I Know This God

This is a strange road, there is no end to the call, the sun and the moon are not there, the blue bird is extinct, and it is as desolate as a dream.

Zhang Chuyi was walking along this road. He didn't remember where he came from or where he was going. He only knew that he was walking stupidly on this road.

Between heaven and earth, there seemed to be light, but there seemed to be none. He could only see the road under his feet.

The surrounding area seemed to be covered by a layer of mist, my eyes could not penetrate, and I didn't know what scenery was around the road.

Unable to see the front and the way, Zhang Chuyi didn't even know why he had such a thought. He just knew how to move forward.

The road under your feet is sometimes wide and sometimes narrow.

I don't know how long he walked, he finally stopped and stood at a fork.

A path is pure and white, exuding a breath of intimacy, and people can't help but want to pass.

The other road is unpretentious, like an ordinary trail in the country, and full of mud after the rain.

He raised his foot, wanting to embark on that white road.

But for some reason, there was always a thought deep in his mind that kept his feet from falling.

He retracted, trying to set foot on the muddy trail.

But there seemed to be a mysterious power that prevented him from stepping forward.

He was confused, he didn't know, and suddenly many fragments disappeared in his mind.

But at this moment, I don't know where, a voice came.

"Smelly boy, if you are really ruthless, then cultivate the holy light and fire and cultivate your own way!"

He looked up and looked at the endless fog.

He thought the voice was familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

He stood at the socket, lost in thought.

...

Outside the ward, two of the seven seven-star life-saving lamps had been turned off.

Two days have passed.

Song Qianqian stayed by the bed, she was injured, but now she became weaker and more emaciated.

Li Changsheng asked her to rest, but she refused.

She was going to be guarding here, looking at Zhang Chuyi's heartbeat frequency, which had never changed, and his eyes that had never been opened.

Outside the door, Li Changsheng watched this scene, and didn't bother to go in.

He sighed, but he could only sigh and turned to leave.

Next to him, Chen Minghui followed closely.

"Is there no news from the Holy See?" Li Changsheng asked.

Chen Minghui nodded: "Not yet, as if the Pope didn't even know about it."

"It stands to reason that Zhang Chuyi took the inheritance of Jesus. No matter what, he couldn't do nothing at all."

Li Changsheng listened quietly and nodded: "Continue to stare. If there is any movement on the side of the Holy See, you must come over and report to me."

"Yes."

...

Holy See of the Holy See.

Below the sea of ​​faith, in front of the idol of Jehovah.

The current Pope Peter X has a sullen face, and when he looks at Anna and Ferry who are kneeling down below, veins appear.

"In other words, not only did Zhang Chuyi get the inheritance of Jesus, with the holy light and fire, but also you haven't caught him and asked him to save Minghui?"

"Not only that, but on the way to arresting Zhang Chuyi, hurting civilians around the cathedral, causing my Vatican's reputation to plummet?"

"I have only been out for a few days, and you have caused so much mess for me!"

Below, Anna and Fury trembled slightly, full of fear.

"The Pope calms down!"

Anna persisted very hard, she was just a martial emperor, and the pope was full of anger now, even if the pope did not deliberately control, the power emanating from him was like a heavy burden on her, and she couldn't breathe for a while.

"Pope, even so, we are not without opportunities."

"Minghui has already scratched Zhang Chuyi with the dagger of the holy light. He still has the fire of holy light on his body, so he will not be able to escape the fate of being converted by faith."

"If not, he has only one death, and he is in love with us!"

The pope snorted coldly: "Then I ask you, when Zhang Chuyi was scratched by the dagger of the light."

Anna swallowed, and said, "The Mosque, it happened five days ago."

The pope said again: "Five days, I did not see the news of Zhang Chuyi's death, and second did not see Zhang Chuyi coming to the Holy See to take refuge in us, you said, five days is not enough time for Zhang Chuyi to be completely eroded!"

The pope roared, causing the two of them to creep lower.

"The Pope is forgiving. According to the latest news, two days ago, the Monkey King of the Eastern God Monkey King Sun Wukong projected the lower realm and hanged himself for Zhang Chuyi, so there is no news yet." Fury said in a panic.

"What?" The Pope gritted his teeth, "The Sea of ​​Faith in Kyushu, can actually withstand the lower realm of the phantom of the gods?"

The lower realm of the projection of the gods needs to consume the faith in the sea of ​​faith to maintain, and it costs them a lot.

And the sea of ​​faith in Kyushu has only just formed for half a year, and it is simply not enough to support the consumption of the lower realm of the projection of the gods.

"Then the sea of ​​belief in the gods of Kyushu collapsed?" the Pope asked.

Furui looked ugly, he hesitated: "This...no. The Monkey King projection of the lower realm is extremely short, and he hasn't used any too powerful magical powers, so the sea of ​​faith in Kyushu has almost been consumed, but it hasn't collapsed yet. "

The pope convulsed with anger: "Then what do you say about this? Be angry with me?"

The pope scolded.

Friby went even lower, and almost his entire body had to stick to the ground.

"That was not what I meant!"

"The Pope, the dagger of the holy light, the **** of war can be hurt, unless the **** is really in the lower realm, there is no solution at all."

"I only heard that the Great Sage Qitian used any method to suspend Zhang Chuyi's life. This has been unsuccessful until now, and I ask the Pope to stay calm."

The Pope's expression eased a little: "Will you be able to hang Zhang Chuyi's life forever?"

Fury quickly denied: "Please rest assured, the Pope, there are still five days, Zhang Chuyi will undoubtedly die!"

Hearing this, the pope's face finally looked better, and he slowly said, "Get up."

Ferry and Anna stood up in fear.

The pope sighed, then looked at Fury: "Leave aside Zhang Chuyi. In the previous battle, you injured too many civilians, which had a great impact on the prestige of the Holy See. If you don't punish you, it is difficult for the civilians to be angry."

"I want you to hang in the British Cathedral and be nailed to the cross for ten days to pay for your sins."

Fury's face changed drastically, but he dared not say anything.

"Yes."

Then, the pope looked at Anna again.

"I asked you to stare at Zhang Chuyi and Minghui, but in the end you let them run away. I look at your eyes, so don't worry."

As soon as the voice fell, Anna's two eyeballs suddenly burst open, and the eye sockets suddenly became two blood holes, and the blood shed like tears.

Anna's body trembled violently with pain, but she did not dare to scream at all, so she gritted her teeth and saluted the Pope: "Thank the Pope for not killing."