Chapter 507: Behind Him (10)
The next morning, when Andy was sitting in the kitchen, he was obviously distracted.
"What's wrong with you?" Mother asked with concern, but unexpectedly, the bread in Andy's hand was frightened.
The mother was stunned for a moment and realized something was wrong.
She immediately became nervous, grabbed the collar of her husband who was reading a book, and shook it violently:
"Kenny, look what's wrong with your son!"
The father frowned. Just as he shook off his mother's hand, he turned his attention to Andy. Andy suddenly felt like he was struck by thunder and his whole body began to tremble. Like a sieve, his face was full of panic, and he said in a panic: "It's okay, I'm okay!"
Father and mother looked at each other, their eyes full of suspicion.
At this time, the door to her daughter's room opened with a click, and "Beatrice" yawned and walked out slowly.
The parents immediately looked at Liu Sheng, naturally not noticing that their son was obviously shaking violently, as if he had seen some demon.
But he didn't dare to say a word.
He lowered his head and looked at the bread in his hand, actually seeming to be paying attention to the demon's movements.
Suddenly, he saw a thin protrusion on the back of his hand, running under the skin and outlining a simple smile.
He screamed, stood up suddenly, and slapped the back of his hands frantically.
My father and mother were all attracted by his shrill screams. When they saw him jumping up and down in the kitchen like crazy, a strong sense of foreboding filled their hearts.
The mother cried and rushed over, trying to hold him down, but the strength of a growing teenager was so great that the thin mother could not compete with it, and Andy scratched him with several bloody marks.
The father gritted his teeth and saw that his son was hysterical. He picked up the book in his hand and hit Andy on the back of the head, finally knocking him out.
The hard book cover scratched my mother's face, leaving a long bloody trail.
The mother instantly lost control, threw herself at her husband, tore at his collar, and repeated incoherently: "Why did you hit my son? Why did you hit my son? Why did you..."
< br>The mother who entered a state of madness could not even compete with the strong father. If the mother's fingernails had not been chewed away, his face would have been scratched with bloodstains.
The two of them struggled together, like wild beasts in madness, with murderous intent in their eyes.
And Liu Sheng just stood aside coldly, as if watching a meaningless show.
Looking up, I saw another person covered in blood and with a mutilated body standing in the corner of the kitchen, waving his hands as if commanding, and clapping silently from time to time.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door.
"Is Miss Beatrice Anderson here?" The voice of the person outside was old and cold, and you knew it was the Divine Attendant.
This sound made my parents suddenly wake up.
The father's hand is still on the mother's neck, and the mother's fingertips have clasped the father's eyelids.
But when they heard the words of the God Attendant, both of them were frightened. They quickly let go of their hands and began to hurriedly tidy up their messy clothes and hair.
The two of them looked at each other in tacit understanding, and at the same time looked at Liu Sheng, who had been watching coldly, with some vigilance in their hearts.
The father went to open the door, while the mother dragged Andy, who was lying on the ground with no idea of his life or death, to the corner, just at the feet of the bloody man.
"Master Divine Attendant." As soon as the door opened, my father immediately put on the most decent and humble smile, bowed and said.
My mother immediately squeezed over, with a warm smile, and called out: "Your Majesty, God Attendant."
However, a soft "puff" of laughter came from behind.
The smiles of the two people were slightly stiff, but facing the Lord God Attendant, they couldn't care less about Liu Sheng's ridicule and could only continue to maintain their stiff smiles.
The priest nodded slightly, his eyes paused for a moment on the bruises and scars on their faces, and then returned to the topic as if nothing had happened: "I am here to take the priest back to the church."
The two of them were stunned, and countless question marks instantly emerged in their minds.
"God, Lord Priest?" Father asked in a trembling voice.
"Did I make a mistake? Yesterday...it didn't work yesterday..." Mother also asked hesitantly.
The expression of the God Attendant suddenly turned cold, and there was a bit of dissatisfaction in his voice: "Are you saying that I will make a mistake? Or... God will make a mistake?"
"Besides, who told you that yesterday's ceremony failed?"
When the two heard this, they suddenly broke out in cold sweat, knowing that they had made a mistake.
My father quickly turned his anger into a smile and cursed: "Stupid woman! How could the church fail after preparing this ceremony for so long?"
"Yes, yes, I am stupid." Mother. He quickly slapped himself hard twice, making his cheeks red and loud.
But his eyes looked at his father with hatred.
Liu Sheng then silently walked forward and said, "I'm here."
The Divine Attendant immediately bowed respectfully.
"Master Priest."
The Master Divine Attendant was followed by two Divine Attendants, both of whom bowed their heads respectfully and called out.
Liu Sheng took a look and saw that the thirty-year-old divine attendant who was Qiao Yu's incarnation was also among them. He raised his head and showed Liu Sheng a simple and honest smile that belonged to Qiao Yu.
Liu Sheng nodded and walked out of the house: "Then let's go."
"Yes, Lord Priest." Lord Divine Attendant nodded, and finally gave the Andersons a cold glance, then turned to follow.
Liu Sheng saw a hearse parked in the driveway. This was the highest-standard car in the church.
We got into the car together, Qiao Yu sat in front and drove towards the church.
Halfway through the road, Liu Sheng once again passed the place where his father killed someone yesterday. Liu Sheng took a look at the snow. It was clean and without any traces. It seemed that what happened yesterday had not happened at all.
However, under the cold night, all traces can be quickly covered with white snow.
If not covered, the traces will leave on their own.
The hearse passed quickly, Liu Sheng glanced at the forest, and finally let everything be left behind.
......
Hiding in the woods on the street, looking at the hearse that had just passed by, Professor Huo turned his head and looked at Professor Hanni angrily, who was playing with Cong Xue A frozen, hard piece of meat dug out of the ground.
She couldn't help frowning and said: "Stop playing, can you do something serious?"
"I am studying the structure of people in this town, why is it not serious? Don't you think the people here Are you all weird?"
"Yes, he is irritable, even more irritable than us, the owner of the physics building."
A stiff voice came from behind. A very normal voice, but it forcibly pretends to be mechanically frustrated.
Heavy footsteps sounded on the snow, accompanied by a "crunching" sound.
Professor Jin, who was paralyzed in a wheelchair yesterday, was now covered in metal, with only one face showing a human appearance.
The whole body is like a miniature mecha, but the mecha is made of scrap metal that was pieced together from nowhere, and it is full of a sense of dissonance.
“You’re finally done?” Professor Huo said in surprise.
"Yes, it looks good, doesn't it?" Professor Jin nodded and said stiffly.
Professor Huo looked at the scraps of metal on Professor Jin's body, frowned, opened his mouth, and ultimately did not say anything to hurt him.
"Hahahahahaha!"
A burst of wanton laughter rang out from the side, and it didn't stop, and the sound echoed in the forest.
“What are you doing, splicing beggar style?” Professor Hanni mocked unscrupulously, tears bursting from the corners of his eyes, and he laughed so hard.
"Shut up, mouth."
Professor Jin finished speaking word by word, then raised his fist, turned his iron fist, revealing several dark iron pipes. His mouth was pointed at Professor Hanni.
Professor Hanni's laughter stopped suddenly, his eyes stared at the black iron pipe, and the smile froze on his face.