Prey glanced at the fallen female corpse from time to time.

Before leaving, the princess asked aloud:
"It seems, Father Pray, you seem to have discovered something."

Father Prey glanced at Enos.

Mira couldn't help taking a step forward, trying to protect Ainos behind her.

There was a hint of hostility in those eyes.

Her Royal Highness's question obviously offended the priest.

"Honorable Highness Enos, I have indeed discovered something."

Seeing everyone's eyes gathered on him following Enos's words, Prey took the initiative to say,
"As a priest, people often ask me to exorcise ghosts. Lord, I have never neglected every time.

In my years of dedicated service to God, I have encountered such living dead many times. The weak have no intelligence and act on instinct, while the strong are like ordinary people, able to think and communicate.

The reason why I stare at this corpse is because I am more sensitive and easy to fall into memories. "

Father Pray said a lot in one breath, which seemed very frank, and several people nodded.

But the princess obviously wouldn't let him go so easily.

"Oh... that sounds interesting,
What is the memory that you can't forget? "

Father Pray frowned, his hands trembling slightly.

Everyone couldn't help crowding around Ainos.

Father Prey let go of his hand and said slowly:

"A living dead man once killed a child's whole family, and no one survived except the child who hid in the closet.

You don't know how much that happened to me, and by God, even if I let the living dead man die, I can't heal the wounds of that child.

Stop asking me any more questions. "

At the end, Father Pray hesitated.

"I didn't expect this tomb to evoke memories of the priest, and I can't help but feel that it was a coincidence."

Ainos tugged on the white silk gloves, and stopped at this point.

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After leaving the tomb, Ainos negotiated with the director of the Olive Guild. The latter was almost unilaterally reprimanded. He didn't dare to breathe in front of the princess and kept his head down.

"Your Highness, you, you mean... this wine cellar can't be used?"

The supervisor was almost crying.

"Exactly, and I won't say it again."

After dropping those words, Enos turned around,

"Next, it's time for the Night Watchman to take over here."

After hearing this, Mira asked curiously:
"The Night's Watch? What's that?"

Enos explained simply:
"An organization that specializes in dealing with heresy and cults, directly under the emperor and the patriarch of the empire."

Mira nodded "Oh".

The princess immediately looked in the direction where Father Pray was leaving, and narrowed her eyes.

"Mira, do you want to go on an adventure tonight?"

As soon as Mira heard that there was an adventure, Venus immediately appeared in her eyes.

"Why don't you go?"

she asked back.

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The sun slowly slid down the hillside and entered the dim night dimly.

Panting heavily, Father Pray finally returned to the parish he managed before the curfew.

His disciple monks were sitting on the pews in the church. When they saw the priest coming back, they immediately got up and greeted him. It is not uncommon for the priest to go out to exorcise ghosts and miss the evening prayer.

"Step aside!"

Father Pray shouted angrily.

The disciple monks froze for a moment, and all of them froze in place, watching Father Pray rush towards the innermost part of the church.

He walked briskly through the church hall and into the backyard, where the clergy quarters were and the priest's home, and Father Pray pounded on the flimsy door with a shrill voice.

Not long after, a woman opened the door from the inside. Under the moonlight, her face was extremely pale.

"Alice."

Father Pray stepped into the room and whispered.

In this era, it is normal for clergymen to marry wives, and there are even female priests and female parishes in some parishes.

Alice took a step back, watching her husband rush into the house in a hurry, and then slam the door behind him.

"God, look at how anxious he is."

Alice complained and stepped forward to take off the heavy priest's robe for him.

Father Pray gasped and seemed to have calmed down, and then he sat down slowly on the side bed.

"What's the matter with you? My dear husband."

Alice stepped forward and asked gently.

Father Prey looked at Alice, dazed for a moment.

He opened his mouth to say something.

"Keep your voice down, the kids are sleeping upstairs."

As Alice spoke, she glanced at the situation on the stairs to make sure that the children hadn't been woken up by her anxious husband.

Father Pray nodded, and let out a deep breath.

After half a sound, he lowered his voice and said:

"Alice, do you remember? I've always had a problem.

During my childhood, my family... all... all left this world..."

"Are you having nightmares again?"

Alice frowned and asked in a low voice.

"I asked you if you remember?"

Father Pray asked in a deep voice.

Alice froze for a moment, and said:

"Of course I remember, you told me many times."

Father Pray murmured:
"The Lord is above, the Lord is above..."

"What's the matter with you? My priest."

Alice said angrily.

Father Pray looked up at his wife from bottom to top.

His wife was beautiful, dignified and beautiful. For a long time, the believers nearby believed that their husband and wife were a match made in heaven, and their relationship was blessed by angels.

They gave birth to five children, one girl and four boys, all of whom were carved in jade and jade, and were clever and clever, which made people enviable.

The rush lamp was burning in the house, and the stench of the lamp lingered in Father Pray's nostrils. He looked straight at Alice.

Alice saw that he had been silent and did not force him, so she sat down with him and waited patiently.

After a long time, Father Pray finally stopped being silent, and said in a low voice:
"Alice, you are so beautiful that you are hardly mortal."

Alice chuckled and whispered:
"Do you think I'm an angel of heaven? Or a witch who deceives people?"

Father Prey looked straight ahead, without squinting his eyes, and did not set his sights on Alice.

"During my childhood, there was always a child hiding in the closet. He watched a living dead man kill his family one by one, and the death was miserable."

Alice was puzzled.

Father Pray turned his head and looked at his wife in the light.

"Alice, in the name of God, the more I look at you, the more you look like a living dead..."

Under dim light.

Alice's face was so pale that it seemed to reflect light.

After hearing this, she lowered her head, slowly stretched out her hands, and put her arms around Father Pray's neck.

This is a habitual action of his wife, and every night, Father Pray would fall asleep with his arms in this way.

Alice's face lies in the shadow of the lamp,
"My good priest, it is indeed I..."

Her voice was mournful.

Those hands and feet were clearly cold, like a dying corpse.

All of a sudden, Alice's nails grew at an abnormal speed, and they were sharper than a sharp knife in the blink of an eye.

Alice raised her head and opened her mouth. Instead of neat teeth, there were sharp fangs.

Her arms around Father Pray's neck became tighter and tighter, and she would not let go, and the two amazingly long arms changed from a hug to a pinch.

Father Pray's face was flushed from suffocation. He raised his hand, trying to tear away Alice's hand that was strangling her neck. He opened his mouth wide, but he couldn't take any breath, let alone speak.

"My dear Prey, when did you notice it?"

Alice leaned close to the priest's ear, pinched it, and asked warmly with a mouth full of fangs:
"When we had sex for the first time? When I gave birth to your first child? Or since you met me? No, it shouldn't be so soon.

My good priest, you should not have noticed. "

Prey patted Alice's hand holding her neck, but to no avail. Alice, who looked weak, was as strong as a cow at this time.

Alice watched Prye's face turn red and purple, stepping towards death little by little, she said in a soft voice:
"Don't you understand? Prey, I want to make up for you because I killed your family.

Back then, if I didn't take the lives of your family members, my soul would leave this world. Oh, for people like me, there is only one place to go, how terrible that is.

I have been watching you grow up, and when you became an adult, I dedicated myself to you and gave birth to children for you. Think about my children, how clever they are, since you have discovered it, why do you need to expose it? "

Alice's questioning voice was gentle and terrifying. In great grief, she sent her husband to death step by step.

Boom, boom.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Alice's eyes froze, she glanced at Prey in her hand, and then outside the door, her eyes fell into hesitation.

Prey was almost strangled by her, and the hand that slapped his wife's arm became weaker and weaker.

Alice never let go of her husband.

People outside knocked on the door one after another, but they didn't wait for a response from the room. Slowly, the knocking stopped, and Father Pray's eyes became desperate.

Alice no longer hesitated to strangle her husband to death.

Suddenly, there was a sound of small footsteps upstairs.

Alice was startled, and her movements slowed down.

She was all too familiar with this voice.

It was the couple's children, either waking up at night, or woken by a knock at the door, or both.

Slowly, Alice let go of her husband's hand, she was full of tears,
"Thank you children, if it weren't for their sake, you would die tonight."

Saying that, Alice threw Prey on the ground like rubbish, then she broke open the door and escaped out of the church in the night, her figure disappeared in the ink-like night.

Pray gasped heavily, looking at the direction in which his wife was fleeing with lingering fear.

"Dad, Dad?"

The second son of the Pley family walked down the stairs barefoot, looking at the fallen Father Pley with a puzzled face.

The priest turned his head and looked at his child, and his pupils gradually grew bigger.

I saw two girls following behind the child.

"It's you?! Why are you here?"

Father Prey said in disbelief.

Ainos pulled the white silk gloves, and put them on a little tighter,

"Leave that aside, Father, where is your wife?"

Father Prey was silent, and after a while, he said:
"She... escaped..."

Mira jumped over the child, she jumped out and said triumphantly:

"We have already guessed what you are hiding from us!"

Father Pry smiled wryly, and he looked at his second son.

The second son said with some fear:

"It was these two sisters who woke me up. They suddenly appeared outside the window and asked me to come down and have a look."

Father Pray slowly got up from the ground,
"This is truly a blessing from God... Praise Him."

"Where is your wife?"

Enos frowned, not following the priest in praising.

Father Prey pointed in a direction,
"Where she fled...Your Highness, I advise you to be as cautious as possible."

Enos didn't speak, and went straight out of the room, Mira followed closely, her mood was extremely joyful.

The second son looked back and forth between his father and the two older sisters in a daze, and said in surprise:
"God, what happened... what happened?"

Father Pray sighed heavily, looking at his child with complicated eyes.

Children of mortals and the living dead...

"It's nothing, go to bed, mom... Mom has gone far, far away."

(End of this chapter)