Before nightfall, Captain Hook was captured by Jean Doyle. Under the hypnotic spell of the Queen of Black Robes, Captain Hook revealed the location of the little fairy Tin Ling and Little Ling'er, who was hidden in a shrine in the monastery. When he was rescued, he realized that he was being imprisoned instead of being invited as a guest.
When the little fairy saw the seriously injured Peter Pan, she was immediately panicked, and her innocent tears fell one after another. Then, under the incredible eyes of everyone, the little fairy's tears healed Peter Pan, and Peter Pan had It jumped up vigorously and flew into the air.
"How else do you think I get beaten all this time!" Peter Pan seemed quite proud of this and said with a laugh.
The only one among the people who didn't show surprise was Chen Yi. He had read the fairy tale and remembered that the little fairy's tears could heal people again and again.
If there is a discrepancy between the original fairy tale and what I remember, it does not prevent the scene in this fairy tale kingdom from being subject to the memory of the visitor.
Chen Yi looked up at the sky. Under the moonlit night, there were layers of clouds in the distance. They were neither thick nor soft. The night sky pushed the clouds closer and closer.
He thought of Bishop Benedict, the demon unconscious and now imprisoned in the monastery.
After the war, everyone began to cheer for victory. Peter Pan proposed that everyone should be guests on Neverland. After fighting together, he said that he could make an exception and allow adults to board Neverland. Well, not many people agreed with this proposal. .
"Besides, Peter Pan, there is nothing to entertain adults on Neverland." The little girl said as she wiped the dust off her face.
Peter Pan snorted and jumped from mid-air to the ground with the little fairy.
The queen in black robes raised her eyebrows and spread her hands, "If you can come to my castle, oh, believe me, my stupid king and I will give you the best reception. It will be a rare feast."
"Just stay where you are, I think everyone is in the best mood right now." Princess Lettuce said at this time, and the others nodded after listening to her words.
"What do you think? Sir." Luomea touched Chen Yi and said.
Chen Yi gave the choice to everyone and let everyone vote.
In the end, most people agreed with Princess Lettuce's suggestion, and everyone celebrated on the spot, setting up the iron pot and oven, just like every night of the adventure before, but with more lavishness.
The discussion about celebration was thus settled.
However, the Happy Prince seemed to have something to say, and the swallows above him kept chirping.
The Happy Prince looked around at everyone, thought for a while, and asked in a low voice: "After this, where will we go on adventures?"
Everyone suddenly fell into silence.
Then, Princess Lettuce turned her head first and faced Chen Yi, who was holding a long sword. Others also looked at him in unison.
"You are our backbone," Princess Rapunzel paused, "What do you think, sir."
Everyone nodded.
The black-robed queen gracefully performed the royal salute and said, "I will do whatever you want, sir."
The Happy Prince held the swallow and smiled.
Peter Pan, who had always been proud, could not help but shine with his eyes, waiting for Chen Yi to tell him a location.
"Hey, do you want to go on any adventure? We can do anything. Those sailors have escaped, and if we get on their warships, we can go to sea and go further." The little girl fired her musket and said excitedly .
Chen Yi looked around at the faces of every fairy tale character. Their faces were full of expectations. In this fairy tale kingdom where good and evil are divided into two categories, every kind person he met was rewarded.
"But, I shouldn't go anywhere anymore." His words were plain but unshakable.
Almost every partner was stunned for a moment. Next to Chen Yi, Lomea, who was originally immersed in joy, lowered his head slightly.
"You mean..." The little girl hesitated, she couldn't believe it.
"It's time for me to leave." Chen Yi said softly.
Everyone fell silent. After an unknown amount of time, the queen in black robes slapped her head and pretended that she suddenly remembered something to celebrate. Then everyone broke out of the silence, looked at each other, smiled, and talked enthusiastically about the recent battle.
So, the celebration began.
The little girl sprinkled gunpowder onto the stacked wooden branches, and the flames immediately rose. She added so much gunpowder that it made an explosion sound, which shocked everyone. Then they saw the fire rising up, as bright as daytime. Same, couldn't help laughing.
Around the bonfire, Princess Rapunzel, with her long hair cut off, sang happily. The music she learned was melodious and cheerful. Romea and Qinduir sat next to Princess Rapunzel, swaying slightly to the singing.
The little fairy danced in the air along with the singing, and the fairy powder sprinkled by her wings fell on the heels of the black-robed queen.
The queen in black robes screamed in panic. She stepped on the fairy powder and flew up. Although the time was short, it still scared the queen. After she fell down, she glared at the little fairy fiercely. The latter cast an apologetic look, and the queen in black robe reluctantly forgave her.
Peter Pan laughed happily at the Queen in Black, and the two almost quarreled, but their resentment was quickly resolved into joy.
Amid the laughter, the Happy Prince took the swallow's feet and raised his hand to receive some fairy powder. He also flew up, together with his friends. He held his belly, and his sapphire eyes reflected the firelight. He had never been like this before. Be happy.
Chen Yi looked at these fairy tale characters. They were so happy and enjoying the happiness they deserved in the story.
Unconsciously, the celebration reached the middle stage, and the atmosphere calmed down slightly. Everyone was chatting and waiting for the next round of laughter that would start from nowhere.
Chen Yi stood up silently and informed everyone that he would leave the table for a while.
Under the silent moonlit night, Chen Yi went to the monastery.
Most of the monks took refuge because of the riot. In the hall, long rows of tables and chairs stood quietly. Chen Yi saw a monk who did not leave. He stood under the icon and prayed with his hands clasped together.
Chen Yi sat on the bench.
“Who are you praying for?”
When the monk put down his hands, Chen Yi asked.
The monk was surprised when Chen Yi walked in. He smoothed the folds of the monk's robe and replied: "For that devil, I pray that he can be saved."
"Why?"
The monk's limbs stopped, he raised his face, took a deep breath, and said: "I am the... reserve vice-president of this monastery. I have been chanting the sutras since I couldn't read.
I think, from my understanding of the Lord, everyone needs to be saved.
And...the devil...
One day, he suddenly corrected the pitch of my psalm. Can you believe it?
A demon who knows what a psalm is and what its tone is. Lord in heaven, this is enough to shake me. "
shake.
An extremely familiar word.
Seeing that Chen Yi was still listening, the monk continued: "I think this is a revelation given to me by the Lord. He is warning me that evil people are no more difficult to save than good people."
Evil people are no more difficult to save than good people.
This is a quote from the scriptures, and Chen Yi naturally knows it.
"Sir, look at how uneven and rugged our land is,".
The monk talked about his understanding of God,
“However, if you come to His kingdom, in the Lord’s heaven, and you look down from the sea of clouds, everything is flat and the same.
So I think that's why it's said: 'Evil people are no more difficult to save than good people.' "The reason.
This ancient verse, I vaguely remember, was handed down from the Old Kingdom. It is so great, thank the Lord and thank the gods. "
"Yes, I think you are right." Chen Yi stood up and made a ring salute to the monk.
Chen Yi slowly walked towards the dark room where the demon was kept. The monk hesitated to speak.
Turning his head, Chen Yi looked over.
"Are you going to execute him?"
The monk hesitated and asked,
"But he hasn't confessed yet, he hasn't confessed his crime yet. Maybe I want to go with you. I'm a monk. I can listen to his confession."
Chen Yi shook his head and signaled that the monk did not need to follow him.
"No doubt he will repent of his sins with the Lord."
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Silently walking into the dark room, it was pitch dark inside. Chen Yi could only hear the devil's heavy breathing.
Chen Yi opened his spiritual eyes, and pure gold flames ignited.
Under the firelight, the section of Demon Benedict's severed hand had stopped bleeding and was gradually healing.
Demon Benedict woke up at some point. His eyes were dull. When he saw the flames igniting, he lowered his head and closed his eyes tightly.
He seemed to have a fever, lost all strength, and was not conscious. He was very weak. Chen Yi saw from his divinity that it was a sign that he would fall into madness. Just like in fairy tales, the devil is only awake for a few days. .
The devil's lips were originally moving, but after Chen Yi's flames ignited, they closed as if instinctively arousing.
"Do you want to confess?"
After a while, Demon Benedict nodded imperceptibly.
"I am listening."
After the words fell, Demon Benedict's consciousness became clearer, but it was still not very good. The sacred and warm flame seemed to awaken his long-lost memories.
The devil's head hung lower, his only remaining hand was pressed between his chest, and the lonely sound of chains sounded in the dark room.
Chen Yi waited silently.
The devil, who had been restless and mad, became completely silent at this time - Benedict was confessing his sin to the Lord.
"Lord..." Demon Benedict's voice was weak and slight, "I have sinned... many, many, too many to count."
"I saw them one by one," He said.
"My Lord...consigned my soul to hell. I am a devil and deserve to be tortured."
The demon said in a trembling voice, and then started talking nonsense, talking about the killings and sins he had committed, and the night chants of the lingering ghosts.
"The devil doesn't go to hell, he is a part of hell."
He paused and said calmly:
“Torture was pleasure to him, suffering was song to him.”
Demon Benedict froze, regaining some consciousness.
He felt infinitely pathetic in his heart - should he be deprived of his will to go to hell?
Demon Benedict raised his eyes slightly and stared at the burning flames, speechless.
“Evil is not tormented by evil, only good is.”
Just listen to Him:
"Devils are not tormented by suffering, only humans are."
Hearing this, Benedict opened his mouth but stopped talking.
He was not sure. He was waiting for the Lord's word.
And He just said:
"Are you going to suffer as a demon, or as a human?"
As the voice fell, Benedict Aikmon, the bishop of the ring cathedral thousands of years ago, froze, and something was chirping in his mind.
He struck straight at what was left of his sanity.
"people..."
After a long while, Benedict murmured,
"Lord, as a human being, I am guilty!"
Benedict's unbroken hand was held in mid-air, half-closed.
The Lord asked him to regain his identity as a human being.
At this moment, he confessed his sins to the Lord as a human being.
When Benedict recalled his sins one by one and poured them out, he sincerely felt that as time passed, his life was passing away and could not be recovered.
When he was dying, Benedict said weakly: "Lord, I have nothing more to confess."
He knew that the Lord heard every word.
“It is not your body that is to be saved, but your soul.”
His voice is cold,
"It is your faith, your righteousness, and your unfaded conscience."
"It is not my body that I want to be saved..."
With his mind buzzing, Benedict murmured,
"I want to wash away my sins..."
"You have to wash away your sins and go through the suffering of hell as a human being."
"Thus, my Lord,"
Benedict's eyes were wet and he begged tremblingly,
"You will cause me pain and make me miserable...
Let me be tortured in hell and let those innocent souls torture me.
As the scriptures say, 'What others suffer, I will suffer more than others. ""
After speaking, Benedict closed his eyes:
"Lord, take my blood and cast me into hell. I must die by your sword, for evil is rewarded with evil."
"Benedict Aikmon, I promise you,"
His voice was gentle:
"When the time comes, I will redeem your soul."
Benedict's forehead felt warm.
The Bishop's forehead was gently caressed as He listened to this deathbed confession and removed the evil within the devil.
Wow,
It was the sound of flesh being pierced.
Benedict died contented.
Very different from the situation of Saint Harlan,
Benedict's long-cherished wish was fulfilled.
His heart was pierced by the sword, and his soul went to hell.
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Chen Yi walked out of the monastery and saw the characters in the fairy tale starting another wave of laughter from a distance.
The river in the distance looks like spring, flowing with the moonlight.
Chen Yi stayed away from everyone, looking at the endless and gentle river water alone.
He listened silently to the laughter and laughter, and no one knew what he was thinking.
After tonight, everyone will disperse and there will be no more adventures like this.
Peter Pan never grows up.
Princess Rapunzel cuts off her long hair.
The little girl no longer feels cold or hungry.
Although the queen in black robes is still jealous, she has learned not to hate anymore.
The happy prince was saved by the princess's tears, and together with his swallow, he was still helpful and happy forever.
In this fairy tale kingdom,
Bad people learn to be good and good people love each other.
Even the fairy tale about the devil is no longer as incomplete as before.
Because like the stars of history, the fairy tale kingdom is the condensation of the ancient saying "fairy tale". And I don’t know how many children’s fairy tale books will have some paragraphs added inexplicably under the influence of the fairy tale kingdom:
Our Lord, our God, comes from heaven.
The Lord allowed evil to be punished and pierced the chest of the demon Benedict.
Throw his soul into hell and suffer eternal misery.
Thus, the fairy tale without an ending was drawn to an end.
There is one more story in the world that can be told to children.
And after Benedict suffered the punishment for his crimes...
At a certain time, outside hell,
He will eventually see the Lord who loves us.
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