big auction house

In the suburbs, beside the legendary Love River.

A tall wooden frame and firewood handles were set up.

A black carriage stopped, and the driver was Clovis, who jumped off and stood by the carriage door, his eyes were red and swollen. "Do you have anything else to say?"

The person sitting in the carriage glanced at the entire city-state covered in black veil in the distance through the curtains for the last time, and withdrew his gaze: "No."

"Not a word?"

He was silent.

Clovis said: "We're fine, Pisanello will be fine, everything will be fine."

"Yeah." Raphael said.

"You... your corpses..." His voice was already trembling unbelievably: "The ashes will be scattered into this river."

"Okay." He said, got out of the car, and walked towards the pile of wooden shelves. Clovis pressed the wooden shelf, with tears on his face, and wiped it vigorously, but he couldn't wipe it off: "pull Phil, in your next life, will you meet him again?"

In the pile of wooden frames, there is a wooden bed, on which there is a person lying. The clothes on his body are vaguely the clothes he wore when we first met that year.

Raphael lowered his eyes: "I can't do anything about this kind of thing."

Whether you love someone or not, and how much you love, is up to you, and there is nothing you can do.

Black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his body couldn't hold on anymore, and he fell down.

He no longer forced himself to sit up, his face was ashen, but his eyes were still bright, just like his life, calm and straightforward.

Before his consciousness disappeared, he seemed to hear the wind that he and Jules heard that night in the tall tree next to him.

The night was peaceful and the stars were bright.

The person next to him, while chatting, inadvertently leaned on his shoulder because he was afraid of stepping on the air.

As it is now, quietly, by yourself.

"Well," he thought, "that's fine."

Folk, of course, has another legend.

According to the legend, God wants to punish the world because of the partiality of the world. In order to save the world, the Son of God is willing to accept the punishment of the world on behalf of the world, and his body is broken to pieces.

Since then, the first day of the first month of each year has been the Miracle Day.

There is no longer a child of God in this world.

The emperor in the palace was naturally relieved.The pattern of the Son of God can directly kill him according to the ancestor's precepts. Now, the root of the disease can be regarded as gone.

(End of the book)