Chapter 162: Tomb Sweeping
After sending away the teacher who was obviously going to cause trouble, Arnold looked at the zombies who were rushing to the cemetery in a hurry in the distance, and wanted to remind them to be careful not to cause a stampede.
It's not worth it to lose your arms and legs...
never mind.
Remembering that the man hated the smell of corpses, Arnold thought it would be better to wait until tomorrow night to deal with it. Anyway, it was almost dawn and these zombies would instinctively return to the cemetery.
One day later, nothing will happen.
Thinking of this, he used a teleportation array to send himself back to Samuel's room in the mansion.
Samuel was still fast asleep, and he really seemed to have no defenses against him at all.
Arnold raised the corners of his lips slightly and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
In order to wash off the possible smell, Samuel's clothes were two sizes too small for Arnold to wear. For some reason that he couldn't express, he didn't go back to his room to get clothes, but just went to bed naked.
The cold water vapor made the sleeping person frown uncomfortably. Arnold waited for a while, until his body temperature rose a little due to the heat transferred from the quilt, then he moved forward and hugged him.
The skin is delicate and soft, like a piece of fine white jade.
Perhaps it was the fleeting glimpse in the basement, the beauty in a damaged state, the completely unfamiliar yet extremely beautiful expression on the familiar face, that made Arnold's heart, which was placed on the tray, tighten.
I want to save him and don't want such a beautiful soul to disappear.
So she gave him her heart.
Arnold couldn't help but secretly reach out and touch the chest of the black-haired beauty.
He placed his palm against it, and his heart beat heavily, as if responding to its owner.
Samuel suddenly moved slightly, so Arnold raised his palm and touched his dove-like soft chest.
After several days of development, a certain part of my body became extremely sensitive and it felt uncomfortable with the slightest touch.
Arnold tried to hold it back, but couldn't help it and pinched his fingers.
After realizing what he had done, he suddenly shrank back and curled up into a giant shrimp, the kind that had been boiled in boiling water.
Logically speaking, he was dead. Although he had the gold nuggets as the source of power for his body, his blood was actually not circulating.
But Arnold just felt that his face and ears were hot, and his scalp was about to smoke.
What on earth am I doing…
Am I some kind of scoundrel...
Why would I pinch his breasts...
Arnold questioned himself.
He really had no way of quibbling and saying that his body's pursuit of his heart would turn him into a puppy crying for milk.
Just because, simply, I want to drink milk...
I long for him and am madly in love with his body.
Maybe he really is a scoundrel, Arnold thought calmly.
After realizing this, Arnold decided that he must continue to play dumb.
Arnold knew that Samuel seemed to hate this place very much, even afraid of it. He wanted to leave and was already planning to take him with him.
For Arnold, his feelings for the small town where he was born are not as strong as those for the dark forest where he has lived for many years. His father and many relatives are just worldly connections to him.
Their relationship was not close and they even disliked each other.
Moreover, I am already dead, so having another life has nothing to do with these people.
He liked Samuel and wanted to leave with Samuel.
Go live where no one knows them.
Arnold secretly thought that if he went to a place where no one knew them, he could pursue Samuel.
No one would know that Samuel and his father were married, and no one would know that they were stepmother and stepson.
As the sky gradually brightened, Samuel, who had gone to bed early, gradually woke up.
Arnold was a little panicked. He couldn't adjust his mentality for a while and hadn't mastered the skill of playing a fool. In desperation, he could only use the most common method used by the puppy version of Arnold - biting.
So one day, when Samuel woke up, he saw a familiar red dog head buried in his chest and looked at him as usual.
Then he slapped him.
After receiving a slap in the face, Arnold suddenly felt that his day was complete.
…
Arnold's little idea failed after a few hours.
During breakfast, the butler came to tell Samuel that someone had distributed a lot of leaflets on the street, revealing that Samuel was not only the great magician, but also the new wife of Mr. Hermann and the ex-lover of Bishop Cassius.
Samuel: “…”
Samuel wasn't actually too surprised. He had a feeling that this matter could not be concealed, but he didn't expect it to happen at this critical juncture.
He sneered and asked the butler, "Have the ten tons of gold been delivered?"
The housekeeper shook his head and said, "A servant from Madam Josephine's household came over and said they hope you can go and take care of it yourself, fearing that with such a large sum of money, there will be problems without you."
"Tell them." Samuel elegantly wiped the corner of his mouth with a napkin and stood up. "Go tell them that Mr. Herman woke up once last night. He wasn't in good condition. He groggily said he missed his son very much and asked me to bring Arnold to see him."
"And I told him that Arnold was dead, the cause of death was unknown, and he was buried hastily."
"Mr. Herman was heartbroken and fainted again. And I was going to visit his grave—that is, to visit Arnold's tombstone."
"I also plan to move Arnold's grave back to the garden, under the nose of Mr. Hermann. I will ensure that everyone who enters the Governor's Palace can visit poor Master Arnold before seeing Mr. Hermann."
housekeeper:"……"
Crazy. I never realized that Sir Samuel was so crazy before.
"I'm going upstairs now to change my clothes and get ready to go out to visit the graves," Samuel said with a smile. "If I don't get back too late, I'll go to the houses of some relatives to pick up the ten tons of gold myself."
The butler was frightened by the way he smiled - now, apart from Arnold and Bishop Cassius, there was probably no third person who could appreciate Samuel's original beauty through those terrible black lines.
The butler leaned forward and said, "Yes, sir, I will convey your words exactly as they are."
Samuel was satisfied. He nodded slightly and walked upstairs leisurely.
As soon as he left the butler's sight, Samuel's expression immediately became gloomy - he was even angrier about this matter than he showed.
But he can only let others know to this extent; any more would be a problem.
Those stupid and greedy relatives finally got smart for once and made a move that almost defeated General [Samuel].
It’s a pity that he is not the original body.
But it also had a great impact on Samuel.
In order to restrain Samuel and prevent his image from becoming too glorious in the minds of the people, his relatives tried to discredit him as a prostitute with an immoral private life.
Before this, Samuel left the impression on the people as a great magician who was willing to suffer serious injuries in order to protect the people and fought on the front line against the living dead.
Now, with the overwhelming number of leaflets, I'm afraid everyone knows that Samuel is just a lackey of the hidden governor Mr. Hermann, and he also has an unclear relationship with the clergy.
Samuel was really angry.
He knew the little thoughts of those people: they wanted to contribute themselves but did not want themselves to be in power. They only hoped that the person sitting in the position of consul was their blood relative.
I'm afraid that after they've taken advantage of me this time, they'll find a reason to blame me for harming Mr. Hermann, and then push someone they trust more to the position of consul.
So disgusting.
Samuel was genuinely disgusted.
At the same time, he also made up his mind that he would swallow all the ten tons of gold without missing a cent.
He wouldn't leave them even a speck of gold.
Before, Samuel had been struggling with whether he should go too far and leave some for others.
Now...
Samuel returned to the bedroom, closed the door, and said to Arnold with a smile: "Be good, little dog, go get dressed, and your mother will take you to the cemetery to play."
Arnold:?
…
Ten minutes later, Samuel saw with his own eyes Arnold, who had put on a concealing black robe, leave using the teleportation array.
He also changed into a solemn black suit and went downstairs.
He even asked the gardener who was pruning branches to make him a bouquet of flowers when he passed by the garden.
"No red roses, but the white ones—are there any chrysanthemums?" said Samuel.
"No, ma'am," said the gardener, "only white roses."
"Then let's go with White Rose."
"Okay, please wait a moment."
While waiting, Samuel saw a maid passing by and even asked her to find him some black cloth.
He instructed the maid to help him pack a bouquet of white flowers with a black background.
The maid couldn't help but ask, "Madam, why do you want a bouquet of this shape?"
"I'm going to the cemetery in the suburbs to see your Master Arnold. I miss him." Samuel replied with a smile.
When visiting the deceased, of course you have to bring flowers. Samuel has a full sense of ceremony.
——It scared the teenage girl a lot.
Sitting in the carriage, Samuel was even in the mood to ask the driver to take a detour and pass through the busiest neighborhood.
He wanted his relatives to see that he actually went to the cemetery.
Samuel didn't want Arnold to be exposed in front of others. He regarded the puppy as his trump card, hoping that he could protect himself by surprise at the critical moment.
But the actions of these damn relatives forced him to take a risky move.
He would take Arnold out for a walk tonight and visit their homes, so that they could feel the oppressive feeling of having the zombies they knew come to their homes.
By the way, let me ask you what they did back then.
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At the same time, the Holy See.
As Pan withdrew his power from the Golden Town, the effect of the Word Spirit became weaker and weaker, and the restrictions surrounding the town were also opened.
Bishop Cassius, who was staring at the flyer in a daze, suddenly felt that he seemed to be able to contact the Central Church.
Bishop Cassius quickly contacted the high priest.
But he was told that the Son of God and that adult had already set out and were now on their way.
Their trip was about the matter of the living dead and another matter with even greater impact.
"By the way, High Priest, I have some questions about..."
After listening to him, the high priest told him, "Perhaps you should listen to his own explanation. Cassius, go find him. My answer to you is meaningless."
Finally, he added: "Be careful, it might be difficult tonight."
The effect of the words has weakened, and the gold is still in the bodies of the living dead, so they will only become more crazy.
Tonight will be a real carnival of the living dead.
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What are you having for dinner tonight?
I eat hot pot.
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