I am creating a esoteric religion in London

Chapter 137 Wake up

During this period of time, Watson has been carrying the Malrum doll with him, whether it is eating, working or taking a bath, he will not put it down, even when he is sleeping, he must put it on his chest... Treat it as his own baby.

However, this process is still much easier than raising a child. Malum dolls are wooden dolls after all. They don't need to be fed or cleaned up, and they don't cry in the dead of night.

But even though Watson has taken care of him so hard, he still waited for a full week before he finally established a channel to connect with the Malrum doll and began to absorb the knowledge contained inside it—that is a piece of paper. A broken symbol like an unformed esoteric scripture.

At that time, Watson just woke up from his sleep, and he felt that the Malrum doll in his chest was pulsating violently, like the heart of a middle-aged man dancing passionately, and those broken heart symbols were transmitted in such a rhythm his body.

The knowledge contained in this Malrum doll is also powerful knowledge like secret scriptures. Even though the symbols are broken, twisted and incomplete, they roar and bombard the secret secret of Watson's soul, body and heart like thunder. The last scripture, injecting active vitality and surging vitality into it, makes the already throbbing heart scripture even more exciting.

The whole mysterious scriptures are dancing in Watson's soul with vigorous steps. The strokes outlined in the scriptures are distorted as if they are punching the chest, and there is a thunderous sound, followed by a bang They collided suddenly in a loud noise, turning into a pulsating heart that seemed to never stop.

Watson already fully understands the secret of thunder, he now knows what kind of emotion is contained in every thunder in the sky of the world when he wakes up, and he seems to be able to empathize with that ruthless thunder... It turns out that all thunder in the world is an awakening The cry of the storm!

The blade phase quietly retreats to the position of the heart of the soul body, allowing the real heart to return to its place, and then swims between the bones, and the sharp cold light penetrates into the depths of the bone marrow, so that the body of the waking world can also have both Sharp special effects.

This is not a timid and cowardly avoidance of war, but the result of the blade phase's careful consideration... Let the heart phase reside in the heart, which can give full play to the purpose of longevity and continuation, and make the host's life body full of vitality... This is On the contrary, it is more conducive to the host's battle, and it is also more conducive to the growth of the blade.

Although the blade is the criterion of struggle, it also understands the principle of combining vertical and horizontal.

Watson has finally been promoted to a first-level secret person on the bright side, and he has the qualifications to formally contact the affairs of the Crossroads Hospital Order.

At the same time, today is also the Sunday when the hospital is resting. According to the previous promise, he needs to accompany Croweette to the city for dinner.

After resting for a week and confirming that there is no tendency for mental distortion, Croweite immediately devoted herself to the work of the hospital to make up for the vacancy during rest, especially in order to rush to the big dinner date on Sunday. After working for three days and three nights, fortunately, the reception work in the first two days was not particularly busy... But even she could not help but feel a little bit tired.

Especially last night's overtime work was extremely heavy. She had to accompany the team to the seaside to hold a ceremony. On behalf of one of the hospital's sponsors, the cargo ship that was about to sail away was asked to protect the cargo ship from the wind and waves. invasion.

By the time Clovet finished the series of homework and returned to the hospital dormitory, the winter sun was already high in the sky... She only had time to rest for two hours, and immediately got up to squeeze out a little vitality to moisturize her face, Rejuvenate the tired face, and then head to the Rules restaurant with the long-awaited John.

Perhaps because of some exhaustion, Clovette's appetite is very good today, especially the dishes in this Rules restaurant, the taste is really good!
My God, this steak tartar made from venison is really delicious, fragrant, tender and smooth!Unexpectedly, Lu Lu not only looks cute, but also tastes so good!

It just feels like the taste is very similar to that delicious dish that Mr. Winfreys specially entrusted to TRN Co., Ltd. to help me appreciate the secret of scarlet red!
Well, it should be a coincidence. Could it be that TRN Co., Ltd. found venison products at that time?Or is it simply a takeaway from this Rules restaurant?
As expected of a long-established store with a history of 100 years!The taste that has stood the test of time is really delicious!Even the hunger and thirst of the cup secret can be satisfied!
And according to John, the Rules restaurant was established as early as [-] AD, and he also reserved a seat a long time in advance... That was [-]!I don't know if Croweite's grandma was born at that time?

Croweette had a great time eating today!Especially when she learned that John had fully comprehended the secret of Lei Ming this morning during the meal, she condensed a throbbing heart. She felt sincerely happy for this good friend of hers, and even drank three drinks in succession when she was happy. glass, forcing John to call the waiter to come over and open another bottle of wine.

Croweite had a very happy meal today!It seemed that even the cup that had been stagnant for a long time was cheering and intoxicated, and her head began to be a little drunk, and her consciousness was also a little confused, and the fatigue suppressed by the faint vitality in the noon seemed to have returned again.

Moreover, the taxi on the way back was driving slowly and steadily, and the slight bumps made people feel as if they were in the cradle of childhood, swaying and urging people to sleep.

And John also seemed to see her hidden exhaustion, and gently hummed the lullaby he taught him... Hee hee, John's sense of pitch is really bad, few words are sung in tune, compared to I'm so far behind!

With her head resting on John's stiff shoulders, listening to the slightly rocking creak of the carriage and John's soft humming, she felt as if she had returned to the time when she and her mother slept on a broken wooden bed when she was a child, and the bed was very hard. And it will make a creaking sound when it moves, but my mother's embrace is very warm and comfortable, and the lullaby my mother hums is completely out of tune.

Clovette still fell asleep slowly to this completely out of tune lullaby.

Watson looked at the sleeping face of a drunk kitten next to him. He could see Clovette's long curved eyelashes trembling slightly, and the other's eyelids were also trembling slightly. Entered the rapid eye movement stage of sleep.

He gently stretched out his other hand, brushed aside a strand of hair that fell on the girl's forehead, and gently caressed the girl's face, starting with the delicate and smooth elasticity full of collagen.

The moth in the skull flapped its wings slightly, and Watson called softly:

"It's time to wake up, Emma."

Hearing the words, the girl suddenly opened her closed eyes, and the ecstasy of reappearing in the world appeared in her eyes.

(End of this chapter)