The Secret Code of Monsters.

Chapter 683 Ch.682 "Visitors" and Selfishness
John is just like his father.

Thick hair, obvious double eyelids, and an overly long nose.

When Roland went inside, Shandel stopped at the door and stared at the upside-down indoor shoes for a long time.

“…Are you the exorcists hired by my father?”

Without waiting for Roland to speak, he rushed forward.

"Then you have to help me! I know the rules, it's not cheap, right? We can afford it, but don't treat me like a chicken (a wimp)..."

He also mumbled a lot, mixing in street jargon and slang.

Roland was surprised for a while.

He didn't think old Mr. Anchel was such a person, but why was his son the exact opposite of him?
Madam?
No, this rude and talkative lady is by no means annoying.

Old Anchel subconsciously looked at Roland and couldn't help but get angry: "You can't talk like that! I told you!"

At this moment, the wife was like a whipped horse. After hearing these words, she took small steps skillfully and stood between her husband and son.

She looked even angrier than her husband.

"Why do you always dislike him?!"

"My dear," Old Anchel rubbed his forehead, "I told you long ago that he shouldn't be with that gang of hooligans..."

The son on the bed stretched his neck and yelled: "That's my brother! Don't you have a brother?!"

"At least I never make friends with people like you!" The bearded father was furious. He couldn't allow his son to contradict him in front of outsiders. "Look at the kind of people you make friends with! You are sick! How many days have you been sick? Where are they?!"

The son didn't think there was anything wrong with this: "Of course they are busy with their own business! I'm just sick, do I have to stay in bed like a woman and wait for people to visit me?!"

Old Anchel almost laughed out of anger: "So, what are you doing now?"

The son muttered, "You are the one who insisted on finding an exorcist. In my opinion, I will be completely cured in a few days..."

The wife realized that if she didn't stop him, her husband's remaining dignity would soon be gone. She turned her head and glared at her son, then treated her husband in the same way.

Both the father and the son were angry, but they also gave face to the hostess of the house and did not let the quarrel continue.

This time, it was Shandel's turn to be amazed.

She firmly believed that such a stupid family existed in the world.

Moreover, I began to think that the theory of 'survival of the fittest' was somewhat correct - at least this kind of people should be eliminated.

"Do me a favor, Mr. Ancher."

She smiled and pulled Roland back a few steps, away from the carpet.

"Do me a favor and lift this blanket."

As she said this, everyone in the room heard a 'creak' and saw the boy's face change color on the bed.

Old Anchel frowned, forced his wife away with his eyes, bent down, and pulled the carpet away.

The air is stagnant.

It was a series of crystal footprints.

The sticky liquid stretched out thin threads between the footprints. If you look closely, you can see that the wooden floor has been corroded for a long time.

'It' came from the door.

Disappeared in front of the bed.

"Visitor."

With a look of disgust on his face, Shandel moved behind Roland, away from the string of slime. Although the voice was very light, the bedroom was already quiet enough to hear breathing.

"I have seen a corresponding record in a book collected by Mr. Kratov. It says that this ritual will call the guests of the sleep world and invite them to visit the room. Mr. Ancher, I think you are in big trouble."

Roland tilted his head slightly: "...Why do you call him 'Sir'?"

……

As for the "impossible" invisible arts such as "Visitor", Xiandel usually only glanced at them roughly. After all, there was no "material" to hold such a ceremony.

It seems she was wrong.

"This is a summoning ritual. I must say that any summoning ritual is complicated and dangerous - including the rituals of the Crown God Sect. Perhaps you don't understand what the Crown God is, and you don't understand the dangers of the Invisibility Technique well enough..."

"Let me put it this way."

"Your son is trying to invite a man-eating monster from his sleep into his bedroom."

"Is that simple enough?"

living room.

He was no longer as enthusiastic and talkative as before.

The couple will no longer quarrel over "education".

The two people looked like a man and a woman who had been told that they would never be able to have sex in their lifetime. Their faces turned pale, they lost moisture, and they shriveled up.

Old Anchel kept silent, but his wife still believed there was a glimmer of hope.

At least, her son was worth saving and was not a bad boy - his teachers and friends had praised him, saying that in the future he would either be a banker or marry a banker's daughter.

"He...he...got full marks on the last exam..."

The woman trembled and fingered her husband's arm with her bare fingers.

I buckled it in with all my strength.

She wanted her husband to speak for her son and grasped at these two ridiculously beautiful straws.

However, old Anchel began to realize the 'extraordinary' of this gray-haired girl.

First of all, she and the young man around her are so beautiful.

His clothes were extraordinary and his conversation was well-founded.

They know a lot about the "other side" and have many friends on the "other side" - they treat the troubles that the members of the Beheaded Club avoid as a picnic and don't take them seriously...

Old Anchel cursed himself for being so reckless. He was so anxious to find help that he forgot to ask what the name "Collins" meant...

Who are they?

He is definitely not the kind of person that his friends refer to as a 'wanderer'.

"My John is extremely polite to everyone, often does small charity, helps friends at school, and helps out at the girls' school during the holidays... Do you know Queen's College? He knows many girls there, and they all say he is kind and sincere..."

The wife is still trying her best.

However, Shandel looked at Roland.

Fernandez de Vincenzo is the captain.

When the captain is not present, the deputy makes the decision.

"Is this ceremony rare?" Roland asked.

"The shoes in reverse order represent a twisted invitation. Drink the evil sheep's blood, and transmit your voice to the sleeping world through a half-awake ritual..." Shandel nodded slightly: "At least in Mr. Kratov's library, there has been no successful case..."

"What's missing?"

“A special kind of ‘influence.’ ”

Shandel couldn't explain exactly what the influence was. There were too many regrets in history, including these fascinating "evil magics" - for a scholar, Shandel didn't think that "great magic" was much more noble than "invisible magic".

When they drive people crazy, morality can't save you.

She also believes that the existence of "invisible art" represents another possibility of "reaching the sublime"...

This is also the reason why she asked Rose to spread the word of the "Bronze Eyed God" - in addition to "revenge" Roland for his indifference, there is also a more important little secret...

(End of this chapter)