Who is Frankenstein? He is the second most famous murderer list, and he can escape even if he fights Colonel Di Ming.

At that time, he forced himself to break out of the Paranormal Research and Defense Agency. His cruel methods and cruel hearts scared the group of men in black and scientists, and they didn't even dare to chase after them. Even until now, those great scientists did not dare to really arrest Frankenstein.

But such a peerless and fierce man was so looked down upon by the corpse.

I shrank back, for fear that Frankenstein would be furious and implicated me. But after retreating, I still hoped that these two guys would fight to see who was better.

After knowing that Frankenstein was scolded, he didn't say a word, but just retracted his hand awkwardly, and poured it into his mouth with a plate of fish-scented pork shreds. He chewed it twice, frowned again, and vomited all over the ground with a slight sound.

After Frankenstein had enough food and drink, he sat quietly on the chair like an old monk entering a state of meditation, and began to rest with his eyes closed. After a while, the sound of a car engine came from outside. After the vehicle stopped outside the door, he kicked his feet and another person came in.

I also know this person, Bernard, the tombkeeper of the Catacomb of Paris.

We came to Daxueshan Temple together, but later I fought hard for the group of monks and corpses, but Bernard didn't know where to go, and he didn't even show up when I was captured alive.

Thinking about it, this guy came for Frankenstein, so it is of course his business is more important. And even though he is here now, it is probably because Frankenstein is here.

Strictly speaking, Bernard is no longer a real living person, but after he came in, he still dragged a chair without saying a word, picked up a pair of chopsticks and started eating.

After taking a few bites, Bernard irritably shook off the chopsticks and started to grab them. His hands were covered with white bones, and his five-finger crossing was much more useful than chopsticks. He ate it happily on the spot, and his beard was covered with oil and water.

Strangely, the corpse was still sitting in the chair without saying a word, as if the food on the table was not his.

Bernard ate very little, after all, he now has bone frames and no internal organs. The symbolic meaning of eating is much greater than that of actual meaning. He pulled out a napkin from the side and wiped his hands carefully, and then said to Wansui, "Hey, this pot of wine is good."

Yuansui looked at him expressionlessly and snorted in his nose: "You don't deserve to drink this wine."

Bernard was not angry either and laughed: "Of course, the immortal wine of life and death. Hehe, there are no more than ten people in the world who are qualified to drink."

Long live the corpse and said to Bernard: "If you can live for another 200 years, you may be qualified to drink this pot of wine. What a pity."

I vaguely understood whether this pot of life and death wine is qualified to drink. It depends on my age. Speaking of which, although Bernard is a senior expert among the exorcists, he lived to be over a hundred years old. However, he is really more than twice as bad as the Immortal.

After all, the youngest ones are nearly five hundred years old, just the five undead people recorded in the book.

However, through this, I also confirmed that the person who has to wait for here is definitely an immortal person, but I don’t know who this person is.

Bernard smiled and said not to take the corpse long live, but to Frankenstein: "Child, what are you thinking about? I tell you, as long as you promise to go to the catacombs in Paris, you can guarantee that you have six million corpses to use at will! Look, you are chasing outside and running around the world, is it hard? As long as you say one word, I guarantee that you will no longer be a member of the list of evil people!"

Frankenstein angrily said, "Old guy, who is the damn child? I don't have parents! I'm sewn from the corpse!"

Bernard patted his chest and said, "Good boy, if you want, I will be your parents! As long as you are willing to go to the catacombs in Paris..."

I burst out laughing with a sniff. Bernard was really interesting. He could even say such words. It seemed that this old guy was already anxious and could not find the inheritor of the Catacomb of Paris. Once the six million corpses rioted, it would not be a joke.

Frankenstein was so angry that he shivered all over. Now he heard me laughing again, and picked up an empty plate from the table and smashed it at me.

If I were in normal times, I would naturally not be able to hit me. But now I still have the effect of Yin Gu San on my body, I feel sick and have bad energy, so I can't avoid it at all.

I watched the plate come to me, and ten thousand grass and horses galloped past my heart. Your grandma's Frankenstein, the person chasing you is Bernard. Didn't I just laugh? As for venting my anger?

As the plate was about to hit my head, with Frankenstein's force, I was afraid that it would be a broken bone. But at this moment, a hand suddenly appeared in front of me and directly pinched the flying plate.

When I turned around, I found that it was Wansui who helped me catch the plate and then gently placed it on the table.

Long Live the Corpse said angrily: "After eating my things, I will still attack my prisoners? If you two, get out and fight me if you want to have a fight! If you want to drink, sit here honestly!"

When he got angry, Bernard and Frankenstein, who were still tense just now, stopped talking. They sat at the table one left and one on the other, but one was angry and the other was smiling.

I didn't expect that the words "Long Live the Corpse" were so easy to make these two rebellious guys sit honestly without saying anything. But then I thought, they should not give the Corpse a face, but to give the guest who had not arrived yet.

But who is that guest?

Three guys who were not human and ghosts sat upright, no one went to eat anymore, and they all stared at the pot of barley wine that exuded a cold fragrance. After a while, Frankenstein couldn't help it, and he whispered: "Long live the corpse! If that person doesn't come, I will tear you alive!"

Bernard said casually: "Long live your body, please go with me to be a tombkeeper in the catacombs in Paris, okay?"

Bernard was like a dog skin plaster. If it were an ordinary person, he would have been torn to death by Frankenstein long ago. But Bernard, as one of the seven elders in the world, had a superb skill and could just suppress Frankenstein.

So Frankenstein hated him so much that he couldn't do anything to him.

Frankenstein was so angry that he trembled all over and said, "Old thing! Can't I tear myself? Close your stinky mouth!"

The two of them quarreled here and didn't take the corpse seriously. I clearly saw that the blue veins appeared on the corpse's forehead. I guess this guy couldn't stand Bernard and Frankenstein anymore.

But I found it very strange, because Long Live led me all the way and didn't take the initiative to invite these two people, but Bernard and Frankenstein came to sit on the chair and ate and drank.

Of course, eating and drinking is naturally not a problem, but the key is that because of the temper of the corpse, why didn’t he turn against these two guys? Also, why did Bernard and Frankenstein swagger and eat as soon as they entered the house? They didn’t even give him a call to the corpse?

Although my brain was a little slow to react, just think about it carefully and I quickly connected several of the keywords together.

Life and death wine, drinkers, and the host and guest who have never appeared. These clues passed by a moment in my mind, and I couldn't help but grow up my mouth.

This specification seems to be a very rare life and death ritual in the circle.

The ritual of life and death is a kind of reception etiquette, which is only used on exorcists with extremely noble status. The most important thing is that the ritual of life and death is a ritual passed down from ancient times. Except for some old guys who have lived for hundreds or even hundreds of years, basically few people use this etiquette.

Long live the corpse for hundreds of years, so he naturally understands some basic rules of the ritual of life and death. Therefore, he uses the black shop as the location and serves guests with rich dishes. The most important thing is that he also has the most indispensable thing in the ritual of life and death, the wine of life and death.

And two drinkers with high status and status.

The key problem is that the drinker cannot be invited, but voluntarily smelled the mellow fragrance of the wine of life and death. Of course, those who know the wine of life and death must also know the gift of life and death. Even if there is a huge danger, they must come to see who is using the gift of life and death to have a banquet.

And who the guests are.
Chapter completed!