Chapter 463 Angel’s Journey of Suffering

The problem that arises with the witch Angel is extremely complex, which not only involves the 'way of faith', but also involves the power of the spiritual space.

In both directions, deer antlers have been studied.

The study of the way of faith is Xu Xudao, who has the "Hai" pulse of Lujiao. He is the owner of a gold paper shop and has the ancestral skills of making incense and gold paper.

It is said that his son took over his father's work, and also established himself as an inheritor of intangible cultural heritage. He started a very stylish incense stick business. His customers changed from old people worshiping gods to middle-class people in the city who like to engage in sexy incense. Petty bourgeoisie young people.

Business is booming, but it is said that his son is very philandering, with female secretaries coming one after another, his lovers are even more noisy, and the deer trick breathing technique taught since childhood has long been abandoned.

Lao Xu did not force his son to embark on the extraordinary path. He simply closed down the gold paper shop that was not doing well. His usual job was to cultivate his sentiment in his son's company by collecting scrap paper.

Recently, his wife doesn't know whether it's because she watches too many mother-in-law and daughter-in-law dramas or something, but she still talks about wanting a grandson or granddaughter.

Isn’t it easy to have a grandson?

Lao Xu returned to Antlers Headquarters today. In addition to attending a meeting, he also asked Lao Zhang to get some secret medicine and planned to secretly drink it for his son.

"It depends on whether you want a boy or a girl, whether you want twins or twins. If you want triplets, you will also need to add a dose of miscarriage..." Dr. Zhang laid out seven or eight porcelain bottles and let them go. Lao Xu picks whatever he wants.

"It's for his daughter." Yan Zidu came over and casually mentioned, "I've seen Lao Xu's son. He has a daughter in his life. Too many will rob him of his blessing."

Lao Xu sneered, "Feudal superstition, do you think I believe this?"

Yan Zidu chuckled, "Then which one do you choose?"

Lao Xu picked up the medicine for giving birth to a girl and stuffed it into his pocket, "You can't be too greedy. Having a daughter can help cure my stupid son who is restless."

Chen Fugui also came over to join in the fun, "Hey, Lao Xu, don't you want me to have a boy again? Then when your granddaughter gets married, won't there be no one in your family, Lao Xu?"

Yan Zidu rolled his eyes, "This is such an old idea, it's unacceptable."

As he said that, he bumped Lao Xu with his shoulder, "Your son does only have one daughter, but you can have a few more children~"

"Fuck you." Lao Xu kicked Yan Zidu away.

The overall atmosphere of Antlers is actually like this. It is not a serious organization. Everyone laughs and curses happily, and this is how it continues from generation to generation.

In the final analysis, the inheritance of the Antler Witch Hunting Knights mostly relies on apprentices.

Lao Xu planned to wait for Lin An to recruit those gamers to the Natural Wizard Academy and then select a suitable apprentice to train.

As for the current batch...

To be honest, everyone was not very satisfied. Even though Lujiao had been running a leek garden in Shenhou City before, when it came time to harvest and enter the Natural Wizard Academy, many members were already a bit old.

After the interlude, Lin An came over to ask for advice on the way of faith and spiritual power.

In terms of spiritual power, Dr. Zhang can almost be said to be at the forefront in the country. Today, many people still do not agree with the theory of 'body, mind and spiritual trinity' proposed by Lin An, and still remain in the past understanding of body and soul. in the concept.

Of course, Lao Liu is equally powerful in this regard.

However, Dr. Zhang inserted his soul into Lao Liu's soul, and after taking it back, he understood everything Lao Liu understood.

As for whether he would engage in Lao Liu's "selflessness" and "thousands of clones", or even if Lao Liu's doing this was actually influenced by him, Lin An didn't know.

No one is willing to reveal his or her own background.

Including Lin An.

Although he shared a lot of theoretical things, he was very cautious when it came to spiritual matters.

In the next few days, he would almost always come to Lujiao headquarters to discuss the current problems with Lao Xu and Dr. Zhang.

certainly.

The power he has at his disposal isn't just antlers.

Sylvia Witch, the spiritual avatar of the spiritual lich and the union of the soul, has the ability to dream.

This person's ability is the prerequisite for him to be able to guide the witch Angel to put on the core of the antlers furnace, otherwise he would not be able to control himself in the dream.

This night...

The wind was howling, the rain was pouring, and the plasma surged between the thick clouds, illuminating the windows from time to time.

Lin An was lying on the bed, frowning and mumbling something, as if he was very angry.

The ugly head had already entered Lin An's spiritual space and came to the fantasy city in the forest again.

“Sir Abubakar is a piece of shit, shit!”

It was still the dilapidated house and still drinking wine, but this day a tall and thin man came to the house.

Lin An, who had a big belly, roughly opened the collar of his ill-fitting shirt, grabbed the wine bottle and took a swig.

"That's right, man, he's just a piece of shit!" The tall and thin man with a bright red nose cursed along with him, his eyes rolling and wandering, "You noble Ka With Chel blood, he should have received a noble title, he shouldn’t have refused!”

"Yes, damn it! Damn it!" The fat-bellied Lin An stood up angrily and walked around the room, "Thetis Kachel has regained her father's glory and become a well-deserved leader of this territory. The king. We, the remnants, should all share the glory. Damn it, why are you blocking me?"

"I want to write to Queen Thetis!" he muttered angrily.

"Lucky guy." The tall and thin man looked at him with some jealousy, cursed secretly, and put on a flattering smile on his face again, "Yes, write a letter to the queen and report this!"

Lin An, with a big belly, waved his hands, and the wine in the bottle spilled out.

After the excitement, he sat back on the sofa with some frustration, and looked at the tall and thin man with some trouble, "Man, you have to help me. Queen Thetis just conquered here. She needs money. Many survivors have money, but I don't."

The tall and thin man was stunned for a moment. If he had money, would he still need to flatter this bastard?

But he couldn't refuse, what should he do?

His eyes rolled around, and he stood up excitedly at first, patted his chest with his hands, as if he was about to say something, but he couldn't help but hiccup and interrupted what he was about to say.

He quickly thought of ways to shirk in his mind, but suddenly his eyes lit up.

Oh~

Look~

What did he see!

Looking out from the second-floor window, you can see the damn fat man's wife, Anqi, struggling to drag a bamboo basket from the corner of the street.

The bamboo basket was full of dirty clothes.

It's really enviable. Even the poorest survivors of Kachel can get such a beautiful wife.

You don't have to do anything every day, just wait for your wife to wash clothes to support yourself.

In just a moment, he had a great idea.

"Hey, man, just start by asking how much money you want!" The thin tall man said this first, and sure enough, he saw a happy smile on the other side.

"You are my brother! I will never forget you!" said Lin An with a big belly excitedly.

"But, man, it's not enough. Queen Thetis doesn't want money. Money is the least important thing. You know, she got back this area with the help of the Holy See. Now the most important thing is to help the Holy See catch the witches in the city!"

The thin tall man spoke faster and faster, and became more and more excited, as if he was also admired by the good idea he came up with.

"But you know, we haven't caught a single witch for so long!"

"What Queen Thetis needs most now is a witch!"

The tall and thin man came over, hugged him, and said in a persuasive way, "Man, think about it, if you can help Queen Thetis catch a witch, you can get more than just a small title!"

Lin An's eyes lit up.

"Pile of beautiful women! Manor full of grapes! Countless servants! Tall carriages!..."

With every word the tall and thin man said, Lin An's breathing became heavier, and his eyes widened as if his eyeballs were about to fall out of his eye sockets.

"Yes, yes..." He murmured, and was a little distressed, "But where can I go to catch a witch for the queen..."

But the tall and thin man gestured to him, and the two slowly turned their heads and looked at An Qi, who was sweating as she walked up the stairs.

An Qi was very tired during this period, with obvious black circles in her eye sockets, and her originally fair skin looked faintly pale.

The originally fair and delicate hands now looked not only bony, but also bruised.

She saw the two men looking at her strangely, and she couldn't help but shrink to the side in fear, slipped, and fell down the stairs.

...

"How is it? How is it?" The ugly head jumped onto the lamp on the bedside table, curiously looking at Lin An who suddenly woke up.

Lin An sat on the bed, rubbing his temples in pain, and exhaled deeply.

"It's similar to what is described in the lucid dream posts on the Internet. I can clearly perceive my dreams, but I can't control myself."

He looked at the head helplessly, "You are right, the me in the dream is simply a scumbag!"

Or, in the first plot of the tragic past of the poor witch Anqi, the husband is a scumbag.

In the game "Witch Hunter Knight", this plot is just a few paragraphs of copywriting. When they developed the game, they didn't expect the character of witch Anqi to be so popular, and it was impossible to make a CG expansion pack for her.

Now many details in Lin An's dream are evolved by himself.

But the general trend of the story is like this.

Anqi was reported as a witch by her greedy husband and accomplices.

But they did not get what they wanted. When they tied Anqi to the church with great pride, they knew that the church had caught many so-called "witches" during this period.

Anqi was just an inconspicuous one among dozens of people. Even if she had to wait for the trial and burn to death, she had to wait in line.

And the fat man did not get the title he dreamed of. Instead, because he was the husband of a witch, he was almost beaten to death by the people of the church. He got nothing and was driven out of the church.

But the story about Anqi is just the beginning.

She...

was not arranged to be among those who were burned to death, but encountered the second act of life's suffering.

Along with several beautiful girls, she was secretly imprisoned in the gloomy and terrifying church cellar.

"I'll try again."

Lin An poured a glass of warm water, took the "sleeping pills" he got from Dr. Zhang, and lay back on the bed.

This time, with the spiritual power of witch Sylvia, he finally felt that he could control his body in the dream.

However, this time he was not the husband of witch Angel.

The plot was skipped?

Lin An blinked and adjusted to the darkness in front of him. He touched his shriveled belly and then the beard on his face, feeling a little confused.

What will he do next?

He tried it, and finally felt a slight sense of detachment, allowing his body to move on its own.

He stood up, walked to the table familiarly, fumbled for a base, and turned a buckle of the base. After a while, sparks jumped, and a green oil lamp in front of him slightly illuminated everything around him with an orange light.

This seems to be a basement? The humidity is mixed with the smell of earth.

Then, holding the oil lamp, he walked toward the stone front porch.

This feeling is very subtle. He can obviously control his hands and feet to make any movements, but he allows his body to react naturally.

It was as if there was an intelligent system under his control that controlled his body.

No, to be precise, it was his mind that controlled his spirituality and body derived from this dream!

He kept walking.

I used the key to open two large thick iron doors, and finally reached the deepest point, where the front was finally open.

It is as big as a classroom, and the surrounding walls are covered with various tools - brands, whips, ropes, pliers, knives...

In the center of this room, there are several iron pillars.

Figures were tied up with chains on the iron pillars.

The oil lamp leaned over, and a delicate face came into view.

Gulu~

His body swallowed, and he couldn't wait to reach out and touch it, and then walked to the next one.

There are seven ‘witches’ in total.

Each one is so beautiful...

"Hehe~~" He looked at the last one with the oil lamp, his eyes suddenly lit up, and his vision wandered around the witch with the oil lamp, "This one is the most beautiful!"

His voice was hoarse, as if his vocal cords were severely damaged.

Finally, he shined the oil lamp on the 'witch's' beautiful face again.

The 'Witch' seemed to be very frightened. Even though her mouth was stuffed with rags, she still made a whining sound and shrank back as hard as she could.

This is Angie!

Lin An saw the reflection of his own figure in An Qi's eyes.

She was wearing a white robe with beautiful lace embroidered with golden thread.

It's almost the same as in reality, except that he's a bit thinner, has a beard on his face, and has an extremely vulgar expression.

No, not only the expression is vulgar, but the movements are also extremely vulgar.

"Hmm~~~"

An Qi trembled and shed tears in despair.

The gloomy life is like this prison, the only light is full of malice, bringing only destruction.