Records of Barton’s Fantastical Events

On the back of Alice’s hand, a handkerchief was tied, and two spots of blood slowly spread through the handkerchief. Zach stroked Alice’s arm and led her into the church.

The creak of the floor moved with Zac and Alice’s footsteps. This is a very old church. On the gray-yellow wooden seat, there is a small amount of patent leather that has not fallen off, curled up, and broke and fell when someone walked by. Through the faded painted windows, tiny dust ups and downs in the light, giving the angel statue standing on the wall and holding a sharp sword alive.

Several nuns walked quickly through the window. Zac lowered the brim of the hat to block the sun. He saw them entering the clergy work area behind the church, opening and closing the door, the nurse and the priest The silhouette of him passed away in a flash. The nurses are discussing funeral matters with the priests.

“It’s so quiet.”

At the forefront, a human-high cross was erected in the air. The “Holy Son” on the cross opened his arms, and there was pain on his slightly side face. ,’His’ eyes looked towards the sentient beings before him, with compassion.

Below the cross, a row of lit candles smudges the statue above it more solemnly.

Mrs. Quinn, with her back to the door of the church, sat alone in front of the candle, looking up at the statue of Holy Son that represents the atonement. It should have been the sound of the two coming in, and he said: “How long has it been? I haven’t seen such a quiet church in a long time.” Zach approached the altar and lit one. A candle, “It’s always so quiet here. Time gives it a meaning different from other churches.”

“What’s the meaning?” Mrs. Quinn turned her head and looked towards Zach, who had just painted the cross on her chest .

“Atonement. Mrs. Quinn.” Zach turned around and explained.

The expression on Mrs. Quinns face is relieved, nodded, and re-looked towards the Holy Son statue.

Zach is right. Most church decorations are not so solemn. The statues on the altar are mostly fed by the cross or the Holy Mother embraced by the Holy Son, instead of the adult Holy Son suffering. After all, the story of the Holy Son suffering is too cruel for the ordinary person.

This church is close to the cemetery owned by Grande in the east, and the first prison in Barton City in the west. This environment changes its function from giving hope to ordinary believers to guiding sinners to atonement. , It also created its unique atmosphere and style.

I once asked the vampire, if he has the ability to turn time and can return to this day, in this church that represents the atonement, would he make a different decision so that everyones Life trajectory is on a completely different path? The vampire was silent for a while, laughed, and he replied: “Unfortunately, I don’t have the ability to reverse time.”

“Mrs. Quinn, I know it might be rude to ask, but I want to ask. : Mrs. Quinn, are you guilty?” Zach turned Mrs. Quinn’s wheelchair and turned her obsessed with the Holy Son crucifixion to face him.

Mrs. Quinn looked at Zac who was squatting, her wrinkled lips slightly opened, perhaps because of the influence of the environment: “I am guilty.”

Alice will hold the altar The back door closed, and the thin body leaned against the somewhat decaying door. Now, they don’t want anyone to bother.

The light green in the eyes of the vampire disappeared and was replaced by red: “Now, Mrs. Quinn, confess your sins before Holy Son.”

The will is twisted, Mrs. Quinn She used her dumb voice to describe a scam that lasted 20 years!

It all started with a family scandal witnessed by a minor child! And this child is Porch now! The young Porch and the sudden outbreak of war have concealed the truth. Taking advantage of the influence of the war, the Quinn couple began the cause of funding orphans and disabled soldiers, shifting public opinion and preserving the status and wealth of’Quinn’.

As Porch grew up, the Quinn couple’s control of the children they used to be weakened. The conflict between ancestors and grandchildren became more and more fierce. When the Quinn couple realized that they would eventually withdraw from this World, they began to use the last resort to restrain the increasingly wild Boqi-inheritance.

When Mrs. Quinn finished all this, Zach sighed in relief. Because of strictly speaking, Mrs. Quinn was not a sinner!

“Mrs. Quinn, do you really want to leave your inheritance to Porch?”

Mrs. Quinn is a little confused, she doesn’t know why she said this, she looked up Look at the statue of Holy Son, maybe it’s the atmosphere here. However, since she has already said it, there is no need to keep it. After all, she also understands that she doesn’t have much time. Perhaps being able to come to such a church before death is the last chance God has given her!

“Of course not! He does not deserve to have these, I may not be a respectable person, but the industry of’Quin’ is truly great! Poch, unworthy!” Mrs. Quinn was a little angry, and Some helpless. At least according to the current direction, Poch will not let any lawyer approach her, which also means that she cannot change her will!

“Then, I think I can help you.” Zach smiled.

“humph.” Mrs. Quinn snorted, she seemed to be amused by Zach: “How are you going to help me? Do you have the qualifications for notarization of the will? You delay the funeral as much as possible, just to help me !”

Mrs. Quinn stretched out her dry hand, as if she wanted to fiddle with the wheel of the wheelchair, so that she could continue to face the Holy Son statue. I just confessed my sin, now I should pray and ask for forgiveness.

Zac watched Mrs. Quinn’s movements and helped her turn her wheelchair.

“I can help you procrastinate, but your time, I am afraid I do not need to do more.” Zach said.

Ms. Quinn finished drawing the cross, folded her hands on her chest, and said faintly: “I know, maybe three days, maybe one day, maybe today.”

“I can ask Now, what kind of disease do the madam and husband have?” Zach stood beside the wheelchair and took off his gloves.

“I don’t know.” Mrs. Quinn said calmly: “At first it was just an unremarkable mole, and then it transferred to the skeleton and internal organs. The doctor said, something is eating our bodies. Maybe. Its our sin that has been punished.”

Zac shook his head, “Mrs Quinn, I dont think you have done any crime. It is human instinct to cover up family scandals, even if it is a crime. , The good deeds of you and Mr. Quinn have made up for all this.”

“You don’t have to comfort my dying old woman.” Mrs. Quinn waved her hand.

“I didn’t mean to comfort you, I’m telling the facts.” Zach walked to the side of the altar, and the half-high stone pillar was sunken in the middle. In the white stone basin, the clear holy water reflected no effort. The shadow of a ghost.

Zac rolled up his sleeves, turned his back to Mrs. Quinn and bit his finger.

“For a long time, people believe that holy water can make all evils manifest.” Zach reached out and took the cup that Alice handed over, filled a cup of holy water, and stroked the bloody fingers on the eaves of the cup. Once, “If Mrs. Quinn insists on thinking that she is guilty, I dont know, is Madam willing to confirm it?”

Zac handed the cup to Alice, ignoring the unhealed wound and put it on gloves. Why is there no healing? Everyone will know right away.

Mrs. Quinn looked at the cup that Alice handed with some suspicion. The holy water in it was not very clear, just like diluted whiskey.

Seeing Mrs. Quinn hesitating, Alice stuffed the cup into Mrs. Quinns hand, her thin palm pressed Madam Quinns hand holding the cup, and the handkerchief on the back of her hand was untied. Two points of Red Seal on the fair skin, “Madam, drink!”

Ms. Quinn was helplessly nodded, smiled at Alice, raised the cup, and drank.

I cant describe Mrs. Quinns feelings to everyone, because, facing reality, such a busy philanthropist doesnt at all spend time sitting face to face with me, wasting an afternoon to tell what happened. . However, I can spoil you, a short article in “100 Ways to Use Vampire Blood”.

When a memory or event is too long, the time span is too large, and it takes too long to tell. You can let the vampire bite you gently, then cut the finger of the vampire, pretend to take his blood, and then feed it to the person you want to tell. In this way, you don’t need to say a word, the narration is complete! Note: This process should not be too long, because the wound of the vampire will not heal until the blood carrying events and memories is found. You dont want the vampire to be hungry because of excessive blood loss and bite you. ! Remember! -The blood of things.

So, for Mrs. Quinn, I can only use one vague sentence.

Mrs. Quinn, she put down the cup, first she was confused, then suddenly, then angry, and finally, finally, she pushed aside the wheelchair behind her, smashed the cup in her hand, her fists tightened Staring at the Holy Son crucifixion statue in front of you!

“Porch!!”

Zac walked quickly behind Mrs. Quinn and helped up the wheelchair. Alice helped him who hadnt been standing alone for a long time. Mrs. Quinn, with the combined efforts of the two, pushed Mrs. Quinn back into the wheelchair.

“What happened to Mr. Porch Quinn?” Zach asked, raising his eyebrows.

Mrs Quinns eyes widened, and many emotions flashed in her eyes, but she couldnt ask: “How did you do it?!”

“What did you do?” Zach He put on an expression of incomprehension: “Did Mrs. Quinn see anything? Does the holy water really give Madam any enlightenment?” Zach smiled slightly, “I always thought this was just a legend. It is said that holy water can also heal injuries. I dont know how Mrs. Quinn is feeling now?”

Mrs. Quinn was silent. She tried to find a clue in Zachs eyes, but she saw nothing. Mrs. Quinn closed her eyes and re-opened her eyes for a long time: “You said, you can help me, then, tell me, what do you want?”

The corners of the vampires mouth are lightly raised, and its a good thing to talk to smart people Very pleasant thing. Louise, Kim, and Mrs. Quinn are all smart people. After encountering an event that cannot be explained by common sense, they did not panic, but reflected. Louise immediately sought asylum, and Kim offered to cooperate, while Mrs. Quinn was smarter, and she saw through her rich experience that this was a deal.

“I want you and your friends. As you can see, the property of the Grand House is declining, and we need stable customers.” Zach Green’s eyes have been bent.

Did you think of it? When Zach saw a group of hobbled wealthy elderly in the living room of the Grand Funeral Home, he started to think that the traditional funeral industry is dying. Fortunately, he hesitated between the trend and the tradition. The older generation of wealthy people are also dying. If Zach wants to maintain the Grand House, he needs these people to stop hesitating and choose tradition…

Mrs Quinns eyes narrowed, I couldnt help but laughed out loud: “He he he. Funny guy, let me see the truth and save me to continue my influence among my friends?”

Smiling and shaking his head: “No, Mrs. Quinn, don’t put Holy Son’s Gods Vestige on me. I can’t afford it.”

“Gods Vestige?” Mrs. Quinn nodded, The blood-red hand patted Zac on the shoulder: “Then, the deal.”

“The deal!” Zach held Mrs. Quinn’s palm.