Kill American Terror, Starting from the Witches’ Coven

The cemetery of New Orleans is famous throughout the United States and around the world.

Because most of the marsh is under the surface, the New Orleans area mostly uses the form of a burial with a "hanging coffin" on the ground.

The cemetery is full of pyramid-shaped, church-type, castle-type and other buildings, which form together, like a "city of the dead".

Almost every family shares a cemetery, and the newly entered coffins are placed on the upper floor of the cemetery, and the lower level is the remains of all the ancestors.

It's truly generational together.

It can be said that if someone hates a New Orleans so much that even their ancestors want to break their bones, it is definitely a very easy thing to do.

One Lafayette Cemetery is one of the oldest cemeteries in New Orleans and one of the most famous cemeteries in the world. Here, one can find the burial sites of many historical celebrities.

Among them, there is Mary Lavine, the voodoo queen who constantly draws "X" on the tombstone.

To preserve the cemetery and tombstones, Lafayette I Cemetery is closed to the public for most of the time.

It's in lockdown.

With the experience of climbing over the wall of the Bophut Spring Sanctuary in the morning, the experienced Madison took the initiative to take Robb to a remote wall without saying a word, and easily climbed into it after three strokes and five divisions.

"Where will the ghosts be?"

Looking at the gloomy cemetery against the backdrop of rows of tall cemeteries, Madison looked around eagerly.

I hope you can still be so brave when you really see ghosts.

Robb, who found that he was not as bold as a girl, touched the cross in his arms, looked at the sky that was already a little dim, and combined with the experience of not finding anything before, said:

"Hauntings mostly occur at night, and soon the sun will set, let's wait first." In addition, you can take advantage of this time to stroll around the cemetery, and I heard that there are many vampire legends here. "

Vampires?" Madison's eyes lit up again, "Compared to a ghost, I would rather meet a vampire nobleman who dresses well, talks elegantly, has a handsome face, and has hundreds of years of rich life experience."

"But he'll suck your blood dry." Robb quipped.

Madison looked forward to it: "You can try it too." I heard that in the process of sucking blood, the pleasure is a hundred times stronger than before.

Unlike the implicit nature of the Easterners, Robb, who had already seen the bold and bold style of Western girls, answered unaffected: "Do you need me to prepare a large bag of paper for you?"

"Of course!" Madison blinked, "It's not worth it to rip a vampire away from me just as I was about to stop my heartbeat and enjoy it once and die."

Robb looked "serious" and said, "No problem. When we catch a vampire, do as you say. "

The two of you said a word, and in the muddy cavity, they dispersed a lot of the eerie atmosphere of the "City of the Dead".

Night falls.

One Lafayette Cemetery looks more terrifying than during the day.

Madison didn't care as much as he did when he first arrived.

Hearing any wind and grass around her, she looked nervously and quickly.

The sister who is full of combat effectiveness is still like this, not to mention Robb who is still an ordinary person.

He is not born with a lack of fear like some novel protagonists.

Watching ghost movies, he will be scared to heartbeat, if he is not forced to do so, how can he take the initiative to contact these hairy things.

Robb looked at Madison, who was close to him, holding each other's palms for an unknown time.

I thought it would be so right to call for help this time.

If nothing else, one more person around you will have a great psychological comfort.

In this way, the two stayed in the empty cemetery for an hour in fear.

And then....

There will be no then.

Except for a bunch of mosquitoes that occasionally harass them, ghosts, vampires, zombies, and hairs are not seen.

"It seems that my vampire male pet is not available." Madison, who had both regret and ease in his tone, shrugged his shoulders.

Luo Bo, who was very nervous before discovering the supernatural, and very disappointed after discovering that the supernatural was gone, wanted to scold his mother.

He glanced at the book of containment, which had never fluctuated.

It's not a good haunted sanctuary!

How come there is not even a ghost.

Or did you come at the wrong time, and those ghosts, vampires and the like are not interested in coming out?

Whatever the reason, Robb could only leave with Madison in disinterest.

The two went to a French restaurant called Muriel for dinner.

Although the French food here is good, it is rumored that the former owner of the restaurant, a man named Pierre Antoine Lepardi Jordan, was addicted to gambling and ended up bankrupt, and the ghost that has been haunting the place since committing suicide here is still missing.

Robb could only hold on to his last hope to another haunted sanctuary that was rumored on the Internet, the Montreón Hotel at 214 rue Royale in the French Quarter.

When he came here, Madison glanced at Robb in amazement, and after thinking about it, he walked in hand with him without refusing.

With Madison's money, the two opened a room.

Just as the two were about to take the elevator upstairs, the elevator door that had just fallen opened, and a man wearing an unseasonable coat, with his head bowed, and a hurried look walked out quickly from the inside without looking ahead, and then collided with Robb.

Robb was fine, nothing happened.

Instead, the man in the coat was directly hit to the ground.

"Sir, are you all right?" Robb subconsciously wanted to help.

But seeing that the man in the coat had already climbed up without saying a word, he ignored Robb and flew out like a rocket.

"This guy..."

Robb withdrew his palm, shook his head and was about to walk into the stairs, but saw a duffel bag dropped on the floor.

It seems that this is what the person just had under his armpit.

Robb picked it up and kindly turned around and shouted without hesitation: "Sir, you dropped something." "

I didn't expect to say that it was okay, as soon as I said that the man in the coat ran faster, he disappeared in an instant.

"What the hell is going on with this man? Don't want anything of your own? Luo Bo Shoji, who was carrying a duffel bag in his hand, was puzzled.

Madison, who saw it in his eyes, said coldly: "Have you ever thought that the bag will be a bomb?" "

Huh?"

Robb was first confused, then horrified.

I'll go!

I almost forgot that this is US imperialism.

Thinking of the man's hurried escape just now, he subconsciously wanted to throw away the bulging duffel bag in his hand, but in a blink of an eye, what if he touched some button in the collision and exploded all of a sudden?

Robb, who was frightened into a cold sweat, quickly looked at Madison and wanted to ask this native and knowledgeable American what he could do.

"Let's open it first."

Rarely, Madison, who did not withdraw first, said in a strange tone.