"You have lost weight again, and your dancing posture should be lighter now, right?" Christian was not surprised, but used thinness to describe Maryce.

She is not just thin, but like a mummy buried in a coffin for many years.

"Mr. Kerry, it's not the little girl you saw when I was 5 years old." Maris responded coldly to Christian.

"Oh, no! You are always the little girl dancing by the caravan and by the bonfire in my heart." Christian said with a smile.

Gentle and elegant, it seems that these labels are always attached to the Bruch family, and they are showing this as the world always.

But Maris knew what was hidden behind their graceful and calmness.

"Thank you for your imagination," Marys said lightly, "Can you say that you have something to come to me now?"

Under the light, a mummy was talking to Christian. The walls of the castle and the priceless oil paintings hanging on it made everything look even more weird.

It was like a mysterious and sneaky wizard from the Middle Ages digging out a grave and trying to summon his own skeleton soldiers.

It was just that something went wrong in summoning, and the skeleton turned into mummies.

"Mr. Roche, I was killed a few days ago." Kerry said leisurely as he looked at the red liquid in the goblet.

"I know."

"You must know about such a big disturbance. But you probably don't know what's behind it."

"Did you mean that after a hundred years, the leader of the Roche tribe finally took action again?" asked Marys.

"No, my beautiful little girl, maybe I should add the word "this word"?" Christian smiled and said, "We all think that Lord Roche is sensing the call of his ancestors and is ready to return to the family cemetery and become a heroic spirit who protects the family from moving forward."

Maris listened quietly, the orbicularis muscles under her skin trembled slightly, and her slender eyelashes flashed. She didn't think they were cute, but they looked even more weird and terrifying.

"I am a young doctor from the imperial capital. He made a diagnosis for Lord Roche, and mercilessly exposed the conspiracy. My ancestor! Lord Roche was actually poisoned by lead. I didn't expect that our bodies could also be eroded by lead, such poor heavy metal elements."

"doctor?"

"I know that your legend is all about cheating some money, and it is impossible to use vitality as a cost to divine the future."

The mummy shrugged his shoulders and his black robe shook slightly.

"I saw how you looked at you when you were 5 years old. Did you start to change at the age of 6?"

"You know, the curse said that before the age of 10, it would become like this, no human, no ghost."

"I had no intention of understanding the way you divination, I just kept thinking that you were sick, not because of that damn curse. No one could have cursed thousands of years ago and continued until now. Even Lord Roche could not do this."

"Your statement moved me, but don't you think it's particularly stupid? Lord Kerry." Maris said hoarsely.

Hehehe laughed echoing in the castle room, as if there were mummies coming out of the ancient bluestone wall in every corner.

"Then I'll tell you one more thing."

"Um?"

"Lord Roche flew to the imperial capital a while ago."

The eyes of the mummy were wide open, and she looked at Christian Roche Bruch in disbelief. She was obviously very powerful, but she was too cautious. He rarely walked out of this castle, even if there were no more than five people in this world who could hurt him.

This is his territory, and no one can defeat this castle under the protection of the Patriarch... and hurt him.

This old guy actually walked out of the castle?!

Looking at Maris' mummy-like face, looking at the mummy-like eyes widened, looking in disbelief, Christian took a sip of the red liquid in the wine glass and said, "You know what I mean now."

"Is it a disease?"

"I don't know, anyway, Lord Roche is going to find that little guy." Kerry said: "Originally, I thought he was very interesting. There were not many people who dared to punch me hard in the face, although I was in a weak state at that time."

The mummy didn't interrupt Christian, her eyes turned slightly, as if she was thinking about something.

"I think Lord Roche is guiding us like a lighthouse on the coast. Little girl, aren't you going to give it a try?" Roche said gracefully.

"Why are you helping me?"

"Ancestors are here, I will gradually grow old, okay? Now I am constantly recalling the past, and a doubt in my heart needs to be explained."

"No!" Marys simply rejected Christian's statement.

"Don't panic and refuse, he's just an ordinary person..."

"Ordinary man? Will the patriarch Roche leave this moldy and rotten castle because of an ordinary man?"

"I regret your description," Kerry said. "It's the same video, you don't have to worry about your affairs being known."

The mummy was silent, her eyes turned slightly, as if she was determined to determine what.

Christian was not in a hurry either. He shook the dark red liquid in the cup, watched the liquid hanging on the wall, and slowly dissolved in the cup.

"What does he need?"

"No need, but I want to see the wonderful memories of the past... If so, our Bruch family will give him enough rewards." As he said, Kerry smiled, "In addition, I have doubts about Lord Roche's actions and want to prove something."

The mummy slowly put on the black cap again, and the shriveled hand that seemed to be the only skeleton left to retract back into the black robe.

At this time, she seemed to be connected with the shadow of the castle, and it was difficult to tell whether she really existed.

"Don't move, my little girl." Kerry said: "Only this room belongs to me. Be careful that Lord Roche turns you into my tribe or a low-class tribe."

The shadow did not move, only the light from the crystal ball in front of him spitted out twice.

"I just like you pretending to be mysterious." Christian sarcastically said, then took out his cell phone.

"Look at what my kids are doing."

...

...

Zheng Ren stood on the large terrace and was whispering to Xiao Yiren.

There is no topic, and you will say whatever you think of.

I talked about the lights in front of me, the community hospital downstairs, the surgery today, and the meals for the evening.

This was his most leisurely time, and Zheng Ren had become accustomed to and fell in love with this kind of life.

【They said…】

The phone rang and Zheng Ren frowned.

This is still a bad habit left in clinical practice. The phone is turned on 24 hours a day, and every time I receive a call from the hospital at home, I feel frightened.

That means another emergency rescue and another sleepless night.

He smiled apologetically at Xiao Yiren, then picked up his phone and took a look.
Chapter completed!