Consciousness returns to the body.
As if she had been reborn, Chen Yi took in big breaths and experienced the hard-won ease of breathing.
"Cough, cough!"
Chen Yi coughed violently several times as he inhaled and exhaled air too hard.
Oded's body remained in a kneeling position with his body bent backwards.
Chen Yi kicked him to the ground.
Reaching out to pick up the jellyfish flapping on the ground, Chen Yi glanced at it with commendatory eyes, then smiled and said, "I'll tell you some good things about good people later."
The crimson twin jellyfish narrowed dozens of eyes as if they understood, and stretched out their tentacles.
Unfortunately, Chen Yi, who lacks knowledge in occult science, did not understand the meaning of the current paragraph.
Putting the frustrated jellyfish back into the wooden box, Chen Yi closed the lid and turned to look at the minstrel who had expired.
"You're dead, touch something." As he said that, Chen Yi stepped forward and touched the pocket on his waist without hesitation.
Feeling the furry feeling on her fingertips, Chen Yi took it out and found a ball of wool.
After looking around carefully, I couldn't see anything strange, so Chen Yi threw it aside.
In another pocket, Chen Yi touched something metallic and picked it out. It was a brass dog whistle.
"Yes, when I first saw him, he seemed to be followed by a black dog."
Only then did Chen Yi vaguely remember.
However, he was the only one who came to attack him, and the black dog was nowhere to be seen.
Dog whistles and balls of wool were both useless to him, Chen Yi scratched his head.
Really no good stuff?
Chen Yi touched Oude's last pocket.
Chen Yi touched it with the soft touch of silk. It was obviously linen paper under the silk touch, so he took it out.
It was a palm-sized book with a dark silk cover, with a silent mouth embroidered in the center. Chen Yi opened the first page, and the text was in Yawen.
"The Passion"
After flipping through a few pages at random, Chen Yi was sure that this was a sutra, and it was only a small volume.
Chen Yi planned to turn to the last page and take a look.
The silk book cover was opened, and the last page number of "The Passion" was exposed to the eyes. Chen Yi saw a series of handwritten fonts.
"It's Platinum Manuscript...not Yawen." Chen Yi put it on the table, picked up the rush lamp, and read it carefully.
"My...colleague Oude, this..."Passion" is a forgery of the original scripture given by our Lord. Even if it is a forgery, it also...contains interference... Divination, prophecy, etc., under the guise of 'fate'...the ability to peek, depends on your spirituality."
Below, the star trails are drawn with dark red ink, and the arrangement of the stars is extremely rare.
After barely deciphering the handwriting on the last page, Chen Yi took a breath.
In other words, carrying this scripture can interfere with divination or prophecy... Chen Yi's eyes lit up. This is definitely a good thing and should be called a "mysterious object".
Putting away the small volume of "The Passion", Chen Yi continued to search for useful things on Oude's body.
However, after spending less than half an hour, except for the three silver reeds sewn into the patch and some copper dire change, I couldn't find much usefulness.
Throwing away the minstrel's body, Chen Yi stood up. It was time to dispose of the body.
"It's better to do it now, otherwise it won't be difficult if Hedwig finds out tomorrow." Chen Yi thought to himself.
Even though it was extremely critical not long ago, it actually didn't make much noise.
Pulling up the collar of the corpse, Chen Yi picked up a shovel, carefully opened the door, and dragged it out step by step. Fortunately, Oude did not shed too much blood, otherwise it would be particularly troublesome to clean up.
After untying the wooden bolt, Chen Yi glanced at the alley and saw no sign of anyone coming, so he dragged Oude's body out.
"Where should I throw it? Well... take it and bury it outside the town." Thinking of this, Chen Yi couldn't help but feel glad that his home was not in the center of the town.
Dragging Oude's body, Chen Yi simply carried him on his back, exerted his strength on his calves, and walked quickly in the alley.
Turning left and right, Chen Yi stared at the street corners and alleys carefully, looking left and right.
Da da.
Chen Yi pricked up his ears and vaguely heard the sound of footsteps. His heart skipped a beat, he held his breath and hid in the shadow of the corner.
"Priest, it's over here." The language used was Yawen, which was obviously a pagan. Chen Yi listened carefully, "The divination has not been disturbed."
Chen Yi was startled, her hands sweating while holding the handle of the shovel.
Are they looking for this minstrel again? !
Because they put down the scripture, they were able to divine his location...
Chen Yi felt a little awkward. She knew she should have brought the scripture with her at that time.
Da da...
The footsteps were getting closer and closer. Chen Yi pressed his whole back against the wall, fearful.
Suddenly, Chen Yi heard them walking past the corner of the alley and took a look.
One was a man who looked like he was reading, and the other, through the moonlight, Chen Yi could see clearly was Isa, the officiant.
They walked a few steps and then stopped. Chen Yi's heart tightened, and the leader took out a gold coin from his arms, which was particularly dazzling under the moonlight.
He wants to divine...
However, just when his eyes were focused on the gold coins, Priest Isa suddenly turned around.
Chen Yi was frightened and hurriedly retracted his head.
Priest Isa's eyes paused.
"There is no need for divination. It may be disturbed again. It should be nearby. Let's look for it again." Priest Isa spoke quickly.
The lieutenant looked at Priest Isa, nodded, and held the gold coin in his hand.
Seeing the two figures gradually disappearing, Chen Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief.
.....................
the next day.
After cleaning up the blood stains all night long, Chen Yi slept until almost noon before being woken up by Hedwig.
His younger sister stared at him with a dissatisfied look on her face, which made Chen Yi furious.
"What's wrong?"
"Today we have morning prayers," Hedwig said.
As she said this, Chen Yi also remembered that today was Monday, and it was indeed time to go to the icon for morning prayers.
Chen Yi sighed and had no choice but to apologize to Hedwig.
"If you miss it just once...it'll be fine." Chen Yi paused, muttered Nawusuo in a low voice, and opened his spiritual eyes, "I brought some documents back home to sort them out last night. I'm too tired."
"Is this so..." Hedwig's frowning eyebrows were relieved, "Don't be too tired, brother."
"Have you prayed in the morning?" Chen Yi said, getting out of bed.
"Yeah." Hedwig nodded.
"Are you reciting a hymn?" Seeing Hedwig nod again, Chen Yi knew what she was singing, "'Where is the Lord'?"
It is a hymn for children to learn and is widely circulated.
[Lord, are you with us? Can you hear the singing? It is the world where all the suffering people sing together...]
As soon as Chen Yi remembered it, the tune naturally jumped to his ears.
After a brief lunch, Chen Yi went out and rushed to the prison. Today I have to be on duty from noon to afternoon.
Pushing open the door of the warden's room, Xisen came up to him and told him: "Those true believers are going to be sent away."
Chen Yi was stunned for a moment and asked: "When, tomorrow?"
"No, we will leave later in the afternoon. If you want, you can go see them for the last time... Well, I know you have a better relationship with them." Xisen shrugged.
"Thank you, Xisen." After Chen Yi thanked him, he didn't hesitate and turned around to go to the cell.
Stepping into the corridor, Chen Yi heard Christopher calling him to stop.
"Child, we are being sent away," the priest said gently.
Chen Yi nodded, walked over, squatted down, and faced the priest who was sitting cross-legged.
"Father, I just learned..."
"I'm counting the time. The pagan pilgrimage day is coming soon, and we should be taken to the holy land." Christopher's tone was steady, without any fear of death.
Of course Chen Yi remembered what he said before.
"Father, do you really want it?" he asked subconsciously.
Christopher smiled and didn't answer much.
"Okay." Chen Yi murmured.
Under the warm sunlight, dust can be seen floating in the generally peaceful prison.
"Child... you are Raymond's nephew." Christopher said suddenly, his eyes staring at Chen Yi, "I believe in Raymond, and I believe in you."
Christopher's inexplicable words made Chen Yi prick up his ears.
"What's wrong, Father?"
"I want to teach you...my ancient saying." Christopher said in a calm voice: "Nora Rich, it means: salvation."
