Klein was affected by the other party's emotions, and asked quietly: "This is her..."

Azik nodded, squatted down, and stroked the half of the tombstone, his bronzed side face was tender, sad, and confused: "This is her tomb.

"If I remember correctly, she has been dead for nine hundred and twenty-six years..."

Year 926... Klein wanted to say something, but was cut off by that long time.

If the major churches hadn't forced the dead to be buried in the cemetery and had certain guards, and there had been no all-out war since the Fifth Epoch, there would have been nowhere to find this tomb and tombstone.

A person's life is only a few decades, but this is 926 years.

The abandoned cemetery was quiet for a while, Azik stood up again, grabbed Klein's shoulder: "I'll send you back first."

After traveling through the spirit world for a few minutes, Klein saw the white sheets and the brown floor again.

Azik pressed his top hat, and said calmly: "I will continue my journey, and you will continue your adventure."

Klein nodded, and was about to speak when he saw Mr. Ards twitching his lips and said with a smile, "Did you worry that I would turn into an evil person like a witch after I completely recovered my memory?"

Before Klein could answer, Azik sighed and said, "I'm worried too.

"However, I want to find myself more."

After finishing speaking, the void around him rippled like water waves, and his figure disappeared into the room.

Klein stood where he was, speechless for a long time.

He shook his head, and said with a silent smile as if he was self-consoling: "Maybe by then, I will already be a strong person in the angel rank, and I can establish a hospital for treating antisocial personality, with Miss 'Justice' as the attending physician..."

Concentrating his thoughts, Klein sat down, reminiscing and reviewing this operation habitually: "I originally thought that I could herd a 'Witch of Pain' and get further clues about the death documents and missing persons cases. Who knows the development and results? It was not expected, and it could only complete the initial goal.

"Hey, it's impossible for me to encourage Mr. Azik to do it. After all, he hasn't fully recovered, and there's an 'undead witch' on the opposite side...It's more important to be strong. It's better to ask for others than to ask for yourself. Hehe, think about it, I often I'm really asking myself...

"The missing persons case can start with the buyer, that 'crazy captain' Connors Victor."

Klein changed his sitting posture, nodded to himself, and whispered in his heart: "The biggest achievement this time is the initial establishment of the principle of playing the Faceless Man, which integrates and detaches, and overcomes psychological barriers, and is alert to the problem of obsessed characters.

"In this way, the potion that can only be digested in a year or two by simple and normal real acting, may be completely absorbed in another three to four months, or half a year..."

After self-examination, Klein was going to sleep, and when dawn came, he took the radio receiver off the gray fog and contacted the magic mirror Arrods.

Of course, the premise is to divination the degree of danger on the gray fog first.

? In the early morning, above the gray fog.

Klein manifested a pen and paper, and wrote down the divination statement after deliberation: "Using a wireless telegraph is dangerous."

After carefully reviewing it twice, he took off the pendulum in the cuff of his left wrist and started divination.

During this process, he was on high alert and a little afraid, like a child covering his ears and lighting firecrackers�if the "True Creator" or "Primary Witch" were indeed involved, the divination itself would also be in danger. For others, it�s just a way to lose control or die, but Klein is separated by gray fog, so it�s not so miserable. Detonating here is obviously better than dying in the real world. What he�s worried about is that after repeated times, The location was locked by the evil gods, and they came to visit in person.

He quickly entered a state of meditation, silently reciting divination sentences.

After seven times in a row, he didn't need to open his eyes to know what the result was, because he was still sitting there without enduring extreme pain.

When I looked at the citrine pendant, I found that it was indeed making counterclockwise selections.

Phew... Klein heaved a sigh of relief, and immediately returned to the world, busy preparing for the ceremony, and brought the wireless telegraph out of the mysterious space above the gray fog. JrNovels.com