“Meow!”

The black cat's cry echoed on the open ground surrounded by secluded woods. Whether it was an adult man in black robe or a young man and a woman who had only five or sixteen years old, they all turned their eyes to the dead body lying in the center.

A cold wind blew, and the black cat fell to the ground, staring at the human who had just thrown it out, constantly sweeping its tail.

Suddenly, its hair exploded again, and then its feet leaped up and ran quickly in the other direction.

Unfortunately, everything it did not attract any attention. The humans present looked at the motionless corpse with concentration.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the dead body did not undergo any change worth looking forward to.

"Has it failed again?" A young man moved closer, squatted down, poked the skin of the dead body with his fingers.

"No response." He half turned his body and said to the man in black robe and other companions.

At this moment, he felt a gust of wind blowing from bottom to top on his face.

After a while, the dead body sat up!

The boy was startled and immediately cheered in surprise:

"Success! Success..."

Before he finished speaking, the dead body suddenly grabbed his shoulder and pressed him into his arms. Then he opened his mouth and bit it down, making a sound of slap, making blood flowing.

"Ah! Help!" The boy screamed in horror, and used all his strength to move back, but could not break free.

The dead body raised its head, revealing its white teeth, as well as the minced meat hanging between the teeth and blood flowing through its mouth.

The man in black robe was stunned at first, then he took out a brass-colored whistle, put it in his mouth, and blew it.

Then he said in Hermis:

"I order you in the name of death!"

As the sound echoed, the dead body stopped gnawing and briefly stiffened.

The boy whose neck and shoulders were bitten to the bloody state was also limp there, as if he had lost his soul, while the soil on his lower body was wet.

"It's really possible..." The man in black robe whispered in surprise, pointing at the dead body, and said in Hemis again, "Get up!"

The dead body suddenly stood up, then shook his arms and ran towards the depths of the secluded woods.

"Come back!" The man in black robe shouted in surprise, but no signs of pause in the dead body.

He quickly blew his whistle again and shouted majestic and profoundly:

"I order you back in the name of death!"

Along with his words, the back of the dead body disappeared into the shade of trees.

"I'll let you come back..." The man in black robe stood there in a daze, muttering to himself.

In the woods, Klein held the Azker copper whistle and matchbox in one hand, kept igniting the matches with the other, and shook his wrist and threw them on the ground.

In this process, he retreated in an arc shape.

Dingdeng!

The corpse with a pale face and a stinking stinking rushed over, and his eyes without any spirit stared at the ancient and exquisite copper whistle.

While retreating, Klein bulged his cheeks and aimed at the dead body to simulate the sound:

"Bang!"

The dead body shook suddenly, and a piercing injury appeared on the chest.

"Bang!"

Klein bulged his cheeks and exhaled again, and fired an air bullet.

Puff! The dead corpse's head was broken in half, and rotten liquid kept dripping downwards.

However, this is not a fatal injury for it. Dingdeng's running only stagnates and appears again.

Seeing this, Klein took a step back and made a sound.

Bang!

A bright flame rose from the ground, just covering the dead body and igniting its coat.

Dingdeng!

The dead corpse rushed through the flames and continued to move forward like a mad cow.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Klein snapped his fingers, causing red flames to rise on the ground.

The dead body rushed through the flames without pain, and the body gradually began to burn, and became more and more intense, giving people a strange feeling of the candle melting.

Finally, the dead body that turned into a torch rushed to Klein and grabbed the other party with one claw.

At the same time, a flame rose up and wrapped it with Klein at the same time.

The dead body grabbed Klein's shoulder, but only squeezed out the collapsed Mars.

Klein's figure dissipated in the red flame light and appeared in the fire at the farthest point.

The dead body seemed to have finally used all its strength and stopped struggling. It quickly melted in the flames dyed with a little green color, turning into ashes and oily wax.

"He is stronger than all the zombies and resentful souls I have encountered before, well, not as good as the descendants of Mr. Azke... If it weren't for me, they would have died here today." Klein shook his head, walked through the woods, and headed towards the open land.

At this time, the man in black robe had noticed the changes in the woods and turned around and ran without hesitation. The seven or eight young men and women first scattered, but as they ran, they found that they were the only one around them, and then stopped timidly, returned to their original place, and gathered together.

They had just experienced the incident of waking up the dead body and biting the flesh and blood, and they really didn't dare to run away alone in the deep night.

This will make them feel chilling on the back of their necks.

They look at me, and I look at you. No one dares to support the young man with bloody neck and shoulders, afraid that the other party would turn into a zombie at any time.

In the short silence that made people's heart beat like a drum, they were stunned to see a clown wearing exaggerated clothes and painted with red, yellow and white oil paints coming from the woods.

This is an illusion created directly by Klein.

He looked around and didn't chase the man in black robe, and asked hoarsely:

"Who was the one who presided over the ceremony just now?"

Who? The young men and women seemed to have not come back to their senses. After a few seconds, a trembling big boy answered:

"He, he is our Old Foxac teacher Coupsty Reid..."

"He claimed to have a deep study of death and would lead us to find the mystery of eternal life."

It turned out to be a teacher in the school... The mystery of immortality? You really don't have to pay taxes... Judging from your performance just now, this guy will not be a "spiritor", at most "grave digger", and may even have only Sequence 9, just a corpse collector... Of course, he may not be the way of death, and he joined the Spirit Cult just because of worship... After Klein asked where Copstee lived, he thought for a while and said:

"You guys go back, don't participate in this kind of thing anymore, don't reveal it."

"Otherwise, you all will die."

Then, he emphasized again:

"Everyone will die."

The young men and women who were scared by what happened just now nodded wildly, relying on each other to prepare to leave.

At this time, a girl with smooth hair pointed to her companion who was moaning in pain on the ground and said:

"He, is he okay?"

"I can't die for the time being, but I have to take it to the doctor, which is said to be bitten by a hyena who often eats rotten meat." Klein ignored them and returned to the woods.

The boy and woman looked at each other, and someone blurted out:

"May I ask, what should you call me?"

Klein smiled and deliberately misled the other party and replied in a low voice:

"I'm just a janitor in hell."

While he was speaking, fog suddenly spread out, and his figure disappeared from the spot.

Of course, these are all hallucinations.

"The gatekeeper of hell?" The young man and woman repeated the word in a low voice, with each other's thoughts for a while.

However, after a cold wind that was soaked in the bone marrow, they shivered again, helped their companions up, leaving without daring to turn their heads back.

…………

Is this a member of the Spiritual Cult? It's really disappointing... If he hadn't given up his current identity, I would visit him in the middle of the night when I had time to see what he knew. Well, I have to teach him a lesson so that he would not dare to harm the students anymore. Can "spirit dance" and "resurrection ritual" be played randomly? Klein habitually judged with the mind of the night watcher.

Soon, he returned to the outside of the mansion of Logo Karoman and waited patiently for the security personnel to move.

As soon as he found the opportunity, he immediately climbed over the fence, quickly approached the house along the shadows, and quietly climbed onto the balcony.

At this time, the dummy disguised as him was still smoking.

Bang! Klein snapped his fingers lightly.

The figure in front of him immediately turned into a thin piece of paper and floated to his palm.

Compared to before, this piece of paper is covered with rust-red marks and cannot be used anymore.

Klein didn't dare to throw it around, folded it and stuffed it into his pocket.
To be continued...