The Secret Code of Monsters.

Chapter 853: Chang Geng Guards
Changgeng Division.

An organization similar to the Inquisition, but not entirely similar.

The Inquisition's job is to hunt down cultists, xenos, and anyone foolish enough to touch the Invisible.

The most important responsibility of the Changgeng Division is to capture rebels, sorcerers and monsters.

Because this involves the definition of "rebellion" and "witch" by the authorities. If you think about it this way, then they are two completely different organizations.

But if you think that no matter what they do, they are the swords of certain people or groups——

Then, the two organizations are completely consistent and fit together perfectly.

The women feared the guards of the Grimsby as much as there was a man in London who was not afraid of the Inquisition's Executors.

When the group broke into the village stepping on finger-thick ashes, the children were the first to discover it.

They scattered and fled back home, calling their parents.

The women were terrified.

The fire last night allowed them to escape, and they also received more unscrupulous guests who didn't pay. But this group of white-robed people obviously didn't buy into the flattery of the flesh, ignoring the flirtatious poses they had made since they came out of the house, tapping the scabbards hanging on their waists, and after arriving at the center of the village, they turned their heads and circled around.

"Who's the boss?"

His voice was neither loud nor hoarse, but loud enough for everyone to hear.

“…I, it’s me.”

The largest woman walked out of the crowd with a sneer on her face, a greasy yellow and black cloth wrapped around her head.

"My word counts, sir."

She clasped her hands together and kept bowing, and then she talked about what happened last night, what they saw, what the children heard, and what others saw in the morning when the government troops and the white-robed men did not arrive.

She used her talent for spreading rumors and told the story vividly to the man with only his nose tip and chin exposed. After talking for a while, she even started dancing with joy.

"... Let's look closely! The sky has turned red! Master, we are all kind-hearted people! If it weren't for the threat from the bandits... Alas..."

She wiped her rough face, subconsciously hooked her collar with her fingers, and wanted to say more, but was slapped to the ground by the person in front of her.

Snapped.

There was a muffled sound.

Like hitting a stone.

"I haven't asked you yet."

The crowd was dead silent.

The women covered the children's mouths with their hands, and some even covered their nostrils, for fear that they would suffocate the deadly maggots.

The woman who was slapped picked up the fallen headscarf to wipe the blood. When she raised her head, she pretended that it was the first time they met and climbed up with a flattering smile on her face.

She read the face of the man in white robe as if she was reading a never-ending collection of jokes. Even if she laughed until her flesh became stiff, she still wanted to show him her teeth that looked like a mass grave.

She covered her swollen face: "Sir..."

The man in white robe flicked his sleeves, as if what fell on his sleeves was not dust, but the lives of the women and children in the entire village.

despair.

Just one sound can end the dust and also the life.

"I smell a strange smell of demons from you..."

These words were like the ignition of a firecracker, and the women were furious!

"That's impossible!"

"Master... I have lost my man... Please have pity on me..."

"It's unfair... My Lord... Who dares to deal with a monster... I heard that it eats people..."

They cried and shouted at the same time, surrounding the group of white-robed guards.

It was as if he was mourning for them.

"Tell me, who has been here?"

The white-robed leader held the hilt of his knife and spoke in a faint voice.

then.

The women were quacking like ducks again, each mumbling what they had seen - the tombstone in the woods behind the village was the first to be mentioned.

"tombstone?"

The leader's narrow, upturned eyes narrowed. "A woman named You?"

"Yes, sir. They don't seem to know the old woman, especially the girl surnamed You. Let me think... the man's name is... Luo something... Golden Eyes! His eyes look like a cat's at night!" She rolled her eyes and lowered her voice:

"It's hard to say about the girl surnamed You. There's a green-eyed girl among them. She's not a clean person and she goes to lie on the roof at night. I don't think they are good people. Maybe they have what you're looking for..."

The leader listened silently, then turned around and winked at his men.

"Take us there."

…………

……

There is a story behind Granny Liu's tomb.

The bad kind.

Due to different beliefs, citizens in the empire prefer to bury the remains of their loved ones in the land favored by the "Lord of the White Crown of the Wasteland" - that is, in the cemetery of the "Ring of Eternal Silence".

Because they believe that their loved ones will return to the land of the dead after death, take a boat across the black lake and the frosty path, and choose the place they should go at the fork in the road:

According to their beliefs during their lifetime.

of course.

There are also a few fanatics of the "Holy Cross" who firmly believe that the Father of All Things created the world, and they must also believe that after death, only the Kingdom of God of the Father of All Things is the best destination for the humble souls of mortals - they are unwilling to even go to the temporary stop of the Kingdom of the Dead.

To the fanatics, this is an unacceptable blasphemy.

and so.

It would be fine if the believer was a woman. At most, she would ask herself to believe and then try to persuade her girlfriends.

But if the fanatic is a man, then all his children who died before his death, including his parents, wife and relatives and friends who can decide the destination of his remains, will be sent to the priests of the Holy Cross.

You can't say 'in hand' either.

Holy Cross has its own cemetery.

However, this sect in charge of the living is obviously not as good as the Ring of Eternal Silence, which represents death, in the business of the dead... There are only a few small pieces, and the distance between them is even farther than the bed of a couple who have been married for more than 20 years.

Let’s talk about Grandma Liu’s grave.

Due to Eastern and Western beliefs, after Granny Liu's body was placed in the coffin, a grave with a "specified depth" needed to be dug, including the things held in her hands, held in her mouth, worn on her body, and buried with her in the coffin.

Even if everything is kept simple, it is only simplicity in Roland's eyes.

He didn't know whether every household had to do this as was the custom in the East - judging from the wealth of the locals, Yolanda had done the best she could.

Roland had no objection.

Only one thing.

In the depth of 'rules'.

"Since you believe in many different gods, and the one who controls death is..." Roland stamped his feet and pointed at the ground, "down there. So, the deeper you bury it, the closer you are to the gods, right?"

This question was something Yolanda hadn’t expected…

Of course, it was just one of hundreds of unexpected problems.

She was too lazy to explain to Roland, or perhaps she couldn't explain where the "rules" came from - mortals were not allowed to come into contact with "magic" at all.

'Listen to me. Since your god of death is beneath the earth...'

then.

That day, Yolanda witnessed perhaps the most ridiculous scene in her life:
Her grandmother's coffin, like a treasure chest containing half the world's wealth, was hidden by Roland in a "huge deep pit" where she might fall to her death if she jumped into it.

It's a pity that he has so much strength.

'This is unlucky.'

"That's a contradiction, Yolanda. God knows, the lower the better... I think my logic is correct."

'But there might be something wrong with your brain. You dug so deep, if -'

"Why, are you planning to dig her out again some day?"

Choked Yolanda didn't speak for half a minute.

"But if I really plan to move my mother-in-law's grave someday..."

'Why do you have to have this plan?'

(End of this chapter)