"Okay, it's done, albeit a little ugly."

Old Saman looked at the coffin in front of him while smoking his pipe.

This coffin... let's call it a coffin, the appearance is not smooth, and many runes and formation patterns are exposed outside, like messy wires in a slum.

The workmanship of the joints on the coffin board is also very rough, and there is no sense of refinement, but scribbles can be seen everywhere.

Alfred reached out and stroked the coffin, recalling the process of rushing to work this day and night. He had to be impressed by the skills of old Saman's space forging. In this regard, this old man is indeed a real expert.

I didn't set foot in his field before, so I didn't feel deeply, but once I really entered, I could observe his greatness in this regard.

"For the coffin in the future, you can follow this process. Of course, you don't have to rush to work like I did this time, and you can do it beautifully."

"When I make a new coffin in the future, I'll change your place."

"Don't, don't, don't, although this is not good-looking, but at least I made it myself.

I don't want to put myself in a coffin that has not passed the quality inspection. Don't come to see me every few years and find that my remaining spiritual power has long since been scattered, and it has really become a puddle of minced meat. I want to cry but I can't cry. "

"You should have confidence in me."

"Well, indeed, apart from some babble, your learning ability is really strong. Where did you learn your formation knowledge?"

"Elder Hoffen."

"Elder Hoffen? Which church?"

"Principles of theology."

"Why don't I remember that there is such a person in the Principles of God, he should be very old, and he should have been famous 30 years ago."

"You don't know that he is normal, because he is the elder who guards the Wheel of Principles of the Principles."

"Oh yes, what an amazing character."

Dinkom and Pique were already a little numb from exhaustion, but each of them had five hundred order vouchers in their hands for overtime pay, but they still stood there upright, waiting for the next step at any time.

Old Saman glanced at the two of them and said with a smile: "Haha, these two **** servants, it seems that they are about to be enlightened."

Alfred looked at them and said to them, "It's hard work, go down and rest."

"Okay, sir."

"Okay, sir."

Peak and Dinkom walked out, their legs were a little stiff, and they felt that if they continued to work overtime, it was hard to say who should use the coffin that was rushed out.

"I'm going to lie in here, what about Karen, hasn't he come back yet?"

"You should learn to respect the young master."

"He doesn't say anything, what do you care about?"

"Why does the soaring God still need the church?"

"I know, I understand." Old Samman waved his hand. "It just feels unreal, like having a dream after death, and I don't know if the dream will wake up now."

"There is a problem with your formation." Alfred picked up the blueprint of the formation, "What is the core configuration of the formation here?"

"I thought you wouldn't see it." Old Samant smiled.

A coffin is a coffin, and an array is an array. Only when twelve coffins are combined with an array can the real effect be achieved.

"Is this, the sacrificial grade?" Alfred asked.

"Of course, I can guarantee that the place where the first knights are sleeping must be similarly arranged, so thinking about it clearly, how could the spiritual power come out for nothing?

Even to nourish a flower, you need to water and fertilize it. "

"Okay, I know."

"Huh? Is this the end?"

"ended."

"You have nothing else to ask about the core position of this formation?"

"It may be a problem for others, but for the young master, it's nothing."

Alfred knew that his young master had miraculous abilities, and his price for "awakening" was very low, which meant that he could use the cheapest way to supplement the corpse with spiritual power.

That is to say, if the core position of this formation is vacant, then the loss of spiritual power of the existences lying in the twelve coffins will be greatly curbed.

And if the young master goes to the core position of the formation every few months to stand for a while, and uses his spiritual power accumulation as a transport, he can maximize the effect of the formation, so that the formation can control the existence of the twelve coffins.” nourish".

Old Saman felt that this was a very difficult thing. In order to maintain the scale of the First Knights, the Church of Order had to pay a great price for it every year.

"You don't have to worry about these things." Alfred reached out and knocked on the coffin. "You lie in and start sleeping."

"I'm going to wait for Karen to come back and have another word with him. He can't do this. I'm still awake, but he went out by himself. Did he go out to dinner?"

"Well, dinner."

"What's so important about dinner."

"Very important."

"Okay." Old Saman took another sip of the cigarette holder and laughed at himself, "The organs of the body have begun to degenerate, and the stimulation from tobacco has also faded."

At this time, Xi Li's voice came from outside: "Master, you are back."

Karen didn't go back to the bedroom first, but came to the warehouse, walked to the coffin, touched it, and said:

"It's ugly."

Because of her work experience on Mink Street, Karen has an aesthetic of "coffins".

"It's easy to use." Old Saman put down his pipe and lowered his voice.

"Then I can only grieve you first."

"Don't feel wronged, as soon as you close your eyes, you don't know anything. Where to lie is not lying."

"I'll give you a new one later," Karen said.

"No, no, I don't care about that."

"But I care." Karen looked at Alfred and instructed, "The twelve coffins must be matched in one style in the end, otherwise I will feel uncomfortable."

"I understand, sir."

Karen looked at the old Saman again and said, "Do you still need to go out for a walk?"

"I won't go shopping anymore, there's nothing else to do. The things in my previous life have been resolved. I just want to wait for you to come back and talk to you again."

"Okay, you say."

"Am I your slave in the future?"

Karen was about to speak,

Old Saman asked himself and answered, "Or is it the kind of dog that is not kind at all in the sky and the earth, and only treats everything in the world as grass?"

"Then which one do you like?"

"The latter, I can understand what kind of relationship it is, but I can at least feel a lot more comfortable in my heart."

"Okay, that's the latter."

"Well, so, when I am awakened next time, please... Please, be more lofty and decent."

"Okay, I know."

"Then I'm going to sleep." Old Saman took the initiative to lie in the coffin, closed his eyes, and said with a smile, "It's really comfortable to close your eyes without any worries, as if you've found the feeling of going to sleep after playing for a day when you were a child."

Karen said: "When I was a child, I usually looked forward to the next day when I woke up, because I could continue to play."

"Yes, that's right."

Old Saman put his hands on his chest, forming the etiquette seal of Pamireth:

"I've got my pose, and I'll give you a compliment the next time I wake up."

"Unfortunately, I'm not very interested in your praise."

"That's right, right, that's what I want, this kind of decency."

Karen's mouth curled into a smile.

Old Samman cleared his throat and shouted:

"Good night!"

The lid of the coffin was closed by Alfred, the built-in formation of the coffin was activated, and the old Saman fell into the space seal.

"Is it alright for Dinkom and Pique to help?" Cullen asked.

"The subordinates feel that there is no problem. Although there are still many aspects of the technical issues that the subordinates have not fully understood, it is not a big problem to reproduce these coffins according to the template."

"Ah That's good."

"Also, Master, Peak and Dingcombe seem to be about to enter the apocalypse, maybe this month."

"I noticed it."

"Their qualifications are mediocre, but fortunately, they met the young master."

"You pay attention."

"Okay, young master, when the specific time is approaching, my subordinates will inform you in advance."

"Tell me what to do?"

"Only you, young master, are qualified to give them inspiration."

Karen instantly understood what Alfred meant and asked, "Will the steps be too big?"

"Only if they have received the real divine revelation, can they be regarded as real people."

Seeing Karen still hesitating,

Alfred continued: "The God of Order is too far away from them, but the young master is by their side."

"I see, but before the divine revelation, I will give them two choices. If they are forced to distort their divine revelation, what is the difference between me and the God of Order?"

"I believe they will make the right choice."

Alfred said the next sentence in his heart: After all, the God of Order only gave them one hundred yuan a month.

Karen went back to the bedroom, Pu'er was lying on the bed wrapped in a small blanket, it should have just taken a shower.

"Oh, my busy little Karen is finally back."

"Do you like to say hello this way?"

"No, but I think this way of saying hello can reflect my elder status."

"You worry too much, because no one has ever mistaken you for being young."

"Oh, it looks like your mouth is smeared with Wien miso today!"

"I'm going to the pottery museum tomorrow, are your puppet requirements listed?"

"Well, I haven't chosen yet. I'm going to wait for little John to paint portraits for the two of us when he comes back from the boarding school vacation."

"So troublesome?"

"It's not easy to appear in a human form, so you must be careful."

Kevin nodded immediately.

"Well, tell me when the time comes."

Karen went to the bathroom to take a shower, returned to the bed, lay down, and said:

"Today, the old lady seems to recognize me."

"Old lady? Your grandmother?" Pu'er turned to look at Karen, "Did she recognize you?"

"Although there is no complete confirmation, I feel like this, she doesn't seem to be the **** of order that she believes in."

"Well, she should believe in the ancestor Art, a very mysterious family belief system."

"you know?"

"I just heard Di Si talk about it once before. You know, Di Si has always attached great importance to his family. Although the Guman family doesn't know the existence of the Inmeles family, Di Si knows them."

"you sure?"

"which aspect?"

"I think she recognized me, but she didn't reveal my identity, and was trying to cover up her gaffe as much as possible."

"You mean, she might know something about the Inmelles family?"

"I don't know. If it is because I have hidden my identity, then she should also find an opportunity to talk to me alone to ask me. She omitted this step and seemed to think that it was necessary for me to conceal my identity."

"I think, for the sake of the Guman family, it is most appropriate to hide your identity from them. There is a sleeping Dies guard at No. 13 Minke Street, but here, there is not."

"I know this."

"I don't know much about the Art family, they have always been mysterious, I only know that they seem to have a strange perception, they are not a strong family, but they have a long history.

Moreover, their inheritance is not like the Allen family. The direct lineage lives in the Allen manor. They have always been loose, but they have never been cut off. Even, they do not seem to be a family with a family belief system. "

"Wang! Wang!"

Karen sat up and looked at Kevin who came in.

Pu'er said, "The stupid dog said that the Art family is a family blessed by the Eternal God."

"Eternal God?"

Pu'er said, "It seems to be an older god."

"Wang! Wang!"

"The stupid dog said that the God of Eternity was born before the God of Light, and before the God of Light and the God of Light became the representatives of the Orthodox God and the Orthodox Church, that position was for the God of Eternity and the God of Eternity."

"Wang! Wang! Wang!"

"At the end of two epochs ago, the Eternal God suddenly lost.

Therefore, the battle of gods in the first half of the last era was basically carried out by the side represented by the God of Light and the side of the God of Eternity. The purpose was to clear the world order left by the God of Eternity. "

"Wang! Wang! Wang! Wang!"

"The Art family once guarded the Eternal God, but it is not clear whether there was an accident before the Eternal God became a God or in the middle of the post-God, or simply because the God turned into a human and walked in the world.

In short, the Eternal God felt the warmth and harmony of the Art family, so he blessed them, meaning that their families could love each other from generation to generation. "

Pu'er wondered: "This story is very familiar. It seems that a similar story has been recorded in "Era of Brightness". When the God of Light walks in the world, he also likes to do this kind of thing."

"Wang! Wang!"

"Stupid dog tells the story of the gods in the world.

It is also said that the purpose of the church to revise the mythological narrative is to annihilate and erase it. "

"After two epochs, this is the third epoch. The God of Eternity should have fallen long ago, and his blessing effect is still there?"

"Wang! Wang! Wang! Wang!"

"It will definitely become lower and thinner, but if family spouses and high-level priests give birth to the next generation, it is likely to activate the bloodline. The reason why the Art family is mysterious is because they have no ambition. Many times, they themselves do not Knowing that he is a member of the Art family, and this blessing is not strictly a family belief system, because it does not conflict with belief at all."

So, Uncle Eisen and his mother were able to stimulate the bloodline sense of the Art family because of his grandfather, Delong?

wrong,

What about grandma?

Karen's mind recalled her grandmother's reaction when she saw her, and she had actually sparked the blood.

Also, the Guman family, as the judge's family, will definitely not be ordinary people who can marry Mr. Delong.

"Today I finally know why Mr. Eisen became like that, he sensed the pain of his sister's death before being polluted, and he also made the choice to help her end the pain in a dream.

Because of the mutual awakening of the Art bloodline, there may be a certain connection between them. I think it should enable you to gain a more intuitive and indescribable perception and empathy between relatives who have the same bloodline. .

It's a blessing,

But in a sense, a blessing can sometimes become a curse. "

Uncle Eisen has no problems with his personal qualities, mentality, and organization. Karen feels that he is even a bit like Captain Neo. They are all strong and calm. After all, Judge Shu is not so easy to become.

It's just that he just can't get out of this circle.

Pu'er looked at Kevin and asked, "Are you familiar with the Art family?"

"Wang! Wang! Wang! Wang!"

"Uh..." Pu'er was stunned.

"What did Kevin say?"

"Stupid dog said that in the last era, many dignitaries, the kind of real dignitaries, would deliberately catch the blood of the Art family to refine their blood and soul in order to satisfy their yearning for a beautiful love, and then meet with Take it together with your loved ones to transform blessings into a beautiful love story.

Even some marriages, in order to make the effect of the marriage more real, will deliberately prepare medicines developed from the blood and souls of the Alter family for the marriage partners of both parties, which once became the standard supplies for marriages. "

Pu'er said again: "But in this era, this custom has been cut off a long time ago. I have never heard of this thing, otherwise that idiot Bernard will definitely get it."

Therefore, everything will have two sides, God's blessing and God's curse, it may just turn a thing over, or even, the thing itself does not move, UU read www. uukanshu.com is people looking at it from a different angle.

Cullen said: "Richard, it should also stimulate the Arter bloodline, or it will be stimulated."

This can explain why Richard sees himself, as a son, he will be so close to himself as a "servant of God".

"Yes, it should be like this." Pu'er agreed.

"Wait a minute." Karen raised her hand, "I missed one person, that person, maybe too."

"Meow?"

"Wang?"

"Mr. Eisen and his sister have been suffering from mental torture due to the influence of the power of blood. That person may have been suffering from this torture."

Karen pointed to herself,

road:

"Autistic 'Karen'."