[Comprehensive British and American] Those years when I opened a dessert shop on Baker Street

Flowers were placed in various places in the room by Wensty, like stars dotted the night sky.

The window was wide open, and Winsty was lying on the bed with the soft and comfortable eiderdown quilt. She looked at the night sky, and the moon in the sky was like a stationary boat.

The butterfly that bid farewell to Mr. Flower Picker had already flown back and turned into a blank paper by her bedside. The butterflies flew out every day, but they still did not bring back news of Sherlock Holmes.

Everything here is unknown.

Wensti had seriously thought about why the Holy Grail chose her to come to this world, and why did she join such an isolated family in Adams Manor?

At present, she can only send Butterfly to find Sherlock Holmes, which is very inefficient and takes too much time.

Wensti recalled the three steps that the First Elder told her before here, and thought to herself: That's not right, obviously the most difficult step is to find someone.

The evening wind blows in from the window and blows on her body, gentle and gentle, as if to appease her emotions.

Wensty turned around and faced the window on her stomach. From her perspective, she could vaguely see the scene below the mountain. The perennial mist covering the mountain was like a veil covering the lens of a camera. See everything with a hazy filter.

She could see the lights of the small town below the mountain, like fireflies in the night sky, and there was a bright red at the foot of the mountain, which seemed to be a burning torch.

The patch of torches gradually moved up the hill.

Winsty had never seen such a scene before, and an ominous premonition flashed in her heart. She turned over and got up from the bed, and hurried downstairs, looking for her family members.

The people who make up the mind in the family are father and mother. At this point in time, the two of them should be in the backyard.

Sure enough, Morticia and Gomez were sitting on the bench in the backyard, making love to each other under the watchful eyes of the statue of their ancestors. If Wenstie hadn't interrupted them and continued to develop normally, it is very likely that their third child would already be catching up. On the way.

Wensty's face was like a ripe red apple, she covered her eyes and said, "Sorry, I didn't mean to disturb, it's just..."

"Don't be embarrassed, dear. The love of parents is the best gift for children."

Morticia and Gomez were very calm, without any embarrassment.

Winsty continued to finish her own words: "Someone is coming."

Of course, the torch had to be held by someone to move it. Wensty found that the torch moved at an even speed. This was a planned and organized action. Wensty had never seen so many people going up the mountain late at night, and it was so majestic.

Wensty's intuition is always accurate. In the past 80.00% of the witcher assessments, she used her intuition to chant spells and successfully passed. This time, her intuition told her: This group of people came for her house, and the reason for their visit was bad.

Morticia and Gomez looked at each other, years of tacit understanding made them read the next move from each other's eyes.

Morticia took Winsty's hand and led her back: "You and Pugsley stay in the room, don't leave a step, Luke will take care of you."

Gomez gave Winsty a loving smile. After his wife and daughter turned around, his expression became solemn. He straightened the tie on his chest, and walked towards the gate with heroic steps like a knight about to participate in a duel. go.

Wensti was led into the room by Motisia, and Motisia urged her not to come out. In order to prevent Wensti from being disobedient, Motisia locked her door.

Winsty was lying on the window, looking at the scene outside, and Gomez was standing straight outside the closed door, the night wind blowing his suit jacket, like a soldier who stood alone in the night and guarded his homeland.

The torch gradually moved to the gate of Adams Manor, and the firelight reflected the faces of the visitors.

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Those who participated in the Fox evangelistic meeting understood the will of the "Shangshen": "Shangshen" was dissatisfied with people's belief in other false gods and ignored him, so the people in the small town became ill and became "appointed" to To express his anger, the way to eliminate his anger is to build him a temple in the mountains and let him accept the worship of the people.

However, there are so many towns in the world, why did the punishment start from the small town of Broome?

As the "Shangshen spokesperson", Fox explained: "Punishment first came to the small town of Broome. It must be that our people here are more dissatisfied with the Shangshen than other places. Think about it, the Shangshen is high above, and he must be entrenched. High cliffs, that's why God wanted to build temples on high mountains. Who occupies the highest peak in Broome now?

Think about it, my fellow citizens.Why do those who are ordered appear after going up the mountain? Isn't the revelation of God not obvious enough?

If you don’t make atonement to God, it won’t be as simple as a few people suffer!”

Fox's words naturally pointed the finger at the Adams Manor on the top of the hill.To be honest, her words could not withstand any scrutiny, they were too bizarre, without any reasonable basis at all.On a normal day, Fox's words would make people laugh out loud. What he said about "angering God" and "God descending into trouble" are all nonsense.

But fear can confuse people's minds, and disasters make all unimaginable things reasonable.

There were no more than 20 people who could come to the sermon and stick to it until the end. These people believed that there were gods in the world more or less in their hearts. After seeing the "miracle", they were too easy to believe in Fox's words.

Most of the reckless actions of human beings are made at night, and the night is like the fog on Mount Broome, covering people's inner reason.

Taking advantage of the dark night, the respect for the so-called "Shangshen" has not yet dissipated, and the most devout believers called: "Let's go up the mountain, take back the position on the top of the mountain, and build a temple for the Shangshen."

"But, the family on the top of the mountain..."

This weird and mysterious family terrified the residents of the small town. They always wore dark clothes, appeared at night, and lingered in the cemetery. The fear in people's hearts caused prejudice against the Adams family. It is regarded as the incarnation of a demon.

"Since we are rebelling against the above uprising, God will definitely protect us."

So, they went up the mountain in twos and threes holding torches, came to Adams Manor, and approached Gomez standing at the door.

"Welcome to Adams Manor, everyone."

Gomez opened his arms and had a polite smile on his lips, but there was no smile in his eyes, he was just showing a traditional gentlemanly demeanor.

After arranging the family affairs, Motisia went out and fought side by side with her husband. She always had an elegant style, and at this time she even showed the air of a hostess, politely but alienatedly said to the visitor: "It's late at night, we It is inconvenient to entertain you, please go back."

Under the light of the fire, Morticia's pale face and bright red spring looked coquettish and ghostly, like a female ghost in a horror movie, making people feel frightened.

An old man walked out of the crowd. Older people are more prone to incitement and braver. He leaned on a cane and was supported by others to the top of the mountain. Now he stood in front of the couple and explained why they came. Choose another residence and give up the top of the mountain to build a temple.

"It's better for you to choose another place. Adams Manor is our ancestral home, and we will live here forever." Gomez smiled.

The old man's attitude became much more serious, and he tried to influence Gomez by telling the story of "Shangshen" sending people to warn the residents of the town.

Gomez said: "Obviously, we don't believe in a god. The Adams family believes in Satan. We can't help you."

He stated his beliefs very frankly, and there was a lot of discussion among the crowd.

The old man opened his eyes wide: "You actually believe in demons?!"

"Yes."

Morticia and Gomez had smiles on their faces.

"How can you believe in the devil? He is the embodiment of all evil in the world, and he causes people to suffer! How dare you (Howdareyou)?"

"Evil, what a wonderful word."

Gomez's voice was full of admiration, like praising a withered flower, he held Morticia's hand, and both of them heard the most beautiful word in their life: evil.

But after he finished praising him, he turned his head with a stinky face. The old man's tone just now was mixed with insults to Satan. Your god seems to be incompetent, isn’t he? Speaking of sin, God sends angels, Satan sends fallen angels, your god is good, find a few people to be appointed, doesn’t he have any subordinates?”

"What's its name? Shangshen? Doesn't he even have his own name? Isn't the title Shangshen commonly used? Don't you specify his identity when you pray, and you're not afraid of being confused by other gods?"

"Besides, the gods are angry just to make a few people? Just build a few temples to coax them. You are so easy to talk about as a god? Don't be funny, if he is really angry, the end of the world will come."

Gomez spoke in high spirits, and the old man was furious by Gomez. He pointed at Gomez's nose and kept shaking his fingers: "Are you going to move or not?"

The old man was also high-spirited and stubborn when he was young. He never liked others to disobey him. His wife left him with their children. Now that Gomez disobeyed him, he was full of anger.

Morticia smiled: "We will not move, please leave."

Wensty stood in front of the window, looking at the scene at the gate. People holding torches surrounded the entire manor. The parents in front of the gate refused to budge. The old man's face was livid, and the two sides were deadlocked.

Their mouths opened and closed, and Winsty tried to hear their words clearly, and said a spell that amplified their voices, and their voices reached her ears clearly.

The old man said: "If you don't listen to the advice, then we can only take tough measures."

"We have a legal title. If you force your way in, it is equivalent to trespassing on a private residence, which is illegal."

Although the Adams family believes in God, they also abide by the law. The two are not contradictory. No matter how loyal the Adams family is to their beliefs, they will not do things for their beliefs that harm others and benefit themselves.

For the Addams family, evil is an attitude.

Motisia is more patient than Gomez, and she can still reason with the old man in a leisurely manner in the face of threats.

Wensty, who only heard the second half of the conversation, still doesn't understand why this group of people came to her door late at night, but judging from the current situation, her parents are not willing to accept it, and this group of people can't do anything to them.

The old man wanted to say something, but his body suddenly started to twitch, rolling on the ground in extreme pain.

The people around were startled by his appearance, and the people surrounding Adams Manor came to him one after another, wanting to see what happened, but they didn't dare to approach the mad old man rashly.

Gomez put his arms around Morticia's waist, and the two of them also looked surprised.

Gomez: "He looked miserable."

Morticia: "I think so, I've never been in such pain."

A torch was raised in front of the couple, and under the red light was an angry face: "What did you do to him?"

Motisia and Gomez really don't understand why the old man has such symptoms. The pain is like being possessed by Satan, and it is absolutely impossible to be possessed by Satan. If Satan really wants to be possessed, he should choose his believers , can never be attached to a heretic.

After a while, the old man's convulsions stopped, and when he opened his eyes again, there was a green light in his pupils...

"The sixth squire has appeared!" someone shouted.

Previously, people only saw the "appointed person" after transformation, but this is the first time the "appointed person" appeared in front of them.

The old man opened his green eyes and looked at the people around him like a beast in the jungle. His eyes made one's hair stand on end.

However, other than these two...

Morticia: "He's like a wild beast."

Gomez: "My beauty, I will not allow you to use the word beast to describe another man, not even an old man."

"I just love to see you jealous, it makes me feel wonderful, my prodigal son."

These two didn't feel scared at all because of the scene in front of them. After all, they regarded "fear" as a kind of beauty.

But not everyone has their unique thoughts. The people around were almost scared to death. They tremblingly took out the charms they had brought from their pockets and aimed at the old man.

Just this afternoon, Fox used a spell to subdue the "fifth appointed person" old Nick, and they should be able to use a spell to suppress the "sixth appointed person".

However, instead of being afraid when seeing the talisman, the "sixth person to be ordered" showed signs of even more excitement. He uttered a long and shrill whistle, and the green light in his eyes became deeper.

"Put these things away!"

A girl in a dark green dress was seen "falling from the sky".

"Winsty," Morticia responded from the affection, "how did you come out?"

"The mountain man has his own plan."

Wensty originally wanted to open the door and go out. Ordinary locks can't stop her spells, but Motisia, the intellectual daughter of Mo Ruomu, put a combination lock on her. If she wants to go out, she must unlock the 36-bit encrypted key. password.

So all she had to do was call to Gary, who stretched the branch into her room, carried her to the door, and back into the yard at breakneck speed.

Gary, the tree, was still afraid that Morticia would cut off all his branches.

She calmed down and faced the old man in front of her.

Green eyes, sharp teeth, painful convulsions...

Winsty recognized his crux at a glance.

Spring is here, everything is revived, and the silkworm spirits in the ground are active again.

The author has something to say: our city has been closed, and there is bird flu in Hunan

I saw a little cutie left me a message saying that she couldn’t understand what Fox was talking about. In fact, she didn’t need to understand. I wrote it on purpose and she was talking about it.

She mainly represents the part of the people who take advantage of disasters for personal gain. Originally, she was not included in the outline, but after seeing some recent news, at such a tense moment, there are still people making disaster fortunes, which makes me feel that it is too much, so I will Added such a person.

Her babbling and nonsense are like alarmist rumors, which cannot stand up to scrutiny, but there are always people who believe her. I will talk about what she wants to achieve later, and everyone can guess

I saw a message on Weibo, and now I forward it to him:

Why insist on not going out, at least until NO.15 of the first month?

Now there are four types of people ABCD

A has a history of contact with Wuhan. There are 500 million people scattered all over the country. It is easy to find out. Many people have been found out now.

B was met by A during the trip. The two are strangers to each other, but B has had contact with A and may be carrying the virus.

After A arrives at the destination, he touches C, no matter how many Cs he touches, C can find

D is a safe citizen who did not go out

The biggest hidden danger now is B. No one knows who B is, and B doesn't know who B is, but D may encounter B as soon as he goes out. Because the epidemic is transmitted from person to person, he may become B2 himself

Now it is time to screen out B. The incubation period of the virus is two weeks. After two weeks, the situation of B is almost clear, and the inflection point is coming.

The reason we don't go out is to reduce the generation of B2.