Blood Source Era

Chapter 338: : Resurrected "Rattle Girl"

Obviously, she is already a body, it is impossible to stand up again, but at this time, the facts that people see in front of them are not lies.

This woman once again has the ability to act without any difference from living people.

With such an ability, he seemed to have a lot of confusion in his eyes.

It's like trying to come up with an answer that you have clearly fallen into a long sleep of death, and you can't wake up.

But the facts told him that what he saw at the moment was not the world after death.

It is this real world that can be felt.

The confusion did not stay in her eyes and continued for too long, and soon the eyes began to become firm.

He had finished his work and watched the shovel standing up next to the woman.

At this time, she turned and flew to a small pit not far away, continuing her work that will never end.

Everything seemed to happen very naturally at this time, without any other thinking or hesitation.

Sometimes people must clearly realize that there are some things that are not allowed, and other other thoughts and hesitations.

You need to accept all the realities that happen in front of you to understand clearly.

What kind of situation is it, and myself, what should I continue to take orders to make a choice.

All of these things seem to be taken for granted, and at this moment they continue to take for granted.

There is no other unnecessary behavior, the woman seems to know what she has to do after waking up.

What a guy like him has to do when he has a job.

She seemed to be familiar with everything in this cemetery that she had never been to while she was alive.

There was a dilapidated chapel that was never lit by lights.

The closed door lock has become rusty under the erosion of rain.

The woman has no dissatisfaction, or any uneasiness.

Walked in the mud like this, and then step by step to the door of this little church.

Looking at Tokorozawa in front of him, he turned his head to look at the wall next to him, at the position of the seventh stone from bottom to top near the gate and the third stone from left to right.

I saw her reaching out and gently pushing there.

He sags into the stone, and a key is there in the depth of this hidden mechanism.

If the woman reached for her hand and was caught in the hand, he did not know why he knew that the key to the lock was inside.

But it was always in such a situation, so she also understood what kind of thing it was in front of her.

Then in such a situation, it was very easy to open the lock that looked like it had rusted with the key in hand.

Pushing open the closed door, it didn't take long before he took out a new bell.

As if everything that happened here were taken for granted.

In the face of such a matter of course, she did not even show any surprise, or any other more ideas.

It was as if this was a task that I should have done, once again locked the door of the chapel, and then put the key back to its original position.

In this gloomy rainy night, you can't see the sky, where are the stars and the moon at nine o'clock.

Instead of saying so, it ’s not even more blunt, in this world, there is nothing that you can see at all.

If people want to walk around in the dark night, it is better to find a provider and then do what they should do. This is the more reliable choice.

But when all the organs of this small church were restored to their original positions.

The woman was slightly dazed at the door of the church in accordance with the strategy, and then shook the bell in her hand.

At the same time, the bell in the church rang, and the sound was exactly the same rhythm as the woman shaking the bell.

The woman looked at the thing in her own hand, and then on this dark night, she embarked on the dark path.

The rain is still pouring on the leaves at this time.

At this moment everything is still as it seems on the surface.

In the face of these happenings, it is actually not necessary, which makes other choices.

Hiding this night in the church was like Aaron staying in the room in the town.

For any human being, this is a very harmonious thing that doesn't feel any need to question.

But this is not the case.

No matter from a certain point of view, although this woman knows, what people see most is a woman like human being.

But no matter how, she is also a person who stands up from the purpose.

A living dead who did not know how long he was buried and then stood up again.

In such a situation, is there any other rhetoric about the problem at hand?

In fact, all things have already become a concrete reality that people see in front of them.

In the face of such a reality, there are other options that are no longer needed.

She wasn't tired alone, so why should she show a human-like face.

It just ends up like something very funny and ironic.

No one wants such a thing to happen.

Because not everyone can clearly understand what kind of thing this is.

So naturally in such a situation ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ this woman, she also wobbled the bell and entered the darkness.

It's as if all these things happen, just like what people see.

And in the face of such a situation, there is no longer any need for anyone to guess more.

The fact has become an unchanging thing that I have witnessed before me.

After accepting what happened in front of you, it may not be a stupid choice.

As for the woman, the end of the destination to which her shaking bell went.

That is, the town outside the deep forest is still bright with street lights.

In this darkness that is completely covered by darkness and shadow all over the world.

That small town is like the only light. Epoch of blood

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