The woman fell down without reaching the counter, and Jenkins stepped forward to see that there was a large hole in her abdomen, from which the internal organs of the body could be seen. But because she is not fully human, she is just unconscious but not dead, and there is no blood flow.
"What's wrong with you?"
He knelt down and wanted to try the treatment, but at this time the door of the store was pushed open again, and an elderly gentleman who had never seen before walked in the door. He was dressed in black all over, including the hat, in an old-fashioned aristocratic attire.
"Sorry to bother you. Whether you are an ordinary person or a benefactor, please give me this woman and that painting now. This matter has nothing to do with you, and none of us want to cause trouble."
He was straightforward and saved everyone's time.
"is that so?"
Jenkins knelt beside the woman and asked as he checked on her. When I said this, I looked out of the window through the window. It was the morning of the first weekday after the New Year's Eve, and there were no pedestrians on Fifth Queen's Avenue.
Looking down again, when the woman fell down, the picture frame was thrown beside her. The man in the picture had a worried expression, but unfortunately he couldn't do anything. The old gentleman who pushed the door in was a gifter with a level of 5, which was exactly one level higher than Jenkins who had just been promoted.
"Yes, if you give me the woman and the painting, then it's as if we've never met."
He didn't want to add extra details, or he couldn't figure out the details of the young man in front of him.
The woman suddenly woke up from the coma, looking at Jenkins with a pleading look in her eyes.
"Your proposal is great, but I really want to know what kind of grievances there are between the two of you. After all, this matter involves this store. I must understand the reasons for being involved, otherwise I cannot explain to my boss."
Jenkins stood up and made a condition. In order to show his sincerity, he even stepped back to the counter and stopped direct contact with the woman.
"Reason? Oh, don't worry, it's just a coincidence. You must have noticed that this woman is not human at all. She is actually... Well, I can't explain it very well, probably because of a curse. The undead. My grievances with her began in the long past... "
"Are you also an immortal?"
Jenkins points this out.
"No, no, of course not."
The old gentleman immediately denied this, and he showed his sincerity, taking off his hat, and at the same time indicating that he had no weapon in his hand.
"Of course not. To be more accurate, she and the person in the painting have grievances with my family. That happened in an earlier era, gods, aliens, witchcraft, family scandals, and a little bit of love and hate Entanglement, just like the stories in those novels. All this caused women and men to be cursed by God, and my family was burdened with a permanent task-for generations, we must follow the trail of this woman and that man, and use it [Destroying the love between them and mortals after they have achieved happiness] is their duty. I know it is cruel to do so, but it is also part of the curse, and my family is just innocent people unfortunately involved in it."
"Honestly, I'm surprised you're telling me this, I thought we were going to fight."
Jenkins felt that the people he met today had a good temper, because the priesthood reminded him that everything was not a lie.
"It's perfectly fine to tell you this, after all, you will naturally forget it after a while. As for the fight... why did you fight? We don't want to cause trouble. This is a shop next to the main road, and the police patrol every half an hour. Passed by. And it is completely unnecessary, you and I are just strangers we met on this bad morning because of fate, there is no need to separate life and death because of the joke of fate."
He probably also saw that Jenkins was not a bad guy, so he took the initiative to smile at him.
"Are you going to kill this woman?"
Jenkins asked, pointing to the large hole in the woman.
"I don't have that ability. Killing her is equivalent to freeing her. If it can be done so easily, they won't be tortured by the curse for thousands of years."
"That's right."
Jenkins nodded, which was also true.
He had nothing to do with it, he was just fascinated by the thousand-year curse and the story behind it. Therefore, whether it is to rescue the woman forcefully, or let the old gentleman take the woman and the painting away, are all reasonable options.
And Jenkins has been very tired recently. He has wasted a lot of energy on the evil god, Miss Fabbri and those vampires. Now he just wants to go to the Blizzard Villa in the deep mountains for vacation and stay away from these gossips.
"Hey, why do I think it's 'Blizzard Mountain Villa'?"
He is puzzled by his own strange thoughts, and the important thing now is to solve the matter in front of him.
"Well, you can take the woman and the painting with you."
He hesitated for a while, ignored the pleading of the woman on the ground, and agreed to the old gentleman's proposal. In addition to not being willing to get involved in troublesome matters, it is also because the old gentleman's words are all true, while the woman's words just now contain some dishonest content.
"But I'm curious, have you never thought about lifting this curse?"
He leaned back, with one arm resting on the counter for support, and asked in a relaxed tone:
"I think, whether it's your family or this couple, they should be tired of this cycle, right?"
"certainly."
The old gentleman didn't mind chatting with Jenkins for a while, and when it came to this issue, he was quite annoyed:
"But that was a curse from the gods. We begged God's forgiveness. Probably in the last era, God really responded to my family—at the end of the 20th era, He will revoke the family and this pair of men and women. Curse. I think you should also know the current rumors about the end of the era, this cycle has passed half of the time, and I think the family and they will suffer for a long time."
He looks very optimistic, and the appearance of the woman and him in Nolan may also be related to the local legend about the end of the era.
"You just wait until the end of the 20th era? To be honest, judging from the current rumors, even the end of this era has the same probability of happening tomorrow as it will happen three hundred years later, not to mention the distant 20th century. , it may take tens of thousands of years."
"I know this, but what can we do? The mistakes made by our ancestors should be borne by us, and the group of alien races that offended the gods didn't even leave the name of the group. In comparison, This is already a very good result.”
PS: The next chapter is the end of the paper. For the last paragraph of the end of the paper, I changed it for nearly an hour.