The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

There is no conflict between the federal funeral tradition and the aboriginal tradition. Mrs. Quinn ’s belief is the same as that of most people, and the passion for the original totem comes from cultural heritage. Eight? One? Chinese? ● Www.81zw.com? So, when Zac talked about the detailed process, Mrs. Quinn proposed to use a kind of thing called "Inducing Soul Grass" under the coffin, according to Mrs. Yin explained that if the person who passed away wanted to return, she could find a way back to this world.

Zac and Benjamin glanced at each other. Although they wanted to laugh, they knew it was out of date, so they had to hold back and listen to Mrs. Quinn finish.

The real use of this grass is to enable the wizard to summon the undead. After centuries of change, it is actually used as a coffin filler. However, the "Inspiring Grass" on the market is just a local weed after sun drying, so there is no need to worry about any adverse effects on the deceased.

Zac checked the guests and seats with Mrs. Quinn, and read the priest's speech again. After confirming that nothing was missing, it was time for the two to leave.

"Madam." The female nurse pushed open the balcony door. "The Patton Police called and left a message to find two Mr. Grande."

Mrs. Quinn raised her eyebrows and looked at the two people who were packing up the information.

"Oh, ma'am." Zach smiled: "You may have heard that the Patton Police Department is in the process of bidding for cooperation. Our Grand House also hopes to win the opportunity to cooperate with the municipal government again. Bayi Chinese ?? ▲ ● Web www.8.11w.com ▼ Before I came, I left the contact information here. "

Mrs. Quinn nodded, her doubts subsided, and the owner left his residence for a long time, leaving a message in advance to tell where to go and contact information. This is a normal behavior. Mrs. Quinn waved her hand no longer.

Zac and Benjamin exited the balcony and took the note handed over from the female caretaker, which was just an address, ‘Bech 7 First Street, ** (BoosBoospuB). J.R. ’Zac was a bit disappointed. It was actually the message left by James Lance.

"This is not a matter for the police to tender ~" The female nurse looked at the two 'brothers' with a smile. Obviously, she already had Zach's lie, but it seemed to be just an accident, and she didn't need to report to her. Of course, the most important reason is that female nurses are very fond of these "brothers", a bay like night, quiet and gentle, and a wilderness like the sun and wild ...

This impression was only based on a brief meeting at the Grand House three days ago-Zac appeased the widowed Mrs. Quinn, and Benjamin drove away the pesky Poki. Do n’t ask me why I know it so clearly, Mrs. Quinn, I ca n’t get close. If you have a female nurse, I can still do it. After knowing this, I am full of despair in this world that only looks at Yan.

Zac laughed bitterly: "Yeah, I'm here now." Zac passed the note to Benjamin.

The female nurse took the two of them out. "J.R. is the acronym for James Lance. Do you know General Lance's son?"

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Zac pursed his lips and pointed to Benjamin.

Benjamin scratched his chin and smiled happily: "We used to serve together."

"The two of you!" Pooch flopped down the stairs, and the Great Dane beside him sat calmly on Pogie's lap, his eyes fixed on the three people on the stairs. Pooch moved his body desperately, but the adult Great Dane was not lighter than an adult. He yelled, "Take this thing away!"

The female nurse's good mood seemed to be destroyed, her brows were lightly frowned, and there was a trace of disgust in her eyes. But she still looked at the two of them. After all, this is Quinn ’s home, and Poche is still Quinn ’s junior. Tossing by a foreign dog is not something to show off.

"Hehe." Zac explained with a smile: "Kim has been taken by Mrs. Quinn as a gift for Mr. Poki Quinn."

"Oh." The female nurse raised her eyebrows, patted the expressionless Great Dane, bypassed the Pooch that was held down, and took the two out of the hall ...

Portage's curse was covered by Benjamin's constant beating on the radio. After a while, the truck went out of the manor and disappeared into the shadow of the tree.

After leaving Quinn ’s manor, Zac breathed a sigh of relief. Mrs. Quinn ’s additional commission was finally completed, and the next thing was to see Kim freely wave.

The van left the West End and drove along the Charles River again, but this time the direction was east. At this time, it was close to the evening, and the setting sun spread a dark yellow layer on the Charles River. Men and women in formal attire took out loose undershirts from the large bags behind them, put them on, and started running along the river bank as a relaxation after work.

"Ben." Zac turned his head, looking out the window, looking through the long, thin strip of wood, and looking at the figures running behind the tree shadows, "I have a strange feeling."

"Ben, Jay, Ming." Benjamin corrected Zac's name. Vampires like the abbreviation does not mean that the werewolf also likes. Moreover, "Ben" is more like a nickname. Called by a vampire, Benjamin can't adapt: ​​"What do you feel?"

Zac glanced back, leaned back, and lifted his legs against the window. His head was resting on the raised arms, a relaxed look, and his lips were pursed: "Yeah, that's a strange feeling."

Benjamin pulled his lips, he knew that the vampire was sentimental. And when a guy who has lived for too long, his thoughts are bound to say something strange, such as-

"Why don't we build our own family?" Zac asked himself to himself.

"You have a family, Grande." Benjamin's job at this time was to pull the vampire whose thoughts were in the sky back to the ground.

"I know, you, Alice, maybe Louise, um, I have to think about this more." Zach continued: "But, I mean" Torido "."

Benjamin stopped answering, he knew Zac would have such an idea, because of the recent birth, Zac this "Torido" once again contacted the modern noble-Quinn, which reminded him of the vampires. Good times for the family. The social form of vampires is always similar to that of human beings, and there are strict class divisions. Having contacted Quinn, Zac moved the idea of ​​continuing his bloodline in the upper human society again.

However, Benjamin doesn't have to worry, it's just the sentimental product of the vampire, and it won't take long for him to realize that this idea is ridiculous. such as--

"Forget it, when I didn't say it. It's too dangerous. I don't want to be seen by other clans. I set it on the trial stand and turned it into ashes." Zac shook his head and turned his eyes to the tree shadow outside the window again. People.

Why do people run? For health, to live longer. Zac has the same purpose as these ordinary people. Uh, even though, he has lived for three or four centuries ...

When the two reached the address left by James, the sky was already dark, and the sign in front of ‘** bar’ had lit up with neon. There is a red light bulb under each ‘o’. Such a pictorial signboard simply and clearly shows what kind of bar this is.

Zac raised his eyebrows. Does the general's son like such a place? It seems that this guy is more similar to Anthony than he thought.