It was early morning when I got home. When I walked into the front shop, I saw Pique lying in the corner wrapped in a quilt. It was his turn to snore tonight.

In fact, there was no need to arrange a vigil anymore, because Karen's side had moved here, but when Karen came back, the tradition was picked up again by the two clerks in the store.

Karen saw Hilly coming out of the public washroom, she looked at Karen with sleepy eyes, and said:

"Master, do you need to prepare supper?"

"No need, you rest."

"Okay, master."

Shirley walked into a small room.

So, has the housemaid also become a housekeeper?

Karen went back to his bedroom, and Kevin got up from the kennel and shook himself.

Pu'er was lying on the side of the bedside table, with the desk lamp turned on, his claws curled up in front of his body, with a serious expression on his face.

"doing what?"

"Conceiving..."

"Um?"

"I can't allow others to smear me like this." Pu'er said, "So, I want to publish my autobiography."

"Oh, ok, who will write it for you?"

"Little John, I've already found it."

"You can show me the first draft when it's finished."

"Of course, I allow you to be the first readers of my great book."

"I'm just worried that you're going to write something you shouldn't have written."

"How is it possible? I've always been very cautious. By the way, what new items have you added to the dinner party so late?"

Pu'er turned around while speaking, and continued:

"I heard that after the work dinner between men, there is a tradition to go to the dim sum shop for dim sum."

"There is a very powerful person named Gray in the team. He is good at melee combat. I will learn from him."

"Did you fight?"

"Um."

"Oh, I guess, the process must be that you can't beat him but you're making great progress."

"how do you know?"

"Well, you have to be clear. I grew up watching Dees. When I watch the same movie for the second time, I can definitely understand the plot, right?"

"Hehe, I'm going to take a shower first. I'm tired and want to rest early."

"Of course, I've warmed the bed for you."

"Then I might as well put a hot water bottle."

"No, the temperature of the water is different from the body temperature!"

"Suddenly so attentive, what are you going to do?"

"I want some vouchers, you know, Kevin and I like to get some materials to do some research, rubbings and so on."

"Ask for Alfred."

"Oh, that **** radio goblin is very stingy. I asked him for it a few days ago and he told me that the family's expenses are very tight."

"I brought back a lot of coupons this time, and you should have them if you ask him again."

"That's right, that's great. Our little Karen has grown up and can earn some coupons to take home. Grandma, I'm very pleased."

Karen stopped talking to Pu'er, went to the bathroom, took a shower, changed his clothes, and then went back to bed and lay down.

Pu'er came over again and asked, "Is this funeral club not taking orders anymore?"

"Well, as I ordered, I won't accept orders from ordinary people for the time being."

"Then your ambition is really big enough."

"It's not ambition, it's just that I don't want to be troubled. Okay, I'm going to bed, and I have to practice tomorrow."

"Good night meow."

…

Karen didn't wake up until noon. After washing, she entered the study through the door of the bedroom, and saw Pu'er dictating, and Little John was taking notes with a pen.

Seeing Karen coming in, Little John immediately said:

"Today's the weekend."

"Um."

Karen responded and walked out of the study.

"Master, I have prepared your lunch."

"OK."

Xi Li prepared pasta for Karen, which was a bit like fried noodles, with a lot of side dishes. She really catered to Karen's taste.

Karen asked while eating: "Hey Li, do you live at home now?"

"Well, yes, you can go home once a week, and you can go home to have a look if you have something to do. This is what Mr. Alfred ordered me."

"That's fine, it's not safe to go back at night."

"Because I have a family of relatives coming to York City, the small room where I used to sleep has been occupied. I begged Mr. Alfred for the condition of living in the house. Thank you Mr. Alfred. Thank you young master for taking me in."

"You earn so much money, don't you even have a bed at home?"

"No, young master, those are relatives. Although I haven't seen them much before, relatives definitely need to help each other. I think so, right, young master?"

"Yeah." Karen replied.

But he noticed that Shirley avoided his own "how much money do you make" question, so Karen didn't continue to ask.

This girl is very hardworking. When I first met her, her complexion was a bit dark, but after working as a maid for a while, her complexion was obviously much fairer than before, and based on the two whites I saw in the bathroom yesterday...

It means that her originally dark complexion should be caused by working outside in the past few years and basking in the sun, and she should be relatively fair.

"By the way, Shili, you can prepare some food for me in the afternoon, and I'm going to take it to share with my friends at night."

"No problem, master."

After finishing her lunch, Karen got up and walked to the yard.

There was a bench next to the flower bed in the yard, and there was a swing beside it. At the moment Dora and Doreen were playing on the swing.

Karen went to the bench and sat down.

Dora and Doreen immediately walked up to Karen politely and said hello to Karen.

Karen smiled and said, "Go ahead and play."

"Go back to your room and review your homework. Don't disturb Mr. Cullen." Mrs. Lake said as she came out.

The sisters bowed to Karen and ran back to their rooms.

"It's not good to let children play." Karen smiled. "I enjoy watching them play."

It can be regarded as replacing Mr. Pavaro to see how they are living happily now.

Mrs. Lake also sat on the bench, and said: "I want them to go to school, but they are not young now, and it is more troublesome to find a school."

"This is easy to handle. Just find a tutor and let Alfred arrange it. Just rest assured."

"Thank you, Mr. Cullen."

"Ma'am, we don't need to see outsiders like this."

Mrs. Lake seemed to have thought of something suddenly, her face flushed slightly, and she nodded silently.

At this moment, Peak came in with a newspaper in his hand, and said, "Boss, today's newspaper."

Karen reached out for the newspaper.

There are two ordinary newspapers that Karen used to read in bed at night, and the other is "Order Weekly" that Karen subscribes to.

"You are busy first. If you need anything, please tell me." Mrs. Lake said goodbye.

"Yes ma'am." Karen nodded at her.

Immediately, under the lazy afternoon sun, Karen leaned on the bench and began to read the newspaper.

In the evening, I will go to yesterday's place to continue training with Gray, so I can relax a little in the afternoon.

Karen read the "Order Weekly" first, and skipped those dry articles about beliefs and spells, but picked out some news about the church circle.

Sure enough, Karen saw news of attacks on a church on a page of the newspaper, which was the Pamires Church.

According to the records in Mr. Hoffin's notes, the Pamiresian Cult has a history of two complete epochs, which is longer than the existence of the Cult of Order.

The **** that this religion believes in is Pamires, a very legendary god, because his duty is... to deliver letters.

In the mythological narratives of many orthodox churches and large churches, the stories between gods and gods, especially when conflicts break out between gods, whether it is a declaration of war, an armistice, or an alliance, there will be such a record: He ordered Pamires to deliver the message.

Therefore, there is a saying that Palmyreth possesses some kind of spatial innate ability, and it is precisely because of this ability that he can easily pass through various spaces arranged by gods and deliver letters as quickly as possible.

Of course, there is another conspiracy theory that wars broke out frequently among the gods in the last era, among which Pamires, the messenger, was likely to provoke them.

But every time, Pamiles can stand on the side of the winner. For example, after a certain battle between gods is over, the representative **** of the winning side will ask Pamiles to preach the gospel of the end of the war to the world.

In reality, today's Pamires Theological Church has always been a medium-sized church, and what this church is best at is the production of space appliances.

Its power is actually not that great, but no one dares to underestimate it, after all, its background lies here.

The "Order Weekly" criticized the Pamires Theology is that they secretly shelter and protect the remnants of the light, and listed a series of evidence, including the search for the remnants of the light in the city of York a while ago, and found a lot of light The remnants escaped by borrowing the space sacred artifact.

This is actually a weather vane, because in the process of the destruction of the light, almost all the existing orthodox churches have done things that made things worse, and the Pamires religion was deeply connected with the remnants of the light, which obviously violated the taboo of the entire circle;

At the same time, we have to consider the role attributes of the **** Pamires in the mythological narrative. It is hard not to think that it is the Pamires religion who believes that the light will rise again, so they bet in advance.

God's religion believes in such things as destiny and prophecy;

But the problem is, they only believe in their own, because everyone has a **** above their heads, and they can all receive oracles, so why should they believe in yours?

Therefore, even if the Pamires sect really publicly declared that they had received the oracle and that the light was about to rise, everyone would still try to work together to suppress the light, unless... the momentum of the light's rise was unstoppable.

Karen didn't know how true or false the situation was, but under this report, he also quoted the statements of other churches. The lightest ones expressed serious concern, and the more serious ones were that they had already begun to criticize Pamir. Sijiao attacked.

Then there is another piece of news, that is, in the waters of Changqin Sea, strange natural disasters have occurred frequently recently, causing five cargo ships and three cruise ships to capsize. It was triggered by the experiment of standard space sacred artifacts.

Although this report did not name anyone by name, it echoes the previous attacks and is easily reminiscent of the Pamires Church.

Perhaps, further evidence and discoveries will appear in the next issue of the newspaper. The water in the pot should be boiled slowly until it boils.

Space holy artifact?

If the Cult of Order chose the Pamires Cult, in this destruction operation, can their own team have the harvest of the Space Hallows?

Next, Karen casually flipped through the normal newspapers and read some international news;

Independence uprisings broke out in two more colonies of the Wayne Empire, and the army's initial suppression also failed, requiring the empire to mobilize more troops from other places to quell the chaos.

The governments of many countries have introduced bills against the dumping of Venn goods, and the Venn government has lodged a serious protest and reserves the right to use reciprocal retaliation.

The current king of Ulans, who had grown up in Wien, asked Wien for the navy to enter the port because he was worried that a riot was brewing in the country to overthrow the royal family.

Karen feels that since he came to Wayne, he has seen almost no good news about Wayne from the international news. This huge empire seems to be heading for a downhill path of collapse and disintegration.

Of course, Karen does not feel that he has brought bad luck. Some objective laws of history cannot be changed by him alone.

The domestic news in Wien is that Mr. Luther held another rally, reaffirming the need to fight for rights in a peaceful way, and asking the government to give them equal voting rights to purple-haired people who have legal jobs and have immigrated for generations.

Mr. Luther is very popular this year, and the purple rights protection movement he started is gradually reaching a climax, attracting more and more people's attention.

Karen noticed that in the photo, the purple-haired followers standing behind and below Mr. Luther were very orderly, and they were all wearing hats and various suits. Illegal immigration image.

After closing the newspaper, Karen stretched.

At this time, Dingcomb came over with an official letter, and Karen opened it, and found that it was Vicolai who initiated the work meeting of the judges in the jurisdiction under the jurisdiction of his adjudicator.

The time is three days later in the afternoon.

"Mr. Pavaro is not here, can you push it down?"

Dingcom replied: "Boss, the person who sent the official letter said that you don't need to attend the previous meetings, but you must attend this meeting, because a bishop will come to inspect the work at the grassroots level, and our area is his established inspection point." .”

"Oh, I see."

That lord bishop is most likely Vicole's grandfather.

In fact, since the last time we met, Karen has not had any contact with Vicolai, and he seems to have taken the initiative to draw a clear line with "Pavaro", and does not want to have anything to do with each other.

This is also normal, no matter how nice it was at the beginning, as long as you follow me, Pavaro, I will ensure that you will have a better future.

But the fact is that the persona of Mr. Pavaro is enough for most bosses not to like to contact him.

To a certain extent, this gave Karen a lot of convenience, because in this way, Mr. Pavaro could always do tasks outside without coming back.

But this time...

"I see. I will inform Mr. Pavaro."

"Okay, boss."

Looking at the time, he felt that it was almost time. Karen walked into the study and found that Xili had packed the food according to his instructions. Karen took the food and got into the car and came to the factory area last night.

The gatekeeper has changed, and it's a bald man with a fleshy face:

"Haven't seen you?"

"Fanny and Miss Xie are my friends, I came here yesterday."

"Okay, please come in."

Karen didn't stay on the first floor, and went directly downstairs. There was only Fanny inside, and she was practicing shooting.

"That's great, I brought something to eat." Fanny put down her gun, walked up to Karen, and began to eat, "Grey hasn't arrived yet, but it should be soon, Xie will not be here tonight, she has other things."

"Um."

While the two were eating, Gray walked in.

"Gerry, have you eaten? This pie tastes very good."

"I've eaten it, take your time, don't worry."

Gray silently picked up a new long gun and walked onto the ring, but this time he didn't wrap the tip of the gun again. In fact, the tip of the gun that was wrapped yesterday split quickly.

Karen immediately picked up the handkerchief that Xili had prepared and wiped his hands, ran to the shelf, picked up the long sword, and entered the ring.

"I'm not in a hurry." Gray said, looking at Karen.

"There is no reason for a student to keep the teacher waiting."

Although the cat teacher and dog teacher in the family have rich experience, they can't use the cat's paw and dog's paw to pick up the sword and practice by themselves. Gray is the most suitable teacher Karen has encountered so far. Karen also cherishes this time Learning opportunities.

"Then, let's start."

"Yes, Mr. Gray."

Tonight's teaching lasted a full three hours.

Although Gray still can't let go completely, at least he can be much calmer than yesterday, and he doesn't have to be so cautious anymore.

Karen was still broken through the Seagod's Armor time and time again, but he was very satisfied with the duration of each match and the content presented in the match.

Then, just like yesterday, in the last hour, Gray began to feel a little tired, and after two hours of teaching, Karen became more and more courageous.

In the last hour, the two fought four times in total, and Karen won two times. In these two times, he calmly withdrew the knife.

"Okay, stop fighting."

Gray was the first to shout to stop, he didn't want to lose his strength like yesterday.

Karen walked up to Gray again, bowed to him, and thanked him for his guidance.

"Actually, you don't need to be so serious. I mean the attitude." Gray said helplessly, "You treat me like this, which makes me feel that I have to die to protect you in the next mission. This feeling is very irritating. uncomfortable."

"Sorry, I didn't realize that."

"Continue tomorrow."

"Yes, Mr. Gray."

"Fanny, I'm leaving first, you and Karen play slowly."

"Well, okay, you go."

Fanny looked at Karen and asked, "Are you tired?"

"fine."

"Hehe, Grey must be more tired. Then, next, are you going to find a place to drink with me or go home early by yourself?"

"I want to go home early."

"Okay, then you go back."

Karen walked to the door, stopped, turned around and looked at Fanny:

"I thought you should know I would say no."

"uh-huh."

"Then why do you still ask?"

"Because today is the anniversary of an ugly guy who died protecting me."

Karen heard this and asked, "So, is there a place where I can take a shower?"

"Do you regret asking this extra question?" Fanny asked with a smile.

"No, you should have told me earlier."

…

"Oh, it's time for me to call Karen from the Pavaro Funeral Service, because the food they sent last time is almost finished." Old Saman said, pointing to the food in the pot.

But that didn't affect Neo's fork speed in the slightest.

"You have come to see her every day recently, don't you think it is too frequent?"

"Because I have nothing to do recently, I want to come and spend more time with her." Neo said.

"Do you know what kind of person visits graves frequently?"

Neo shook his head.

Old Saman replied: "It's the old people. Because they are about to die, they want to come and visit often. Do you think they are looking at the people lying down? No, they are familiarizing themselves with the environment in which they will lie down in the future. .”

"Are you talking about me?" Neo asked.

"Of course, I think it's not good for you to be lifeless. I think Karen is good. Although he is very calm, he can still take jokes and feel it. He is a person who loves life, but he doesn't respect the old very much. Don't like hearing me play the clarinet.

This point, you should learn from him, no matter when, you must love life. "

"I can't learn."

"How will you know if you don't try it, hey hey hey hey, this big fish ball is mine, it's mine!!"

After eating supper, old Saman looked at the mess on the small table in front of him and said:

"You won't come tomorrow, will you?"

"I said, I want to spend more time with her."

"Come tomorrow too? What about the day after tomorrow?"

"Come on, if there is no accident, I will come and see her every day until I am busy next time."

"Call Karen to come with you next time. You won't bring food, but he is polite."

"OK, bye."

"I don't want to see you again."

Watching Neo's figure gradually leave, the old Saman didn't rush to clean up the table, but sat there, mocking himself:

"I have to come every day, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com I can't run, and even if I want to run, where can I go?"

Old Saman picked up the clarinet beside him and started to play it. He didn't play it very well, but he was very intoxicated.

the end of the song,

The old Saman began to pant. His song was not calculated according to the score, but according to his lung capacity. When he felt that his lungs could not support the continuous playing, it meant that the song was over.

"Oh, it's getting shorter and shorter."

Old Saman glanced at the dark cemetery;

Then,

He held the clarinet in his arms, like holding a child, and murmured:

"Praise Pamireth."

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