"..." Little John.

The next day, Karen went downstairs after washing up. Today he got up a little late because his work was in the evening. It was okay to go to the funeral club early during the day. Alfred was not at home now, so he sent Little John to school.

Already.

When going downstairs, Karen saw Hilly kneeling on the ground and wiping the floor with a rag, her buttocks in jeans wrapped perfectly;

Karen could only move his eyes away consciously, and at the same time lamented that this was such an invigorating morning.

"Master, you are up. Breakfast is on the table."

"Isn't there a mop?"

"The mop can't be wiped clean like this." Hilly stood up, "I'll go and heat the milk for you."

Karen sat down and started having breakfast.

Hilly brought the hot milk over and said, "Master, I saw a group of people in white robes on the way here today. They looked a little scary."

"Did you see it too? Where?"

"On the road outside my house."

"Then be careful when you go to and from get off work."

"I know, Master, I always go around them." Hilly shrugged, "Actually, I know why they hate us so much, because they feel that we have robbed them of their job opportunities.

But who told Wayne's army to invade our country?"

Karen took a bite of the fried egg and said nothing.

"Master, tell me how long it will take before we can live equally like them. Mr. Luther is organizing and mobilizing us to demand legislation to give us the status of a class citizen and stop discriminating against us.

My parents also received the flyer yesterday, and my brother was very excited. He regards Mr. Luther as his idol."

"Xili, do you think that after legislation prohibits discrimination, discrimination will cease to exist instantly?"

"Isn't it? Well... it should be so; uh... maybe."

Karen restrained her tone and smiled:

"But this is at least a good direction."

"Yes, Master, you are right."

After breakfast, Karen went to the study, found a copy of "The Sleepy Time", and started reading.

Pu'er and Kevin are still sleeping soundly. They are rubbing a little bit now and have to catch up on their sleep. After waking up, eat something and continue rubbing before going to bed. Probably the day after tomorrow, their two magic scrolls will be completed. Soon

If it's a little while, it can be done tomorrow night.

While basking in the sun and watching, Karen found that he was also a little sleepy. This book is the author's autobiography. It tells what he saw and heard while sitting in the town every day when he got older. It is really worthy of this book.

Name, if you look at it for a long time, you will become sleepy.

Karen stood up and changed another book from the bookshelf, "Rozin's Secret Diary".

This book is very interesting. The author is a late poet from Wien who was very famous. His poems were even included in student textbooks for a time. The reason why they were removed was because his descendants, according to his will, ordered five years after his death.

When this edition of his diary was published ten years later, his reputation took a turn for the worse and he was greatly criticized by the current trend.

The book records that he and his wife fell in love and got married. In the early stage, he described how sexy his wife was, and then when his wife took off her clothes and stood in front of him, he felt calm inside;

Then there is the underground relationship between him and many famous ladies and wives, telling how they met and how they developed, including what they are good at and what he is obsessed with about them;

During this period, there was also his wife's extramarital affair. A certain count and a certain wealthy businessman launched an offensive against his wife. How did he respond?

When reading this book, you will naturally have the idea that the upper class seems to be a "miasma" composed of a group of miasma;

It seems that they don't do anything serious every day, and are only thinking about things in bed.

The book was very thin. After reading it, Karen closed the book and looked at the floor lamp next to the desk.

Said softly:

"Order—protect the wall."

Three black walls appeared, and under the influence of this energy, the figure of an old man also appeared in the study.

"Oh, I feel like we haven't seen each other for a long time." The old man smiled and said to Karen.

"Well, I've been a little busy lately."

"What are you busy with? I mean, if you're bored and want someone to talk to, I'm willing to listen."

"I'm not busy with anything."

Karen didn't want to tell him that he was busy tricking the remnants of light a while ago and almost tricked them out of York City.

"I have also read this book." The old man saw the "Secret Diary of Luo Zin" that Karen placed on the desk. "There is a saying that his descendants failed to invest and had a difficult life, so they joined forces to

The publisher published the book in his name."

"What do you think?" Karen asked.

"I think this should be true. As a poet, there must be some unexpected ideas, such as publishing a book after his death to destroy his image. He may find it very interesting.

In addition, I heard that in the original version, the author also wrote about his extramarital affair with the Queen, but the author himself did not expect that the Queen herself would still be alive fifty years after his death, so this part of the content was

Deleted."

"The Queen is dead."

"Oh, yes, he finally died. How did he die?"

"I don't know, I'll probably die of old age."

"Well, that's almost it."

"I want to ask you something. There is some light power in my body."

"I saw that there are many things inside your body."

"Can the power of light be transformed into the power of other systems?"

"No, you can't. The power of light is unique, but its characteristic is tolerance, so it can be used for conversion and imitation."

As Pu'er said, converter.

"However, this conversion is actually not very effective, because the light itself has supreme magic and secrets, and there is no need to be greedy for external things."

"Then do you believe that if I run out on the street to preach with light blessings, I will die in my bed the next morning?"

"The decline of light is a law, just like the sun rises and sets, so I firmly believe that light will eventually rise again."

"Then why did you run away? Why didn't you wait to watch the sunrise in York City?"

"I just went to the colony to sow the seeds of light. Lying in bed doing nothing and waiting for the sunrise is really boring, isn't it?"

"I'm also very good at making up rhetoric like yours."

At this time, there was the sound of the door opening downstairs, and it was Alfred who was back.

"Okay, I have something else to do, let's talk next time."

"Hope everything is well with you."

"Um?"

"Because people will subconsciously want light when they are hesitant and uneasy in their hearts, but it should only be a small thing, because if it is a big thing, people will not be in the mood to look for light."

"You talk a little too much."

"Okay, I look forward to our next communication." The old man's figure disappeared and returned to the study.

Karen walked out of the study and went downstairs.

"Master, little John has already enrolled in school. It is not far from here. He can go to and from school by himself every day. In addition, according to your instructions, I have moved Mrs. Lake and the two ladies of the Pavarro family to a nearby hotel."

"What didn't Mrs. Lake ask?"

"No, I told her that changing places occasionally would help the girls' physical and mental health. At least she seemed to believe it."

"OK."

"Master, shall we go to the funeral ceremony now?"

"Let's go."

The second-hand black Pence drove out of the apartment complex and soon arrived at Pavarro Funeral Home, also in the Blue Bridge community.

"Master, for tonight's funeral, won't you become Mr. Pavaro today?"

"It hasn't changed. The main reason is that I have a feeling that something might happen tonight."

"So Master, you have been worried about this."

"Well, the main thing is that if you become Mr. Pavaro, if something happens, you can't run away, you can only bite the bullet and go up."

Karen shrugged and cursed:

"This damn character."

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Chapter completed!