Chapter 906 Rabbits will bite people when they are in a hurry
In the dead of night, the new cemetery was getting colder and colder, and the breeze was blowing, which was enough to make people shudder, so the loud sound of collapse spread far away with the wind, and while Oliver was still dizzy and full of foul odors, the buried people in the "Grave Keeper" hut had already run over quickly.
Then, his roar woke up Oliver, who was dizzy: "Damn bastard, look at the good things you've done! If you can't fill in here tonight, I'll fill you in!" X！」
He burst into foul language, glanced at the confused Oliver viciously, then spat at Oliver and turned back to the cabin.
The slimy saliva hit Oliver's forehead, and he almost vomited in disgust, but soon, it almost became real, he opened his mouth and spat out his heart and stomach to the side, and all the food of the day gushed out, and even bile gushed up.
Because he found himself covered in corpse water and sticky rotten meat puree, holding a half-rotten stomach in his left hand and a strong leg bone in his right hand.
Such a scene is simply more irresistible than any nightmare and makes people sick and sickened!
Oliver hurriedly threw the intestines, stomach bags, leg bones, etc. aside, holding his breath, resisting the smell of corpses and decay that was many times stronger than usual.
Suddenly, a light blue light flashed away, attracting his attention.
"Hey......" Oliver was a person with keen senses, and looked over along the angle of sight just now, and was shocked to find that the leg bone had cracked many small gaps, and the gaps flashed with a faint blue light.
Curiosity and anticipation made him forget the dirt and stench, forget his own situation, and even his movements became lighter.
He carefully moved to the leg bone and slowly picked it up.
There is really a blue light overflowing inside!
Oliver went through hardships and matured a lot, and at this time he did not directly check what it was, but followed several corpses, climbed to the edge of the grave, looked left and right, and after confirming that no one was there, he opened the surface of the leg bones along the small gap.
Pieces of broken bones fell to the ground, and the blue light like lake water dyed the vicinity hazy, dreamy and hazy, and slowly, a light blue staff with a crystal clear body appeared in Oliver's hand.
"This, what is this?" Oliver half-opened his mouth, a little confused about where he was.
Then the first thought that came to his mind was to hide this short staff, which was of great value at first glance, so as not to be discovered by George and other corpse buriers.
All the property found from the corpse was to be handed over to George, who distributed it uniformly, and honored the city hall officials and priests in charge of the new cemetery, so the valuable things that Oliver found from the corpse hiding place several times were snatched away by George, and even his salary was not paid by George on the grounds that he borrowed money to buy him, only to ensure that he could barely eat twice a day.
Oliver just wanted to bury the short staff nearby, and only dug it up when there was hope of escaping in the future in exchange for money, but suddenly found that the light blue crystal was like a short staff condensed by seawater with dense text engraved on it.
As a teenager aspiring to pursue a career in theater, Oliver has been studying various languages and learning the customs and cultures of different countries since he was a child, so he recognized at a glance that this is the language of Sylvanas, one of the three common languages of the ancient magical empire!
"If it weren't for the information given by Mrs. Audrey, I would have known at most a few words in this regard......" Oliver's mind was spinning with inexplicable thoughts at this time, and after reading a few sentences, he found the correct reading order and found that this was actually a "Meditation Method", and at the end it also recorded the location where the owner of the short staff hid his treasures!
"'Earth Fire Feng Shui' elemental meditation method, magician's meditation method?" Oliver has also heard many stories of bards, and there are many dramas he watched about evil magicians persecuting nobles and commoners, and were eventually overthrown by the clergy and nobles, so he speculated about the origin of the "Meditation Method", "Could it be that a magician engraved the location of his treasure on a staff before dying, and then hid it in his corpse, or in the thighs of other people's corpses...... Maybe, maybe he has been burned to death by the night watch...... Maybe he wanted to leave it to someone specific, but that person never came again......"
Oliver has had a romantic spirit since he was a child, and he has an unknown yearning for mysterious and strange magicians who are hunted and oppressed, and of course, as a baptized and educated devout believer, he has repeatedly repented of his mentality and has not committed any depraved and evil deeds.
But what happened to him at Rentat made him doubt the Lord from the bottom of his heart:
Why didn't the Lord bless me when I suffered like this? Why did the Lord's shepherds collude with villains like George? Why can clergy, nobles, and rich people be buried in cemeteries with separate tombs and coffins, while the poor, no matter how devout their faith, can only be thrown into such graves?
Is this the Lord's justice?
In that case, why can't I get out of my current predicament with the help of magicians?
As long as no one knows in the future, as long as I become a rich person in the future, I will still be the most devout believer in the Lord?
After all, once you become a magician, you will either fall into the endless pursuit of the church, or you will be worried and afraid all day long, and you don't know the joy of life.
After hiding a short staff next to the tombstone and leaving a special mark, Oliver limped to the collapsed grave, and had to fill it in tonight, otherwise he would definitely be beaten.
"Oh, I can't sleep tonight......" As soon as Oliver had an idea, a huge force suddenly came from behind him, causing him to soar into the air and fall heavily into the mud, with pain all over his body, especially his back.
"You TMD lazy guy, you haven't worked yet! Do you want me to beat you to death? X！」 The corpse burial man Goodson cursed while punching and kicking Oliver, feeling like he was being beaten to death.
Oliver could only follow the experience of being beaten before, his hands tightly protected his head, and his body shrank like a shrimp, letting his fists and toes rain down.
After a while, the corpse burial man Goodson seemed to be tired, gasped a few times and said: "Get up and work! Otherwise, I will throw you down!"
After saying that, he didn't wait for Oliver to answer, and staggered towards the gravekeeper's hut, completely ignoring Oliver's fierce expression, staring at the front with bloodshot eyes, staring at the tombstone with a special mark.
If this continues, you will die sooner or later, anyway, you will die, and I will take you with me when I die!"
He slowly got up, walked to the tombstone, dug out the short cane, hid in the grave pit, read it carefully, memorized the contents, and then hid it in his chest.
Then, he climbed out of the grave, picked up the shovel Goodson had dropped, and sprinkled dirt into the pit.
After working like this for half an hour, he walked towards the "gravekeeper" hut with a shovel and a faint flush on his face, his steps were very light, as if he was afraid of waking up the "corpse burier" Goodson.
Entering the cabin, Goodson asked vaguely: "Have you finished your work?"
Isn't it too fast?
"This shovel is a bit dull, I'll change it." Oliver's voice was intermittent, looking cringe-worthy.
Goodson scolded the cub and said: "Remember to sharpen both shovels after work."
They can't afford ironware, which is issued by the city hall.
"Hmm." As he spoke, Oliver had already walked behind Goodson, and the light of the silver moon shone on Oliver through the empty window without glass and window paper, dyeing him a layer of silver white, making the opposite wall highlight a black figure holding a shovel highlighted!
The shovel fell heavily.
Oh!
Goodson's scream was only half a sound, and then it stopped abruptly, he never expected that the rich boy who cherished his life, the stupid boy who had no strength, and the guy who was as timid as a mouse and only knew how to lie to girls, would dare to kill himself directly!
Although he was not asleep, he did not expect such a situation at all!
There was horror frozen on his face, his eyes widened, and he couldn't close them.
Oliver propped up his body with a blood-dripping shovel and spat out thick phlegm at Goodson's head.
"You are fierce? Very fierce? Stand up? Aren't you going to bury me? Come on, bury it!" Oliver asked frantically.
After a few minutes, he gradually calmed down, leaned over and searched for dozens of copper fells on Goodson's body, and then exchanged his clothes for his dirty clothes.
After that, Oliver took the shovel and pressed the short staff hidden in his clothes with his left hand, and walked out of the gravekeeper's hut with a gloomy expression, slowly blending into the darkness outside.
The wind suddenly sounded, the night became thicker, and the new cemetery was empty, only bones all over the ground.
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Shirley rushed to the village in a panic, but before she could reach Vicente's house, she was stopped by a peasant woman in the territory.
"Miss Shirley, don't, don't go over, Vicente, Vicente is actually a magician! Fortunately, you are not married yet!" The peasant woman said panicked and relieved.
Boom, Shirley seemed to be hit by a muffled thunderbolt, and her head was dizzy, grabbing the peasant woman: "Vicente, how can Vicente be a magician?"
Is the Night Watch already here?
"Miss Shirley, you don't know how terrifying it was just now, there are so many corpses hidden in Vicente's basement, he is really, really a terrible evil magician! Thanks to the old men of the church, the peasant woman was eloquent ......and described quite clearly, but Shirley was shaky.
"Where's Vicente? Was he caught?" Shirley struggled to control herself from fainting.
The peasant woman looked frightened: "No, I heard that I went to the swamp early in the morning!"
Huh, Shirley breathed a sigh of relief, as long as Vicente was alive, there would still be a chance!
It seems that he went to the swamp early in the morning to look for special herbs because of the excitement of last night, fortunately, fortunately!
Shirley finally got rid of the peasant woman and hurried back to the manor, she really wanted to go to the swamp in person to inform Vicente to hide for a while, and wait for her father to settle the matter before coming back, anyway, he is not a magician, just hand over the magic book when the time comes, but she is very self-aware, knowing that as a noble lady, she is completely unfamiliar with the area near the swamp.
Therefore, she was going to let her guards inform her, and before the guards knew the news that Vicente was being investigated, she asked him to inform Vicente to avoid it, under the pretext of avoiding the retaliation of several nobles.
As soon as she walked to her garden, Shirley suddenly saw a figure jumping out.
"Shirley, do you think this flower is beautiful? I found it in the swamp!" Vicente looked happy looking forward to praise, holding a bouquet of scarlet and blood-like flowers in his hand.
(End of this chapter)