Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 Although it is a sunny winter afternoon, the racecourse area happens to be located on the outskirts of Nolan, one of the most foggy areas.

　　 Jenkins plans to use the fog to cover up and approach the racecourse from above, trying to understand what is going on. But I didn't expect to be spotted by a falcon in the sky before seeing the edge of the racecourse.

　　 This is probably a certain way of warning, those flying creatures have a certain amount of wisdom. After meeting Jenkins, one part flew down to report the letter, and the other part rushed directly to the target in the sky.

　　Those fragile creatures are certainly not opponents of unicorns, but this means that Jenkins has been discovered. He could only flee immediately, and then take advantage of no one to see, return to St. George Street and then directly back to the Shire.

　　 A hurried glance in the sky, it seems that a demigod-level gifter directly lifted into the sky to chase Jenkins. He is very fortunate that the flying ability of the unicorn is stronger, otherwise the believers of the new **** will officially fight with the Orthodox Church for the first time.

　　 "Speaking of which, who have fought against me in the past six months?"

　　 He thought about this problem, and walked back down the street from the small hotel with his cat.

　　 The time now is 3:30 in the afternoon, and there is still a long way to eat. So he stood by the postbox on the corner and stopped the carriage, and went straight to the cemetery outside the Shire.

　　 After leaving the city limits, I can feel a significant cooling down. After getting off the car at the entrance of the stone cemetery, there is even a feeling of winter coming again.

　　PS: I mentioned the "Lost Butterfly" once before, but it was numbered by mistake (it's a different species, not a trick, so I don't need to number it, I got it wrong before). I have revised Chapter 612. You can update the updated chapter in the upper right corner, and then check it again.

　　 Another: The information article (2) I have updated, it is a big project (face covering).

Chapter 865 Chapter 848

　　 The neighbourhood of the cemetery is very deserted. Except for the cleared roads, most of the area is covered with white snow. Only some stubborn thorns are exposed, but they are also half-dead.

　　 The entrance to the cemetery is at the end of the road, and then there is a dry forest, in other words it is a dead end road. There are two symmetrical monster statues on both sides of the entrance of the cemetery. Jenkins' knowledge cannot tell him what it is, but it is most likely a local custom in the Shire.

　　 Above the stone arch is naturally the sacred emblem of the great righteous **** [Death and End], which means that this cemetery is blessed by this righteous god, and the tomb guards responsible here are also sent by the [Death and End Church].

　　 Along the two sides of the arch, elderflowers, datura flowers, poppies/poppies and local specialty black human face quilts are deeply carved on the stone and connected in a string from top to bottom.

　　 On the side of the stone pillar on the right, the deep nicks are coated with silver powder paint:

　　【This is our end, their starting point. 】

　　 When I came here in the fall, Jenkins didn't walk through the main entrance, so of course I couldn't see these. This time, looking up at these contents, somehow my mood immediately became extremely heavy.

　　 This is of course an illusion. He shook his head, and then generously stepped onto the gravel road in front of the door.

　　 This cemetery mainly bury those poor people who died in a foreign land and could not be transported away, so few people come to worship. After entering the park, it was the same deserted, blown by the biting cold wind, and seeing the graves around the path, square stone tombstones were embedded on the ground, telling the last information of the deceased.

　　 It's really quiet here, only the evening breeze blowing through the treetops, the crows barking on the branches, and the choppy paw licking of chocolate echoed in my ears. After not walking a few steps, I saw the old man walking out of the tombkeeper's hut with a shovel. He was extremely thin, but he didn't have much trouble lifting the shovel. The upper body is a thick black coat with some dirt on the hem, and the lower body is wearing dark blue overalls with full pockets.

　　 Both knees are patched with leather to prevent excessive wear.

　　 Judging from the ability and color scheme, this old man is a tomb-keeper of the Orthodox Church. In the autumn, according to the information of the huntress, he fell ill. At that time, another young man was guarding this place.

　　 Jenkins still maintains a black robe disguise, and on his shoulders is a Maine Coon cat coconut with red and tan stripes.

　　 He did not panic, but greeted generously:

　　 "Hello, sir, I'm here to find..."

　　 "Find it yourself."

　　 The tomb guard did not even hear Jenkins name the apprentice makeup artist of the Silver Jasmine Opera Company, Prier Jones.

　　He looked a little anxious, and walked directly by Jenkins carrying a shovel:

"I have something else. Those **** rats are going to finish my food! Whoever you want to visit, just go directly. The area near the south is the new grave of the past two years. Oh, these poor people can't Back to my hometown..."

　　 said, he walked to the east of the cemetery, looking from a distance there seemed to be a large crop of crops that could grow in winter.

　　 "This is luck..."

　　 It's better for no one to bother, Jenkins watched the grave guard really go far, and then continued to move forward. Of course he knows where his goal is, but he will definitely be suspicious if he finds it directly.

　　 I strolled around in the cemetery and looked down at the text on the tombstone, and then approached the position of Prier Jones step by step. During this period, I actually saw a deceased with the surname "Williamette." Judging from the information on the tombstone, that poor Oakland Williams was killed by a pine nut last winter.

　　 "Coincidentally, cough cough, coconut, see if you have learned a lesson, be careful when you eat in the future."

　　 "Meow~"

　　 The meaning of the cat's words is unclear.

　　 Unlike when I came here in autumn, there were no weeds and only snow beside Miss Jones' tombstone. Out of respect, Jenkins knelt down and took off her gloves, helped her clean the tombstone, and threw away the dead leaves and branches, and then took a breath and sat on the snow-free ground, ready to find out.

　　 "Chocolate, look at my body!"

　　 He said to the cat, and then used the ability of [Dream Hun from the Body]. The soul flew out of its own body and plunged straight into the ground.

　　 With the continuous improvement of Jenkins's level, the time for his short soul out of the body has become longer and longer. So this time there is no need to rush like autumn, but after the spirit body entered the ground, it did not elicit a new divinity as it did last time.

　　 Little by little downward, it is very interesting to observe the world in this posture. After the consciousness came into contact with the wooden coffin that was still brand new, Jenkins subconsciously felt something was wrong.

"Ok?"

　　嘭~

　　 This is a voice that only Jenkins can hear. He didn't expect that with his current soul "quality", he could actually be bounced off by a huge force.

　　 The seemingly ordinary coffin in the underground, at the moment of being touched by Jenkins, exudes a luster that can only be observed in the state of the spiritual body. The sacred light appeared in front of Jenkins' eyes, but before he could continue to observe, the light pushed him away.

　　 Just feeling a flower in front of him, Jenkins returned to his body again, and there was no abnormality on the ground in front of him, as if it was just a dream just now.

　　 "Chocolate, what happened just now?"

　　 "Meow~"

　　 The cat walked up to Jenkins obediently, and used the cat's claws to draw messy symbols on the snow. Jenkins stared at him for a while, then felt ashamed of being foolish to read a cat's secret language.

　　 The light just now did not harm him, but pushed him back into his body. Combining with the iconic magical light that couldn't be more obvious, it seems that the false **** had done special treatment on the coffin before leaving to stop "thiefs" like Jenkins.

　　 From this kind of thinking, even if Jenkins digs out the coffin, he is very likely to be injured by unexpected magical defenses.

　　 Only God can hurt God, and Jenkins is quite clear about this.

　　 "This is troublesome...what the **** is going on..."

　　The main purpose of coming here is to confirm the corpse underground. Judging from the ending of the Nolan incident under the Six Gods, except for special reliance, all the flesh used by the gods followed the gods to an unknown latitude.

　　 Therefore, the dead bodies here are very suspicious. What's more suspicious is that Jenkins, who didn't know the heights at the time, actually gained divinity from it.

　　PS: Guess how many times to visit?

Section 866 Chapter 849 Chapter Shire's "Williamt"

　　 Jenkins couldn't understand the problem of the saint's body, and worried that the tombkeeper would come over after handling his own affairs. In the end, he could only bite the bullet and declare that the inspection was a complete failure.

When 　　 walked out of the cemetery, he passed by again with the guards of the grave. He wore a large string of fat mice with a rope, with an expression of revenge on his face.

　　 "Do you need one, sir? Your cat may need an extra meal. It is really too thin."

　　 The cat looked at the bunch of voles still sticking to the mud, and showed a haughty expression of disgust.

　　 "No, thank you very much, Little Coconut is losing weight recently and can't eat such a meaty thing."

　　 This excuse is very good. It can not only shirk the enthusiasm of the tomb guard, but also warn the greedy cat not to eat too much.

　　 "Okay, but your cat is really beautiful. I like cats, of course, I don't like black cats. For a place like us, black cats mean bad luck and disaster..."

　　 (Chocolate fluttering among butterflies...)

　　 went back to Old Jack’s herbal shop smoothly, but he didn’t expect that there would be customers there soon after sunset.

　　 Old Jack was busy entertaining guests in the front, but there were still medicines to be deployed in the quiet room behind. Instead of asking Jenkins to entertain the guests, he asked him to dispense the medicine later.

　　 "But..."

　　 "It's a very simple potion. I have posted the formula on the wall."

　　 Jenkins immediately suspected that this was premeditated.

　　 The name of the potion is 【Cong // Ming Yao】, a very straightforward and simple name, even a bit vulgar. The formula uses a lot of fruit juice to make the taste sweeter, and the really useful part is less than a drop of capacity.

　　Drinking this potion will not permanently become smarter, but temporarily make the body full of motivation, the mind becomes more active, and at the same time full of positive and optimistic spirit.

　　 A bottle of [satoshi//clear medicine] with a thick thumb and a long thumb is valid for about half an hour, depending on each person's physique. In the day after taking the medicine, the body will be extremely tired and extremely lethargic. In very rare cases, this agent can cause permanent brain damage, but the cause is not yet known.

　　 "So what's the use of this thing?"

　　 Jenkins, wearing a white apron and leather gloves, shook the reagent bottle, muttering softly in his mouth.

　　The biggest difficulty in configuring these potions is not in the production process, but in keeping the chocolate away from the spare fruits at all times. The cat is not interested in the large amount of herbs accumulated in the room. From this point of view, at least its taste is quite normal.

　　 At the end of the day’s business, old Jack and Jenkins had dinner together at the back of the shop. He also commented on the potions made by Jenkins and everyone appreciated his technique.

　　 "Maybe you should really come to me as an apprentice."

"Do not."

　　 simply refused.

　　 "Then do you mind learning some common potion configuration methods?"

　　 "......"

　　 Jenkins has no reason to refuse.

　　 He will spend the next night in Old Jack's quiet room. The two not only configured the more common [Brad Potion] (red potion, speed up wound healing) and [Spild Potion] (blue potion, restore the spirit of fatigue), but also tried the very complicated process [ Austrian Water]. Because some mulberry flavoring is added to this, the overall color of the potion is purple, and its ability covers all the functions of [Brad Potion] and [Spider Potion]. Of course, its side effects are also greater.

　　 It came to Saturday safely. Before breakfast, Jenkins went to the door to get newspapers, milk and letters. Surprisingly, one of these letters was addressed to Jenkins, and the sender was actually Robert.

　　 "Did your father have anything to do with you? You are now in your twenties. It is impossible for him to worry about going out on your own?"

　　 asked old Jack holding the newspaper.

　　 "No, of course not."

　　 Jenkins shook his head abruptly. After unfolding the letter, he seemed to have seen something incredible.

"My father told me that there are distant relatives in the Shire city... I have never heard of this for so many years... Well, the distant childhood, it seems I heard it once from Big Brother."

　　 The memory of this incident is hidden in the deepest part of the original owner of Jenkins. Had it not been for Robert to send this letter, he might never remember it.

　　 "Are you going to visit them?"

　　Old Jack asked again with his teacup.

"Yes, my father said that the two parties have not been in contact for many years, and my family would not come to the Shire normally. Since I am here on business, it is only natural to visit it...please tell me, I How should I call the adopted son of my grandfather's cousin's grandson?"

　　Old Jack thought for a while:

　　 "There is no blood relationship...then just call the name, and remember to be polite."

　　 "It makes sense."

　　 Jenkins suddenly realized.

　　 This visit is destined to be useless, because Jenkins knows very well that the Oakland Williams mentioned by Robert on the letter paper has been buried in a cemetery in the suburbs. He saw it yesterday. But he could not raise this point because he "never been to that cemetery".

　　 There is indeed the possibility of the same name, but Jenkins believes that the birth year will not be the same.

　　 According to Robert's letter, William of Charles lives in a rental apartment near the outskirts of the city. When Jenkins knocked on the door, the thin landlady looked impatient. She had a cup of hot tea in her hand, and behind her woolen socks stood a white cat curiously looking at visitors.

　　 That should be a female cat with a bell and a small bow around her neck, she seems to be interested in chocolate.

　　 "Meow~"

　　 The white cat makes a friendly sound.

　　 "Meow~"

　　 Chocolate made a disgusting sound.

　　 "Who are you looking for?"

　　 Middle-aged women didn’t even use honorifics.

　　 "I'm looking for Oakland Williams."

　　 "Auckland?"

　　 The woman showed an unexpected look as Jenkins expected, and then looked at Jenkins' face.

　　 "Oh, his relatives, right? I do feel that your face is familiar."

"Ok?"

　　 This time, Jenkins was surprised. Oakland Williams was the adopted son of a distant relative of the Williams family. It is absolutely impossible to resemble his face.