Neo began to focus on cleaning the white roses around the tombstone. Karen stood with him for a while and then turned and walked away, leaving this place to Neo and Elisa.

When walking back to the administrator's cabin, old Saman, who had just washed the dishes and cleaned the kitchen, was cleaning his pipe. When he saw Karen walking back, he smiled and said hello:

"Oh, I'm back alive."

Karen stood there and looked at the old cemetery caretaker seriously again.

"What are you looking at?" Old Saman asked angrily.

Karen sat down on the steps, looked around, and said, "How long have you been working here alone?"

"Almost thirty years."

"It's not easy."

"I don't think I've lived a very solid life in the past thirty years."

"Retiring soon?"

"Yeah, I'm going to retire soon."

"No children?"

"No."

"How pitiful..."

"This is really not true. Many people with children in their later years are actually more pitiful."

"Too."

"Why are you asking these questions?"

"Pavaro Funeral Society is short of a handyman. If you retire here, you can go to work at Pavaro Funeral Society. The work will not be tiring and the remuneration will be favorable."

Old Saman immediately shook his head: "I won't work anymore, I won't work anymore, you are so old and you still want to exploit my labor force?"

"Some old people have nothing to do after retirement, but they feel uncomfortable. I'm afraid you won't get used to it."

"If I don't go, I won't go." Old Saman shook his head firmly, "Retire when you retire. Have a good rest. I don't want to bother anymore."

"Okay, look how pitiful you are, I will come and cook dinner for you every night from now on."

A smile appeared on the corner of old Saman's mouth. He turned to look at Karen sitting there and found that Karen was looking up and focusing on the night sky.

"Oh, the preparation is here. Are you starting to miss the old furniture and appliances in my house?"

"No, I just feel itchy and want to cook for you."

"I said you are so good-looking, how can you be so thick-skinned?"

"I have no choice. I always have to refuse the ladies' advances. After a long time, it becomes difficult to be shameless."

"What you say is really shameless." Old Saman asked doubtfully, "Are your elders like this too?"

Karen thought about Pu'er's comments about young Dis.

"My grandfather was like this when he was young."

"No wonder, hereditary."

"Probably so."

"Now, is your grandpa still the same as before?"

"As you get older, naturally you won't be like this anymore."

"Yes, it's better when you were young. You don't have so many thoughts. When you get older, you seem to have put down a lot of things, but when you want to pick something up again, you find that your back hurts so much that you can't bend down at all."

"What do you want to eat tomorrow? I'm good at cooking fish."

"real?"

"My cat likes to eat it very much."

"Haha, it would have been more interesting if you had agreed when I asked you earlier, instead of trying to make up for it now. I always feel that something is missing. How should I put it, less natural and more deliberate."

“Without seasonings, it’s difficult to cook delicious food.”

"It seems so, but that person just let you go?"

"Otherwise? Do you think he will kill me directly?"

"I originally thought there was a high possibility, because what you did was very serious and almost offended the majesty of a divine religion."

Old Saman still took the initiative to speak out.

"How do you know? I don't think you are very familiar with Pavaro."

Because there is no record of this old man in Pavarro's work notes. With Mr. Pavarro's rigorous work style, if he found anything special about the old man, he would definitely record it, and the Lemar Ceramics Museum was recorded in the notes.

"I am the property owner here, and they are the residents here."

"But they are buried underground."

"Don't the residents living in the apartment go out?" Old Saman asked.

"This seems like a line I should say. Do you also believe in order?"

"To a certain extent, yes, what I believe in is the beauty of overlapping space. Of course, orderly space is also a kind of beauty."

"space……"

Karen suddenly thought of something.

Old Saman put his hands on his chest and said sincerely:

"Praise to Palmireth."

Karen was silent.

"It seems that you know about the Palmyres Cult?"

"A great church."

"Huh?" Old Saman was a little confused, "Such words should not come from the mouths of people who believe in order."

"Does Neo know your identity?"

"Of course, otherwise why would he come here every night."

"Oh, that's it."

"Are you relieved?" Old Saman smiled, "Were you afraid of me just now?"

"A little bit, but not serious."

"Did you see the direction of the wind too?"

"I just ordered a newspaper a while ago and saw it in the newspaper."

"Yes, I also read it in the newspaper." Old Saman patted the dust on his trouser legs, "How funny, if I hadn't read the newspaper, I wouldn't have known that I was in such danger."

"Maybe there will be a turn for the better, after all, it's just for fun now."

"It's difficult. Since the wind has blown, if we don't get things started, we will lose face."

Karen nodded, and the spark had already been fired. If it failed to light in the end, the majesty of the Cult of Kosmos would be damaged, and the reason why he wanted to light this fire was to restore its majesty.

"So, this is what you mean by retirement?"

"It's not even close." Old Saman lit up his pipe and took a few puffs. The tobacco flickered, "That Neo is very interesting, and you are also very interesting. Interesting people will not kill interesting people, but

You still have to thank me properly. Every time he comes here during this period, I always say good things about you in front of him."

"Thanks."

"Let's make fish. I actually like eating fish."

"Okay." Karen turned around and pointed at the hut, "What's in the house?"

"When all the food you brought this time is eaten, the refrigerator will be useless. Take the refrigerator back. It can still be used when it is plugged in, but the noise is a bit loud."

"You are old and must not be sleeping well."

"so?"

"My house has just been renovated and a batch of new appliances have been installed. I will have my new refrigerator shipped over tomorrow morning and will be replaced with your old refrigerator so that you can have a good night's sleep."

Old Saman just looked at Karen quietly, unable to take his eyes away.

Karen still smiled calmly.

"I'm curious, how do you manage to be so decent and yet so shameless at the same time?"

"You've been slandering my concern for you tonight."

"My temper has improved over the years. When I was young, if I met a little guy like you, I would probably throw him into a barrel. When I got bored at night, I would open the lid and let him chat with me to relieve my boredom."

"I think we can change to a higher-end place."

"You and Pavaro are really different. The guy who comes here every day to eat is also different from Pavaro."

"Mr. Pavaro doesn't know your identity."
To be continued...