Since The Red Moon Appeared

After looking at each other with his family, Lu Xin walked forward and approached the church step by step.

Compared with the crazy and violent town residents, the church in this gloomy town is unusually quiet. This seems to be the only place where no living things exist. . However, when he got close to this place, he could faintly feel that there were countless invisible ghosts and shadows around his body, which were exaggeratedly revolving around him in a place very close to reality.

Lu Xin could even feel their faces screaming against the tip of his nose, and the feeling of their nails scratching the back of his neck.

But Lu Xin turned a blind eye to them, and just walked slowly to the front of the church, stopped for a while, and then raised his hand...

...knock on the door.

tuk tuk tuk...

He knocked lightly on the dilapidated wooden door of the church, and asked politely:

"Excuse me, is there anyone in there?"

"..."

"..."

The moment the knock on the door sounded, all the illusory shadows suddenly disappeared without a trace, as if frightened.

But Lu Xin just stood calmly in front of the church door.

He didn't knock on the door loudly, and his tone of inquiry was very polite.

After all, my mother said that we should first be courteous and then soldier.

When he knocked on the door, it could be clearly seen that his father was so nervous that his shadow was trembling slightly. Normally, even if he was facing an entire city, he could still have an absolute sense of high status, and he could move the whole city in an instant. But now, facing this small, dilapidated church that seems to collapse with a slight push, I feel a little guilty.

Inside the church, no one responded.

Therefore, after a slight silence, Lu Xin gently raised his hand and pushed the door of the church open.

"Squeak..."

The rough door hinge made a sharp sound, and the cold wind took the opportunity to blow in with Lu Xin's movement of pushing the door.

Lu Xin took a deep breath and walked into the church.

He saw the simple layout inside this small church.

The church is not big, there are only a dozen rows of empty chairs arranged in a compact way in the hall.

Going forward, there is a statue of a god whose upper body is submerged in the darkness, with its head bowed to the left, like a man in despair.

There seems to be no electricity in the church, only three or four rows of stubby white candles are lit under the statue.

With the wind blowing in from outside, the flame of the candle flickered, making the surrounding light messy.

Lu Xin glanced lightly, and saw the only person in the church.

It was an old man in missionary attire, with gray hair, sitting quietly on the third row of benches, bowing his head in prayer.

Also after seeing him, Lu Xin glanced at the statue in front of him.

The eyes that have just adapted to the light in the church can clearly see the appearance of the gods above...

...without facial features.

It was a god without a face.

This old man dressed like a missionary prayed alone to the faceless statue in the empty church.

...

...

"It really is you..."

Before Lu Xin could figure out how to speak to this lonely missionary, an angry voice suddenly appeared behind him.

is the father.

He also followed Lu Xin in the first time, and immediately saw the old man's back.

All of a sudden, fierce hatred shot out from his eyes.

The black shadow around him swept up like a robe being blown up by a strong wind.

Lu Xin could even feel the real hatred in him, pouring out towards the old man frantically.

"I haven't seen you in thirty years, so you are still alive..."

"Back when you betrayed me, attacked me, seized my authority, and ruined my honor, did you ever think that I would come here?"

"..."

Once the father's roar sounded, he couldn't stop it, as angry as... like cursing.

"Were you attacked by him?"

Lu Xin automatically blocked his father's cursing, but caught some interesting secrets from his voice.

This also made him slightly curious, and he was suddenly very interested in his father's past.

"Of course he..."

Father heard Lu Xin's words, and immediately turned to him, but because he was too annoyed, he didn't even have time to change his tone. Even when he was talking to Lu Xin, he could feel obvious annoyance and resentment: "It's this despicable guy, attacked me..."

"Otherwise, how could those humans back then have the ability to hurt me, how could they imprison me..."

"..."

"I……"

The father's roar shook the entire church, as if it was about to fall apart: "I am the king of the night..."

"It was because of his surprise attack that he became a prisoner of the night!"

"..."

"king……"

Lu Xin was slightly surprised. He didn't know before that the ultimate code name contained these subtle changes.

In the name of Ye, he pretended to be a king, what kind of existence should his former father look like?

However, why would such an existence be ambushed, deprived of its honor, and turned into a prisoner?

Thinking about it from another angle, what kind of existence would this missionary who can attack his father be like?

...

...

"I didn't expect you to hide here..."

Just when Lu Xin was curious, his mother sighed softly and walked into the church.

Looking at the old man who was facing the faceless statue, his face actually looked slightly sour. After a while, he said softly:

"When we were the first to arrive, you should be the first to realize your identity and the first to know what to do. We all thought that you would be the ultimate who had the greatest impact on reality, and you might even ascend to the new throne. ..."

"But I didn't expect that you would hide in this place and become what you are now..."

"..."

Lu Xin was slightly curious, and looked at his mother.

From my mother's words, I seem to have heard a lot about the past again.

"well……"

The old man who hadn't reacted to his father's crazy cursing just now let out a long low sigh when he heard what his mother said, and then he turned around slowly: "Hiding here may be the only one I have. Something that feels right.”

"Um?"

Seeing the old man's face, Lu Xin couldn't help being slightly surprised.

The old man's face was constantly changing.

Sometimes it was a crying baby, sometimes it was a numb woman, sometimes it was a sad girl, sometimes it was a guilty teenager, sometimes it was cold and irritable, and sometimes it was violent hatred. These countless different faces overlapped on his face. face.

It seems to be changing all the time, and it seems to be just like that all the time. In fact, there has been no change.

Seeing this old man, Lu Xin didn't feel that he had really seen his true appearance.

There is only one feeling, that he is very weak and very old.

Even when his face looked like a baby who hadn't grown teeth, it gave the impression that it was extremely old.

"you……"

Seeing the old man's appearance, the father was slightly taken aback, and then woke up a little bit.

There was obvious surprise on the mother's face, she took a deep look at him, and then sighed softly:

"It's no wonder that before we came, she still had to make an agreement three chapters, telling us not to hurt you..."

"I didn't expect you to be so weak now..."

"..."

After a slight pause, she frowned, seeming a little curious: "The dignified fire thief, the ultimate pursuit of truth..."

"As the first person to come and recognize your own existence, why are you so weak?"

"..."

"Fire thief?"

Lu Xin's pupils shrank slightly. This old missionary is actually one of the Thirteen Ultimate Fire Stealers?

However, looking at his appearance, it is difficult to connect him with the ultimate.

Because, before he turned around, he gave Lu Xin the feeling that he was even a living person, not a spiritual creature.

"Probably, it's because I was trapped by a problem..."

The old missionary, or rather, the fire thief, didn't hide anything, and answered in a low voice.

"And you?"

Then he looked up at his mother, and said softly, "Pu Ming, have you found the right destiny?"

"Peeping life?"

Lu Xin's heart moved slightly, and he couldn't help looking at his mother again.

At this time, my mother didn't respond to being told her identity was revealed, but her face looked a little sad.

This kind of sadness is similar to that when she mentioned the sword bearer before.

But there is something more than that kind of sadness.

After a long time, she shook her head slightly and said:

"I just made sure that there is no correct fate, every intersection is reasonable..."

"but……"

After a slight pause, she turned her head to look at Lu Xin, her eyes became gentle: "I did find it."

...

...

When mother looked at Lu Xin, the old fire thief also looked at Lu Xin.

There was a gentle smile in his eyes, and he said softly, "Hello."

Lu Xin was slightly taken aback, then nodded to the old man, and politely replied: "Hello."

The old man's smile became more gentle, and he suddenly said, "If in this world, you were asked to choose the most important thing."

"So, what would you choose?"

"..."

"?"

Lu Xin faced this question abruptly, somewhat caught off guard.

He turned his head and glanced at his mother, wanting to tentatively ask if there was a standard answer to this question.

But my mother didn't give me any pointers, and seemed to let me answer his inquiries with peace of mind.

So Lu Xin had no choice but to seriously think about it, looked up at the old man, and replied softly:

"Life."

"..."

The old man's question seemed to be too much to be answered by himself.

Therefore, Lu Xin could only give such a short answer.

In fact, he wanted to say a lot.

For example, living a decent and wealthy life in an orderly and civilized world.

For example, in an orderly and civilized world where everyone is happy, free, safe and interesting, living a relaxed and decent life, and spending money to buy back what you want in a correct way, Or the life of earning your money back.

There needs to be order, there needs to be civilization, and everyone needs to be happy and free.

Even if this kind of life is not perfect, at least it must show people the direction:

If I work hard, I can become rich, but if I don't work hard, I won't be starved to death on the street.

... This is what the old dean told them countless times, life in the pre-civilized era.

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...

Lu Xin's answer was very simple, and he felt that neither of these two words could accurately convey his meaning.

However, the old man seemed to understand and nodded with a smile.

Then he said to his mother: "I never thought that you, who were spying on fate, would find such a simple and unpretentious person."

Mom said lightly: "Too ambitious, it is easy to cause accidents, and it is easy to hurt innocent people."

The old man thought carefully for a while, then smiled and said, "Yes."

While speaking, he stood up gently.

It wasn't until this moment that his eyes swept over his father and the younger sister beside Lu Xin who was carrying a small gray backpack.

There seemed to be some smiles in his eyes, and then he came to the statue and opened a hidden compartment under the statue.

I saw a faint inside, as if there was a black box, thick darkness emanating from the box.

"That'smine……"

When my father saw the box, he let out a suppressed growl from his excited throat.

"So, come on..."

The old man stood quietly in front of the box, his hands drooping naturally, clasped in front of him, and smiled at Lu Xin's family.

In the church, at this moment, boundless and crazy roars suddenly sounded. It seemed that they were on a level very close to reality. Suddenly, there was a violent and sinister monster. Muddy howling.

In this boundless madness, the voice of the old man appeared quiet and calm:

"Let me see if you have the ability to take it back."