"No, no, some letters are indeed valuable to store, but most of them don't know what it means. It's enough to read them once."

　　 Listening to what Jenkins said, Miss Mihaire remembered the content of the letter that this dull man told everyone at a dance party one night.

　　 In order to maintain a perfect lady image, she had to raise her hand to cover her mouth before she dared to laugh slightly.

　　 Looking at the man's puzzled expression, he had to wonder whether the relationship between William and Hesha that he had guessed really existed. After all, this man is not like the kind of **** who would actively pursue women.

　　 "Where are we going?"

　　 He lifted the curtains of the carriage with his fingers and saw that they were gradually moving away from the city.

　　 "A manor on the outskirts, where the host can entertain us for dinner, but the game location is not there. We have to walk for a while after leaving the manor."

　　 "Manor..."

　　 Far away, you can already see the shadow of the building. Jenkins is very familiar with this road. He has been here before and encountered some accidents when returning to the city from this road.

　　 "Is it the manor of Viscount Augustus?"

　　 "Huh? You actually know Viscount Augustus?"

　　The manor that was still deserted, after half a month of hard work by the old butler and servants, finally showed some popularity.

　　 There were servants waiting outside the manor for the arrival of the guests and leading them to the manor’s restaurant.

　　The organizer of the game is Miss Lindsay, but the owner of the manor is Mr. Augustus. Although he did not know why he agreed to entertain these young people here, the Viscount seemed to be in a good mood.

　　 He saw Jenkins at a glance, and when everyone was talking in groups in the room, he took the initiative to walk over. The two of them were in the snow at this time, and the Viscount was wearing a thick cotton coat.

　　 Jenkins showed an apologetic expression to Miss Mihail, the woman smiled softly, nodded with Viscount Augustus, and walked into the house.

　　 "Long time no see, you look good today."

　　 Jenkins is the first to say hello.

Viscount 　　's face is indeed much better than it was last month. Although it is still sallow, he is finally a little angry. But even though the praise came out, Jenkins vaguely felt that Viscount's body might not get better so quickly.

　　 "Hello, Baron Williams."

　　 He also greeted Jenkins very kindly, but separated after a few greetings. After all, this kind of weather is not suitable for talking outside. The Viscount will also attend the dinner for a while. He told Jenkins that their "adventures" were really bold later.

　　 But when Jenkins asked where the game location was, the Viscount said that this was Miss Lindsay’s secret, and he could not tell it before starting.

　　 Jenkins looked back at the Viscount’s back, and said to the butler who stood by:

　　 "Does Viscount Augustus have something to worry about? I found that although he looked good, he had been frowning just now."

"Oh, Mr. Baron, it's no secret. You probably didn't read the latest newspaper carefully. The family grave was dug up. Among them, the tomb of the 7th generation ancestor of the Viscount was dug up, poor. The bones and burial objects of Count Bot J. Augustus were stolen by thieves. This is terrible, who would want to desecrate the bones!"

　　 The old man closed his eyes pitifully and sketched the holy emblem on his chest, probably because there were guests, so he didn't gnash his teeth to insult the culprits.

Jenkins thought of more things. After [Life Sharing Alliance] arrived in Nolan, he bought corpses from many ways for experiments and ceremonies. Maybe those corpses that were completely buried in the ground during the growth of plants would be Augustus. The ancestors of the capital.

　　 seemed to have caught a glimpse of the surname "Augustus" when collecting information on the bottom floor of the wine cellar, but he acted in a hurry and did not read it carefully.

Chapter 362 Chapter 357 Abandoned Cemetery

　　 The corpse tomb is not suitable for discussion on this occasion. Jenkins took this matter to heart and walked into the restaurant.

　　 The Augustus family of the past is very grand. The area of ​​the restaurant and the slightly old gold ornaments and tableware all show how brilliant the past of this family is.

　　 Jenkins discovered that, just as Miss Mihail said, the girls who participated in the event brought a male companion. It is inevitable that young men and women get together and compare and show off with each other.

But surprisingly, most people seem to know who Jenkins is through his face. Although he participated in the conversation at the dinner party, the offensive sentences or temptations are all tacitly consistent. Avoided Jenkins.

　　 The only intersection with him is the abundant food in front of him. This is a city by the sea, so he saw the dead fish poking out of the thick soup.

　　 He looked at his female partner suspiciously, wondering why everyone deliberately kept the confrontation away from him, but the latter just gave him a gentle and feminine smile.

　　Miss Mihaier’s friends are mostly the heirs of great nobles. The source of male partners is very complicated, the only thing in common is whether they look very good.

　　 Jenkins talked with several of them. Among them were the sons of young aristocrats and marquis with low inheritance rights, young teachers of art academies, and violinists.

　　 When he was eating chocolate while he was eating, he also maliciously guessed how many of the men here will become "lovers reserve" in the future.

　　 But then I thought that I belonged to the invited male partner, so I stopped thinking about this issue.

　　 Ladies like Jenkins' cats, but chocolate has always been arrogant not to be touched by others.

　　 So they asked Jenkins to talk about life with cats. Seeing Jenkins talking and laughing with other ladies, Miss Mihail seemed a little unhappy. It is very rare for Jenkins to understand such emotions, so he maintains a cold image of reluctance to speak, just sitting there interacting with the cat and Miss Mihail.

　　 Having had dinner, Viscount Augustus took the wine glass and said to everyone a few words of safety. Everyone got up and thanked the Viscount for his hospitality, and then left the manor together.

　　 "Where are we going?"

　　 Jenkins is still puzzled about this, but Miss Mihail just smiled and did not answer.

　　 There are 8 men and 8 women in this group, but it doesn’t seem scary to walk in the suburbs at night. After all, there are three times as many servants as they carry a kerosene lamp and drive a carriage to one side, which is more like an outing than an adventure.

　　 Jenkins walked by Miss Mikhail with a cane in his hand. Her skirt is not a good choice for this type of terrain, but fortunately, she wears a flat bottom instead of high heels on her feet.

　　 After thinking about it for a long time, Jenkins slowed down and rubbed against her, bending his arm to signal her to support.

　　 The woman glanced at him hesitantly, and then she took hold of her gracefully.

　　 This is the performance of Miss Mihaier in Jenkins's eyes. If Hathaway is next to him now, then some preaching about qualified etiquette is indispensable.

　　 This road is not difficult to walk, but it is covered with snow and needs servants to test in front. The night breeze in the suburbs is more biting than in the city, and everyone walks with their necks curled up. It seems that most people do not know the destination just like Jenkins, but Miss Lindsay said that mystery is the most interesting.

　　 After walking for about half an hour, everyone finally saw the point.

　　 "Is this here?"

　　 Jenkins swallowed.

"Yes it is."

　　Miss Mihaier nodded with certainty.

　　 "Ha~"

　　 He really couldn't understand what courage it was to make these boring young people go to the cemetery to play psychic games with a psychic board on a winter night.

　　 In front of him was an abandoned cemetery, and a big hole appeared on the roof of the tombkeeper's hut. But the fence surrounding the cemetery survived, allowing Jenkins to recognize where it was.

　　Because it is a wild field where few people set foot, the entire tomb area in the pastoral area is covered with snow.

　　 Jenkins cannot judge where the tombs are based on the terrain, but this kind of place is definitely not a place where psychic rituals can be held casually.

　　 There was a commotion from the people who came together, and not everyone knew the location in advance like Miss Mihail.

　　 In a world with a strong religious atmosphere, even if young people are bolder, they must seriously think about the possible consequences before taking risks. Desecrating a corpse is a very serious crime.

　　 Perhaps seeing everyone's hesitation, Miss Lindsay called a servant to raise the kerosene lamp, and then said to everyone:

"Don’t worry, this public cemetery was abandoned twenty years ago. At that time, all the remains and coffins here were sent to the newly opened cemetery for re-burial. And this process, from the great death to the end The last church supervised the whole process. Although it looks terrible now, in fact there is nothing underground!"

　　 Jenkins curled his lips. Even so, coming here to play psychic games in the middle of the night is definitely not the right choice.

　　 He looked around, surrounded by vast expanses of wilderness. I heard that there was originally a village here, but then the village disappeared, leaving only this cemetery. Because there is really no population, only the dead bodies without money will be transported here, so after strict discussions, this cemetery has also come to an end.

　　 Not only the servants followed, but the guards and bodyguards mixed in. Three of them were gifters. They were Miss Lindsay, Miss Mihail and another girl's bodyguard named Meghan. This discovery made Jenkins a little relaxed.

　　 "It's not necessarily true that something will happen."

　　 He laughed at himself, thinking that he had encountered too many incidents recently, so he always thought that something would happen. This is a manifestation of mental illness.

　　 His preparations for going out this time are not incomplete, with the spirit strike stick in his hand, the pistol at his waist, his sanctified bullets, and the spells near the chocolate. Ordinary evil spirits should be able to deal with it.

　　 It's almost eight o'clock in the evening, and the time agreed with Miss Miller is still four hours. He hopes that the game here can be over soon. Although participating in this kind of activity can indeed make some friends and broaden some horizons, Jenkins still misses his fireplace.

　　Because it is winter, there is no wild grass growing wildly. After confirming the safety of the tombkeeper's hut, the servants cleaned it up a bit and lit candles, and then a dozen young people walked in one by one.

　　 Biyue, secretly hiding behind the clouds.

Chapter 363 Chapter 358 First Channeling

　　 The ground under the snow is bumpy, so be careful when you walk. Jenkins is not afraid, he is as dexterous as a cat in his arms, and Miss Mikhail moves the body's center of gravity slightly towards Jenkins.

　　 The woman's blond hair, protruding from the lace fringe on the edge of the woolen hat, swept over Jenkins's face. He felt it for a while, thinking it was more comfortable when the chocolate tail swept back and forth across his face.

　　 The wind in the dark night is slightly cold, and a few dead trees grow suddenly in the cemetery. The scorched branches are like strange hands with teeth and claws. All of this added a somewhat weird atmosphere to the cemetery.

　　 I don't know which aristocratic girl walking behind. Instead of supporting her male partner, she grabbed Jenkins's left arm with a cane.

　　 He turned his head and glanced, and the beautiful girl smiled apologetically.

　　 shrugged and said nothing.

　　Miss Lindsay should have prepared in advance, because there is no dust in the stone house with a hole in the roof.

　　 The servants who were familiar with the road moved a few chairs and a small table against the wall to the middle, and someone lighted the stove in the house.

　　 This place can't hold so many people, so after everything is cleaned up, except for the young people who come to participate in the game, there are only three maids standing by the wall. They have to take care of the fire.

　　 Jenkins glanced, and the three benefactors were not far away from the house...In the aftermath, it seemed that there was a spell item with a dazzling yellow aura.

　　 The color of the yellow color is very close to Jenkins, and he was taken aback, thinking that there are precious items left by the predecessors in the house. But when I observed it again, I found that the aura came from the inside of the package that Miss Lindsay was holding.

　　 swallowed, knowing in my heart that I might have some trouble tonight.

　　 "Today's psychic board, isn't it yours?"

　　 he asked the sitting blond woman softly.

　　 When the women sat down just now, Jenkins thought that the chair should be cold in this weather, and the careless servant forgot to bring the cushion. So he rubbed his hand on Miss Mikhail's chair a few times, in fact, it was warmed with flames for a few seconds.

　　This action prevents the woman from talking to Jenkins until now.

　　 He was suspecting that he had accidentally touched social taboos.

　　 Miss Mihaier under the fire light, her face was a little reddish, this is because of the light.

　　 "Lola brought it."

　　 "Is that psychic board also bought in the old store you mentioned?"

"Yes it is."

　　 The corners of his mouth twitched. I thought the psychic board I was going to use was Miss Mikhail's one. It seems that I should find time to visit that store recently.

　　 The psychic board that Miss Lindsay took out looks exactly the same as the one identified by Ms. Mihaier's father. But whether it is a psychic board, a figurine or a drop-shaped slab, the aura is extremely rich.

　　Since the old man didn't pass Miss Mihail's one, he thought of similar numbered items. Then this psychic board is probably an item that was born recently and has not been discovered by the Orthodox Church.

　　 Since it is not a trick, then Jenkins will inevitably have the idea of ​​possessing it.

　　 "My friends!"

　　Miss Lindsay has already begun to speak, and the young people are all looking at her.

　　 "Thank you very much for coming so late to participate in the game. We are all pioneers pursuing the mystery and the unknown, channeling, divination, or prophecy. These are the content we are willing to try. In..."

　　 She gave a speech similar to a speech, and Jenkins listened casually while wondering when the group of people would overturn the car.

　　 He has decided to tell Hathaway about this and ask her to warn Miss Mikhail not to interact with this group of people.

　　 In the conversation, Jenkins also knew that they had done some crazier things, and Miss Mihail had only recently joined in. This was the first time she and the group came out. This group of young people have been testing on the edge of danger for years and years, and maybe they will all fall down next time.

　　 The psychic board is not too big, so there are only eight ladies who participate in the psychic game. The men either sit on the sidelines or lean on the wall to look at them. In short, soon there were only eight women left at the round table.

　　 "Hi, Mr. William, do you also believe in great sages?"

　　 The man standing with Jenkins asked. The introduction at dinner revealed that this is a pianist, and it is still a very famous one. The old Williams once took the whole family to his concert. The man also came with a lady, but he didn't seem to be interested in this kind of activity.

　　 "Of course."

　　 While he was talking, he drew the goddess' holy emblem on his chest. In fact, while observing the round table, Miss Lindsay is telling them some taboos, for example, before the invited guests are sent away, the fingers cannot leave the board.

　　 Jenkins knew nothing about psychic abilities, and didn’t know how the psychic board in their hands could work. But since it's not a gifter, playing casually, shouldn't it cause too much danger, right?

　　 "I am also a believer of sages!"

　　 Mr. Kevin, the pianist next to Jenkins, is still talking.

　　 "Oh? I thought that a musician like you would choose [Wonderful Movement] as his belief."

　　 "Actually, there are parts related to music in the priesthood of the sage."

　　 He explained that.