After breakfast, Alice and Benjamin set off in the old car that had used to be Anthony. The Grande van is left for Danny to pick up the 'man'.

Matthew's appetite was affected more severely than Benjamin's, and even his spirit was not very good. The two days back to Grande were both late. While waiting for Matthew to have breakfast, Zach made a decision to let Matthew sleep in Grande for the next few days.

When Matthew finished eating and Zach was about to leave, a wizard came running again, still with the smell of Inian witchcraft herbs all over his body......

"What about Benjamin?" asked Max, looking at Matthew, who was standing beside Zach on the back porch with an uncomfortable face.

"Get out, you're late. It was Zach who answered, Zach looked at Max, touched his nose and frowned, "The smell on your body is heavier." ”

"Uh......" Max jumped on the spot, shaking, "I can't help Sibella and them, so I can only prepare materials and ......"

Ink appeared behind Zach and made an inhalation motion, as if to smell the scent emanating from Max, "In'an's witchcraft, I've seen some of it in the Republic. The words were addressed to Max, who had called out her identity at the beginning of yesterday, "You are making potions with a preservation effect. Mo frowned, as if thinking of something bad.

Max's face was actually excited, he wanted to see ink yesterday, curious and curious, but Benjamin forcibly pulled him away, "Yes, can you tell? Are you curious about the witchcraft of In'an? I can exchange ...... with you."

"Nope. Mo kept frowning, "It's not curiosity, it's annoyance." Ink looked at Zach, "In the Republic, you call Papa Midnight's Man, the progenitor of witchcraft. After killing our 'spirits', they will preserve the corpses in this way, and then study them to make something disgusting. ”

Max opened his mouth, unable to continue.

Zach didn't mean to save the scene, and looked at Max. "Sbella, what are they doing with the corpses of those werewolves? ”

"Uh, yes. Max had no choice but to turn his gaze away from Mo, "It's just that someone seems to have alerted the police to find these corpses (naturally James), so I stopped the research for the time being, and first tried to find a way to preserve these corpses, let the police take them first, and then try to get them back." ”

Zach frowned, "Preservation? The police will definitely take these corpses for testing, won't the way you Indos preserve them affect anything?"

"No, it won't. Werewolves are actually dead the moment they become werewolves, and when they do, their bodies decay very quickly......" He looked at our vampire with some unnatural looks, "You probably know better than I do...... So Sbella and John were actually in a hurry, and they had to be put on hold now, and we would only make the police test look more normal. ”

Zach tugged at the corners of his mouth, not wanting to ask more, "Do you have anything else, I can go back to you if I have nothing to do." ”

Max knew that it had caused unpleasantness. "Then I'm leaving. Ming, I'll come back tomorrow. ”

Zach wanted to refuse. Glancing at the guy who hung his head and didn't have the spirit to leave, he shook his head, how to say that he is also a person who lives and dies with Benjamin Matthew, forget it, let him be. Watch this guy leave. Zach headed to the cemetery to the west.

Mo walked with the reason that he was not in a good mood and wanted to go out for a walk. Zach didn't look like she was under any ill influence in the sun, but the vampire himself needed a drink or two in the gradually warming daylight. It made Zach feel like he was being compared.

"I thought the Commonwealth cemetery would be more different from ours. Mo walked in front of someone else's tombstone without any shreathing, and touched the beautiful point of the tombstone twice, "The result is about the same." ”

Matthew was holding a thick cemetery management book, and he was always explaining who was buried nearby and something. Choosing a cemetery is similar to choosing a real estate, and people of the same social status will naturally meet in the same area...... Well, that's what it means.

"It's a little bit different. He leaned over to Matthew and looked at Grande's cemetery management book, "You're so superficial. The words said to Zach, "The few locations you just set are all places with nearby cemeteries of similar specifications. Mo hit the nail on the head, "You are completely using the amount of customer payment, in the choice of position." ”

"yes. Zach felt that there was nothing wrong with replying, "The specifications of the cemetery that can be made with the same payment are naturally similar, is there a problem with my method?" ”

Mo pursed his lips and shook his head, "No problem, but what I don't understand is that you don't seem to be in the cemetery's intended location, and this method of choosing is at most to make the cemetery look as a whole, well, neat - similar specifications of the cemetery together." ”

"That's good. Zach replied as a matter of course, "This is a cemetery, and there are decaying, lifeless bodies underneath, and tidiness is the only thing they need." As Barton's only traditional funeral owner, Zach offers this, well, expertise.

"Okay. Mo pursed her lips, this is the Federation, she should also be aware of all her knowledge, and it is time to follow the local customs, "You go on." ”

"Matthew. Zach shrugged his shoulders and walked through the three cemeteries in the east, west, and south, "How many plots of land have I decided?"

Matthew quickly flipped through his notes and counted, "Thirty-six." Here's the answer. Okay, a lot......

"Enough. Zach squinted and looked up at the sun, which was already close to the middle of the morning, and was gone all morning, "Go back." Pick a few small pieces for Louise to put into the plan, and pick a few more when she returns. "Why did you choose so much, the answer is here, Zach chuckled lightly, and already turned around, "One less time, let Lady Donna retreat slowly." ”

"Going back?" Mo was left behind, and she turned her head to look north, "Isn't there a park over there that hasn't been seen?"

Zach raised his eyebrows and smiled back, "The cemetery of the Federation also has requirements for location, that is, North Park is a cemetery reserved for those sinners and people who no one cares about, and ordinary people will not want to be buried there." ”

Mo opened his mouth, as if he had something to say, but closed it anyway, silently following behind Zack.

Zach felt the chill on his back, a soul alien who was actually chilling on the back of his vampire, which was annoying.

"Say it. Zach frowned, turned around, and looked at the republican ghost, "What do you want to say?"

First let out a long breath, as if he had been suffocated before, "North Park, is the best location here, is the ......" She suddenly paused, smiled slightly, and looked at Zack's face that tried to show that he was listening to you patiently, "In the words that you Federation aliens can understand, it is a suitable place for 'things to be born'." ”

Zach turned around, he was done, he could go home.

"Don't you understand?" Mo Piao, probably floating, anyway, the same shoes as Louise were not on the ground, and 'moved' to Zack's side, "I said birth, have you forgotten what I said to you in the kitchen......? The place where you bury sinners and the nameless is the place where we were born. ”

Zach continued, "What do you want to express. "Do you want to tell me that the people of the Republic will choose such a place to be buried in order to be born again after death?" "Hehe, for this Zach, it's just a discussion of world cognition.

Mo shook his head, but immediately, nodded again, "Uh...... That's what I mean, but there's something else......"

Zach interrupted, "Nothing else, it's Grande North Park, I'm the owner of Grande, and I haven't seen anything born yet." Your knowledge in the Republic. Zach glanced at her, "That's wrong." "The look given is -- 'Recognize your situation.'"

"It's just appropriate, but it's not necessarily necessary. Mo didn't mind the not-so-friendly words, and tilted his head with a smile, "I can feel that there is something there, the 'essence' we talked about, brewing and being born." ”

Zach raised his hand, intending to wave it to end the conversation, but his hand stopped halfway and turned to look at Matthew, "Is Harrison buried there?" ”

"yes. (To be continued.) )