"You are thin again. Your dancing posture should be lighter now." Christian was not surprised, but used thin to describe Maris.

She is not only thin, but like a dried corpse buried in a coffin for many years.

"Lord Kerry, it's not the little girl you saw when I was 5 years old." Maris responded coldly to Christian.

"Oh, no! You are in my heart, always the little girl dancing by the caravan and the campfire." Christian said with a smile.

Gentle and elegant, it seems that these labels are always attached to the Bruch family, which is not shown by the world all the time.

But Maris knew what was hidden behind their elegance and ease.

"Thank you for your imagination." Maris said faintly, "now can you say what's the matter with you coming to me?"

In the light, a mummy is talking to Christian. The walls of the castle and the priceless oil paintings hanging on it as the background make everything look more strange.

It's like a mysterious and sneaky wizard in the Middle Ages digging his grave and trying to summon his own skeleton soldiers.

There was just a problem with the call, and the skeleton became a mummy.

"Lord Roche, I was killed a few days ago." Kerry looked at the red liquid in the goblet and said leisurely.

"I know."

"You must know what's going on. But you don't know what's behind it."

"Do you mean that after a hundred years, patriarch Roche finally made another move?" Asked Maris.

"No, my beautiful little girl, maybe I should add the word once?" Christian said with a smile: "we all think Lord Roche is sensing the call of his ancestors and is ready to return to the family cemetery and become a hero to protect the family."

Maris listened quietly, the orbicularis oculi muscles under her skin trembled slightly, and the slender eyelashes flickered. I don't think it's cute, but it's more weird and scary.

"It was a young doctor in the imperial capital who made a diagnosis for Lord Roche and mercilessly exposed the plot. My ancestor! Lord Roche was poisoned by lead. Unexpectedly, our bodies can also be eroded by lead, a clumsy heavy metal element."

"Doctor?"

"I know your legends are all to cheat some money. It's impossible to predict the future at the cost of vitality."

The corpse shrugged his shoulders and his black robe trembled slightly.

"When I saw you at the age of 5, did you start to change at the age of 6?"

"You know, the curse says that before the age of 10, it will become this picture of people without people and ghosts without ghosts."

"I have no intention to understand your divination method, but I always think you are ill, not because of the damn curse. No one can curse thousands of years ago and continue until now. Even Lord Roche can't do that."

"I'm moved by what you said, but don't you think it's particularly stupid, Lord Kerry." Maris said hoarsely.

Jie's strange laughter echoed in the castle room, as if there were mummies in every corner to drill out of the ancient bluestone wall.

"Then I'll tell you one more thing."

"Huh?"

"Lord Roche flew to the imperial capital a while ago."

The mummy's eyes opened wide and she looked at Christian in disbelief. Roche Bruch, obviously powerful, but too cautious. He rarely goes out of the castle, even if there are no more than five people who can hurt him in the world.

This is his territory. No one can defeat... Hurt him in this ancient castle under the protection of the ancestors.

The old man walked out of the castle?!

Looking at Maris's mummified face and the eyes of the mummified body, Christian drank the red liquid in the glass and said, "you know what I mean now."

"Is it a disease?"

"I don't know. Lord Roche went to find the little guy anyway." Kerry said, "originally, I thought he was very interesting. Few people dared to punch me hard in the face, although I was weak at that time."

The mummy did not interrupt Christian's words. Her eyes turned slightly, as if thinking about something.

"I think Lord Roche guides us like a lighthouse on the coast. Little girl, aren't you going to try?" Roche said gracefully.

"Why did you help me?"

"With my ancestors, I will grow old slowly. Now I start to constantly recall the past, and a doubt in my heart needs to be explained."

"No!" Maris simply rejected Christian's statement.

"Don't panic and refuse, he's just an ordinary person..."

"Ordinary people? Will chief Roche leave this moldy and rotten Castle because of an ordinary person?"

"I regret your description." Kerry said: "it's also a video. You don't have to worry about your things being known."

The mummy was silent, her eyes turned slightly, as if determined to determine what.

Christian was not in a hurry, shaking the dark red liquid in the cup, watching the liquid hanging on the wall and slowly dissolving in the cup.

"What does he need?"

"There is no need, but I still want to see the good memories of the past... If there is, our Bruch family will give him enough in return." Then Kerry smiled, "plus I have doubts about Lord Roche's practice and want to prove something."

The corpse slowly put on the black hood again, and the shriveled hand that seemed to have only the skeleton shrank back into the black robe.

At this time, she seemed to be connected with the shadow of the castle, and it was difficult to tell whether she really existed.

"Don't move, my little girl." Kerry said, "only this room belongs to me. Be careful that Lord Roche turns you into my people or inferior people."

The shadow did not move, only the light on the crystal ball in front of him breathed twice.

"I like your pretended mystery." Christian sneered and took out his cell phone.

"Look what my children are doing."

……

……

Zheng Ren stood on the terrace, talking softly with little Yi.

There is no theme, what you think and say.

Say the lights in front of us, say the community hospital downstairs, say today's operation, say the dinner at night.

This is his most leisurely time. Zheng Ren has been used to and fell in love with this life.

[they say...]

When the mobile phone rings, Zheng Ren frowns.

This is still a bad habit left in the clinic. The mobile phone is turned on 24 hours. Every time I receive a call from the hospital at home, I will be frightened.

That means another emergency rescue and sleepless night.

He smiled apologetically at the little Iraqi, and then took a look at his mobile phone.

Kerry? Zheng Ren hesitated and then connected the phone.