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Chapter 127 Black Witchcraft

Instead of going forward to meet Dr. Morgan directly, Alvin turned around and walked out of the hospital, ordered a cup of coffee in a cafe outside the hospital, and waited quietly.

Before he knew it, time was lost little by little. It was not until the hospital got off work that Alvin saw Dr. Morgan come out of the hospital, and there was an elderly woman next to him, who should be the nurse in the hospital.

Dr. Morgan seemed to have a close relationship with the female nurse. When he first left the hospital, the woman seemed to reach out to take Morgan's arm, but she couldn't help but stop forcibly, with a look of struggle on her face. Finally, Dr. Morgan took the initiative to hold her hand, and the two of them could barely walk together.

"It's getting more and more interesting!" Although the female nurse was old, Alvin still recognized at first glance that the nurse was the one she had met in the concentration camp. At that time, she held the surviving baby with Captain America and Dr. Henry. Almost thirty years have passed, and time is ruthless, and it's normal for people to grow old. Unfortunately, she has a husband who will never die, which is a big test for her.

Alvin followed them all the way, slowly following them, watching them walk into a restaurant together and start to enjoy their dinner. Only then did Alvin put a spell on himself that would make others instinctively ignore him and walk into the restaurant.

After Henry Morgan and his wife finished their meal, they felt a little sad when they looked at their silent wife. In fact, this is not the first time. Although he tried his best to put on makeup to make himself look older, a discerning person could see the difference in his appearance at a glance. Other people's strange eyes made his wife feel helpless. He was really afraid that his wife would be crushed by this pressure.

Henry Morgan smiled bitterly in his heart. Everyone thought that his wife was old and not worthy of him, but who knew that his real age was over 200. Moreover, Henry Morgan always believed that being able to meet his wife in this life was the greatest happiness in his life. He let his soul-stirring a home and a child and enjoying family happiness, although he was not his own child.

Just as Henry Morgan was in memory, he suddenly felt happy to hear something coming beside him. A handsome young man unceremoniously pulled over a chair and sat at the table where the two of them were having dinner.

Henry Morgan was in a bad mood at this time. When he suppressed his anger, he said, "Sorry, sir, there are people here, please sit in another location."

Needless to say, the person who came was naturally Alvin, "Doctor Morgan, do you feel very painful? You can't help but watch your brothers, friends, and children in front of you, but you can't do anything. You still keep your original appearance, and you won't get old or die. Live with other people's strange eyes, one day you will bury your lover with your own hands. Maybe it's a good thing for others to live forever, but it's a curse for you. How long can you not bear this pain?"

Alvin's tone was extremely dull, as if he was narrating something very ordinary. This was the plain words that made Dr. Morgan and his wife's face change drastically.

"I don't know what you are talking about!" Dr. Morgan instinctively retorted, but he tried to lower his voice as much as possible. He raised his head to check the situation around him. He felt relieved when he saw other people who were eating.

"If you speak louder and act like you are not afraid of being heard by others, it will be even more perfect." Alvin said with a smile.

"What are you trying to do? It will disturb others so loudly."

Alvin waved his hand indifferently, "Don't worry, they won't notice the situation here, even if you say louder, it doesn't matter."

Dr. Morgan realized that something was wrong. They almost started arguing, but the others didn't care at all and did whatever they should do, as if they turned a blind eye to their situation.

"Who are you? What is your purpose?" Dr. Morgan has lived for more than 200 years and has a wide range of knowledge. Finally, he realized that the person in front of him is not an ordinary person. It would be meaningless to hide it any more. It would be better to be more happy.

"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that I am interested in the dark witch curse on you, and it can also help you solve the problem of the age gap between you and your wife."

"You don't need to worry about our affairs, Henry, I didn't leave!" This time, the person who spoke was Dr. Morgan's wife. She stood up and took Dr. Morgan's hand and was about to walk out.

Dr. Morgan's wife is a smart person. She knows that there is no free lunch in this world. Although she knows the identity of the person, she must have some purpose. She is afraid that her husband will agree to some unreasonable conditions for the sake of her.

When Evan saw Dr. Morgan's wife's face, he naturally guessed what she thought, "I have to say that it's hard to find a good girl. Dr. Morgan, congratulations on finding a woman who loves you so deeply, but judging from your previous performance, I can be sure that your wife's patience has reached its limit.

When two couples with too many ages get along, I am afraid that many people will think that your wife, the old cow, will always be subject to strange gazes from others. Those who don’t know will think that you two are mother and son. If this continues, one day she will take the initiative to leave you, and this time should be very fast."

Dr. Morgan, who had just stood up and had not taken the first step, stopped involuntarily. Alvin's words hit him in a weak spot. He had already discovered that his wife had the intention to leave recently, but she had not taken action yet.

Dr. Morgan grabbed his wife with his backhand and stopped on his own initiative, "Sorry, Abigail, I can't lose you. Please make me willful once, and there are some things I have to figure out, we can't escape."

Abigail looked at her husband's firm eyes, knowing that her husband had made a decision, and finally nodded and agreed.

Papa! Alvin clapped with his hands, "It's so deep that the couple is in love, so it's enviable. Then we should find a quiet place to talk in detail. This is not a place to talk."

Alvin stretched out his hands and signaled. Morgan and Abigail looked at each other, nodded at the same time, put their hands on Alvin's palm, and felt a dizzy turn and disappear from the spot.

By the way, the three living people disappeared like this, especially with many diners in this restaurant, which would definitely cause a panic, but strangely, the guests seemed to not notice it at all.

This is the magic of Zhiwen magic, which directly affects people's brains and makes them ignore certain things without realizing it.

When Henry Morgan and Abigail opened their eyes again, they found themselves in an unknown space surrounded by smooth walls, a table and a few chairs in the center.

"We have time, so we can talk slowly, please sit down." Alvin first put it on a chair.

Since he had arrived, he would not retreat. Dr. Morgan and Abigail pulled a chair and sat down.

"Let me tell me when your ability to live forever begins. I tested it before. This ability to resurrection is very perverted, but I believe that everything is relative. The more you get, the more you pay for rescue, and the price is definitely not small."

Henry Morgan sighed and began to tell his experience.

"More than two hundred years ago, I was the heir to the Morgan family..."

"Wow! The Morgan family is a legend. It is still one of the largest families in the United States. It stands at the top of the world... Uh! Sorry, I shouldn't interrupt you, continue, continue."

Henry Morgan glared at Alvin fiercely, and iv continued: "My father wanted me to inherit the family's industry. However, I had been determined to be a doctor since I was a child, which aroused the dissatisfaction of my father and my father. The father and son often had disputes. Later, in order to expand the family's assets, he began to do the black slave transportation business and arranged for me to become a accompanying doctor, which was a punishment for me. Of course, I also hope that I would take this opportunity to learn how to manage the family business."

Alvin laughed in his heart. This is a story about an old-fashioned rebellious young man who is unwilling to be arranged by his father in his life and insisting on going his own way.

"During a transportation of black slaves, there were hundreds of black people on the ship. I had always opposed this kind of black slave business, so I wanted to let them go. One of the black slaves agreed that I would steal the keys for them and let them take the opportunity to escape, but I didn't expect that my action was discovered and I was shot dead by the escort staff on the fleet.

When I woke up again, I found myself in the water and was resurrected inexplicably. After that, I would be resurrected every time I died.

After returning to the family, I heard that the ship transporting the black slaves had an accident. The ship sank and all the black slaves died. This is all my fault. If it weren't for my willfulness, maybe they wouldn't have died!"

Henry Morgan almost burst into tears at the end of the story. He always thought that he had killed those people. Abigail hurried forward and patted his husband's shoulder to comfort him.

Ivan looked at Henry Morgan and confirmed that he was sincere, not pretending. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he was such a simple person! He always put the responsibility on himself, and this matter was not something you can say.

"Well, I understand roughly what's going on, but first I want to tell you a good news, you don't have to feel guilty, because if I'm right, those black slaves were not dead, they should have revolted, controlled the ships to dock safely, and established tribes somewhere to thank you for the tribute temples you built specifically for you."

"Wait! You said those people were not dead, they survived and were free." Henry Morgan stood up excitedly. The matter of killing hundreds of black men had become the most guilty thing in his life. Unexpectedly, he heard a turnaround from Alvin.

"Of course, otherwise you would think your ability to resurrection came from. If I was right, there should be a person among the black slaves who was proficient in witchcraft. He resurrected you. Of course, this kind of resurrection comes at a price. The price of resurrection of life is also life, not to mention that you can keep you young.

The black witch curse on you is very powerful, and you also need more energy. One person can never afford it. He must rely on more people. First of all, collect faith, and must sincerely respect you and generate energy that can only be generated by those who worship you.

After thinking about it, only those black people you saved will have a reason to do so. In addition, I would like to warn you not to seek death casually, because every time you are resurrected, there will be someone who will give his soul. After the black people on that boat died, because of their gratitude to you, they chose their soul to exist. When you die, there will be a soul to bear the price of death for you, and don’t let their good intentions down.”

"So that's it, so it's like this, but I'd rather not. Tell me that this kind of curse can be lifted? It's too unfair to let others bear the price of my death."
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