Evil God

Chapter 11 Demon?

“Dis!”

“Mmm.”

The feeling that the heart is about to jump out of the throat is really not an exaggerated Stylistic device, because Karen has now experienced it.

When he looked at this children's painting and recognized the identity of the murderer in it, he couldn't help but exclaim in surprise; “The murderer,”

He doesn't know when I was already standing at the door,

And also received one: “Mmm.”

A gentle sound sounded in Karen's ear, like a thunderbolt exploding.

Karen, who was originally sitting on a spring bed, immediately straightened his back and stood up.

Meanwhile, Close the notebook in his hand.

“Did you just call me? "Asked Dis.

“I... yes, something's up.”

Dis nodded and said, "I have something to do with you, too.”

“Hehe, what a coincidence, Grandpa.”

“Come to my study.”

“Okay, Grandpa.”

Dis turned and left.

When Karen heard the sound of the study door opening, he immediately opened the notebook and tore off the page, kneading it into a ball.

Then he glanced at a glass of milk and water on the desk, and finally stuffed the paper ball into his pocket, giving up the intention of swallowing it.

After leaving the bedroom, Karen walked into Dis's study.

Dis's study furnishings are no different from ordinary studies, and there are no particularly luxurious or special places. The pendant light in the center of the study is on.

But Karen remembers that in the study that night, Dis lit candles.

Dis sat behind the desk, while Karen pulled the chair over and naturally sat down, at least looking natural.

At present, Karen can only "put aside" the matter of that painting;

Firstly, he did not have much affection for his "parents". In fact, the impression of his parents in "Karen"'s memory was almost blurred. Therefore, whether the death of "Karen"'s parents was actually done by Dis as depicted in the painting does not actually involve the fundamental issue for himself.

Moreover, what he needs to do now is to save his own life.

“Do you say it first or should I say it first? "Asked Dis.

“Grandpa, please speak first.”

“Your uncle told me about today's incident and also about the new position he wants to arrange for you in the company. Now that you have become so outgoing, can you help others relieve their sorrows?”

Karen replied, "It is precisely because I have been depressed for a long time that I have learned to listen and understand.”

“Are you willing to do these things?”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

"Because I am a member of the Emrys family, if I have the ability, I am willing to help my family, not only the company, but also the family, my...... Family."

“A deacon position has recently been vacant at the Mink Street Church. If you want to help and enlighten others, this position is actually more suitable.”

“I don't want to go to church as a deacon.”

“Oh, why?”

“I want to do things from my own perspective, rather than... in the name of God.”

“Is it different?”

“It's very different.”

“What's different.”

“I think the relationship between family members is innate, not a gift from God, and there is no need for God to lubricate them.”

“Continue.”

“Uncle Mason needs money, Aunt Mary also needs money, and Aunt Winnie actually needs money after her divorce.”

“At home, there is no shortage of money.”

“But at home, there's not enough money yet.”

“I actually don't really want my children's lives to focus on making money, because money can never be earned, and there are actually more meaningful things in life.”

“However, most meaningful things are difficult to achieve if the money is not enough.”

Dis remained silent, and Karen stopped speaking.

For a long time,

Dish broke his silence and said, "Do you really like money?”

“Grandpa, as I just mentioned, uncles, aunts, aunts, including Mina, Lunt, and Chris who are growing up, all need money. What my family needs is what I want to fight for.”

Dis reached out to get the teacup on the table.

Karen stood up and picked up the hot water bottle under the corner of the desk. "Grandpa, do you need to change the tea leaves?”

Dis shook his head.

Karen poured hot water in, put down the water bottle, and sat down again.

“Do you think you can earn the money you need and enough with this? I know, you earned 20000 rupees today. Actually, I am also curious. Why is that gentleman willing to pay so much?”

“Because he knows the goods.”

“The problem lies here. Those who are knowledgeable about goods are always a minority, and those who are knowledgeable about goods and willing to spend money without being stingy are even rarer.”

“I will think of other ways, I believe I can do it.”

“Okay, "Dis took a sip of tea." Now, let's talk about your business.”

“Grandpa, I want to pick up my studies again.”

“Oh? Do you want to continue studying?”

“Yes, Grandpa.”

“You just said you want to work for your family and make money for them.”

“I don't need to go to school every day. I can help my family with work while self-studying, but I need your help with my student registration.”

“Are you still planning to take the college entrance exam.”

“I have this plan.”

“Where will you go to university?”

“St. John's University in Wayne, I heard, is an excellent university in the world.”

“Yes, it's widely recognized, but do you think you can go there to study at university.”

“I think as long as I study hard and keep working hard…”

“No, no, no.”

Dis interrupted Karen's words,

“You misunderstood my meaning.”

“Grandpa, what do you mean?”

“As I get older, I enjoy being stable and watching my children surround me.”

Karen froze;

In his original plan,

He went to another country to attend university, which is a good way to handle both parties' relationships.

You know I'm not your grandson anymore,

You also know that I already know that you know I'm not your grandson anymore,

I left Roja City and Ruilan Kingdom for a legitimate reason;

In my perception, I have finally left this home, and I am... free.

In your perception, your grandson is actually still alive, living in the distance, still studying, and can generate beauty and fantasy from afar;

Isn't this good for both parties?

Dis took another sip of tea and said, "I don't trust you to go far.”

“But Grandpa... I have grown up, and according to the customs of Roja City, I have reached the age of fifteen.”

“In my eyes, you are still just a child, unless.”

“Unless what.”

“Unless... I'm dead.”

You don't want to leave this family until I die.

Of course, you can choose to run away from home, but you can give it a try.

Karen opened her lips slightly, took a breath, and then the expression on his face changed from a slight stiffness to a geniality again. He stood up and smiled, saying:

“In fact, I can't bear to part with my grandfather. Being able to stay with him has always been the greatest happiness for me.”

Dis nodded and glanced at the door of the study, signaling that the conversation was over and that you could leave.

Karen turned around,

The warm smile dissipated, leaving only a dignified expression on his face.

When Karen walked to the door of the study, there was another voice from behind:

“That's right.”

Karen immediately turned around, smiled again, and asked, "Grandpa, what else do you need?”

“The hospital has come to inform that he has woken up. I have something to attend to at the church tomorrow, and you can go and see Mr. Hoffin on my behalf.”

“Okay, Grandpa. Thank goodness, God bless, Mr. Hoffin is finally okay.”

“Well, you should rest early.”

“You too, Grandpa.”

……

Karen returned to the bedroom, where Lunt, who had already been washed, was lying on his spring bed preparing to sleep. Upon seeing Karen back, he immediately sat up and reminded him: “Brother, Mom asked me to remind you to eat the night snack.”

“Okay, I know.”

Karen saw three hundred rupees under the milk cup.

Close your eyes, Open it again,

Karen opened the drawer and took out another thousand rubles, along with the three hundred, and walked up to Lunt.

“Brother... I can't take your money.”

“Reach out your hand.”

“Brother…”

“Stretch it out.”

Lunt extended his hand;

Karen placed 1300 rupees in Lunt's hand and immediately lowered his head, placing his face close to Lunt's and saying word for word: ”Don't disobey.”

Lunt pursed his lips and finally nodded.

Karen straightened up and suddenly realized that it was a bit inappropriate for him to leave the emotions that had just been affected by Dis on Lunt;

So he reached out and gently patted Lunt's head,

To appease: “Brother can make money, so don't waste your pocket money. Don't let your mother know, and of course, don't spend it recklessly.”

“Yes, Lent understands. Lent will listen to brother.”

“You go to sleep.”

“Good night, brother.”

“Good night.”

Karen sat back at the desk with the desk lamp on.

He took out the ball of paper from his pocket and wanted to unfold it again, but halfway through it, he rubbed it back into place.

Pick up the milk and drink it all in one gulp;

Then he threw the paper ball into the water cup, picked up a spoon, and mashed the paper in the water cup.

After finishing these,

Karen supported her forehead with her hand and remembered the words of her grandfather just now:

“I don't trust you to go on a long journey... unless I die.”

So you, When exactly will we go

“Ah…”

Karen reluctantly picked up the bread on the table and took a big bite.

This curse is still indescribable.

Although Dis once wanted to kill himself, well, he probably wants to, he hasn't killed himself yet. Before he killed himself, he ate, drank, and used him to live. He's really embarrassed to resent anything.

What else can I do,

Karen spread out her hands,

“Wishing Grandpa a long life of one hundred years.”

If Dis doesn't let himself leave, then he can only hope that Dis can live a long life.

Because the meaning of Dis's sentence can have another layer of meaning;

Just as Ron said, he had to spend all his last penny before he died;

If one day Dis suddenly feels unwell and runs out of time, then before he leaves……

Karen licked his lips,

He mocked himself and said: “He'll probably take me with him, too.”

……

Study.

Black Cat Pu'er walked with steps on the desk.

“How warm and touching it is to say that he is making money for your family, and not leaving them alone in three sentences. Dis, have you been deceived by him?

He just wants to rely on his so-called family identity, he wants to rely on this so-called familial relationship to restrain you, he said these things for the sake of survival!

What, Dis, do you believe what he said is true?

Alternatively, are you deceiving yourself?”

Dis sat there without speaking.

Pu'er continued to stroll back and forth on the desk with the graceful steps of a cat:

“Look, look, is this still our judge, Lord Dis?”

Our Lord Dis, it seems that he is really getting old and has started to worry about his family and forget his responsibilities.

Dis, have you forgotten how you killed your son and your daughter back then?

Why now, facing a grandson, but you can't do it anymore?

And you, not just this grandson.”

Dis's gaze finally fell on Pu'er.

Under this gaze, Pu'er slightly moved back a few cat steps.

At this point,

Dis spoke and said: “Order... cage…”

Black patterns emanated from Dis's body, and in an instant, the area where the desk was located was enveloped, completing a sense of isolation.

“Dis, what are you doing? Don't be impulsive, I'm calling to wake you up, I'm warning you, I'm helping you.”

Dis's hand,

It landed directly on the back of Pu'er,

Down, press.

“Ahhhhhhh…”

Pu'er let out a scream of pain.

Immediately,

The scream turned into a cat's cry: 'Meow!!!!!!!'

Looking at Pu'er, who was under torture in his own palm,

Dis remained expressionless,

Just asked lightly: “Are you teaching me how to do things?”

……

There is no business at home today, and Mina, Lunt, and Chris all went to school.

Karen had eaten the breakfast prepared by Aunt Winnie and went downstairs to see Paul and Ron sitting in the flower bed chatting.

“Good morning, Master Karen.”

“Good morning, young master.”

Ron was particularly enthusiastic because of yesterday's 500 rupees.

Karen said to Paul, "Do you need to drive later?”

Paul shook his head and said, “I haven't received the phone call yet.”

Ron said, "I think today should be a pleasant and relaxed day. Mr. Mason and Mrs. Mary are not up yet.”

Uncle and aunt lay up while there was no business at home.

“Paul, can you drive me to the hospital? I'm going to visit Mr. Hoffin on behalf of my grandpa.”

“Of course, young master.”

The car of the Emrys family is not very convenient for private use in other places, but it is reasonable to go to places like hospitals.

Returning to the car where both life and death suffer, Karen sat down on the mat and sighed:

“Actually, we can exchange it for a new hearse.”

After all, this hearse is a modified one, with a groove in the middle to accommodate the coffin. It has fixed seats and armrests on both sides, making the space more spacious.

“Mr. Mason has long wanted to change, but Mrs. Winnie disagrees.”

Paul started the car and the hearse began to run on the streets of Mink Street.

“Paul, turn that way and walk in front of the platoon.”

“Okay, young master.”

However, just as Paul turned into that road, Karen changed her mind and said, "Forget it, Paul, let's turn back and go straight to the hospital without taking a detour.”

“Okay, young master. "Paul didn't show any impatience, and his temper was indeed much better than Ron's. Of course, if you tip Ron, Ron will immediately become extremely enthusiastic.

Karen had planned to pass by his uncle's first love's house again and take a look at the second floor window, but on second thought, Grandpa was not sitting in the car at the moment. To be safe, he decided to give up this idea.

In about ten minutes, Paul drove into the hospital parking lot.

“Young master, I am waiting for you here.”

“Okay.”

Karen got off the car and walked towards the inpatient building.

When he walked up the stairs, he realized that he was visiting the patient, but he didn't even bring any fruit.

Go out and buy a fruit or a bouquet of flowers to come back?

After hesitating for a moment,

Karen still thinks it's troublesome, forget it.

“Hello, may I ask which ward is Mr. Hoffin's?”

“Mr. Hoffin? Please wait a moment while I check for you.”

“Thank you.”

“You're welcome.”

The young nurse at the service desk was rummaging through the patient roster in the area, looking up at Karen with a slight smile on her lips.

Karen politely continued to smile and waited patiently.

Since he has inherited this handsome appearance, he can only bear the hardships that come with it together, alas.

For example, this young nurse deliberately checked very slowly in order to look at him for a while longer.

Finally,

“Found it, Mr. Hoffin is in Room 301, Bed 2.”

“Thank you.”

“Do you need me to take you over?”

“No, thank you.”

Karen walked up the stairs and arrived at the third floor. 301 was right at the stairwell entrance, and there it was.

Pushing open the door of the ward, there were two beds inside. On one bed lay Mr. Hoffin, and on the other was a middle-aged woman in protective clothing who was sleeping soundly, snoring slightly. Even Karen didn't notice when she pushed the door in.

The caregiver is slacking off,

Karen stepped forward to awaken her,

And at this point,

Mr. Hoffin's voice came:

“She works three jobs and is too tired. Let her sleep more.”

Karen turned around and looked at Mr. Hoffin lying on the hospital bed, his head bandaged. Before Karen came in, he should have been reading the newspaper, and it seemed that he was recovering well.

“I know you have woken up, so I will come to see you immediately.”

Karen, who came empty-handed, sat down by the hospital bed.

Mr. Hoffin sneered at the corners of his mouth and said, "I didn't fall to death. Are you very disappointed?”

Karen shook his head and said bluntly, "If I wanted to, you probably wouldn't be able to reach the hospital alive.”

Mr. Hoffin furrowed his brow slightly and asked, "Why, aren't you even performing now?”

“What do I need to play? I'm Karen, but the previous illness has changed my whole personality a bit. After all, I almost died of illness, and there have been some changes in my personality, which is normal, isn't it?”

“I'm curious why Dis still keeps you alive?”

“I am my grandpa's grandson, so what you said is very uninteresting.”

“Don't you know what you really are?”

“I said, I am Karen.”

Mr. Hoffin raised his neck and revealed the cross necklace inside: “Take it off.”

“Okay.”

Karen reached out and took the cross necklace off Mr. Hoffin's neck.

Mr. Hoffin stared at Karen, say: “I'll tell you now, what the hell are you?”

“You are indeed a professor in the philosophy department, and in fact, I would be happy to discuss philosophy with you.”

“Hold it.”

“What?”

“Hold the cross with your hands.”

Karen looked at the cross necklace she had just removed from Mr. Hoffin's neck and did not move it.

“Why, dare not?”

“No.”

“Then hold it, as long as you hold it, you can understand what you really are.”

“Mr. Hoffin, divination should be treated as a hobby. It's really not appropriate to become overly obsessed, otherwise it will affect one's life in reality.”

“If you are that thing, when you actively grasp it, your soul will also perish with it.”

“Are you telling a story?”

“Yes, then hold it and cooperate with me to tell this story.”

Karen hesitated.

“What are you hesitating about? Hold it, why, are you even deceiving yourself? Hehe, I don't know why Dis will continue to keep you alive, maybe he's also old, so old.”

Mr. Hoffin's eyes suddenly widened,

Because he helplessly saw Karen sitting in front of him, holding the cross in his hand with his left hand.

One second, Three seconds, Ten seconds; Half a minute;

After holding onto the cross, Karen remained motionless.

Mr. Hoffin was propped up on the hospital bed with both hands, struggling to get up, but at that moment, Karen suddenly pressed forward and let out a voice: 'Oh!'

“Ouch…”

Mr. Hoffin was so scared that he lost his balance and fell back into bed, but his gaze remained fixed on Karen, incredulous.

Karen threw the cross necklace next to Mr. Hoffin's pillow, opened his arms, and circled it in a restored manner, say: “Isn't it said that the soul will perish? Look, why haven't I done anything?”

“Impossible, that's impossible! "Mr. Hoffin began to mutter incessantly to himself.

“You have a good rest, and I will visit you again in a while. I hope you can recover here more normally by then. "Karen pointed to her forehead and said," Goodbye, Mr. Hoffin.”

After speaking, Karen walked out of the ward.

“His soul has not been annihilated by the instrument of purification, Am I wrong? Is he really not a demon?”

……

As he walked down the stairs, the nurse at the service desk gave Karen a sweet smile, and Karen responded with his smile.

Get out of the inpatient building, Go down the steps,

Karen didn't go directly to the parking lot to find Paul,

But came to a corner of the hospital garden, Squat down,

Cover the mouth with his right hand, The left arm swung wildly,

“Shit... it's killing me.”

After a series of shaking, Karen finally stopped,

He placed his left hand in front of him and slowly spread out his palm.

On the palm of his left hand, a "*" shaped burn scar appeared, but the wound seemed to be burned, so there was no blood flowing out.

Looking at this burn mark, Karen was lost in thought,

For a long time, issue a question to oneself: “So... what am I really?”