The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

After calling the farm, Zac started to act. Bayi Chinese Network W? W㈠W． 81ZW. COM

"Why do I feel that there must be no good thing going out with you." Mo made no secret of his doubts.

"Don't you care about the process of" being alien "under" No. 2 "." Zac held the steering wheel and stepped out of Grand. Bain really spoke the truth. None of Zac ’s current trips are related to funeral work. While saying this, O'Neill Furado, who was a little helpless and floated outside the car window, always covering the rearview mirror, "Why are you following?"

"If Sam is there, I can still communicate witchcraft with him, but he is at work, I have nothing to do, it is better to look at me and find a way to become a" ghost "human being, to be a reference."

"'No. 2' lives in Paisin. You may run into Siberia." Zach reminded him of his "good heart".

This "good heart" was accepted, O'Neill pouted, and deliberately walked through the car and drifted away to the east. It should be to go to the Saint's Villa to find his brother, Heavenly Necromancer.

There was still a little while in the drive. Zac glanced at the boring ink on his co-driver, "Tell me the truth, does O'Neill have any hope of becoming a` `ghost '' like you."

"Maybe there is no hope." Mo was really direct, shaking his head. "It may be a generation gap, it may be a cultural difference. I don't know how to tell you, 'birth' is not 'being', I was born into a ghost, not becoming Ghost. It's not a difference in words, these two things are different. "

Zack shouldn't ask, he couldn't understand. But Zac knew the fact that Harrison was resurrected and reborn. I can only expect that everything is possible.

"Is there more republican ghosts?" Zac asked another question.

"How to say, enough, enough to make your secret alliance uncomfortable. Every time they try to make the Republicans start the worship of blood and eternal life, to support them, there will be Republican ghosts let them realize that if the Republicans are connected We local gods do n’t worship, do n’t expect them to worship you white ghosts'. "Mo smiled at Zac," I told you, the republic is not easy to mix ~ "

"Very good ~" Zac also smiled, turned on the radio, and enjoyed the ride.

The midday news is not good news, some boring Barton daily-friendly talks between the two mayor candidates, Bi Sharp still lying in the hospital, security in Port Massa is still bad, and the streets of Barton are in the shelter by the Quinn Group After mastering it, it is much cleaner (the tramp is gone) ... casually gossip about the boring routine of the neighboring city-the post of mayor of Newton is still vacant, and the state government intends to assign ...

See, boring stuff.

Arrived.

Zac asked Mo to knock on the door. He, standing far away, looked at the neighborhood where Paisin and Back Bay combined. Chapman used to live here. For families with average economic strength who do not want to fall into Paisin, this place is very good.

"Mo?" The woman who opened the door didn't know whether it was a surprise or a surprise. Looking at the ink at the door, "Uh ... wait a moment, the house is messy." While talking, he left the door and ran back to the house and started to clean up. What.

"Have you robbed the mall." Mo entered the door, subconsciously covering his nose and mouth, looking at the room that was filled with only one aisle, "Uh, what are these ..." A bag of toys was drawn from a pile of objects as rigid as the wall. "Mothballs?" Looking up at the pile of objects that were pushed up to the ceiling, "A whole face of mothballs, uh ..."

"Tam's." I don't know where it came from. "He likes to hoard things, all kinds of things, so ..."

Now I know why Zack is standing so far. The smell of camphor pills in the house of No. 2 is already a good part.

Mo glanced outside the house, "I know, there is no good thing coming out with you!"

"You don't need to keep the entity." Zakra pulled the brim, wiped his sunglasses, and leaned leisurely against the front of the car. "I'll wait for you here." This means never going in.

Mo decided to take revenge, and at the same time when he closed the door, the phantom disappeared. "Is there any awakening recently? Do you have any experience with the born leader? Do you have any questions for me?" This revenge is to let the vampire slowly wait.

Zac doesn't mind, really doesn't mind. Sunbathing is a privilege ~ some people need the privilege of pinyin ~ right?

Well, Zac's sense of privilege lasted ten minutes, opened the door, and was ready to temporarily evade his privilege.

Wait.

"Chapman?" Zac had just retracted his body in the car and came out again, looking at the policeman who was walking down the sidewalk with his head down.

Chapman froze for a moment, looked up, and looked at Zac ’s face that was mostly covered by his hat and sunglasses. “Zac?” Then, with a nervous expression, he crossed the front of the car directly and pushed Zac back into the car. Get into the car yourself, "Why are you here ??"

"You are also good at noon." Zac looked at Chapman's nervous face and expressed his doubts with greetings.

"Uh ..." Chapman scratched his head and began to look around cautiously.

"Someone is looking for you?" Zach followed Chapman's gaze and looked around. There was nothing.

"Uh ... no ... I just don't want to be seen by acquaintances!"

Zac blinked, "Okay." Didn't he just remind Chapman that he lived here, Zac let the other person listen to him with peace of mind, "No one is paying attention here."

Chapman let out a sigh of relief and looked awkwardly, "Uh, thank you."

The atmosphere stopped weird, and Zac shrugged. "No." It's casual, "Do you need help."

"Uh ..." This hesitation almost filled Chapman's face, "I uh ... I'm going to ..."

"If you don't want to say it, when I didn't say it." Zac was very intimate. "I didn't see you." He pointed to the car door, meaning that Chapman could go down anytime. What should he do.

Hesitated, "You can help me!" Chapman shook his head, "Not help me, help Wandel!"

"Wandall?" Zack pouted, "What's wrong with her?"

"Uh, she used to hide her tentacle avatars in various places in Barton ..." Chapman's face resented, "trapped with her bones and scattered around Barton to focus on the ready-to-use body , Uh, container. "

Zac blinked, "Wandel still retains his bones?" This is a magical thing, a soul alien actually so nostalgic for his body.

"Uh, she said that. After all, it was her real body, which was stronger than the shadow's presence ..." Chapman shook his head again when Zac pouted, and his face was irritable. "The point is not this , She buried one in my house before! My house! "

Zac opened his mouth and understood a little, "Oh, your son, she has already stared at someone who may die of illness at any time, and is ready to possess your son. No wonder she will allow you to retain self-awareness when she possesses you, Are you willing to help you with the aftermath, is it for the sake of this alternative container, huh ... "Zach saw Chapman's face start to distort, and the timing was biased. It was necessary to calm Chapman's excitement. , "How is your son? James said he was healed last time, how are you doing recently?"

"Um ..." is very effective, you can clearly see Chapman's face eased a little, "He is very good, thank you."

Zac waved his hand, "No, then do you want to recover these bones now?"

"Yes!" Chapman was irritated again. "But Wandel can't find a container in Button now ..." Silently, "She's going to dig it out for her personally."

"Oh." Zach started blinking again, glancing at the bright streets and houses outside the car window illuminated by the midday sun, and smiled. "Then you really have chosen a good time, can't you come at night?" "

"She's been harassing-harassing-me! I can't work! The shadow of anything in the police station doesn't dare to touch! It's entangled with her as soon as it's touched! ... "

Inexplicably, the picture is embarrassing.

Zac just wanted to laugh, "You understand that the tentacles of filmmakers don't have any physical effect, you can feel that it is just because you are possessed by her. Except for the sense of existence that you admit, she can't do anything to you. thing."

"I know, I know!" Chapman shook his head irritably. This is not false. Chapman had a personal experience of the definition of the "existence" of the filmman. "But it is uncomfortable! It ’s even more uncomfortable to come to the police station to send me tasks! "

"Okay, I'll help you." Zac glanced at No. 2's house. The ink was still in the ink, and it wouldn't come out for a while. "Do you have anything to indicate the location of Wandel's remains?"

Chapman pulled out a small bottle out of his pocket with a sad face. A black thing that didn't know the texture was rolling at the bottom of the bottle. Occasionally, one or two tentacles came out and climbed down the wall of the bottle. Of course, it touched The top of the seal is falling back ...

"I heard it all. It's the first time I have been described as uncomfortable, forget it." This sloppy black made a noise, and when it fell to the bottom of the bottle again, the tentacles merged into an arrow. "Please be gentle, Zack. , I'm very old, don't break me. "

Remember, Wandel once said that she is over a hundred years old.

Zac took the vial with a smile, got out of the car, and walked in the direction of the arrow, leaving Chapman shrinking in the car and watching around.

Chapman ’s original home was not far from here, but Zac did n’t use the usual degree. He walked and had something to say.

"Wandel, what are you going to do?" The tone of this questioning is the reason, "This kind of thing doesn't need to trouble yourself or Chapman, Spella can help you, why, why should you do it yourself?" . Are you hiding something from Spira. "

"Will you tell Spella?" He asked rhetorically.

"It depends on how you answer."

"It's Papa at midnight." Zac raised an eyebrow at the beginning of the answer. "Papa took three other things not only from other aliens but also from me."

Zac turned back to Chapman in the car, nodded, turned, and walked into the lane between the houses, easily skipping the divided fences, "Don't laugh, you are a soul alien, Papa doesn't need to leave at midnight You have anything on your body. "These words have been whitewashed to take care of Wandel's self-esteem-the filmman is everywhere, the marine creature of Barton, the wingman of the elderly, the wingman of the elderly, the inheritor monopolized by the Western Devil ... This is the rare species. There is no difference between Wandel and the shadows everywhere. Papa can take it at midnight, and she does not need Wandel.

"This is prejudice!"

When Wandel was upset, Zac raised the land in front of the narrow backyard porch, squatted down and began to dig,

"I have been lurking in this city, the shadow of this city, the sense of existence of this city from the beginning of Patton's establishment! Everything in this city, everything that exists or has existed, is in my soul mark! I can represent Button more than other aliens of Button! "

Zac was digging very fast, but in this accidental sense of Wandel, Zac had rolled his sleeves to his fingers, and his entire forearm was stuck in the soil, groping for something. Cunningly dismissing Wandel's words, "I've touched a box, is this it?"

"Yes! My pelvis! Be careful! It's brittle ..."

Then Zach, be careful, expand the space of the underground box a little bit, "Then, why is that? Have you told Sibella that your soul mark was taken by Papa at midnight, and now you are recovering the remains what is the relationship?"

"John!" The words were irritable. "John was unhappy. What Papa did with Barton's aliens at midnight was given to the black witch to study and gave Spella a bad idea! What to say to understand what Papa did at midnight, then Just try it ourselves! "

Zac tilted his body and raised his eyebrows, Wandel continued, "I have been secretly following the progress of John's research. He has begun to speculate, uh, the" interracial formula table ", always instigating Sibella to let the interracial initiative Tell what was taken, and the black witch who harassed-harassed-Newton and asked to share what was taken by the alien. "Then there was the helplessness of speechlessness." That guy is a genius. He used the repulsion between aliens. To make an inference, in the recipe table, the mermaid scales, winged eggs, and the inheritor's ** ... "These things that coincide with the truth are not the focus of Wandel, this is," My soul mark! If He even inferred the "ingredients" that nobody knew about. I don't think there is anything outrageous about his inference! He can make that thing! Something in Tsuisha's belly! "

Zac wouldn't express any opinion. He inserted it in the soil and started to pull it out. The metal and rusty box were taken out.

It's only about the size of a slap. Zac is going to open it. After all, uh, this pelvis is a bit small ...

"Don't!" Was stopped by Wandel. "There is not much left! Don't let it touch the air!"

Zac pouted, "Okay." He patted the dirt on his face, put it in his arms, and prepared to return the same way, the conversation was to continue, "Then, you put the important soul mark on yourself On the bones? So, do n’t want John to take it? "

"Otherwise!" Sure, "You are the boss of the funeral industry, do you have no concept of the corruption of human bones! I don't have much left! I'm still going to keep these only things that belong to me! I won't give it to anyone, especially It ’s John! What a ghost study for him! "

"Okay, I won't tell Sibella. Your secret is safe with me." Once again, Zac nodded and smiled at Chapman in the car. "So he, you know Sisi Bella and the devil are not without communication. "

"You thought he just hesitated to tell you what it was! He promised me no secrets! He owes me, he believes him!" Not surprisingly, "Uh! Vampire, you make you confused, in this city No matter who they trust, whoever they gather in the end-everyone trusts you! Are you happy? "

"Oh, yeah, thank you." Zack replied. "Still, I will inform Newton's black witch of this new information."

"Uh, keep them secret! Please!" (To be continued.)