"You've lost weight again. Your dancing posture should be lighter now, right?" Christian was not surprised, but used the word "thin" to describe Marys.
She was not only thin, but looked like a dehydrated mummy that had been buried in a coffin for many years.
"Lord Kerry, you are no longer the little girl you saw when I was 5 years old." Maris responded to Christian coldly.
"Oh, no! In my heart, you will always be the little girl dancing by the caravan and by the campfire." Christian said with a smile.
Gentleness and elegance, it seems that these labels will always be attached to the Bruch family, showing this to the world all the time.
But Maris knew what was hidden behind their elegance and calmness.
"Thank you for your imagination." Maris said lightly, "Can you tell me why you came to me now?"
Under the light, a mummy was talking to Christian. The walls of the castle and the priceless oil paintings hanging on them serve as the background, making everything look even weirder.
It was as if some mysterious and sneaky wizard in the Middle Ages was digging graves and trying to summon his own skeleton soldiers.
There was just something wrong with the summoning, and the skeleton turned into a mummy.
"Master Luoche, he was killed a few days ago." Kerry said leisurely while looking at the red liquid in the goblet.
"I know."
"You must be aware of the big commotion. But you probably don't know what's going on behind the scenes."
"Are you saying that Patriarch Roche finally took action again after a hundred years?" Maris asked.
"No, my beautiful little girl, maybe I should add the word once?" Christian smiled and said: "We all think that Mr. Roche has sensed the call of his ancestors and is ready to return to the family cemetery to protect the family and move forward. The heroic spirit."
Maris listened quietly, her orbicularis oculi muscles trembling slightly under her skin, and her slender eyelashes flickering. I don't think it's cute, but more weird and scary.
"It was a young doctor from the imperial capital who made a diagnosis for Mr. Luo Che and exposed the conspiracy without mercy. My ancestor! Mr. Luo Che turned out to be lead poisoned. I didn't expect that our bodies could also be exposed to lead. This kind of clumsiness erosion of heavy metal elements.”
"doctor?"
"I know that your legends are all just to make some money. It's impossible to use your life force to predict the future."
The mummy shrugged its shoulders, its black robe trembling slightly.
"I saw what you looked like when you were 5 years old. Did you start to change when you were 6 years old?"
"You know, the curse says that before the age of 10, you will become like this, neither human nor ghost."
"I have no intention of understanding your divination methods. I just always thought that you were sick, not because of the damn curse. No one could have cast a curse thousands of years ago and it continues to this day. Even Lord Luo Che, Can’t do that.”
"I'm touched by your statement, but don't you think it's particularly stupid? Master Kerry." Maris said hoarsely.
Jie Jie's strange laughter echoed in the castle room, as if mummies were about to emerge from the ancient bluestone walls in every corner.
"Then let me tell you one more thing."
"Um?"
"Sir Luo Che flew to the Imperial Capital a while ago."
The mummy's eyes widened, and she looked at Christian in disbelief. Roche Bruch is obviously very powerful, but he is too cautious. He rarely leaves this castle, even if there are never more than five people in the world who can hurt him.
This is his territory. With the blessing of the ancestors, no one can defeat him in this castle... and hurt him.
This old guy actually walked out of the castle? !
Looking at Maryse's mummy-like face and the mummy's eyes widening in disbelief, Christian took a sip of the red liquid in the wine glass and said, "Now you know what I mean."
"Is it a disease?"
"I don't know. Anyway, Mr. Roche went to find that little guy." Kerry said: "Originally, I thought he was very interesting. Not many people dared to punch me in the face, even though I was weak at that time. state."
The mummy did not interrupt Christian's words. Her eyes moved slightly, as if she was thinking about something.
"I think Master Luo Che is guiding us like a lighthouse on the coast. Little girl, aren't you ready to give it a try?" Luo Che said elegantly.
"Why are you helping me?"
"My ancestors, I will also grow old slowly, okay? Now I start to keep recalling the past, and there is a doubt in my heart that needs to be explained."
"No!" Maris simply rejected Christian's statement.
"Don't refuse in a hurry, he is just an ordinary person..."
"Ordinary people? Will Chief Luoche leave this moldy and rotten castle because of an ordinary person?"
"I'm sorry for your description." Kerry said: "It's also a video, so you don't have to worry about your affairs being known."
The mummy was silent, and her eyes moved slightly, as if she was making up her mind about something.
Christian was not in a hurry. He shook the dark red liquid in the cup and watched the liquid hanging on the wall and slowly dissolving in the cup.
"What does he need?"
"There is no need, but I still want to see the good memories of the past... If there are, our Bruch family will give him enough rewards." After saying that, Kerry smiled, "In addition, I also want to see the good memories of the past... There is doubt in the approach and I want to prove something.”
The mummy slowly put the black hood back on, and the withered hands that seemed to have only skeletons retracted into the black robes.
At this time, she seemed to be integrated with the shadow of the castle, and it was difficult to tell whether she really existed.
"Don't move, my little girl." Kerry said: "Only this room belongs to me, be careful that Lord Roche will turn you into one of my tribesmen or an inferior tribesman."
The shadow did not move, only the light on the crystal ball in front of him flickered twice.
"I just like your pretended mystery." Christian sneered, and then took out his phone.
"Look what my little friend is doing."
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Zheng Ren was standing on the large terrace, talking softly to Xiao Yiren.
There is no theme, just say whatever comes to mind.
Talking about the bright lights of thousands of houses in front of me, talking about the community hospital downstairs, talking about today’s surgery, and talking about the dinner for dinner.
This was his most leisurely time. Zheng Ren had become accustomed to and fell in love with this kind of life.
they said…
Zheng Ren frowned when his cell phone rang.
This is still a bad habit left over from clinical practice. My mobile phone is on 24 hours a day. Every time I receive a call from the hospital at home, I feel frightened.
That meant another emergency medical treatment and another sleepless night.
He smiled apologetically at Xiao Yiren, then picked up his phone and took a look.
Kerry? Zheng Ren hesitated for a moment, then answered the phone.