The Beyonder of Xingyue Gensokyo Chapter 1391
Only one person remained calm. He watched all the surviving people with vigilance in his eyes. Luolisi knew that he was suspecting that the murderer was one of the few surviving people. Luolisi opened her mouth to speak, but I don't know what to say.
The vigilant began to hide from the rest of the people. He prepared food for himself, hid alone in an empty room and closed the door. He dared not sleep, fearing that he would be killed in his deep sleep, but when the sixth night came At that time, he still couldn't help being deeply sleepy, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
When he woke up on the seventh day, he also died. In the lobby of the mansion, there was a strange doll with a strange smile and a nail on his forehead. It was obviously just a doll sewn with cloth. But from the place where the nail was pierced, blood flowed.
When he opened the door and came to the vigilante's house, he was just like that puppet, with a hole in his forehead from which bright red blood flowed. The vigilante's expression was frightened, as if he had encountered something terrible before he died. things in general.
Seeing his corpse, everyone has a kind of understanding, everyone here will die.
The sixth night, those who wake up, nail it!
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On the seventh day, the atmosphere of despair has surrounded everyone. Those who are still alive are just sitting quietly in the mansion waiting to die, and those who are shivering in the corner finally can't stand the oppressive atmosphere and run away yelling. Out of the foreign mansion, he ran in one direction like crazy without purpose, and quickly ran out of the forest, and saw a large and bright lake with clear water, just like the beauty of "Taoyuan Township". Beside the lake, a little girl with blond hair was bouncing around, as if she felt someone behind her. The little girl turned her head, revealing an extremely cute face.
Before the fleeing coward could say something, the little girl opened her mouth, but no sound came, but somehow understood what she was saying: UN. Owen? (Is that her?)
The little girl's smile gradually became terrifying, as if a demon crawled out of hell, the cowardly screamed and ran away again like crazy, and when night fell, he hanged himself on a tree.
In that strange 'possession', Luo Lisi knew that he committed suicide, because he could no longer stand the horrible atmosphere.
The seventh night, the cowardly, sacrifice!
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There was no miracle, no difference. On the eighth day, the last upright man seemed to have discovered something. He deliberately didn't go to sleep, thinking that he would be able to avoid death in this way, but just as he thought, On the night of the eighth day, he escaped luckily and did not die inexplicably. He was happy and prepared a hearty breakfast for himself, but just after the meal, he bled from all seven orifices and did not pass on the eighth night , died on the dining table when the sun did not rise on the ninth day.
The eighth night, the morning one, poison it!
Luo Lisi was the only one left, she had a premonition that she would be the next to die, and all the mysteries would be revealed soon.
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"Mr. Luo Zhen?"
Alice's voice was already like a candle in the wind, her skin was already bloodless, with a touch of gray, as if she would lose her life at any time.
"I can feel that I'm about to die."
A teardrop fell from the corner of her eye, and Alice's voice made people mourn.
Chapter 0082 Mercy and the end of life
"Have you found the location of the witch yet?"
In a small town not far from the forest where Alice lived, three people, old, middle-aged and young, stood in a church. They knelt devoutly in front of the cross of Christ, singing the Gospel in a low voice, with holy light like angels Feathers fell from the sky, setting off this small church like a heavenly scene.
Outside, there was thunder and heavy rain, and darkness enveloped the earth, but here it was holy and radiant, washing people's hearts.
"This heavy rain has affected the function of divine spells, and we still cannot fully understand the Lord's Gospel."
The young man's tone was peaceful, he explained lightly.
"Don't worry, when the heavy rain stops, that's when the witch returns to the embrace of the Lord. She has nowhere to go, nowhere to escape."
Sean looked at Angelo, who was the oldest in appearance, and said calmly.
"I'm not worried about the existence of the witch, it's just that the heavy rain has delayed our time."
Angelo shook his head, "...We are the Lord's warriors, Judas of Escariot, we will open up the kingdom of the Lord for the Lord, and let His will be done on earth as it is in heaven, you two, don't be careless. "
"Hallelujah! For the Lord our God the Almighty reigns, and the kingdoms of this world are the kingdoms of our Lord and of Christ the Lord, and he shall reign forever and ever, King of kings, King of kings, Amen--"
The three knelt on the ground and prayed respectfully, until a sound came from outside the somewhat dilapidated chapel.
The old man's ears moved, he stood up, walked slowly to the door of the church, and opened the door.
"Boom—"
A deafening thunder sounded, making people feel as if the devil from hell was climbing up. The old man looked down and saw that under the eaves of the church door, there were seven or eight children huddled together to avoid the terrible heavy rain. They are ragged, yellow and thin, and their bodies have already been soaked by rain.
"Yes, sorry! We're leaving now."
Angelo suddenly opened the door and startled the children. One of the oldest children hurriedly apologized. He was afraid that everyone in this church would be angry if he and his friends hid from the rain. Children born in this sad age clearly know the ugliness of this age.
A trace of pity flashed across An Qiluo's face, and he said kindly: "...It's cold outside, come inside to hide from the rain."
"Can...can you?"
the little boy asked tremblingly.
Angelo didn't speak, but just let the door open.
Several children looked at each other, and after a little hesitation, they walked into the church cautiously. These children were silent and did not dare to make a sound. They carried their tattered clothes with their hands, fearing that the rain would stain the ground. They were just some lost The biggest goal of a beggar's parents is to survive. It's too cold outside. If you stay in the heavy rain for a long time, you will definitely get sick, and getting sick means death.
The fireplace in the church was very warm. After entering the church, several children just curled up in the corner and did not dare to speak. They were very satisfied with the temporary habitat and did not dare to disturb the big figures of the church.
Jeremy, the youngest of the 'Holy Trinity', glanced at them. He walked to the back of the church, brought some food and put it in front of the children. Food was not an expensive luxury, but several meals did not The children who ate just looked at the few pieces of bread and swallowed their saliva.
Jeremy didn't say much, he just smiled gently and made a gesture of please. The children finally couldn't bear the temptation. They each picked up a piece of bread, took small bites and ate it quickly. At this time, They are really thankful for God's gift.
"If these children don't care, I'm afraid they won't live for a few days."
Sean said, his face was pitiful and merciful.
"So, our capture of the witch may take a few days at night. There is a monastery not far away, and we can send these children there."
Angelo chuckled, and the other two nodded in agreement.
Not long after, the children finished their meal. They saw the three kindly priests praying in front of the cross. After thinking for a while, they walked behind the three and knelt down, imitating their pious prayers.
True believers will exist no matter what era they are in. As long as these true shepherds of God still exist, the church will never completely wither.
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"Everyone has his own way, even if he is an enemy, there are kind and compassionate people. The reason why he becomes an enemy is just that the way is different, but he does not deny the kindness of others and the brilliance they hold. "
Luo Zhen was sitting not far from Alice, the weather outside was no longer as dark as before, and the rain had subsided. He was flipping through the Holy Book of the Demon Realm in his hand, looking at the records on it with great interest. The secret of the devil world.
"Mr. Luo Zhen is always saying some strange things."
Alice's hoarse voice came, and she smiled softly, as if she was dying, as if she would not be able to withstand the poisonous erosion in the next second and die.
"I'm just talking about the good things those priests who are about to trouble Alice are doing now."
After closing the holy book of the demon world, Luo Zhen said with a smile.
"The church..."