"If by your account, that is, before he left the block, he was once the embodiment of holiness. otbnkotgt "Then what kind of person is Yote in your impression?"
Kenna asked, looking at the old landlady.
"Every time I see him, especially before I enter the forest, what I see is the same as you, him under the camera lens.
To be honest, he is no different from ordinary people in that state.
But when I enter the forest Later, I noticed that he behaved strangely.
Maybe it was because I was the only person in the forest who pretended to be a fanatic but was actually calm and rational.
In my eyes, he looked more like a doll.
People move around according to their schedule and never talk much, even It can be said that in private, he is often silent.
Moreover, I have never seen him eat anything, and he does not even drink much water.
On the private plane, he can sit down for several hours.
Not moving.
But I can be sure that he is alive, and if you ask him something, he will answer you clearly and clearly."
The more the old lady said, the more strange it became.
The leader of the Resurrection Day became more and more curious.
"You have been hiding here and there all these years, but they have never found you."
"I have found them, but because some departments have begun to restrict the activities of Resurrection Day in recent years, they do not dare to retaliate with the same fanfare as in the past.
In addition, I am very familiar with various local branches of Resurrection Day in the United States, so , so far it has been found only a few times, which is an accident.”
After chatting a lot with the old lady, Susanna finally asked the question.
"Since you know so much about Resurrection Day, I would like to ask you to help us investigate together.
Are you willing?"
The old lady shook her head almost every time she thought about it and said, "No."
Her rejection didn't surprise me at all.
To put it bluntly, the reason why the old lady has been hiding in Tibet for these years and did not take the initiative to seek help from relevant departments is because she does not want to continue to wade through this troubled water.
Furthermore, no one knows how many forces are behind Resurrection Day.
Unfortunately, there are people from Resurrection Day watching behind these two young detectives.
The old lady has managed to hide her whereabouts.
If she is exposed again, won't her peaceful life be disrupted?
Suzanne was obviously disappointed.
But he was still reluctant and asked tentatively: "Can you give us that kind of seed?"
Naturally, the old lady refused again.
When the two detectives saw that the old lady's face began to look unhappy, they did not dare to continue asking any more questions and chose to leave for the time being.
As soon as the two men left, I asked from behind: "Why do you want to keep the seeds?
If you destroy the seeds, then half of the foundation of Resurrection Day will be destroyed?"
There were some things she didn't say when the two agents were there, but I think she must have other motives for keeping the "seed".
"This was a failed transaction."
Seeing that she had been exposed, the old lady's tone changed.
Smoking a cigarette and leaning on the table, he said, "My original intention of stealing the seeds was to ask Yote to save my husband."
As expected, there must be something going on here.
"After my husband died, I have been looking for a way to resurrect him.
Because I have seen miracles happen, I believe that there must be some kind of power in this world that can bring my husband back to me.
And what can be done At this point, the only one in my eyes was Yot.
After I tried every means to steal the seeds, I blackmailed him. , as soon as he resurrected my husband.
I returned the seed to him.
But he never gave me an answer, and even to this day, he keeps tracking me.
Just believe.
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One day, when he also tastes despair, he will agree to my terms. " People are controlled by desire.
I can understand his pain.
That seed is her last life-saving straw.
"I'm sorry, I don't know about foreign countries.
At least in China, I have been exposed to so many magical things.
But life and death are ironclad rules.
I don't know anyone who can resurrect the dead.
I have never seen any books on this subject. , all those who claim to be able to resurrect others are liars.
When a person dies, he or she is dead.
This is a road of no return.
At this point, I paused and then said, "You can continue to escape with your hope, but your persistence may make more people who are still confused or have not looked back wake up later."
It's a bit late, but I may have to move out soon.
In a sense, you are a wanderer like me."
After saying that, I nodded slightly and went upstairs.
To be honest, that "seed" contained very powerful power, and I was really moved.
If I hadn't had a close relationship with the old lady, I might have robbed her openly.
No one was destined to sleep well that night, and my situation was not optimistic either.
The matter of Bei Yanwu has not been settled yet, and now there is a cult, and I often lose concentration when meditating.
The old lady sat in the living room all night, smoking a cigarette and pouring a glass of wine, not knowing what she was thinking.
When I came downstairs the next morning, she made an omelette and put it on the table with a cut sandwich next to it.
"Eat it," she said.
"You haven't slept all night?
You should take a rest."
I was not polite, sat down and got ready to start.
"If it can be proven that Yot has no ability to resurrect my husband, I will give you the seeds, because then this thing will have no meaning to me."
She seemed to have made up her mind after last night's thinking.
He spoke to me.
I put down my knife and fork, thought for a while and said, "Well, since it's all about this, I'll do you a favor and let's call out the spirits."
My spiritual conjuring is naturally different from American spiritual conjuring.
It will not be a big round table where everyone holds hands and puts a candle in the middle, and then the ghost gets on the medium's body and speaks through the medium's mouth.
After breakfast, I called Xiao Wei and asked Xiao Wei to find a way to prepare something.
Two detectives, Kenna and Susanna, were also curious and came over to watch the fun.
"Candles, yellow paper, calligraphy ink.
These are not difficult to buy, but the yellow paper is a bit laborious.
I got some other yellow paper to make up for it.
It won't be a problem."
Xiao Wei took out the things he brought from the supermarket.
"Okay, it's okay.
You can help me press the paper later, and I'll draw the talisman.
By the way, have you got the cinnabar I asked you to buy?"
I asked when I saw that he didn't bring the cinnabar.
"This thing really doesn't exist," Xiao Wei scratched his head and said awkwardly.
It is indeed difficult to get cinnabar in this part of the United States, especially in such a small town, where most residents have never even heard of cinnabar.
Isn't that right?
Kenna, who heard our conversation next to him, asked strangely.
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I didn't answer him, and after thinking about it, I said to Xiao Wei: "Forget it, I will drop two drops of blood into the ink later to replace it temporarily.
You guys go and pull up the windows around the living room, and then cover the glass Especially mirrors and other utensils should be removed and not placed in the living room.”
After explaining it, I started to draw the symbols.
By the time this whole set of things was finished, it was already approaching evening.
Although it wasn't dark yet, the sunset had begun to set slowly.
After the curtains were drawn, I placed paper charms on the walls around the house.
Then he lit candles and sat in the center of the living room.
"Don't you need our help?
When I watch the movie The Conjuring, we hold hands."
Kenna was a curious baby at this time and kept asking questions throughout the afternoon.
"No, don't make a sound."
I was annoyed with him, frowned and said, "Old lady, come here, sit across from me, with your knees crossed like mine."
The old lady nodded and walked over.
After we sat down face to face, I said: "Don't move, close your eyes.
Wait until you hear your husband's voice and then open your eyes again.
Don't get too excited.
Do you hear me?"