When she first came to the cemetery, Karen also said that this was the last supper she cooked for old Saman.

In the end, because of Derius' arrival, it really became the last supper.

Karen did not deliberately make it very rich, one serving of edamame roasted chicken, one serving of Kung Pao chicken, one serving of fish-flavored eggplant, and one serving of chowder;

Simple, three dishes and one soup.

The small table was placed on the outside steps, and Alfred had set up stools and tableware.

Alfred has been using chopsticks with Karen for a long time, and old Samant has gradually become accustomed to this tableware since eating hot pot that time.

The three of them sat at the small table, eating quietly, and no one spoke.

But the atmosphere at the dinner table is not serious, let alone sad. One side is the funeral club and the other is the cemetery manager. The matter of life and death has long been underestimated.

After the meal, old Samant got up and picked up the broom, ready to get up to sweep his cemetery. .

Alfred reminded, "I'll pick you up tomorrow morning to take you back to the funeral club for makeup."

"OK, all right."

Old Saman nodded, and the figure fell into the depths of the cemetery in front of him.

Alfred got up and cleaned up the tableware, then put the table and chairs back, and finally picked up a small broom to clean the outside. After he was done, Alfred walked over to Karen.

"Let's go back." Karen walked over to the car and sat in the passenger seat.

Alfred sat in and started the car and said, "Master, I have arranged the funeral, you can rest assured."

"Nothing to worry about."

Generally, if Alfred is given a full score of 10, he can basically achieve 12 points.

At nine o'clock in the evening, I returned to the funeral club. Tonight, Pique was in charge of the night vigil and snoring.

Since Mr. Pavaro has hardly appeared and Cullen has become the actual head of the funeral society, these two guys have been living a bit harder and more tired than before, but the benefits have improved a lot, so work There is no problem with positivity.

"By the way, Alfred."

"Master, you ordered."

"Go to the black market to exchange some coupons for some reals, remit it to the family, and help pay off the house loan first."

"Okay, sir."

"I'm going back to my room first."

"Master, rest early."

Karen pushed open the bedroom door and saw her cat and dog circling the refrigerator again.

"Have you done your research?"

"Oh, I came back very early tonight. I have good news for you. This refrigerator, without considering the upgrade, has been completely fiddled with. The crystal has just been put in, and it is now activated."

"Really?"

Karen opened the refrigerator to find that the middle plate had been removed and the chill hit.

"You can try it now." Pu'er said.

"Wow!" Kevin wagged his tail.

Karen opened the sword box, took out the sword of Arius, put the sword in it upright, and closed the refrigerator door.

Pu'er climbed onto Karen and sat down on his shoulders: "The next step is to call this sword from the refrigerator into your hands, and the stupid dog and I have prepared three ways for you.

The first method is the recorder. There is an array in the recorder. You only need to input a part of the spiritual power into it, and then play it, the array inside it will be activated, and a star will appear in front of you. The sword will be teleported. "

"So, in the future, before I fight someone, I have to pick up a recorder and play a tune?"

"Does it feel disrespectful?"

"A little."

"There is more than one point. Although the effect of doing this can laugh at the opponent in advance and make the opponent relax, it is really ugly when used, so the second method is, the pipe. The same method of use, first instill spiritual power, Then light the tobacco, and then the star appears, and your sword will come."

"I think it's better than a recorder," Karen said.

"Yes, I think so too."

"But before the fight, I have to ask the other party to wait and let me light a cigarette first?"

Pu'er joked: "You should think like this, you can sneak up on each other when you smoke with others."

"You mean, I'm holding a pipe and handing out cigarettes to others?"

Pu'er tilted his head: "Well, it seems a little weird."

"Let's talk about the third method."

The recorder and the pipe are both "switches" given to him by the old Saman. The third method should be designed by Pu'er and Kevin for himself. After all, the difficulty of this thing is all in the refrigerator, and the difficulty of "switching" is not too big.

"Well, the third method, that's what I specially designed for you."

"Wang!"

"Of course, the stupid dog does a lot in it. Let me tell you, I found that the stupid dog seems to be very proficient in this area."

"Wang!" Hearing Pu'er's rare praise for himself, Kevin shook his tail excitedly.

Pu'er teased: "I think he must have done handicrafts for the women he liked before, and he has been doing it all the time until he has been unable to pursue it, and slowly he has practiced it."

"…" Kevin.

Karen reached out and rubbed Kevin's bald dog's head, and said, "Let Alfred get you some hair growth hormone, or is there any medicine that can grow hair on the black market?"

Seeing Karen caring about him, Kevin immediately smiled again.

Pu'er pointed his paw to the top of the refrigerator and said, "There is a box there, you can take it down."

Karen took a metal box from the top of the refrigerator and opened it. There were twelve small blue balls, about the size of marbles, which were cold in her hands.

"This is the array bead. The stupid dog dismantled the array in the recorder and re-printed it in the array bead. The method of use is very simple, instill a little spiritual power into it, and then crush it, the array will be automatically emerges.

The disadvantage of the array beads is that it is difficult to make, the maintenance time of the array is very short, and one-time consumables, but these are not a problem for you.

Its price is not expensive. It costs 50 yuan each on the black market, mainly because of the production cost, but our production cost is just dog food.

The maintenance time is short, enough for you to draw the sword anyway. "

"I'll try it." Karen picked up a bead. "Let's try it outside the house. After all, the cost of 3,050 order coupons is a waste of money to try in one room."

"Well, of course, you can also design an action."

Karen came to the yard with a bead, Pu'er got off his shoulders and sat on Kevin's back.

"Have you thought about the action?" Pu'er asked.

Karen nodded and first injected a little spiritual power into the beads. After sensing that the beads began to heat up, Karen knelt down on one knee and slapped the ground with the palm of the hand holding the bead.

"boom!"

A crisp sound came out, a blue star appeared from under Karen's palm, and then the hilt of the sword of Arius emerged from the star. Karen grabbed the hilt and pulled out the whole sword. At the same time complete the stand up action.

"Well, I have to say that the whole set of movements is very smooth and imposing." Pu'er commented.

"Wang!" Kevin also nodded.

Cullen asked: "I know that the teleportation distance is the York City area, but if my location has a formation and enchantment, can I still teleport in?"

"Wang! Wang! Wang! Wang!"

"The stupid dog said it's not a big problem, this thing has a high level of space, and it can tear apart the space in an instant. Unless it's a specific formation and enchantment that blocks the space, you can send this sword to your side.

But this kind of transmission will cause the induction of the formation and the enchantment maintainer. "

"Well, I see." Karen looked at Pu'er and Kevin, "You have been working hard recently."

"It's not hard, we like to do things, and you've earned a lot of coupons to go home recently. The radio fairy has become very generous, and our material supply is also very rich. This feeling is very good."

"Wang!"

"Okay, rest, there will be a funeral tomorrow."

"The old man?"

"Ok."

"I think it's a pity that the old man died. The stupid dog said that if the old man built this old refrigerator alone, it means that he has a high level of understanding and mastery of the power of space."

"People don't want to live anymore, there's no way."

Karen first went to the bathroom to take a shower, and then lay on the bed. Pu'er climbed to Karen's chest, curled up with her cat's claws, and looked at Karen.

"What's wrong?"

"Well, I have a small request."

"Say."

"Can you please ask that kid from the Voss family to help me and Kevin each build a humanoid puppet?"

"Humanoid puppet?"

"Well, you don't need very good materials. Generally, you can use them. I think about 5,000 order coupons can make a very good one."

"Let Alfred talk."

"No, you'd better go in person, because if the radio goblin goes, you can only order 5,000 order coupons worth 5,000 order coupons. If you go, there will be no ceiling."

"Okay, I'll go to the pottery museum to ask after the funeral of old Saman."

Karen could only agree, he couldn't refuse the pet cats and dogs at home who wanted to "be human".

"Good night then, my dear little Karen, come, I'll cover you with a quilt." Pu'er leaned over to Karen's pillow and used his cat's paws to help Karen symbolically put the quilt on the quilt.

mentioned above.

Because I didn't rest well yesterday, Karen slept very deeply this night. When she woke up, it was exactly 7:30 in the morning. Karen stretched very comfortably. After washing, she went to the kitchen to prepare herself. A bowl of Yangchun noodles.

When the seasoning was being adjusted, old Saman's voice sounded from behind Karen:

"Give me a bowl too, no, two bowls."

Karen turned her head to look at the old Saman, and saw that he was wearing a blue suit and tie today, his beard and hair were trimmed, and his face was also made-up.

"Mrs. Lake's craftsmanship is good."

"Yes, it's very good. I thought she would not be used to wearing makeup on living people, but I was overthinking it."

"They're all going to lie in a coffin, the same thing."

"But I turned down her suggestion to get a nail and facelift on the back of my head."

"Afraid of pain?"

"Wrinkles in old age are the gift of age."

"You should say this to women, they are eager to transfer all this gift to you."

Karen simply placed a pot of noodles, and then used a large bowl...or a basin, put it on the dining table, and pulled the noodles out of the basin with an ordinary bowl by himself and Old Samman.

When eating noodles, Karen habitually kept the booklet with the spells by her side to read.

"What are you looking at?" asked old Saman.

"The manual of spells, some spells that are suitable for me to learn."

"Did you hurry up and work so hard?"

"No, it's just a habit of looking for something distracting to do while eating."

"You should be focused when you eat, it's a respect for food," Sr. Samman said.

Karen nodded, closed the booklet, and said:

"Okay, the dead are the biggest today."

Karen ate a bowl and added another bowl of soup, and the rest of the noodle soup was solved by Old Samman alone.

"The taste of this side is really good, very delicious, and the dried chili is also very good."

"But I want to remind you that you have so much food in your stomach. If you don't have time to discharge it after the burial at night, it will stain your coffin."

Old Saman's face sank, and it seemed that he finally realized the seriousness of the problem.

Xili walked in at this time, began to clean up the tableware, and asked with a smile, "Master, is there any business in the store today?"

She moved in for a long time, and she never saw the store open. She once thought that the young master went out every night to be a cook for people to make money.

"Well, it's the first opening after renovation."

"Where's the body? I just passed by the door of Mrs. Lake's studio and saw it was empty."

"I."

Seely looked at the old Saman, and then at the young master. Seeing that the young master nodded, Seely kept a polite smile and turned to wash the dishes.

Karen got up and went back to his study, but as a result, old Saman also came in.

"The funeral doesn't start until two o'clock in the afternoon." Old Samant pulled out a chair and sat down, "There's still a half day left."

"You can go to the yard to see the flowers and plants and experience the last time." Karen pulled out a book from the shelf and sat behind the desk.

"You're sitting here reading?" asked old Saman.

"Well, it's a rare vacation."

"Is the refrigerator in your bedroom?"

"Yes."

"I want to go and see."

"It's rude to go into someone else's bedroom."

"There is no mistress in your bedroom." Old Samant stood up, pushed the door between the study and the bedroom, and walked in.

Karen didn't stop him, but flipped through the novel in his hand called "I Forgot You in Spring".

This is a suspense novel wrapped in a love story, and the murderer is the author himself.

Yes, this is a "memoir" novel written by the author himself. It tells how he broke up with his wife, had a murderous intention, and finally killed his wife and how to deal with the body.

At that time, due to insufficient evidence, the court did not convict the author, but seven years later, the author published the book himself, and the police found the location where his wife was buried according to the records in the book, and he was eventually sentenced to prison.

Some stories, because the ending is spoiled in advance, will be boring;

But some stories, because they are spoiled, look more interesting.

Karen turned page by page, when Old Samant came out of the bedroom and sat back in front of Karen again.

"It works very well," said old Saman. "I thought you wouldn't be able to run it without me. It seems that I was overthinking it."

Karen put down the book and looked at the clock again, it was only half past eight.

"you

Do you think I disturbed your beautiful morning? ' asked old Saman.

"A little."

"Faced with a dying person, are you unwilling to give even a little time for him?"

"My emotions have been vented at yesterday's dinner, and now there is only indifference. If you insist on me expressing any sadness towards you now, you can only ask me to go to the kitchen to find onions for lunch to help ."

Alfred pushed open the study door and walked in, put a glass of ice water in front of Karen, and handed Old Samman a cup of coffee.

Old Samant took a sip of coffee and said, "I really didn't expect that the Son of God would be his son."

Karen suddenly thought of something and asked, "Have you seen your leader?"

"I have seen."

"Oh, that's fine." Karen smiled.

"What's the meaning?"

"I'm really worried that that kind of thing will happen. You said to the leader, I really didn't expect that he was your son."

"When the leader sees outsiders, he will wear a messenger cloak, which can cut off all prying eyes. I have never seen the true appearance of the leader."

"Oh, I see."

"But I don't rule out this possibility." Old Saman raised his legs, "This time, the cooperation between the Pamireth Cult and the Order God Cult would not be possible without the support of the Guru. In front of the Guru lies a messenger space. The elder who sealed himself, there is another **** behind the leader, it's hard to believe that the leader in the middle is clean."

"Yes, there is no way of knowing this."

Old Saman rubbed his neck and said, "I don't even dare to know. I'm really afraid that if I know that the leader is dirty, doesn't it mean that I should have died when I was born? Hahaha!"

"Hahaha."

Karen laughed too.

After a long time, Karen put down the book in his hand and asked, "By the way, do you know what kind of utensils can be used to preserve the body well?"

"You opened a funeral club to ask me this?"

"I mean, together with the spiritual power in the corpse, it is also preserved and will not be scattered."

"Space Saint Artifact can be done, and it's not too difficult. Isn't the first knight of your order of the gods all such space coffins?"

"But I can't buy it."

There are no coupons for sale in the coupon store. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Because the basic process of major churches is that the corpses of priests need to be recovered, it is impossible to sell such coffins on the bright side.

There are some on the black market, but Karen worries about the effect.

"What do you want to do? It's too late to pretend that I am. It will take some time to do this."

"I plan to specialize in the funeral business that uses coupons to settle in the future. You are my first customer after the new opening."

"Yes, it stands to reason that there should be a discount."

"I confiscated your coupons again."

"What I gave you can't be bought with coupons. Why did you insist on kneeling at my door yesterday when you were that goddess?"

"Hehe, yes, I took advantage."

"Okay, I'll give you the blueprints and the mosaic method, you can find someone to help you run the refrigerator, and you can definitely find someone to help you make the things on the drawings.

By the way, how many coffins do you want? "

"What's the point?"

"One coffin doesn't matter. If you want a few more, the design and arrangement of the coffins need to be combined according to the space formation method. This will not only prevent the spirituality of the corpse from dissipating, but also have a warming effect."

"In this case, is it not worth it for me to ask for a few more coffins?"

"That's right. Not only can you get the coffin design drawing, but you can also take another space formation drawing from me. Tell me, how many bites do you want, I'll design the plan now."

Karen picked up the ice water on the table and took a sip,

road:

"twelve."