Outside the cemetery, there were wolf howls. In fact, the cemetery was the closest place to the werewolves.
At this time, everyone forgot that there was an old man in the cemetery. Maybe they thought that the old gravekeeper had already fled to the town.
Cooper ran back panting and rushed into the wooden house: "Teacher! The whole Leman town is fighting against the werewolves!"
"The whole? I believe you when you say someone is fighting against the werewolves, but 'the whole Leman town', this kind of thing will never happen in ten thousand years. There are many people with courage at this time, but there will also be many people who escape."
Cooper ran dry: "The entrance of the town is full of police stations and militias. The new sheriff Baby is commanding people to fight against the wolf tide."
"Although Baby is a little lazy, he is still good at critical moments."
Cooper asked: "What should we do then?"
Old Gray sat on the chair for a while, then walked to his bed. He lay on the ground and looked for something under the bed.
He felt dizzy just after he lay down with his head down for a few seconds. When he raised his head, he was even more dizzy just by raising it from the ground to a normal height.
Seeing that Old Gray's face suddenly looked very ugly, Cooper hurriedly said, "Teacher, what are you looking for? I'll help you find it."
Old Gray was supported by Cooper and sat down on the only chair in the room:
"This is really old, even bending down is so difficult."
Cooper looked at Old Gray with wrinkles on his face and felt that he was very old.
Old Gray took a breath and said, "I have to do this myself, but you can help me get the thick rope."
Cooper remembered that there was a thick rope hanging outside the house, and he hurried to get the thick rope. The moment he grabbed the thick rope, he realized that it was not a thick rope, but a large bundle of suture thread, which was used to replace organs or sew up broken bodies.
When he came back, he saw Old Gray lying there, throwing out the messy debris under the bed.
There was a low sound of heavy objects rubbing against the ground, and Cooper saw Old Gray dragging a corpse monument out from under the bed.
There was a line of words engraved vertically on the stone tablet: Death is another kind of eternal life.
Old Gray lifted one end of the stone tablet and took a lot of effort to lift it off the ground.
Seeing Old Gray struggling so hard, Cooper suddenly thought: "You can use corpses to do the work, why do you have to move the stone tablet yourself?"
Old Gray said: "Some things should be done by yourself, and you can't let the corpse do it for you, such as confessing to the corpse."
Confession? Cooper still didn't understand why he had to confess to the corpse.
After the stone tablet was erected, Cooper saw two concave pits on the back of the stone tablet, and there were stone rings in the pits.
Cooper handed the sewing thread to Old Gray, who folded the sewing thread in half and inserted it into the stone ring behind the stone tablet.
"I'll carry it for you, teacher."
Old Gray shook his head and repeated: "Some things should be done by yourself, and you can't rely on others' hands, such as confessing to the corpse."
Old Gray carried the stone tablet, his legs trembling constantly, and walked out step by step.
When Old Gray stepped onto the grass of the cemetery outside the house, his feet pressed out two very deep pits. Cooper followed Old Gray and watched him walk out of the cemetery step by step.
In a small courtyard in Leman Town, there was blood everywhere.
If someone saw these bloodstains, they would not feel terrible, but only feel dirty, because this was the courtyard of Butcher Butcher.
Someone came to inform him in the morning that he was also a militiaman now, but was scolded away by Butcher.
"Which bastard wrote me on the militia list? Did you get my consent? I kill cattle and sheep, not people!"
After scolding the militia captain and closing the door, Butcher lay on his back on the chopping board, smoking one cigarette after another until the cigarettes were all gone.
"What if you find out that I kill people more efficiently than cows..."
Butcher Butcher stood up from the chopping board, wiped his hands on the flowered apron in front of him, and spit at his dog. If the offering of the full moon sacrifice is a werewolf, Butcher will perform the dismemberment of the werewolf every time. The dismembered werewolf will be fed to the dog, but Butcher's dog will be kept alive.
"Eat, eat, eat, you only know how to eat, the werewolf will rush in and eat you first!"
Butcher kicked his big black dog and made it howl. The black dog hurriedly fled to the corner of the yard and barked at Butcher madly.
After the big black dog left, a long bone was exposed underneath.
This bone is the leg bone of an unknown animal. It is particularly long and the joints are particularly large. However, the black dog's teeth are very hard and it bit many small pits on the bone.
After picking up the bone, Butcher walked to the door. After leaving, he locked the door and locked his black dog in the yard.
"You stupid dog, don't let the werewolf bite you to death. Every time I hide a piece of wolf meat for you, you must smell like a werewolf."
Butcher Butcher carried the bone and walked out of the town. He sighed in his heart, he hadn't been exposed yet, but the town he was hiding in was going to be destroyed first, what a mess.
On the deserted street, Butcher suddenly heard something running wildly. He didn't want to get involved, so he moved to one side of the street.
Not long after, a druid came riding a giant bear.
Butcher Butcher suddenly felt something was wrong. He didn't even plan to hide his identity now, so what was he afraid of?
He waved his bones, and the bones instantly grew larger, turning into bones dozens of meters long, and smashed directly at the giant bear.
The giant bear didn't react, and in front of the huge joints, its lumbar vertebrae, ribs, leg bones, or other smaller bones were broken, all becoming bone slag.
Um on his chest and back reacted quickly, and jumped to one side in advance.
Butcher no longer hid in the corner, but walked to the middle of the street, squinting at the druid who was running in the direction of Fabro City.
"You druids are worthy of being God's chosen apostles? I wonder what kind of dirty deals you made back then... The Alchemy Council is dirtier than the sewers he built."
Facing the tall and strong Butcher Butcher, Erm's momentum was inherently lower. He stared at the giant who was dirty and swearing with vigilance. The attack just now, which could directly make the bone stick grow larger instantly, was definitely a giant.
In addition, the direction Butcher was walking was the entrance to the wilderness side of the town, so Erm didn't say anything. People who go in that direction at this time are at least not afraid of death.
"Go away, you soft-footed rabbit who doesn't even dare to open your mouth."
Erm didn't say much and continued to run towards the direction of Fabro City.
It was inconvenient to lose the giant bear, but at least it was better than having no life.
Butcher Butcher held the bones that had shrunk back to their original size in his hand and continued to walk towards the entrance of the town.
When Butcher Butcher walked to the gate of the town, he found that the patrolmen and militiamen at the gate of the town didn't dare to breathe, staring blankly at the darkness in the distance, listening to the wolf howling in the darkness.
From another road, Old Gray came carrying a stone tablet.
The two of them ignored the sight of others, as if they did not hear the questions of the people around them, and continued to walk forward on their own, and walked in front of the crowd.
Only Baby signaled others to be quiet and not to disturb the two.
"Old Gray, I said this broken alliance is like a joke. In the end, only the two of us came, and the others ran away."
Old Gray did not speak, but looked up at the sky.
In the night sky, a pair of bat wings fell quickly with a person.
Old Gray spoke at this time: "Rudolph, welcome to join the Leman Town Giant Alliance."
"No wonder you didn't tell me the name of the alliance last time. It turned out to be called 'Leman Town Giant Alliance'. Old Gray, is this the name you gave it when you were three years old?" The Leman
Town Giant Alliance sounds as ridiculous as the Four Heavenly Kings of a certain village or the Five Tigers of a certain street.
However, the backs of these three people are not funny at all. Baby and the militia captain and others behind them all breathed a sigh of relief, and the pressure was instantly reduced a lot.