At 11:30 noon, Agnes and her mother walked out of the church.
"Little Agnes, remember to ask your mother to give you some medicine to relieve muscle soreness or give you a massage. After all, your mother is a professional doctor."
Ms. Jones looked at Agnes' somewhat stiff walking posture and said with a smile.
"Okay, Olivia, I will. We are going back." The mother helplessly rubbed Agnes's hair and said to Ms. Jones.
"Okay. Mariana, I hope to see you in church next month." Ms. Jones said, the smile on her face reduced.
"I will definitely do it," my mother said seriously.
...
In the afternoon, her mother specially prepared potion for Agnes to take a bath. After her mother's massage, Agnes finally felt like she was alive again.
"It won't be so painful when you get used to it." Her mother said with a smile while massaging Agnes.
"How long will it take to get used to it?" Agnes buried her face in the pillow and lamented.
Mother couldn't help laughing.
"Mom, you're still laughing at me." Agnes couldn't help turning over and looking at her mother and complained.
"Actually, it's just because you rarely exercise before that you find it unbearable."
"Mom, it's not like you don't know-" Agnes paused and did not continue. The mother also fell silent, and the joyful atmosphere just now was gone.
"Mr. Conti told me that the prisoner's potion can allow me to master many criminal skills, such as using wire to open locks, digging tunnels with spoons, and even killing people with any objects I can get. In the subsequent training, he will let me gradually master these skills. ." Agnes said, changing the topic.
"This is necessary training." Mother said calmly.
"I understand, mother." Agnes said dullly.
"What's the matter? My Agnes," my mother asked gently.
"I just, I just don't feel used to it." Agnes sat up and buried her head in her mother's arms. The girl appears smaller than her peers due to chronic illness.
Mother touched Agnes's head and gently comforted her. After a long time, Agnes's voice came:
"I know that my mother actually doesn't want me to become an extraordinary person if she doesn't have any other choice."
The mother sighed and hugged Agnes tightly.
...
Agnes sat at the desk and spread out the black notebook with a pressed rose-like pattern on the cover. The sunshine outside the window has gradually dimmed, but a red cloud is reflected on the horizon. Agnes lit the oil lamp on the table.
"January 22, 1328"
"I took the 'Prisoner' potion today. My physical fitness has been greatly enhanced. However, the failure of meditation taught by Mr. Conti may be related to lack of spirituality." Agnes turned to a new page and wrote. The tip of the pen scratched the paper, and Agnes turned over the page, looking at the ink on the next page and sighing.
Agnes then wrote a sentence on the next line.
"The mind is a prisoner of the body, and the body is a prisoner of the world. Therefore, use reason, body, and even the world to restrain your spiritual desires and madness, and do not indulge them at non-critical moments. This is what Mr. Conti told me motto, he demanded that I should never forget it."
Agnes thought for a moment, tore off the next page, folded the paper perpendicular to the horizontal line, and wrote in the larger part:
“It’s not about mastering, it’s about digesting.”
"It's not digging, it's acting."
"The name of the potion is not only a symbol, but also an image. It is also the key to 'digestion'."
This sentence came to Agnes's mind when Mr. Conti told her the motto. It seemed to have existed in her brain, but Agnes still couldn't remember where she knew it. talk. She vaguely remembered that this should be called "acting method", which could help her digest the potion. And there is no doubt that the motto Mr. Conte tells himself is key to playing "Prisoner."
Agnes looked at the warning words written by Mr. Conti before and circled "desire".
What is desire? Agnes believes that desire is a requirement produced by human nature to achieve a certain purpose. Currently, Agnes believes that her most prominent desire is to live well, but Agnes does not know how to restrain this desire. Add some qualifiers, such as living harmoniously and happily with your family? You should still choose something a little simpler. For example, Mr. Conte’s fighting training is so tiring that I can’t even think about it. This desire is easy to restrain, just keep going. But this is not a long-term solution. After all, the fighting class should end after reaching the standard. The desire may even disappear after the rejection of the fighting class disappears. You still need to find your own desire that always exists and needs to be restrained.
As for binding the spirit, in a way that's what Agnes took the prisoner's potion for.
"To a certain extent, actually being a prisoner in prison for a period of time may help me sum up the rules of acting early, but my parents would definitely not agree.
"In fact, if I directly show the church that I know the acting method, there is nothing difficult to explain. Just tell them directly that it comes from my dream. However, Mr. Conti, as a former temperance person, should also know the acting method, but he He didn't tell me the acting method directly, which means that this method of digesting magic potion should be regarded as a secret in the church that cannot be directly disclosed? You can't ask him directly, you can inquire about it indirectly.
"The most important thing is to ask Mr. Conti how he digests the prisoner's potion. However, you still have to summarize the rules of the role yourself. Maybe it would be better to ask him about his experience after taking the potion?"
Agnes looked at it for a while, tore the paper into small pieces, stuffed it into her mouth, and swallowed it.
Agnes stood up, walked to the full-length mirror, and carefully observed herself in the mirror. The girl was still thin, weak, and pale, and she seemed to have no change from before.
She shook her hands. The hands were not big, and they were so thin that you could see the obvious joints. The blue veins on the back of the hands were clearly visible, and some even bulged slightly when she raised her fingers. The nails lacked blood color and looked unhealthy pale. But these hands used the strength of an adult man in today's test.
"Mr. Conti requires that my strength and endurance should reach the standard of strength and endurance that a 'prisoner' should have. What is the specific standard? Remember that the maximum strength of an adult male can reach more than 440 pounds. Is this the value?" Angni Si thought with some confusion.
"In addition, I seemed to hear some strange roaring sounds after taking the potion today. In my memory, this kind of sound is usually made by high-sequence people on the same path, and there seems to be some problem with the existence of the top of the prisoner sequence? Unfortunately, I still can’t remember the specific situation. But it seems that those roars have a relatively slight impact on me. Is it because my current sequence is low?”
"Alas, there are more and more problems."
"Forget it, go to bed." Agnes left the mirror.
