Lord of Deception

"Brother Su, are you always so boring when handling cases and tracking down intelligence?"

Just coming out of a small border town, Yu Ziqing couldn't help but ask questions.

This small town, like the one Yu Ziqing entered before, is almost in a state of semi-paralysis. There is also a thatched house area here.

Moreover, this small town has also been visited by the high priest of Baiyang Evil Sacrifice. The high priest took away the so-called most pious family from the thatched house area here.

These days, they were running around non-stop. Yu Ziqing learned a lot from Su Li, but the process of tracking down intelligence was really boring.

Especially for a low-status spy like Su Li, it was even more tiring and he had no particularly valuable clues.

The serious senior spies are not called spies, they are called shadow envoys. Some even dare to put it on the bright side and really go to the capital city of the great earthquake as members of a country's envoys.

It is not an exaggeration to say that there is valuable information everywhere.

It's a pity that Su Li couldn't go to that kind of place before, and he can't go now even more.

After following Yu Ziqing's busy work these days, he also began to discover some problems, and he increasingly felt that if he followed Yu Ziqing's path, he might really discover something remarkable.

Even without these, what he observed about Yu Ziqing and his party was not a small gain. He always felt that the guy who called himself Qing Ziyu had something wrong with him.

It's very strange. He knows a lot of unpopular things, but he doesn't understand a lot of simple things. His behavior is even weirder, different from other people he has met.

But these are not important. As long as he can find a big piece of information, take revenge on Bai Yang's evil ways, and finally get a method to restore his broken arm from Qing Ziyu, a method that he can bear, then everything will be perfect.

Su Li felt that it was no longer important who Qing Ziyu was before, at least she was his friend now.

More than a month has passed.

They traveled tens of thousands of miles along the southern border of the Great Earthquake and visited dozens of cities, only to discover to their horror that Baiyang Evil Priest had almost occupied this line.

Almost all the bottom-level connections from the earthquake to Dali were cut off by Baiyang evil way.

And then, they traced the news that the troops at the border were all transferred away by the high-level officials of Daquake.

Because civil strife broke out inside the Great Earthquake, the Great Earthquake was divided into two parts: the East and the West. There were almost no people in the West, and people were active in the East. Now for some reason, civil strife broke out in the north and south of the East. The rebels were coming fiercely. The rebels were reduced to a pot of porridge in the center.

At this point, no one has the heart to take care of the Baiyang evil way that harms civilians on the southern border.

Even Su Li and Yu Ziqing, based on the countless low-level information that they have found, are basically certain that the Baiyang Evil Sacrifice this time is different from the last time. They have definitely been developing secretly for a long time.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to quietly capture dozens of cities within thousands of miles of the southern border of the earthquake in such a short period of time.

Now, as long as the city flag is changed, both in name and in reality, they will be captured together, directly dividing the territory and splitting the land.

This news will shock those who are busy fighting for power and gain, and I am afraid they will not pay attention to it.

If you pay attention to it, you won't have the energy to care about it. The throne may be lost. Who will care about those evil ways that have always only harmed the common people.

Unless the Holy Mother of the White Sun appears in public and is already at the eighth or ninth level.

Su Li has already sent the found information back to Dali, but has not yet received a reply.

"Let's continue to investigate and find out where they took the believers they took away. Something big must be happening."

…

In the snow-covered mountains, believers wearing white robes walked through the air and entered a cave one after another.

The interior of the cave has long been hollowed out, and the space extends in all directions and is very large.

The sound of chanting sutras turned into whispers, filling every inch of space here.

All the devout believers who were brought here have separate residences here, and meals are provided on time every day. However, all conditions are good or bad, and those believers need to compete. The most devout people will naturally have the best conditions. Okay, every seven days, the laggards are kicked out.

Sister-in-law Li and Bai Gou were placed in a small courtyard. They even had separate rooms.

After so many days, their family has never fallen to the last place, but as more and more people are eliminated and left to fend for themselves in the snow, they are only half a month away from being the last place.

Sister-in-law Li's eyes were red. She no longer needed to read scriptures when she was chanting. She was chanting sutras anytime and anywhere. Even when she was sleeping, she was still mumbling to herself.

White Dog can't compare to Sister-in-law Li, but he has been chanting sutras all the time when he is awake.

But even so, their family is still in danger.

Bai Gou still can't figure it out. There is no one more pious than his family. Why does his family still fall at the bottom of the rankings every seven days and is in danger?

After the meal was distributed, Bai Gou still liked to squat at the door and eat with a bowl in his hands, but without that silly guy, he couldn't see that he was eating so deliciously. Although the food was better, it didn't feel as delicious anymore.

After Bai Gou finished his meal and was about to go back, the high priest with a smile and a warm face came over with his hands in his arms.

The white dog quickly bowed awkwardly, and the high priest responded with a warm smile, giving him a hint of encouragement.

The white dog felt some courage inexplicably and barked.

"Lord High Priest."

"Oh, White Dog, what's the matter?" The high priest's smile became more and more warm, which made White Dog's anxiety dissipate a lot.

"Master High Priest, can I ask a question?"

"Of course. It is my responsibility to answer the questions of Our Lady's believers."

"I... I want to ask, my mother, even when she is sleeping, is chanting, and I never dare to slack off, serving the Holy Mother every day when I open my eyes, why... why does our family always have the highest ranking? later?"

Bai Gou was full of anxiety, always feeling that he was questioning the high priest, but this doubt had trapped him for a long time, making him more and more anxious.

"Master High Priest, is our family not pious enough?"

The high priest looked at him with a smile, stretched out a hand and touched his head.

"Have you begun to hear the guidance of Our Lady?"

"Okay... It seems so. I often hear someone chanting sutras in my ears, but I don't know who it is."

"Then this is not your problem. You are a good boy. Your devotion to Our Lady, Our Lady has heard it and responded to you."

Bai Gou understood the meaning of this sentence.

This is his mother's problem.

"But, my mother is the most pious person here." Bai Gou was a little anxious. In his opinion, this was the most undisputed point.

The high priest said slowly with a trace of pity in his eyes.

"Yes, your mother is the most religious person I have ever met.

But her piety is only to bring you and your family enough food, warm clothes, and a house to shelter from the wind.

She is most pious, but not to the Virgin Mary. "

Bai Gou stood there blankly. He didn't quite understand, but he only understood the last sentence and was greatly shocked.

But he also believed that this high priest, who was kind to people and the nicest person, would definitely not lie to him.

When he came to his senses, the high priest had already left.

He returned home in despair and looked at his mother who was a little crazy and chanting sutras numbly for a long time.

He stopped chanting for half a day, but the sound of chanting in his ears became clearer and clearer.

His bewildered expression slowly dissipated, and his confused eyes regained their light, full of determination.

He left the shrine where he was chanting sutras, went to his mother's room, took out the bloody wooden thorn, and walked towards the shrine step by step.

As he walked, he murmured to himself, the determination in his eyes never wavering again.

“A mother’s devotion is not to the Blessed Virgin, and that’s not right.

Our family is the most devoted to Our Lady, no one can compare with us.

We give everything we have without asking for anything in return or mercy, just to serve Our Lady.

Our family is the most religious.

I am the most pious..."

He walked to the shrine and pierced the blood-stained wooden thorn into the back of his mother's heart.

Blood spurted out, covering his hands, and the sound of chanting in his ears suddenly became louder, filled with power that shocked the soul.

His eyes were stained with blood, and he could no longer see the complicated look in his mother's eyes when she turned her head, nor could he see the way his mother gave up resistance.

At this time, he began to speak and chant.

The entire cave began to resound with his chanting. Amidst the madness, it was filled with solemnity and sacredness that could not be shaken.

After a while, the white dog walked out of the house with a wooden thorn in his hand.

Outside the door of the house, the ground was full of people kneeling respectfully. The high priest stood there, holding a crown of thorns in his hand and standing there with a smile.

Behind White Dog, at some point, his father, his mother, his sister, and even all his previous dead family members all appeared. They knelt there and worshiped White Dog.

The high priest stepped forward and placed the crown of thorns on the white dog's head.

Then he retreated again, knelt down respectfully, and paid homage with respect and joy on his face.

The sharp thorns of the crown of thorns pierced the white dog's scalp and penetrated into his skull. However, he remained motionless despite the terrible pain and allowed the blood to flow from his face.

The blood stained the crown of thorns into blood color, and then turned into pure white.

The gurgling blood was like a stream, washing away everything on the white dog, the dirt on him, his long hair, his beard, his clothes, his rough skin...

Everything disappeared, and the blood turned into a bloody robe, draped around his body.

Bai Gou closed his eyes slightly, and his newly grown hair was automatically tied into a bun. His cheeks were like jade, and his skin was like ice and snow, with a slight white light. His beauty made people feel close to each other at the first sight, but at the same time, it made people feel close to each other. People are in awe and dare not approach.

The white dog slowly opened his eyes, and the high priest below immediately knelt down excitedly.

"My subordinate, Liu Xin, would like to welcome the Holy Mother."