Mir thought about it for a while and found that the sky had become heavier, as if there were signs of a hurricane.

"Keep going, Vincent, I think we should reach our destination soon." Mir said.

They turned at the last intersection and saw a unique and independent house in front of the park, next to it.

There is a dark marble chimney on the roof, which is even taller and straighter than the surrounding cypress trees. A small amount of smoke dances into the sky.

The neat roof is brown, and the walls under the roof are painted ivory white. Various stones are inlaid on the surface of the walls, and paired with brown oak windows, it looks rich in tone and eclectic in style.

Although most of the renovated houses retain their French appearance, designers from the Kingdom of Spain designed them with red pitched roofs. There are usually flower pot racks placed outside the windows, and French spider plants are planted inside.

Vincent and Mir stood outside the fence of the house and saw the wooden number plate No. 113 hanging on the wall of the gate. The neighborhood was strangely quiet and there were few people around. Then they observed the layout of the courtyard. The stone roads were dilapidated and cluttered.

The grass is so thick that it is almost waist high.

The door of the house was closed, which meant that Father Cavendish was not at home, but Vincent fantasized about seeing the priest, so he knocked hard on the door unwillingly and shouted the priest's name.

After a while, the door opened, and Adrian came out, walking forward with difficulty. Mir didn't see him holding a cane.

Adrian stood at the door and saw a stranger there. He looked at Vincent with a strange look, and then asked Mir: "Mr. Edward, who is this?"

"Father, he is one of my members now. His name is Vincent Junior. He was sent by Uncle Amos to assist me in handling the case." Mir introduced with a smile.

Vincent stood in front of Adrian. He bowed deeply and said: "Hello, respected Father Cavendish, I am a reader of St. Louis Church. I am very happy to meet you."

"Oh?" Adrian thought for a moment and said, "That young man with potential who is about to become your exorcist?"

"Yes, Father, the officiant, Mr. Hatchas, is my school teacher." Vincent said excitedly.

Adrian opened the door and said, "Welcome, please come in."

The two said at the same time: "Thank you."

They walked into Adrian's house, and it seemed like a completely different world. The decoration in the hall was exquisite, the furniture, tables, and paintings on the walls, highlighted by the oil lamps, showed luxury and sophistication.

While they were looking at the house in wonder, Adrian didn't know where he was. Except for Adrian, they didn't seem to see any servants.

Vincent stretched his hands towards the fire, trying to get closer to it, which could warm his body and relieve any trace of fatigue on his body.

On the side, Mir was observing the murals in the corridor, and he saw the original work of the French oil painting master.

Mir recognized this painting as a magnificent landscape of Tivoli. He was attracted by the scenery in the painting. The charming castle vividly appeared in front of Mir's eyes. He felt that he had become the master of the castle, standing domineeringly.

Under the castle, there are beautiful women and children around, as well as old people accompanying them. They are enjoying the comfort of the castle.

This reminded Mir of Alina, just like that beautiful woman, walking and running in the garden with her white skirt in hand, and everyone behind her was laughing and laughing.

Adrian was holding a steaming cup of coffee and saw that Mir had a soft spot for that painting, so he didn't bother him.

Vincent helped Adrian carry the coffee, supported him on the chair, and said, "Father, where is your servant?"

"She contracted yellow fever and unfortunately left." Adrian said: "This was originally the residence of the French Governor. After Louisiana sold the Union, he received the emperor's order and returned to his hometown.

Then he threw everything here to me, including the maid."

Vincent took the coffee from the priest and said, "Thank you."

"The day before yesterday, I visited General Stoddard. He said that he would rebuild a church in Jackson Square. It will probably have the same name as the church in St. Louis, and I will take over it later." Adrian asked: "Mr. Zhu Nie Er.

, would you like to come here?”

Vincent was a little surprised that he was invited by Father Cavendish. He asked in disbelief: "Really? Father?"

"Of course, the time may be very slow, but at least you can be an exorcist here." Adrian's eyes were intense, admiring the young man opposite him very much.

He was very willing to wait a few more years to be promoted from the second grade to the third grade. He thought it would be exciting to grow up under the teachings of Father Cavendish.

"Thank you very much, Father Cavendish." Vincent shouted very happily: "In return, I will arrange to find a maid tomorrow. If you have difficulty moving, she can help you organize the housework. Also

courtyard."

Mir was disturbed by Vincent's sudden voice. He came back to his senses and said: "No, Vincent, you need to arrange a few more people. They can talk to the priest when they have nothing to do."

Adrian stared at the coffee as the fog gradually became less and less, and said, "Sorry, Mil, you were so absorbed in looking at it that I didn't bother you, but the coffee seems to be cold."

"It's okay, Father, the weather is very hot, I like to drink cold coffee." Mir said sitting on the chair.

"Mir, have you seen her face?" Adrian asked.

Mir shook his head and said, "No, she is very far away from me. I was worried that she would see me, so I hid it."

"What is she doing here?" Mir said as he drank the coffee in one breath.

Adrian walked slowly towards the fire and said: "She is looking for someone, someone who is dead."

Mir approached and asked: "Is she closely related to the dead?"

"I suspect she is looking for the body of the maid." Adrian pointed out the window and said, "Last year, I asked someone to bury her on the mountain."

Mir frowned. He stood by the window and looked at the hillside. He looked for the abnormally growing tree. However, that tree was the place where the witch disappeared.

"Father, she went there and didn't seem to find anything," Mir said.

"Yes, but I saw a very special person, and she met him."

When he finished talking about Adrian, he closed his eyes and moved his hands by the fire to activate some mysterious power. His dark blue robe swayed gently, and the witch and Lakulira appeared in the mirror on the fireplace.

Carmen's meeting is the scene.

"What?" Mir exclaimed, "Oh my God! Are they the same kind of people?"

"I'm not sure." Adrian replied weakly.

Vincent's eyes widened and he shouted: "Sir, look! The priest has put their images on the mirror."


Chapter completed!