Chapter 11 Creator, Heavenly Father
Zhizhicha————
Pale palms scratched the front hood of the car, leaving behind dried blood and scratches. The evil ghost slowly climbed up from under the car. His translucent body had multiple fractures, and his terrifying face could stop a child from crying.
The evil spirit had no head, and its neck was gray and bleeding. The child didn't cry because he was frightened and fainted.
In an instant, Wayne's face turned whiter than a ghost: "No, no, this car was in an accident, and the victim came to claim his life."
"You, you ghost..."
Wayne saw Ah Piao, and naturally William in the passenger seat also saw it. He pointed forward in a panic, trying to drive away the ghost with a warm light.
Not sure.
Veronica raised her hand and put it on William's shoulder, interrupting his spellcasting: "It's not the victim, it's the trap set by Death Walker. Using magic will make Death Walker aware of it, which is not conducive to our arrest."
Veronica doesn't want William to alert the enemy, she's had enough of the curse, and she's determined to catch the Death Walker no matter what. As for the scary ghost, it has no attack power but only scares people. The car will leave as soon as the car is out of the range of the spell.
So, be brave and you'll be fine.
William responded with a look of embarrassment. He knew that Veronica was right, but...
"To put it lightly, you should open your eyes!"
"..."
Veronica didn't say anything, and turned to look out the window. There was a snap, and another ghost hand touched the car window. She was so surprised that her face turned pale and she trembled for a moment.
After coming back to her senses, Veronica squinted her eyes and took another sneak peek.
Scared, but still want to see it.
"If they can't touch us, just pretend they don't exist and just slow down the car. Moreover, the ghost is transparent and does not affect driving."
Monica said with her eyes closed.
"Open your eyes too!"
William shouted loudly, seeing the beautiful girl and the cat hugging each other tightly in the back seat, he wanted to join them immediately.
Unfortunately, I couldn't add him. He was in the front row and could only hug Wayne.
Turning around, I saw Wayne slowing down and driving with his eyes closed.
"Damn it, you're driving!"
William was not frightened to death by the ghost, but was so frightened by Wayne that he hurriedly closed the window on his side and roared at Wayne to look straight ahead and drive safely.
William took the driver's license exam for two years. As a very self-aware road killer, he strictly restrained himself from touching the steering wheel. At the same time, he also deeply understands the truth that whether a car will cause an accident or hit someone depends on whether the driver can obey the traffic rules.
For example, a passerby obeyed traffic rules and was sitting on the sofa at home watching TV. There was a small garden across the road. William was confident that he would hit him with his car.
Because he was so self-aware, William was more afraid of car accidents than ghosts. When he saw Wayne driving with his eyes closed, his voice was so frightened that he said, "Veronica, why don't you kill them? I'm scared."
"Thankfully you are a believer in the Sun Goddess, yet you are actually afraid of ghosts."
"So what? There is a rule that believers of the Sun Goddess can't be afraid of ghosts!!"
William almost cried: "Besides, I'm not afraid of ghosts, I'm afraid of Wayne. He drove without looking at the road and drove with his eyes closed."
"..." x2
In the back seat, Veronica and Monica realized the seriousness of the problem and yelled fiercely.
Looking from a distance, a blue car covered with translucent ghosts shook violently.
…
After a while, the blue family car drove normally. Just as Veronica said, if it drove outside a certain range, the ghosts would leave on their own.
Wayne, who was in the driver's seat, asked to change the driver, but was rejected. Everyone in the car was afraid of ghosts, and no one was willing to open the door and get out of the car.
William was the quickest to dispel his fear. Seeing that Wayne was still frightened, he couldn't help but warn: "Wayne, I didn't expect you to be afraid of ghosts. Believe me, you will encounter similar situations many times in the future. Get used to it as soon as possible and don't give us magic." Disgraceful to the teacher.”
The magician’s face has been completely disgraced by you!
Wayne snorted and defended: "I'm a conservative, what the hell, this version is too advanced, I can't accept it."
"Forget it, you are obviously afraid of ghosts."
William was amused and said with a smile, "Okay, I'll tell you some love stories about ghosts to help you overcome your fear."
"Are you serious? Forget it."
Wayne glanced at William, knowing that the other person wanted to scare him, and said with a cold face: "Speaking of scary stories, I have a scary one here. Growing up, I have relied on this story to scare me for the first half of my life."
"Tell me and listen."
William swallowed softly.
In the back row, Veronica listened, scared, but wanting to listen.
"It was a dead night without moonlight. A child said to his mother, Mom, there is a child under the bed..."
Wayne told the story in a measured tone: "Mom looked under the bed, and there was indeed a child under the bed, who looked exactly like the child on the bed. The child said...Mom, there is a child on the bed!"
"Then what?" William's expression changed and he pressed against the car window tremblingly. Veronica in the back seat held her breath and hugged the black cat Monica tightly.
The cat feels unable to breathe.
"Then..."
Wayne slowed down the car, first gave William a meaningful look, and then said in a deep voice: "Mom beat the twin brothers."
"..."
Not scary at all.
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The blue car crossed a stone bridge and drove on a slightly bumpy road, with pattering raindrops hitting the windows.
Wayne turned on the wiper switch and saw the shadow of the town in the blur.
Under the gloomy sky, the scattered lights were foggy and hazy. The rain failed to wash away the fog, but it washed away the noisy sounds. Except for the occasional barking of dogs, the whole town was unusually quiet.
Wayne drove into the largest street in the town. Most of the shops on both sides were closed. Only bars and hotels were open.
At the end of the street, there is a church surrounded by fences. The cross on the roof has survived the weather, representing the orthodox faith of the small town of Kafuno and the entire God's Chosen Continent.
Creator!
The belief in the Creator has a long history and is far stronger than the grotesque goddesses. Wayne wonders how these beliefs can coexist instead of breaking out into a bloody war of beliefs.
As the orthodox belief that determines the name of the God-chosen continent, the Holy See believes in the Heavenly Father who created all things and firmly controls the highest power of the entire world in the name of God. Believers of other gods will be labeled as heretics, and beautiful girls like Veronica will also become witches, completing the prison, basement, and barbecue trilogy.
This is what Wayne thinks the God's Chosen Continent should be like. The current chaos of many faiths is not logical and does not make sense.
There is magic in the God's Chosen Continent, and God does exist, which shows that the Creator, Heavenly Father, does have his own God.
We are all creators, so naturally I am the only one who dominates. What kind of status are you little gods sitting at the same table with me to eat and robbing my bowl of faith?
But if the Creator does not exist and is just a fabricated virtual idol, why should he defeat other gods and become orthodox beliefs? Why should he sit on the heads of royal families of various countries and shit?
Wayne didn’t quite understand the inconsistency and wondered about the possibility of the goddesses sleeping with the Creator, Heavenly Father.
On second thought, it shouldn't be the case. If going to bed could make the Creator close one eye, the male gods who missed it would have died long ago.
Unless the Creator is a loving God, in His eyes, men and women are equal.
Boom! ! !
A thunder exploded and heavy rain fell, interrupting Wayne's unscrupulous reasoning. He opened the car door and opened his umbrella.
"Hmph!"
Veronica in the back seat snorted, and Wayne took on the driver's role, opening the back door and holding an umbrella for Veronica.
Veronica played her true role as a young lady from a wealthy family, walking towards the hotel with a black cat in her arms. She said nothing throughout the whole process, and it was Wayne who communicated with outsiders.
At the hotel counter, Wayne put away his umbrella and quickly looked at the layout of the first floor. He saw two young ladies in simple clothes on the bench on the right.
The makeup is very thick, the collar is very low, and the necklace is very white.
Under Veronica's slightly disgusted gaze, Wayne skillfully gave her a look and reached a silent consensus with one of the young ladies, and then also reached a consensus with the other.
Want them all!
Wayne asked for three rooms, and when faced with the innkeeper's questioning, he briefly described the dilemma he encountered.
Passing by, it’s dark, raining, and I need to rest...
He spoke very politely, but the tiredness revealed in his words made it difficult for the boss of Zilaisu to continue to get closer. He led the group upstairs and served dinner.
After the boss left, the two ladies knocked on Wayne's door. After entering, they saw William who was eager to try, and Veronica who was sitting by the bed with a black cat in her arms.
"Sir, in this case there will be a price increase."
"Don't worry, the price will satisfy you." Wayne nodded, indicating that everything is negotiable.
As soon as the camera turned, the two young ladies cuddled up to each other, their bodies were as weak as if their souls had been sucked out, saliva drooped at the corners of their mouths, and their eyes were dim and unable to focus.
As you can imagine, they ate mushrooms.
Veronica's method of collecting information is still simple and crude, her temper is resolute, and she doesn't like to waste time. She goes straight to the point and asks about Blood Mike's whereabouts.
The small town of Kafuno is not big. Due to the impact of industrialization, a large number of young people have poured into the city early, causing the town's population to decrease year after year. It is not difficult to find out where Blood Mike is.
Veronica knew the Death Walker's full name, Mike Nelson, and also knew that he was planning to get married in the near future. In a small town with a declining population, this was undoubtedly a lively event. She was confident that she could find out the other person's home address.
It stands to reason that this is the case, but in the end, Bloody Mike was full of integrity and did not invite the ladies in town to hold a bachelor's night party. Veronica's plan was thwarted again, and she didn't ask anything.
The camera changed again and it was the hotel owner Chi Chi Si Si Si. He was well-informed and knew where Mike Nelson's home was.
"Drive west, across Oak Grove Road, which is the Nelson family estate."
"manor?!"
Veronica frowned: "What kind of manor is it? Is his family very rich?"
"It was once very wealthy. The town of Kafuno was named after the ancestors of the Nelson family. At that time, the entire land in the town belonged to the Nelson family, until one night..."
"Everyone is going crazy!"
(End of chapter)