All went well, Jenkins looked at his pocket watch under the moonlight, and it was only one minute and twenty-one seconds before he sneaked into the cemetery, and the small cemetery of Prill Jones, an apprentice makeup artist of the Silver Jasmine Opera Company, was already in front of him.
A tombstone embedded in the grass bears the dates of the poor man's birth and death, and the cause of death—influenza. There was also a message from the head of the troupe, in which he praised the poor girl's life in a sad tone.
According to the kingdom's funeral customs, in this regulated tomb area, the coffin should be directly below the tombstone.
"Do you really want to dig someone else's grave?"
Jenkins raised his rapier to the wet lawn, and hesitated again.
"If people don't do it for themselves, they will be destroyed by heaven and earth!"
He gritted his teeth and shouted in his heart, then threw the sword aside, squatted down, and pressed the ground with both hands.
"If this doesn't work, I really want to dig your grave. I'm sorry, if I have the chance, I will avenge you... By the way, how did you die?"
While thinking about it in his heart, he closed his eyes and let his mind go blank, and then activated [Dream Soul Leaving Body]. The moonlight tonight is a bit weird and cold, the physical body falls to the ground, while the spiritual body goes deep into the ground.
Just approaching that direction, the "smell" full of lust almost caused his spiritual body to pounce on it.
But it can't be like this, once his spirit body touches the divinity, it will passively burn it and use it, it can't be wasted here.
The spirit slowly withdrew from the ground to its body, but something beneath the ground pursued it. Just now when Jenkins got up on the grass, he heard a "boo~", and a golden object came out of the soil around him, which looked very much like a musical note.
"You are the one!"
Shouting in his heart, he quickly unbuttoned his jacket, fumbled up and down his underwear with his left and right hands, and tore off seven or eight cloth pockets. He took out various metals that had been pressed into appropriate shapes and assembled them into non-standard cubes, and then with a swipe of the rapier, he closed the golden thing.
He cut his finger with the sword and wiped a bloodstain on one side of the hexahedron.
"With my blood!"
The metal blocks that were about to fall apart were put together.
Turn the hexahedron over and coat the second side with silver powder blessed by Bishop Parode.
"Clean with silver!"
The junction of different metals shows a tendency to melt.
Flip the hexahedron over, and on the third side, lay down a blade of grass that you plucked from the ground around you.
"Yi Zhiling!"
In the field of vision of the Eye of Truth, a faint golden light emerged.
Flip the hexahedron over and put a white mark on the fourth side. This is the psychic powder obtained after killing the evil spirits in the hospital last time.
"The evil of the soul!"
The six sides shrink inward at the same time and gradually become flat.
Flip the hexahedron, leaving nothing on the fifth side, and let the moon shine.
"By the light of the moon!"
The metal block in his hand vibrated violently.
Turn the hexahedron over and paint the holy emblem of the sage on the last side with light blue ceremonial chalk.
"With the power of God!"
All the visions disappeared, and a palm-sized black standard hexahedron stayed in the palm of Jenkins' left hand.
The sealing ceremony is over!
This is a very special ceremony. The focus of the ceremony is not on the metal, but on the six-sided seal. Except that at the very beginning, the blood of the host of the ceremony must be used, and at the end, the sacred emblem of faith of the host of the ceremony must be painted, what to use on the other four sides depends entirely on what you have, what you can touch, and what you understand in your heart What.
If people other than the sealer want to break the seal, they must be prepared to arrange rituals for each of the six sides. The holy emblem on the last side can be solved with that kind of paper, and the blood on the first side needs to kill the sealer.
If Jenkins can get the first drop of divinity, it means that the person who sealed it is dead, and the seals on the other four sides have been damaged due to unknown reasons.
Any conscious preparation in advance will make the ceremony fail, but it will definitely succeed without preparation.
These are all the knowledge Jenkins obtained during the ceremony just now.
In view of the tasteless effect of this ceremony, not many people even used it in the church of [Knowledge and Books]. After Jenkins was completely finished, a layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.
"Just now, why did I move by myself?"
He realized in a trance that there was a great secret hidden behind this "special seal", but why did this kind of thing appear on the first floor of the secret library
Quickly packed up his things and prepared to run, Chocolate kept silent the whole time, until after leaving the cemetery, he kept scratching Jenkins' pocket containing the metal block.
"Don't make trouble!"
He reprimanded softly, "When I get back, I'll get you a potion of enlightenment on animal wisdom."
So the cat came down obediently, but when it was in Jenkins' arms, it glanced at the hut where the cemetery guard lived.
After finding his luggage and confirming that no one found it, he carefully walked back to the woods near the steam train station in Shire City. Huddling up on the tree with chocolate in his arms, until the sky was slightly brightened, the sound of a loud siren came from a distance. Jenkins held an unused ticket in one hand and a pocket watch in the other, checked the time, and then ran quickly with the chocolate out.
He didn't have the ability to climb the train, so he joined the crowd at the station first, and then walked out of the station with the arriving passengers.
Serious accidents due to the emergence of the strange world have been noticed. It was impossible not to be noticed, and when Jenkins left, half of the car was lying on the rails.
Jenkins turned up his collar and ears like a cat, eavesdropping on what was being said about it. The trains coming from the direction of Nolan all passed through that section of the railway, so they all saw the assembled army, police, strange people in strange costumes, and church priests with serious faces.
The air in Shire is better than that in Norland, and the visibility in the early morning is not bad. Jenkins, like an ordinary outlander, got into the carriage a block from the station in order to avoid being ripped off by the coachman.
The carriage slowly passed the team of workers going to work, turned left at the five forks in the awakened city, crushed the small stones on the road, and passed another carriage. Finally, Jenkins found the herbal medicine shop hidden in the deepest part of the city according to the note his father gave him.
The common opinion is that herbal medicine, like witchcraft, is a trick of the savages of the islands beyond this continent. This perception is actually true in some respects, but there really are herb masters among the wildlings, and witchcraft is really spells.
Old Jack was the owner of the herbal shop, a man Jenkins had never heard of before this trip.