There was countless confusion on Lomea's face.
She raised her face and looked directly at herself.
Chen Yin reached out and rubbed her head and smiled.
"What are you thinking about?" Chen Yin asked.
"Nothing..." Lomea whispered.
Chen Yin knew that Miss Pepper was still worried about her wavering faith. For the spirit envoy, this was the most panicked and helpless time.
He loves her, so if he tries to put himself in her shoes, he can understand the psychology.
Chen Yin put his hands on her shoulders and kissed her forehead as usual. These days, he was used to doing this. Oh, she was used to it too, and she didn't react at all.
"It's okay, Luo Mei, it's okay, I still love you." Chen Yin lowered his voice.
"I know...Sir, I know...and so do I." Lomea hugged him and leaned his forehead against him.
The two of them leaned together like this for a while, until Chen Yin put down the hands on her shoulders.
After she stuck her cheek on Chen Yin's neck, she also moved her body away.
"You know, Luomea, when we love each other, we try to understand each other." Chen Yin said softly.
"I just heard this now...it makes sense, sir."
"Love is the prerequisite for understanding." Chen Yin touched Luomea's hand, "This is what I learned from the process of loving you."
Luomea's face turned red and she said softly: "...I only know...I have always been thinking about you."
Chen Yin patted the back of her hand and gently let go.
Turning around, Chen Yin picked up the water jar given by Hamuzai, which contained the blood of Saint Venakana.
Shake the jug and you can hear the liquid sloshing around.
Listening to the voice, Chen Yin remembered the description in the scriptures.
Saint Venacana cut his wrists and bled, and the sacred silver blood flowed into the river, which was given to the righteous and the evil, to the common people and the nobles...
Chen Yin stared at the old jug.
Maybe I can use this blood in a ceremony someday.
Just like the previous two psychic rituals.
At this time, Qin Duyiner, who was driving the carriage, suddenly spoke up.
"Lord, there is a church ahead."
"Which church?"
"The ring cathedral, I heard the elders describe its appearance." Qin Duyin'er said slowly.
Ring cathedral?
Chen Yin suddenly remembered that the madman from the Temple of Misery was here.
At that time, I used Christopher's blood to perform a spiritual ritual, but was disturbed by the spiritual jellyfish, and my soul was dragged into the ancient holy city.
At that time, he came to the ringed cathedral and faced Mad John's questions, which almost drove him into madness.
Chen Yin raised his hand and stared at the spiritual eyes with his palms closed.
Nawusuo...
The old saying goes "fraud".
After he returned from hell, understood "salvation" and gained a trace of the supreme and holy breath, the ancient saying "deception" never bothered him again.
The dead soul of "Fraud" seemed to be sleeping.
"Asleep?" Chen Yin suddenly sneered.
It wasn't just sleeping, it was the "deceitful" dead soul that was afraid of him.
Afraid of the pure golden flame, afraid of the supreme and holy breath.
"Christopher said that to understand the ancient sayings of the True Arabic language is to understand their divinity... I have already fully understood the divinity of 'salvation', so... the divinity of 'deception'... is it just based on the Lord's Do you want to commit fraud in the name of others?" Thinking of this, Chen Yin gave a negative answer in his heart, "...That would be too shallow."
But...what exactly is the divinity of "fraud"?
Maybe... I can look for "fraud" as the supreme and holy person... to look for the dead soul in the ancient saying?
This is a good idea.
"Lord...I smell danger..." Qin Duyin'er's voice came from outside the carriage.
"I know that there is a madman guarding there." Chen Yin paused and then said: "That madman is related to Saint Madre."
"The saint who caused the proliferation of heretical suffering temples?" Qin Duyin'er's tone was a little surprised, "Our grandma said that the greatest achievement of that saint in his life was also his biggest fault in his life. He popularized the Lord's teachings. To the shamers, dwarves, and orcs of the south...and the Lord's teachings were twisted in their hands."
Chen Yin did not express his position.
Because he knew the true identity of the Lord of Suffering, and knew that he was actually Hedwig from the future.
So things are by no means as simple as Qin Duyin'er said.
"Stop here first, Qindu Yin'er." Chen Yin ordered, "I have something to do."
Chen Yin plans to look at the ancient saying "deception" now to look for the dead soul hidden in "deception".
Qindu Yin'er didn't ask any more questions, and nodded as he was told. He didn't continue to approach the circular cathedral, but took the reins and stopped on the cobblestone avenue.
Chen Yin stood up and patted Luomea, who was still feeling disappointed.
"I'm going to open my spiritual eyes." Chen Yin said softly in her ear.
Lomea cheered up and said softly: "I understand, sir."
Then, she sat inside, a little further away from Chen Yin.
Chen Yin raised his palm slightly, and the illusory spiritual vision eyes in his palm slowly opened their eyelids.
A pure golden flame ignited from the child's hole, and a trace of the supreme and holy breath lingered in the heart of the flame.
Chen Yin softly recited the ancient saying "deception".
"Nawusuo..."
In the bright golden firelight, Chen Yin closed his eyes and only used his spiritual eyes to catch the ancient saying "deception"
Nawusuo.
A string of ancient mysterious characters jumped into the sight of the spiritual eye.
Chen Yin stared at the string of characters.
Between the fonts, Chen Yin smelled the smell of pale showers.
Chen Yin stared at the string of characters and saw a short figure passing by.
A dirty and violent dead soul, trying his best to hide among the ancient words.
"Come out." Chen Yin's voice was very low.
The ancient saying "fraud" trembles softly.
"I can destroy you at any time."
Chen Yin's voice did not rise, and his tone was extremely dull.
The "Fraud" character is stuck and motionless.
After a while, a man of mixed blood between goblin and human crawled out from under a font. He was dressed in a ridiculous way.
In the eyes of the dead soul, he saw a huge illusory eye of spiritual vision, with golden flames shining in the hole.
The dead soul trembled all over and managed a friendly smile.
He looked at the fire carefully, feeling very fearful in his heart. However... what if this flame could destroy himself and be used by him...
Before Chen Yin could speak, the dead soul knelt down beside the ancient characters, gathered all his thoughts, and shouted diligently and fearfully: "Honored, noble sir...I am really sorry that I have offended you. I'm really sorry for sneaking into your dreams and bringing you bad memories. To express my apology, I have to ask you... is there anything you want? I can give you anything, anything. Can I give you..."
In the firelight, Chen Yin could see through the dead soul's words at a glance that "I can give you anything." It was just deception. He almost deceived himself in his dream dozens of days ago, and now he actually plans to By deceiving himself, it can be said that he is doing his duty.
"Are you the dead soul of 'Fraud'?" Chen Yin's voice was cold.
The dead soul spread his hands, lowered his head, slowly knelt on the ground, and continued to say sincerely: "Dear Sir... I am willing to kiss your ring and the back of your hand, and offer you my humble loyalty and peace, today. Before, I have been trembling and tossing and turning in begging for your forgiveness. After today, if you are willing, I can offer you the utmost respect."
Chen Yin ignored any of his attentive words.
In the firelight, Chen Yin simply asked: "What is the understanding of 'fraud'?"
