The surrounding scene changed, and Gami returned to the excavation of the casino at that time. In the excavated mound, he saw the dying gambler. He begged Gami for kindness, but Gami was beaten by the man beneath him.

Attracted by shiny gold coins.

For a moment, Gami really thought about saving him.

"You are all a group of scum in society...not to mention, you are already dead."

Looking at the other party's desperate eyes, Gami hypnotized himself while swinging the shovel and smashing his head.

Blinking, the rain brought an icy chill, awakening Gami's gradually collapsing mind. He broke away from his memories. There was no casino in front of him, only a gray ruin.

Gami speeded up the work at hand and took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention to deal with these corpses.

Just as Father York guessed, at a certain moment, Gami was indeed overwhelmed by the guilt in his heart. He sought the priest's confession, but in the dark confession room, when Gami realized that once he admitted his crime, he would

When he was about to miss out on wealth, Jiami hesitated.

He has been wallowing in the mud for too long. Jami longs for change, but doesn't know where to change. He realizes with horror that this may be his only chance.

Greed overcame guilt.

"I won't be too greedy," Jia Mi murmured, "I just need to make enough money. I will leave here and go to a new place. I will use this money to start a new life..."

Jia Mi felt a slight pain coming from his armpits. He noticed that tough black feathers were emerging from his skin. They were densely packed and connected together. Jia Mi's mouth became a little convex, and his flesh began to turn black.

, hardened and turned into a sharp beak.

"Like a carrion bird."

A ghostly voice sounded behind Gami. He turned around suddenly, and the strange hallucinations in his senses disappeared. Those illusory feathers and beaks were gone.

He is still human, but different inside.

Turning around, the outline of a mold lake gradually became clearer in the darkness, and Jami could see clearly who was coming.

It was a young man with a noble and cold appearance, wearing a black suit and white shirt, with a ruby ​​brooch embedded in his shirt.

The face has deep contours, the skin is as smooth as silk, and the eyes are the same color as the gems on a brooch.

Vibrant crimson.

Jiami's breath froze. The other person's existence was so perfect. Jiami concluded that the other person was definitely not a mortal, either a god or a devil.

The man walked towards Gami, his movements were slow and quiet, his steps were light and elegant, and every step was very rhythmic, as if he was dancing an extremely gorgeous and beautiful dance.

Jami's eyes gradually faded, but soon they came together again, and he gripped the shovel vigilantly.

"Stop!"

The man stopped approaching and stood not far away with a smile.

"Who are you?" Gami asked.

"A traveler," the man raised his hands and pointed his palms at Jami, "Don't be nervous, I have no hostility towards you."

As he spoke, he looked behind Gami and looked at the half-buried body. "I didn't see anything."

"Traveler?"

Jami's breathing became rapid, and the muscles all over his body tensed, "Are you kidding me that you are traveling to Greystone Town at this time?"

"Huh? To be precise, I am looking for someone, a woman who is similar to me...Have you ever seen her?"

As the man spoke, he took a few steps forward and tried to let Gami see his eyes clearly, "She has the same eyesight as me."

Those eyes are like rubies. Even under the cover of darkness, they still emit a strange glimmer of light, just like the light passing through crystal glass, flowing with an irresistible fascination.

When looking carefully, Jami seemed to be able to see his own figure reflected in these eyes, as if the whole world was turned upside down by these eyes.

"Her name is Olivia Villeless."

The man continued to ask, "Have you seen her?"

Jami was stunned for a while, and it took a few seconds before his mind came to his senses and he shook his head, "No, not..."

"All right."

The man paid attention to Gami again. He didn't say anything and turned around to leave. The moment he turned around, his dark figure disappeared as if it merged directly with the night.

Jami rubbed his eyes. He could no longer find any trace of the man, as if everything he had just experienced was just an illusion.

This strange encounter did not bother Gami for too long. He continued to be busy with his affairs, laboriously burying the corpses. These corpses were his key to a new life, and he did not stop for a moment.

When daylight fell again, people found Gami's body buried last night on the ruins that had not been cleaned up, and the sad cries echoed over the town again.

People are already suffering from the death of the living, and now the desecration of corpses, like sharp knives, has once again opened up the scars that have not yet healed.

The Sheriff was furious and vowed to arrest the bastard, and the townspeople also cursed the man with vicious words.

York stood in the crowd, silently praying for the deceased. When he looked aside, not far away, York saw Gami again. He still had that cynical look, turning a blind eye to people's sorrow.

"Gami..."

York stepped forward, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Gami.

"Father, if you want to correct me, you'd better come up with actual evidence." Gami had a smile on his face, and there was madness hidden in his eyes.

York couldn't help but feel sadness on his face. He was witnessing Gami's depravity with his own eyes, but he couldn't do anything about it.

"Think about how they feel, think about what you did..."

"Father, are you trying to influence me?" Gami shook his head, "This is too ridiculous."

"I'm showing you God's grace."

"Funze?"

Gami suddenly approached York and whispered in his ear, "What can God's favor bring me? Food, or housing? Or a new life?"

“Spiritual abundance.”

"Spiritual? Please, Father, it's hard for me to live. Does spiritual wealth mean anything to me?" Gami laughed at him, "You are too self-righteous."

York was speechless for a moment. He could only say, "I know it was you who did it."

"So what? Where's the evidence?" Gami knew that York was rigid. He was indeed a pious priest, but his mistake was that he was too pious. "Are you going to tell a stranger's confession? Use

A stranger’s confession to accuse me?”

York couldn't say anything. Just as Gami said, he was too kind and pious, so he was restrained in everything.

Seeing York's appearance, Gami burst into laughter and promised.

"Don't worry, Father, I will leave here sooner or later."

Jami said and turned around to leave. Looking at his back, York felt pain that he had never felt before.

York always believed that as a clergyman, he could not reveal anyone's confessional secrets because it would violate his faith and professional ethics.

However, deep down in his heart, York knew that this sinner must face the crime he had committed and bear legal responsibility. He knew that if he did not tell the relevant authorities about this sinner's crime, he would be allowing the criminal to escape justice.

The two conflicts almost tore York's spirit apart, and he said to his back.

"I need your confession, Gami."

Jami didn't look back, as if he hadn't heard.

When night fell again, Gami picked up the shovel and started his work again.

The drizzle of rain kept falling in the dark night. They washed away the dust on the ruins, as well as the dirt and blood stains on the corpses. After many times, Gami was already very familiar with the process. He waved the shovel repeatedly, and soon it was

Another body was dug out of the pit.

After a month of continuous work, he had almost cleaned up the corpses in the underground casino, but the piled up corpses were still a little difficult to deal with.

Forget it, this has nothing to do with Gami, he just needs these people's money, strips off their jewelry and property, and throws the bodies aside. Gami is like a carrion bird, eating away at their remaining wealth.

The rain poured past him, and the cold and humid air poured into his lungs. During the monotonous work, Jia Mi thought about his future. He wanted to go to Fengyuan Highland to take a look. It is said that the environment there is great and it is very suitable for starting a new life.

new life……

The child with ruby ​​eyes broke into Gami's imagination. In the past few days, he would always think of that mysterious man, that ghost-like guy. The man brought Gami a very special feeling, which made Gami look carefully.

Even if he tried to describe it, he couldn't come up with a result.

It just keeps lingering in my mind like a lingering sound.

Slight footsteps came from the rain and darkness. Gami turned his head warily. He guessed it was that man. For some reason, Gami was looking forward to seeing that man again.

But when he turned around, what he saw was a golden cross shining in the dark.

York held a kerosene lamp and looked at Gami digging the grave. He said sadly, "I got the evidence. Gami, is there anything else you want to say?"

Gami had no heart to repent, and York was bound by doctrine. In the conflict, he only thought of this method. He wanted to catch Gami personally, listen to his confession, and bring him to the police chief.

Seeing York, Gami froze on the spot. His awe for divine power made him unable to hold the shovel in his hand.

"God...Father."

Gami's voice was full of panic, which satisfied York very much.

"Do you have anything else to defend? Gami." As if he had won a victory, York strode towards Gami.

Gami showed a look of remorse, which made York even more happy. Before York could take the initiative to speak, Gami said it himself.
To be continued...