Records of Barton’s Fantastical Events

After the ceremony of the church is over, the coffin is sent to the cemetery. Unlike ordinary burial scenes, there are fewer people left for burial ceremony, only three or four middle age persons in black dresses. After the pastor read the prayers, looked towards the relatives and friends, and found no one else had anything to say, and gestured to the people in the Grand House.

Matthew directed the hired farmer to put down the coffin, waiting for the relatives and friends of the deceased to sprinkle a handful of soil, wave his hand, and several sturdy farmers began to fill the soil…

The funeral of strangers is always an awkward thing, and the people in Grande stand far away, waiting for the end of the process. But Zach and Benjamin have become accustomed to this real job, not only for them, but also for others.

Matthew has already memorized the funeral process. Benjamin can watch it without any intervention.

Loise is also familiar with her work. The reception and arrangement no longer need Zac to remind. The’Grand To Do’s that were once only controlled by Zach have now been completely handed over. In the hands of’girlfriend’, in the original reception room, there is also a desk dedicated to Louise.

This change took only one week, a calm and fulfilling week. It is expected that this kind of life will last for another week before the tide of moving tombs will pass.

Zach tilted his head and looked at Father Constantine coming from afar, and walked towards Father after he and Benjamin signaled.

“Father? Is there anything else?” Zach asked after saluting.

Constantin replied, pursed his lips, smiled apologetically, “The church has just notified the time for renovation.”

Zac smiled, “It’s okay.” Zach Pointing to the direction of the burial ceremony, without speaking.

Constantine looked at the cemetery with more workers than relatives and friends, and sighed helplessly, “It seems that people are a little tired of this form.”

In the middle of the week, many people take a rest in the car after attending the funeral in the morning, waiting for the funeral in the afternoon to begin.

What else can we expect? When the civil servant Wells selected these people, he came according to strict criteria. In the Barton Western Region, the people who account for only 10% of the population have such a large living circle. The intensive funerals often took up a few days of their time, and everyone began to be impatient with this’secondary’ form.

Fr. Constantines eyes were helpless with a trace of sadness, which made people involuntarily want to confess to him.

Zac kept smiling, “Maybe we can give them a reason now.”

Konstantin silently crossed his chest, slightly nodded, with a smile, “Well, these talents are needed by the deceased.”

The two looked towards the distance, the three or four people who still remained to participate in the funeral ceremony.

Zach looked back at Constantine, “When will the renovation begin?”

Constantine turned his head and answered Zachs question, “The church people may be a week away. Will come, but the church has advised us to close it in advance for inspection.”

Zach nodded. This week, there were reports of church accidents in Barton City appearing in the newspapers. [Holy Mother Mary Church] collapsed due to the fracture of the 2-Layer steel bars. After last weeks service, it was closed. The causes of the large and small accidents that occurred during worship in other churches have also been found out, but the items are decayed over time.

During worship, a large number of people touched these hidden problems and caused accidents.

In the course of this week, small incidents such as collapsed seats and falling windows occasionally occurred in various churches. In normal times, these are indifferent, but after a large-scale accident last week, such small incidents have become prominent.

The security issue of the church oppresses the church, but their resources are also limited. They can only maintain one by one. The time for the Holy Son Church in the Southern District is naturally delayed.

“When is the priest going to close temporarily?” Zach asked.

Constantin thought for a while and smiled, “I was planning to postpone it, but now it seems that I should close tomorrow.”

Zach also laughed, complied, “En.”

The smile of the vampire is very sincere. The funeral removes the farewell ceremony in the church. The workload is much less and the time is cut by half. This is a good thing for Zach, who doesn’t like’work’ much.

Farewell to the priest, the burial ceremony in the distance is also over. Matthew took the workers back, and Grande’s work ended here.

A group of people left the cemetery and returned to the Grand House. Louise paid the hired workers, returned to her desk, and started calling. Zach has already told her about the church’s closure, and she wants to notify future clients one by one.

Zac saw that Louise was already in working condition, and walked to the kitchen without interruption. It was almost noon, and Alice was already preparing lunch. After Louise has a formal job, especially during this period of time, she has little time to help Alice.

Zac rolled up his sleeve. He was in a good mood today. He sat at the counter and took the bowl of eggs in Alice’s hands.

“Turn the page.” said Ryan floating on the counter.

Alice has just put down the things in her hand, she has seen Zac leaning over, reaching out and turning a page. Alice turned around and picked up things again, and continued to get busy.

Zach leaned on the counter, tilted his head, and looked at the brown notes placed beside a pile of vegetables, densely packed with pictures and words. Zach looked at Ryan again, the earthbound spirit’s translucent body was floating, and it was conveniently spinning around in the air to see the words written in various directions. A translucent finger slides along a pattern on the page without real sense.

“Turn the page.” Ryan said again.

Zac raised his eyebrows, this guy looked so fast? Zach, turn over another page for him.

“No! Turn back!” Ryan shouted.

It turned out not to be fast. Zach cast a glance at the anxious Ryan, then turned back two pages.

“Flip back again!” Ryan just took a look, then shouted again.

Zach put a finger on a piece of yellowed paper and raised the pages of the book. Then he took two slices of carrots and stuck them between the pages.

“That’s good!” Ryan called to Zach. Then, like a cloth bag flying in the air, it swayed on both sides of the standing paper.

Zac looked at for a while and shook his head. This is just a simple soul trap spell. Prepare the materials and draw the spell. Anyone can cast it. It’s just that the wizard has a way to simplify this process. Sibera wrote every step in great detail, but Ryan really has no talent for witchcraft, and even such witchcraft takes so long to watch.

“You shouldn’t watch some cohesion-enhancing spells, what good is it?” Zach fiddled with the eggs in the bowl.

“I want to trap something, can’t I! I do!”

Zac twitched his lips, looked towards Alice.

Banshee turned her head and shook her head, indicating that she didn’t know what Ryan was doing. Zach shrugged and ignored the guy.