The latest website: In the swamp of the soul space, Karen slowly raised his head. At this time, his whole body was covered with mud, only his head was clean. This is not the tolerance and gift of hunger addiction, but hunger addiction. Requires the use of Karen's power.

Because of this, Karen can see what happened outside, including Ankara's smile.

All the records about the relationship between Ankara and the God of Order in Symmetra are almost the same theme, that is, "the love between father and daughter". The only exception is probably the ending. The mouth, the body was torn apart, and Symmetra has been achieved since then.

It seems that all the foreshadowing in the early stage is like paving the way for the ending to create a tragic atmosphere.

But Karen knew that many of Ankara's records in Symmetra were true, an extremely real appearance.

When facing the God of Order, Ankara always had a sweet smile on his face and even his voice was clear and pleasant.

It's just that Karen subconsciously thought of another girl, Dinah, when she looked at this sweet expression again.

Dinah had the same attitude when facing the high priest and her uncles.

They are all working hard to perform to the world and to themselves at the same time, presenting a loving and warm picture.

And the people they "flatter" also need their cooperation.

Whether intentional or not, the detached position has created a self-centered pattern. Everyone around you, whether active or passive, has to match your rhythm and preferences.

Karen, who was feeling emotional, didn't know that not long ago, the girl Dinah he was feeling emotionally included him in the ranks of such people.

Karen is thinking about one question now, that is, will Ankara be obediently eaten by hunger as she is doing now?

Although this Ankara is only a consciousness that was sacrificed from the thousands of Ankara corpses collected by the Luna Sect, she is Ankara after all, and Karen knows the stubbornness in her bones.

Will a woman who dares to write "order" on her bookmark really accept the fate of being swallowed?

 …

The smile on Ankara's face didn't fade away, and a burst of light burned on her body, which was accelerating her own dissolution, as if she was actively cooking herself.

Saraina's body gradually dissolved, forming a puddle of moonlight on the ground, which was the essence of the moon she absorbed day and night as a follower of the moon god:

Saraina's soul is also being dismantled, clusters of moon halos are constantly rippling, and there are sporadic gold leaf colors scattered inside, which is the soul origin mixed with the inheritance of the Son of God;

Finally, there is the part of Ankara, she gradually transformed into a black blade, floating quietly.

Hunger addiction is waiting for the completion of all this. An excellent chef will always have enough patience to wait for the final achievement of time on food.

Finally, everything was completed in an extremely harmonious state.

A person who was originally a living person has been stripped of impurities, leaving only three parts suspended there, which fit beautifully as if they were specially placed on a plate.

Sainz hanging on the wall retains the stubborn life of a cockroach, his body has been smashed, but he is not dead yet, his eyes are wide open, his mouth keeps opening and closing, just because there are constantly The juice splashed out, making him unable to make a specific sound, but his anger and unwillingness could still be felt.

In the relationship between master and servant, he is absolutely loyal, but the reality is such a cruel and peaceful day, suddenly a disaster strikes.

It's a pity that Sainz is already powerless to protect and stop him, his movements are like the soundtrack to this feast.

Karen opened his mouth, ready to eat.

However, when he opened his mouth, the moonlight, the moon halo, and the black sharp blade overlapped again strangely. fastest.

On the spot, a black starburst appeared, and a hand protruded from the starburst. While tearing through the darkness, it also slapped Karen's chest.

In an instant, chains of order overflowed from Karen's body, lifting Karen up in an instant.

"Hehehe..."

The laughter was still sweet, but this time, there was a touch of sarcasm.

The brand-new Ankara stepped out of the starlight. She raised her head and looked at Karen who was suspended in the air.

"I used to be you, and you used to be me. I used to be one with you. It was my father who sealed you in my body. So, what exactly are you, do I not know?"

On the wall, Sainz's emotions did not show joy because of the reversal of the matter. On the contrary, he showed the most intense despair, because he knew that Ankara at this moment was summoned by sacrificing his own lady.

This means that everything about my young lady in this world will be erased, and the brand new Ankara bought by this sacrifice will not last long.

And this was Ankara's response to her hunger addiction. She did not hesitate to overturn the entire table, and she was unwilling to let her father have a bite.

Hate, this kind of thing is engraved in the bones, even if it has been reduced to a piece of corpse, it is still remembered.

Ankara raised her arm, and a black long knife appeared in her hand. This knife was very old, not only had many gaps, but was also rusty, which indicated that its body was not stored in the forbidden space, but was left in the Somewhere in this world.

Otherwise, with the habit of confining spaces, even if some artifacts cannot be repaired, at least they will be well maintained, especially the artifacts of their own lineage, which will definitely be taken care of.

However, as soon as the knife was held in his hand, a functioning formation appeared under Ankara's feet, and the powerful suction force firmly attracted it to the ground.

The array was arranged long ago, when he was cooking for his "father" in Ankara.

"Clatter..."

With the shaking of the chains, Karen lowered his arms and grabbed the two chains on his side. The chains began to be pulled out. The color of the chains on his chest had already changed, and the horrible wound that should have appeared did not appear.

Hunger addiction is a beast, it is manic, it is tyrannical, and it has a greed that seems to never be satisfied, but even with so many negative attributes, it still cannot conceal its wisdom.

Ankara's response, it's long overdue.

"Hehe..." Ankara laughed again, her wrist was shaking, and the sharp blade in her hand rippled for a while.

Karen raised his hand, and the key to the Rubik's Cube appeared. With a quick spin, he completely controlled the formation of the hotel that he had already invaded, and reconfigured it to strengthen the hotel's isolation from the outside world.

"So, you don't want people to know your existence, why?"

"boom!"

The formation under his feet was broken, and Ankara regained his freedom.

"In the eyes of believers, you are the father, the **** of order, and outsiders... no, even gods, it is difficult to distinguish you. Why, are you afraid that your existence will be destroyed by order? Does the religion know?"

Karen didn't answer, but landed, and a black sickle appeared in his hand.

From the beginning until now, it has no intention of communicating, no intention of explaining.

"The Cult of Order, has it developed to such an extent that even you need to avoid it?"

Karen rushed towards Ankara, Ankara fought back, and the scythe and blade collided together.

One is the hunger addiction of order, and the other is the daughter of the **** of order. To a certain extent, they represent the most original power of order.

It's just that now, the confrontation between the two is no longer as magnificent as it was at the peak, because each other's power base is built on their respective hosts.

Hunger uses Karen's power, while Ankara's power comes from the sacrifice of Sarayna.

Surprisingly, on the premise of clearly determining that Hunger does not want his identity to be exposed, Ankara also tacitly suppressed the spillover of existing power in the ensuing fight.

"Since you are here, where is father?"

Her answer was a slash with a sickle.

"Father, have you died

fall?"

Still no answer.

"Tell me, the truth about the gods of this era!"

"boom!"

In a short period of time, the two sides fought countless times. This fighting style seemed very simple.

But only outsiders can perceive the heaviness at this time, because each other controls the overflow of power, so the power of order that comes in is all stranded here.

In the beginning, all the furnishings in the meeting room were reduced to dust, including Sainz who was hung on the wall. His body exploded first, turning into worms trying to survive by relying on one of them. go down.

However, it is a pity that this kind of indiscriminate all-round filling makes the small bugs not immune to this environment, and they are smashed one by one.

Sainz, who had a proud physique, was a servant carefully raised by the Luna Cult, and he died completely in the aftermath of the unexciting confrontation between two powerful beings.

This trend has not stopped yet, the floors began to collapse, and the rooms began to be smoothed out. The remaining priests of the Luna Cult in the hotel could not escape, and could only be given alive by the power of order that was so rich that it was almost substantive. Run over.

The space for the two to fight also became bigger and bigger. The interior of the hotel was almost cleaned up, leaving only a thin layer of roof and wall.

"I can't beat you, it's the host's gap."

Ankara's body has become more transparent than when he first came out of the starburst, while the hunger addict is still very calm and composed. fastest.

Karen's terrifying accumulation of spiritual power determined the outcome of this repressive duel.

Ankara held the sharp blade in front of her: "Answer my question, I can give up resistance, your goal is me, you should not want me to consume it in vain, so you won't be able to eat to your heart's content."

Hunger addiction stopped the offensive.

"For endless ages, I have been waiting for the call from my body, when the time comes, I will return to her body as part of her complement.

Yes, she died under punishment, her body was shattered, and her soul was disintegrated, but the Cult of Order is still there, there is no reason, my body will not return, even if the return is incomplete, even if it is another way, she should have returned soon I'm back!

However, I have never felt this calling.

Why do the gods not come out in this era?"

Hunger addiction raised a finger, meaning that there is only one answer to the question.

"Then I won't ask this question, I'm going to ask another question!"

Ankara made a decision.

Hunger did not move.

"Why can you separate from your father? No, don't ask that."

Ankara pursed her lips, and finally asked with a smile: "My beloved father, has he fallen yet?"

Hungry raised his head, looked at the direction of the sky, shook his head first, then... nodded slowly.

"Not yet, but soon?"

After getting this answer, the smile on Ankara's face became even brighter.

Then, according to the previous agreement, she let go of her hand, and the black sharp blade she was holding dissipated. She stood in place, closed her eyes, and waited for her own end.

Hunger addiction came to her.

This time, Ankara did not make another shot, and the accident did not happen again.

Hunger opened his mouth, and Ankara's body radiated light, which was slowly inhaled by his mouth and nose.

During this process, Hunger showed an expression of enjoyment on his face, like an elegant person enjoying the joy and satisfaction brought by delicious food.

At this moment, he didn't want to be disturbed, let alone interrupted, he just wanted to savor quietly by himself.

Unconsciously, Hunger Stretches out his hand, as if he needs to read something at this time. This is a kind of muscle memory, and it is also a kind of eating habit.

It's a pity that the interior of the entire hotel is already too empty. There are no magazines or newspapers.

This disappointed the hunger addict.

When Karen is eating, she will habitually look for something while eating.

Hunger not only used Karen's combat experience and skills, but also used other abilities.

As a last resort, the hungry palm spread out, and a crystal-like apple floated out. It was a phantom, but it was still beautiful and moving. It was constantly rotting and deteriorating, but it seemed to be reborn again and again.

In Xiao Kangna's narration, she once had a dream. In the dream, she did not hesitate to destroy the dragon's body to deliver an apple to the God of Order.

Hunger continued to eat while watching the changes in this apple.

In the soul space, Karen felt astonished at this scene.

He couldn't understand at first why Ankara's battle with hunger addiction ended in such a ridiculous way.

Even if you can't fight, can you really say that if you don't resist, you won't resist? Just stand here and be eaten?

But soon, Karen figured it out.

The one in front of me is not the real Ankara, she is just a part of Ankara's illusory past, embarrassing present, and non-existent future.

She is not a god, no, not even a complete human being.

Fragmented, she only pursues fragmented emotions. For her, what can she do if she wins, and what is the point of venting her movements?

Hunger Addiction was originally an existence in the body of the God of Order, but was later banned in Ankara for a short period of time. It is even possible that Ankara itself is another layer of life born from Hunger Addiction.

After all, with the power of the God of Order, it is not too surprising that a branch **** was born from a part of his body. There is never a lack of such weirdness in the myths and narrations of various religions.

But from Karen's point of view, I'm really speechless. You're almost gone, yet you still have the mood to mock me?

Karen said: "The God of Order has isolated this era, so that the gods cannot return."

Compared with the stinginess of hunger addiction, Karen is much more generous. Ankara mocked before death, but Karen paid more attention to end-of-life care.

"Oh...hehehehe..."

Ankara laughed again. She didn't seem shocked by this answer. After all, no matter how deeply she hated her father as a daughter, she still couldn't erase the fact that her father was extremely powerful.

"I originally thought that I was the only one who was miserable, but it turns out that everyone is miserable. I am his daughter, I was born because of him, I have no choice, but those who chose to follow him back then, You should regret it, right?"

Karen did not pursue Ankara's ravings, but continued: "He is very weak now, he is almost unable to hold on, and the gods are about to return."

"Hehehe...hehehe..." Ankara was still laughing.

"My growth will weaken his strength; my existence will imprison the addiction to hunger. So, if I die, completely swallowed by the addiction to hunger, and no longer exist, then the God of Order should recover a lot of power .

After the hunger addiction completes the phagocytosis supplement, guess where it will go, and who will it go to?"

She doesn't care, these are not important to her, everything can't compare to the joy of knowing that her father is going to die.

She is already satisfied, there is no hatred and unwillingness, she doesn't care if she is eaten.

In fact, this can be regarded as the gap between the son of God and the gods. A part of a whole cannot represent the whole, and may even show characteristics that are diametrically opposed to the main body.

In comparison, the spiritual imprint left by my dog ​​in the gate of reincarnation is more anthropomorphic, because the "Lord Lord" has cognition of the past, present and future.

In the swamp, there was one more person.

She squirmed in the mud, like food scraps being digested by gastric juices.

Karen just looked at her like this. If he still has a short-term rental contract in his hand, then [Scythe of War] who is still struggling is a nail;

As for this freshly swallowed Ankara, she is being deregistered.

"Om!"

crawl

The moving part stood up, and the mud still slid down her body. The concrete body was no longer visible, only the decayed bones were revealed. Her traces were being gradually erased.

But Karen still sensed her gaze, which was falling on her, and she seemed to be very curious about herself.

This made Karen couldn't help recalling the image of Ankara's cute young girl that he had seen in the memory picture before.

She was almost erased, but she still maintained her interest in exploring the world.

The Broken God is indeed an incomprehensible existence.

"I can't imagine that its new host will be you. I think there should be a lot of gaps in its heart."

Ankara: "Hehe...uh..."

Ankara's laughter stopped abruptly. .

Then, she rants:

"no!"

Karen looked at her, and now she was only half of her previous height, and her skeleton was almost invisible, like a lump of melting clay.

"I'll teach you a method that can restrain it. This is what I have concluded by myself. It is useless to deal with it at the beginning, but it should still be effective against it now!"

Karen looked up and looked at the dome of the soul space.

He felt a little unreal, why would Hunger make this mistake?

Not to mention the whip of order, even secular police stations know how to separate prisoners in the same case to prevent collusion when arresting prisoners.

However, after thinking about it, when I am outside, I don’t have much perception of the hunger addiction deep in my soul. This is the place where the hunger addiction lives. When the hunger addiction is outside, this place becomes my own place... .

No matter how smart a person is, how can he see behind himself?

This is also the reason why hunger addiction appears wise and calm on the outside, but it is like a beast from its own perspective.

Self and hunger addiction are each other's blind spots of thinking.

It can accurately calculate others, but not "self".

Ankara melted until there was only one beach left, and the height was almost wiped out, but at this moment, this beach showed the effect of a layered magic map.

"I don't have much time, I hope you can understand and learn."

"You don't have to worry about that."

"If you see my real body... please don't tell her about my existence."

"Why?"

"Because I'm supposed to be perfect."

After the last sound, Ankara disappeared and completely merged into the mud. fastest.

Outside,

The hunger addiction finished eating, its breath became more solid, and the fine lines on the sculpture became clearer.

The happy process is always short-lived, and it is now ready to hunt the next target.

A layer of black mist gradually covered his whole body, but he froze just halfway through the spell.

A series of black dots appeared on Karen's body, and the terrifying suction force was pulling back the hunger addiction.

"Have you had enough?" was Karen's voice.

Hungry lowered his head and closed his eyes.

Above the soul space, the Hunger Addiction sculpture looked down again. There were dense black spots on its body. These black spots were entwined with silk threads, and they were sludge, sludge from the swamp.

What Ankara taught Karen was not some profound and difficult spells, but another perspective on things.

That is, when hunger gets out of control, you don't always think of yourself as a loser and chained here decadently.

You can recall how the hunger addiction tortured you in the first place, and now, you can treat yourself as the hunger addiction to torture it in reverse.

Don't think this perspective is absurd and unrealistic. The fact is... For the rules of order, hunger addiction is far more pure than yourself. When it is a clean existence, "yourself" is pollution.

However, the side effects of this approach can be significant,

Just like a split personality will gradually assimilate, if you use it more often and over time, you will gradually become addicted to hunger.

But now, these side effects have been ignored. .

The mud in the puddle pulls the sculpture of hunger addiction back, and the sculpture of hunger addiction is resisting, but to a certain extent, it is tug-of-war with itself.

There was a tug-of-war between the two parties.

But this kind of see-saw was something that Karen could not have imagined before. Every time his hunger addiction broke out, he was very embarrassed, especially this time, when the hunger addiction completely took over the dominance of himself.

"Now, give me back everything that is mine!"

The perimeter of the hotel has been controlled by the Whip of Order, and the distress signal from the Luna Sect has already been received, but the Whip of Order not only did not choose to rush in to save people, but also sent the Luna Sect who came out earlier and now wanted to go back. The priest was arrested and controlled. After reporting layer by layer, a big man arrived.

After Alfred listened to the report from Muli, he directly ordered: "All relevant personnel of the Luna Sect should be silenced, and remember to purify their corpses."

"yes."

Alfred walked into the hotel, and as soon as he entered, he was shocked by the spaciousness and cleanliness of the inside. This building really only left the outer shell that couldn't be thinner.

The interior is full of strong power of order, and black crystals of order attributes appear in the cracks of the wall, which are high-quality goods that can be directly sold on the black market after being knocked down.

"Mrs. Gandillo."

"Yes, sir."

"You work hard, use your crystal to carry back the power of order here, it's a good thing, it's a pity to waste it."

"Yes, sir."

Immediately, Alfred looked at Dali Wenluo standing behind him, pointed at him, and said:

"Plant your sapling here. For the destruction of the Luna Sect's stronghold and the death of the Luna Sect's **** son, let these accounts be placed on the Life God Sect's head."

Dali Wenluo frowned and said, "Then my saplings are going to be handed over as evidence?"

"It's going to be handed over, but it's just a process, and it will eventually return to your hands."

"you sure?"

"No, I'm not sure, maybe a higher-ranking adult has taken a fancy to your branch of the tree of life?"

Dali Wenluo clenched the sapling in his hand, he was reluctant.

Alfred smiled and said, "You should be aware of what the higher-ups of the Cult of Kosmos are planning now. If you really want to fill in a bookmark, why can't it be the Cult of Life?"

Dali Wenluo's eyes widened, obviously, he was moved.

"Opportunities are won, and sometimes they are gambled."

"I see."

Dali Wenluo stepped forward and inserted the sapling in his hand into the ground. Soon, a big tree grew out with luxuriant branches and leaves.

At this time, several black crows flew over in a row. Earl Recar caught these black crows, checked them one by one, and then reported:

"Pall's side and Fischer's side haven't found the young master's position yet. Here, we arrived too late."

Alfred shook his head and said, "If you came early, what would you like to do?"

Count Recar: "This..."

Alfred: "You guys are responsible for the follow-up processing here. If there are similar incident reports in the future, they will be handled according to this process."

Dali Wenluo spread his hands and said, "But, I only have one sapling!"

"Then hand over your body."

"If it can induce order to fight against life, it is not impossible."

Alfred was too lazy to talk nonsense with this bald head, turned around and walked out of the hotel.

Murray, who had finished ordering the silence, just came back. Seeing that Alfred wanted to leave alone, he subconsciously asked:

"Mr. Alfred, what are you?"

"Stop following me."

"OK

,gentlemen. "

Alfred entered the street alone and hid himself in the crowd. He began to chant in his heart:

"Great existence, your brilliance has always guided me forward, now, please give your most devout believer instructions so that he can continue to follow in your footsteps..."

 …

The mechanical progress is still going on, but this time, unlike before, Karen can occasionally hear sounds in his ears, and can indirectly see colors in his sight.

Karen has not been able to regain her "self", but there is also a problem with the control of "self" by the hunger addiction.

The two sides were in a stalemate, and neither of them would let go. As a result, Karen was walking aimlessly in the city like a drunk person. fastest.

The aimlessness last time was a kind of purpose. This time, it was purely because he didn't know where to go. That is to say, Karen is now completely in the state of "letting himself go.

People on the road could see Karen at first, but one second they saw that he was about to crash into them, and the next second, that person disappeared again, which shocked many people to think that they had hallucinations.

Stumbling like this, floating like a ghost, in the dark, as if there was a kind of traction, Karen came to the door of an apartment building. There was a signboard on the ground floor of the apartment...Millerton Care for the Dead.

Karen stopped at the door, his eyes still blank.

A hearse drove in here and stopped at the door.

The driver was a fat man, and a tall, thin man was sitting behind him.

After the fat man got out of the car, he slammed the car door and cursed:

"Damn it, it's one step too late, it's one step too late, the hospital's bill was snatched away, the nurse said that the client's family is rich, and he used many expensive treatment plans in the previous treatment!"

The thin, tall and white fat man took a look, and said in a bad mood: "I told you to go to the hospital parking lot and squat early. If you don't go, you have to go to the dim sum shop. It's all right now. The customers who have been eyeing for a long time are gone."

"Can you blame me? You are married, you have a wife, and I have one!"

"Okay, okay, I won't talk nonsense with you, you just wait to be scolded by the boss, I won't help you hide it."

"Still brother, still not brother!" The fat man hugged the tall thin man, "If you dare to tell me the secret, I will tell your wife about the relationship between you and the little nurse in the inpatient department."

Suddenly, Karen appeared in front of them.

The fat man and the tall thin man: "Ah!!!"

Then Karen disappeared.

The fat man pointed forward: "I just saw someone."

The thin and tall man: "Me too."

"Could it be that both of us are wrong?"

"It should be, let's go, let's go to the pub next door and have a drink, our work is too stressful."

"Yes Yes."

Karen walked into this company for the care of the dead. Although the local judges of the Cult of Order like to open funeral houses as their own courts, this company is obviously not run by the priests of order, it is a very simple ordinary funeral house.

The first floor is the mourning hall, there is no second floor, but there is a basement, the basement is the mortuary and workshop.

The staff of the funeral club don't live here, they just regard it as a simple workplace.

Karen came to the basement. In the workshop, there was a woman smoking a cigarette and talking on the phone. The client was lying on the steel plate bed in front of her. It was a female client, who should have died in an accident, with severe injuries to her head and face.

"Damn it, no matter how you ask me to repair this corpse, it's rotten like this, and you don't want to pay more, who wants to do it for nothing, I'm leaving, you find someone else!"

After hanging up the phone, the lady stood up, put the tools away in her bag, and walked out of the workshop on her high heels.

After she walked out, she looked back again, as if she saw someone when she just came out.

"Damn, I stayed up late last night playing cards and didn't sleep well, and now my eyes are still blurred, what the hell!"

The lady left the basement.

Karen came to the workshop and sat down in the lady's place, facing the female client lying on the steel bed.

Although the facial damage is serious, it can still be seen that she is very young.

It's a pity that her parents chose the wrong funeral agency. The most important technical position in a funeral agency is the mortician, but the mortician in this funeral agency is actually outsourced.

Karen sat like this for a long time, her mind was always empty.

Then, he stood up and came to a corner of the workshop. Inside was a dusty toolbox. After opening it, many of the tools inside were already rusted.

Karen wiped away the tools one by one with his own hands.

If you look closely, you can find that black light flashes from time to time in the palm of his hand, which is using the fire of order... to remove rust.

Holding the processed tools, Karen sat back, and then he fell into a daze again.

"Mary...Mary..."

While muttering his name, Karen took out the tools, stood up, turned his head, and prepared to put makeup on the female client.

He didn't use the right tool, or rather, didn't know what tool to use.

"Sickle... Sickle..."

A small black sickle appeared in Karen's hand.

But soon, Karen sat back down again.

The tools were there, but he didn't know how to use them.

He straightened up and looked down, as if looking for something, then spread his palms, and a Rubik's Cube appeared and began to spin.

Karen bent down again, this time, his movements became very agile.

Every step was done extremely delicately, using the skill of arranging formations to restore the appearance of the female client.

"Alan... Alan..."

The dry place needs to be filled, and Karen used the power of the ancestor Allen to restore the bone with ice as a support.

The ice would melt, but only after a few days, and the girl would be buried in the ground.

Just let the girl go and say goodbye to relatives and friends in her best appearance.

After the restoration was completed, he lowered his palms, and streams of water appeared, gently caressing the girl's whole body, completing the cleaning for the girl.

The girl originally had her hair permed, but Karen controlled the fireball to spin on her head, making her hairstyle return to fluffy and slightly curly.

There should be no need to touch up the makeup anymore, because the girl now looks as if she is asleep.

Karen feels that for young girls, makeup is a burden.

But what if she wanted it?

Everything is based on customers, and we must satisfy customers.

Karen asked the girl:

"You...wake up and see...do you want to put on makeup?"

"Order...wakes up."

The girl opened her eyes and sat up. fastest.

There is a big mirror in the workshop. The girl looked at herself in the mirror and replied:

"want."

"OK."

The girl turned her head and looked blankly at Karen who also looked blankly.

Immediately, her memory began to recover, and she began to recall the scene before her death, and her facial expression gradually became frightened.

"Go to sleep...it's all over."

The girl closed her eyes and lay back.

Karen stroked her face lightly, softening her facial expression again.

Immediately afterwards, Karen began to touch up her makeup.

After finishing, Karen sat back down again.

At this time, the female boss of the funeral club hurried back, cursing as she ran:

"Damn it, **** it, give me a strike at this time, **** it, where should I go to temporarily hire someone now."

The female boss rushed into the workshop and was stunned when she saw the female client lying on the steel bed.

"Oh my God, she's done the job and done it so beautifully?"

The female boss came to the front, looked at the female client carefully, and said with emotion again: "This is simply a work of art."

The female boss changed the clothes for the female client and wanted to put her in the coffin, but forgot that she couldn't hold it, so she could only go up to find her own buddy. When the fat man and the tall thin man returned to the funeral club, they found mourning There is a coffin in the parking place of the hall, and the female client is already lying in it peacefully.

Fatty: "How did the boss do it alone?"

The thin and tall man: "Maybe the boss's truck driver lover just came to pay the water bill today."

"You mean, the one they're in the basement?"

"Who knows, the boss won't care about it anyway."

"No, I really admire that truck driver."

In the afternoon, the mourning service began, and the girl's parents, relatives and friends came here to mourn.

Karen sat on the second-to-last row of chairs in the mourning hall. The fat man in charge of pouring water gave him a glass of water, and looked at Karen a few more times, thinking that the guest who came to mourn seemed familiar.

The tall and thin man put on the priest's clothes, played the role of the pastor, and stood beside the coffin praying.

The girl's mother snuggled into her husband's arms and said, "Our baby isn't dead, you see, she's just asleep, wake up, baby, mother is here, baby, wake up."

The husband patted his wife on the shoulder for comfort, and said to the female boss: "Thank you, you have worked hard, really, thank you."

Female boss: "Please don't be polite, this is what we should do."

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Alfred was walking while praying. He stopped at the door of an apartment and turned his head. He saw the signboard of the Funeral Society.

He walked in and saw that familiar figure on the seat in the mourning hall. He sat down in the last row without speaking.

A black cat rode a golden retriever into the mourning hall. They first ran to the front to look at Karen's face, and found Karen sitting there with his eyes closed. Then the black cat patted the golden retriever's head with its paws. The golden retriever understood, and cautiously came to the last row and leaned against Alfred.

Richard and Philomena walked into the mourning hall. After seeing Karen, Richard subconsciously raised his hand to shout, but Philomena directly covered his mouth and dragged him to the last row.

The black crow carried the news and had already passed it on.

After a while, people kept coming in, Murray, Vic, Leon, Mrs. Dali Wenlogandiro, old Saman, Ventura...

Some of them were wearing divine robes and some were wearing casual clothes. There was no room in the back row, and they dared not sit in the same row or in front, so they had to stand behind.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Karen's back from time to time, and Karen had been sitting there motionless for a long time.

The girl's mother turned her head and saw so many people sitting or standing here, she couldn't help saying to her husband:

"Baby has so many friends. She has a group of sincere friends, but some of them seem a little old."

The husband still retains his rationality. The temperament of this group of people is definitely not his daughter's friend. Afraid of getting into any trouble, he immediately signaled the female boss to stop mourning.

The girl's mother continued to mutter: "The young man sitting in that row, could it be our baby's boyfriend, sitting there alone, looking so sad."

The female boss gave instructions to the tall and thin man who played the guest priest, and the tall and thin man immediately began to end:

"May the great Lord grant you eternal sleep, no longer suffer from all the sufferings of the world, and go to true happiness, Amen."

After the mourning was over, the fat man stepped forward, ready to push back the lid of the coffin, and the next step was to send the coffin to the reserved cemetery for burial.

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The tall and thin man and the female boss could only come over and work hard together. In the end, with a sound of "pop!", the coffin was finally closed

And Karen also opened his eyes at this time, raised his head slightly, and said:

"I'm hungry."

Almost everyone in the back row looked solemn.

Accompanied by Richard's naive initiative to answer:

"Hey, I'm hungry too, Karen, what would you like to eat?"

At this moment, the atmosphere was almost stagnant to the extreme.

Karen turned to look at the crowd.

What he said next made everyone instantly relieved.

He said:

"If there are so many people, let Shiri prepare the hot pot."