The Record of Unusual Creatures Chapter 487: Look at the mess you left behind
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Looking at the Chinese medicine nourishing spree that Nangong Sanba took out, Nangong Wuyue felt that her entire spine was tickling. She slapped it on the shoulder of her brother: "Brother, do you believe it or not? I want to change the occasion. Flying you? "
Nanong Sanba has not responded yet: "What ’s wrong with me ... you do n’t know how many people with **** fissure need this ..."
Hao Ren silently pressed Nangong Sanba ’s shoulder and just wanted to say something. Suddenly, the afterglow in the corner of his eyes saw an old-fashioned car coming from the trail: What a coincidence, Auguste came home Too.
"Put up your Chinese medicine spree and see this thing, maybe the old man is annoyed and angry, and then he will die with you," Hao Ren said. "We will act when we see the opportunity. Let ’s try August. The legend of the witch, if the legend of the Witch of the Reikih family has been lost, we will find a way to solve the curse of his evil spirit. "
The classic car bumped all the way down the path into the courtyard surrounded by thorns and bushes. The owner of the car apparently noticed that there was a group of strangers in front of his house. He blew his horn twice. Hao Ren speculates that there should be a pair of vigilant and nervous eyes looking at himself behind the window with the sun film. Then the car stopped, and a half-old man wearing a woolen coat, gray hair and baldness, about fifty years old, pushed the door of the car. He looked at the stranger at the door of his house, his face full of vigilance and unabashed repulsion: "Who are you?"
"Mr. Auguste," Nangong March 8 greeted warmly, "It's me-these are my colleagues, experts in occultism and witchcraft, we come to you to discuss some related Things about spells and mysterious knowledge. "
"I have nothing to say," Auguste really stiffened his face, and without disguising the disgust in his eyes, he raised his voice, "God, why can't you let an old man living alone live normally? Quiet days! "
Vivian has been studying the air-dried wild vegetables and animal fur hanging on the outer wall of the wooden house with great interest. After hearing the negotiations behind her, she turned a little bit: "You have not been trapped by evil spirits. Is it harassment, maybe we can ... um? "
Vivian froze at the moment he saw August, as if remembering something, and August responded more violently after seeing Vivian: he instantly opened his eyes, as if his throat was choked. A weird "giggling" sound was heard, and then the whole body could not help shaking!
The old man stumbled back a few steps, looking as if he was about to turn around and run away, and at this time Vivian finally struggled to match the number in his mind: "Paul? Have you lived until now?"
"Paul ..." August stumbled and finally collapsed to the ground. He stared blankly at the sky. "Paul ... I haven't heard anyone call me this for three centuries ... ... Hostess, have you finally retrieved your things? "
"How could this be possible ..." Vivian stunned. "Is it always you who have been in contact with the Andre family?"
Hao Ren quickly guessed the truth from this inexplicable conversation. He looked at the trembling old man with an inexplicable face, and Lily responded faster. She hurried forward and dragged the old man up with Nangong. With the help of this eye, the old man who was about to draw over came to the door of the house: "Don't talk about it, go in and find a warm place to talk about."
The wooden house is clean and tidy, but it reveals a sense of oldness that is not in line with the times. Although modern electrical appliances and daily necessities can also be seen here, those things are stacked with simple wooden tables and chairs. Together, being in it gives a wonderful sense of Space - Time confusion.
The bust of Alexander I was hung under Lenin ’s head. The copper sculptures of Soviet rockets were placed with silver candlesticks of the Tsar period. In the old mud brick fireplace, the firewood cracked, and the fireplace was used. The metal lunch box of the Red Army period heated the vegetable soup left in the morning-this is an old house turned upside down. Many things in the house are older than this house.
This is the dwelling place of a lonely person who has lived for three centuries.
Three hundred years ago, the witch left two stones for her two human followers, changing the fate of the two ordinary exiles and allowing them to embark on an incredible and completely different life. The careless witch simply couldn't think of the consequences of their casual actions on the two.
A servant got incredible wealth, and a servant got an incredible undead.
And the price they paid for it was the same: the nightmare of their life.
"Every sixty years old, I will die in an acute internal hemorrhage, after which I will sleep for three to ten days, wake up again, and return to my initial contact with the stone: twenty-two Years old and strong, "Auguste Fortoriak Reich, or Paul, wrapped in a thick blanket sitting on a wicker chair, rickets all over his body, as if he had been crushed by the winter of life Mind and body, "I don't know what happened to my body, but I know it must be a curse: it keeps me alive for a long time, and it is entangled with the crazy voice in my mind."
August lowered his head and grasped his scarce hair with his hand: "I tried several times to end this, and once even pointed the muzzle at my head, but finally failed to make up my mind. Rebirth from death, rebirth from death ... until today. "
Vivian looked at her former servant, and her memory finally worked. Once the fifty-year-old old face could still vaguely remember the appearance of the other party when she was young: "It has always been you and Andre ’s descendants. What? So they can only receive letters from Reich ’s "family" alone-did you have a family? No offspring? "
"In the first two resurrection cycles, I was married twice," August shook his head. "But soon I realized that this only caused trouble, and I had to find a way to hide my Undead, because even my family couldn't understand this phenomenon-my second wife accidentally discovered the secret of my resurrection, she confided to the church in horror, I was almost burnt to death as a wizard. I tried to stay away from people as much as possible and kept moving, trying to hide my secrets. I also tried to pretend to be my son, which worked during the period when the household registration system was not perfect ... The first 100 years were very difficult, but then I I am familiar with this way of life. The census and identity system is a relatively troublesome thing. I lived in the mountain forest throughout the Stalin era and almost became a savages. During that period, I broke off contact with the Andreas family, but thank God, that After that everything started to improve again. Life is like this, ups and downs, I used to think that the world remains the same dull, but after living long enough, I found that its rate of change is simply unbelievable . "
"You just played your own descendants or changed your identity again and again, keeping in touch with Andrea's descendants, but not too close," Vivian sighed, "You are not worried about them? Worried about them Interested in your undead, even putting you in danger? "
“There are some concerns in this regard,” August said in a low voice. “After realizing that Andre is old, and every generation of his descendants is an elusive stranger to me, I am cautious. Chose to keep his secret, but this is not the main reason for the separation and isolation between the Andre family and me, the main reason is that voice. "
August said, pointing to his head: "It's here, it sounds every night, and it urges me to go to Siberia to bring the two cursing stones back together. The dark power was taken by the hostess Divided into two, it desperately wants to get together, I ’m not sure whether it is attached to that stone or to me, and I dare not imagine that once I really go to Andre ’s house, let the two dark forces join together What happens when two is one ... It may recover completely, breaking the seal of the hostess, and the power of mortals can't fight the monster at all. "
Hao Ren looked at Vivian with a surprised look: "Divide into two? That anger was cut by you?"
"Don't tease, the anger is not tofu," Vivian glanced at Hao Ren, "It may be that a part of the anger remains on another stone. Paul chose to be separated from the Andre family anyway. That ’s right, once that obsession is returned to Siberia, it is indeed possible that the seal will be damaged in advance-Paul, take that stone. "
August got up tremblingly and served his mistress as obediently as he did then, but he still mumbled, "You still call me August ... I have called this all these years The name is not used to 'Paul'. "
After August walked into the back room, Lily could n’t help looking at Vivian and sighed: “Look at the mess you left behind.”
Vivian: "..." (to be continued.)