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Chapter 1185

    Unlike most evil spirits, when Kraft, or Jung, entered the frog Walker gathering place, he did not see the ferocious animal bones, the green lit candles, and the large symbols drawn in the unknown liquid.


    The people in the sect did not wear robes covering all the skin. In fact, they politely hung the robes on the hanger at the entrance of the room, revealing the common clothes inside. And it is not so much a cult base, from the warm decoration style, it seems to be closer to some kind of relaxing holiday facilities. This contrast made the well-informed Jung stunned.


    "What''s the matter, brother? Don''t be so nervous. The masters will not come until later. We know that you have fasted for a long time today, so we are ready to join you in the retreat and wait. After you meet the Holy One, we will prepare a feast for you. Although I can''t compare with the joy of meeting the saints, I think I can still look forward to it. Old Sean has brought out his good wine A believer who seemed to be familiar with Kraft patted him on the shoulder and squeezed his eyes toward the wine cabinet. It doesn''t look like a cult party. It looks like some old friends are going to have a party.


    Fortunately, Jung, who has acquired most of the memory and character of his master through blood sucking, did not show his inner surprise. He nodded with a smile. In his memory, Kraft has always treated the people in the order in a more implicit way. Since his wife and daughter died, he has intentionally or unintentionally separated himself from others. It''s only in the face of the religious masters that they open their hearts.


    The response was not unexpected, but continued to talk about the details of the church, and took Jung to the so-called retreat. Compared with the warm lobby, the retreat room is a different picture. The specimens made of animal heads, exquisite crafts, and the smell of tobacco in the air are just the opposite of the quiet rooms opened up in the conventional sense to separate the mundane from the complicated world. It is simply the ideal state of desire.


    Several well-dressed men were already waiting in the room, seeing Jung coming in, greeting everyone and sitting on the floor in a circle.


    "Although the Masters said they wanted to fast, they didn''t say they wanted to quit smoking. So, would you like one?" A curly black strip with fingers thick was sent to Jung''s hand. The man who was talking was a male believer who had been in the room with a similar object in his mouth. The only difference was that as he breathed, all the strips emitted white smoke and a little red light. It seems that most of the tobacco smell in the air comes from this. Jung certainly knew about this kind of cigarette. He knew that the production process was much more complicated and mellow than pure tobacco. So he did not hesitate to choose to refuse.


    "No, I remember you told me that the leaves in this cigarette were soaked in rum. I don''t want to make any mistakes in the waiting ceremony. " A reasonable answer. The cigarette delivery man nodded and said nothing more.


    When the new comers took their seats in turn, there was a sense of retreat in the room, although it was more like a game of patience played by several men. Jung was aware of this, and since he entered the church, he had seen nothing but men.


    However, it is clearly stated in the intelligence that the frog Walker church is a comprehensive church for both men and women. It is also clear from the memory of kraft that there are many people in the church that should be addressed by her. Where are the women? Besides, the decoration of this retreat is also too much. It seems that it is too much for men''s hobbies. This is not right.


    But in other words, it''s a pleasure to be surrounded by people who are so easy to get rid of. After all, reading the memory is not so simple. People can remember deeply, and the memory that produces the picture is only a few times in a lifetime. Most of the memory is stored like a conditioned reflex, and only when it is exposed to specific information can it jump out.


    This is why Jung can naturally keep up when the people around him start humming the strange ballad, which has formed a certain pattern in his memory.


    Time, in the past in the recitation, although this ballad does not sound distinctive, the syllables and melody can just be linked to the breathing rhythm, leading people''s state to peace and peace. If it is common people to recite, it will be profitable.


    However, it has no meaning for the blood clan who has lived for many years and no longer needs breathing. So Jung was not at all surprised by the sound of footsteps outside the door. The door, gently opened, a footstep stood at the door, waiting for an opportunity to awaken the believers without harming them.


    "Dong!" The clear metal voice ended the recitation, and people sitting in a circle opened their eyes. Jung was just in the position to see the door, so as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the man who would interrupt the retreat. It was a man, a man with a strange appearance. His face is very big, mainly because his cheeks and chin have obvious protrusion compared with normal people. In contrast, his frontal bone is very low, and his eyes protrude from the orbit, which makes people worry about whether they will fall out. His nostrils are short and thick so that the nostrils can be seen from the front, and the two nostrils are not round, but open and close like two mouths rhythmically with breath.A mixture of man and frog? This is what Jung thought immediately after seeing it. He got up slowly and went to this strange looking man in a complicated robe. The man had a smile like expression. His mouth didn''t open, but his voice came from his swollen and shrinking throat. "Brother Kraft, it''s your time. Come with me, and the messenger will soon come here. "


    So in the envious eyes of others, the vampire followed the half frog man and walked down the corridor to the depth of the building. The closer they are to the interior of the building, the heavier the water vapor in the surrounding air. The humid environment makes moss and mushrooms grow in the wooden walls on both sides. Insects can also be seen in some semi rotten places.


    The corridor slopes downward, and the narrow spaces on both sides are no longer illuminated by the fire, but are replaced by some kind of luminous moss. Some coral like things protruded from under the wooden corridor, covered with shellfish and spiral shells, and gradually there was a thin layer of sand on the ground below.


    Jung hesitated, not because he was afraid of the changes around him, but because of the water oozing from the sand under his feet. Vampires don''t like running water. Although the water in the sand is not living water, they still have some vitality. This hesitation, obviously, did not escape the attention of half frogman.


    "Don''t worry, it''s the corridor to the room where the messenger comes, and it''s the conduit between the secular world and the holy world. All these changes are part of transformation. " The voice of the guide came from the front, but it was a little fuzzy than before, as if there was something on the other floor.


    After a short walk, they finally came to a stone room after a thin layer of water in the corridor, and the cold air escaped along the door. The half frog priest stretched out his hand. His fingertips had small suction cups, and his fingers were also connected with a layer of flesh film. With the help of a suction cup at the fingertips, the handleless stone door slides to one side, revealing the space inside.


    "Please, the messenger will come soon."


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