I haven't stayed in the funeral home for too long and had a business, as the only two bone pickers in the funeral home, Yao Yan naturally had to go together.

As the artist Fransco and the trainer of the Skyburial Crow, Grigo naturally had to follow him.

The sky funeral ceremony was held at the school in District 2.

Of course, the three of them did not choose to fly over the whole way.

If it weren't for the close distance to work, most birds wouldn't choose to fly to the workplace throughout the journey.

And the reason is naturally because of fatigue.

This principle is just like those races on the ground. Even humanoid races such as horsemen and deer people who are good at traveling long distances will not choose to go to work, and taking other means of transportation will save effort and time.

The three of them are dressed more special than usual.

The clothes on her body were replaced with a black funeral dress with complex and mysterious patterns.

The three of them were holding a black cane in their hands.

The three of them naturally attracted a lot of attention. When they entered the campus, they even attracted a group of students to watch.

Looking at the different heads, although Yao Yan had no emotional changes, he could only imitate the performances of the two people next to him, making himself look not that special.

Fransco, who was obviously shy, whispered in a low voice:

“Grigo, where are the customers?”

"How could I know! The man didn't come here directly. He made an appointment with the director, and the director just told me that the person who made the appointment was a professor at this college!"

Grigo just unconsciously pressed his left claw with his right claw, as if crows were falling on his hands:

"And I don't remember which professor it was!"

"How come you fool can't remember which professor you are? Didn't the director say that?"

"I really didn't say it!"

While the two were quarreling, Yao Yan's eyes swept across the buildings of this college and the students' faces.

This university, to be precise, should look like an art school.

Painting classroom, sculpture classroom, poetry classroom...

From the different building buildings and the different characteristics of students, Yao Yan reluctantly identified the teaching positions of this school.

However, soon, Grigo and Fransco made the decision—

"We just go and ask separately. Are you planning to ask me back to the funeral home?"

It is not that there is no remote communication technology, but that the use of remote communication tools is not allowed by law.

Perhaps it is because of the writer's portrayal of the world.

Yaoyan has no objection to this decision.

......

In the curious eyes of some students, Yao Yan, whose clothes and race clearly demonstrated his professional identity related to funerals, began to wander around the campus.

This campus consists of three tall buildings and six low buildings, it is certainly not difficult to distinguish the main buildings.

Thinking that the division of labor, Yao Yan naturally chose the last building.

Entering this moustache surrounded by the mouth, Yao Yan once again attracted the attention of the students. However, the elves who were more or less sketches or drawing boards were obviously less interested in him than other students.

Fransco and his team aimed to find the professor who had made an appointment for the funeral of his old body for his transfer of consciousness, but Yao Yan was not.

Yao Yan walked silently in the teaching building, looking at the classrooms.

It seems to be a little different from his familiar teaching method. Every classroom here teaches different content.

More realistic oil paintings, precise sketches, and abstract paintings with different styles...

Yao Yan, who does not have much knowledge of art, cannot identify it, and can only be summarized as "abstract painting".

However, at this moment, he came to a somewhat dilapidated classroom on the third floor.

This is a small classroom, which is half smaller than other classrooms. Compared to classrooms, it may be more suitable as a personal office or a small warehouse.

However, in this classroom, there was a figure.

There is no light, and the light pouring from the window in the half-closed door only makes the room look dull and quiet.

And the figure stood in front of the window, staring blankly outside the window.

However, at this moment, Yao Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, and he seemed to smell a trace of blood.

A touch of mellow smell.

It is familiar to the crow people. After the creature dies, it just begins to decline and the corruption that just begins is like the fragrance of flowers brought by indole. It is only a little bit of fragrance, and when it is too strong, it will be identified as a odor.

The same is true for the Crow Man. The blood of the living person is not attractive to the Crow Man. However, the scent emitted by the corpse that has just died for no more than a period of time will be identified as an aroma by the Crow Man.

The concentration of this fragrance is no more than one day.

Yao Yan clearly understood this, the "common sense" engraved in the memory of the original owner Nord.

The peak-shaped curves gradually become fragrant with time, and reach the extreme value in about six hours. After that, the fragrance weakens. After a day, it will become a stinking smell that crows don't like.

But...a room with a corpse half-closed door?

Slightly narrowed his eyes, Yao Yan stretched out his hand and pushed open the obviously set-up half-closed door.

And at this moment, he seemed to see several shadows pounced on him from the darkness.

Almost instantly, Yao Yan made a step back, and raised his right claw and ruthlessly teared out a claw in the direction where the shadow pounced.

clatter!

It seemed to hit something with a hard shell or a bone-like texture, and the thing that interfered with his claws was buckled away by his claws.

Not big.

Almost when the touch was heard, Yao Yan made a judgment.

But he did not stop. In the back jump, his right hand pulled back and grabbed the door handle with his left hand.

Dong!!!

Accompanied by the heavy impact of the wooden door, the sound of the door closing echoing inside the building.

And Yao Yan also shouted immediately:

"There are corpses here!!!"

With a hoarse feeling like a crow, his voice echoed throughout the teaching building and even reached outside the building.

Yao Yan did not forget that his abilities were limited in this world and needed to be used with caution.

After his shouts rang out, humanoid creatures came out one after another, quickly or slowly in various classrooms.

Elf, or some kind of arthropod.

A large number of strange-shaped insects appeared in the corridor intertwined with long-eared human-shaped elves.

Although I saw insects when I looked out of the window outside the door before, now...

The number of insects was far more than he thought.

In the era before his death, this situation might have scared many young people to faint.

Especially those who say they are phobia because of fear.

But Yao said that he was not in any mood.

At this moment, he was just recalling the touch of his claws just now while keeping abreast of the possible dangers in the door.
Chapter completed!