In the years when Resurrection Town was built, there was often little calm time. This lonely town built by the priests was originally the land of the True Religion country.
Hedwig stood in front of the window. She looked at the empty alley, feeling a little hopeless.
"Brother has been out for almost a month..." Hedwig murmured softly.
For a month, Hedwig spent time alone at home, except occasionally for other townspeople and neighbors who could chat for a while when they passed by the house.
Over the past few dozen days, as usual, Hedwig spent most of his time reading scriptures and praying.
She read many new books, including many very old articles, in which when the Lord God was mentioned, seven names were written respectfully.
Of course, in the books Hedwig read, there were many scriptures that were rarely seen or that she had never seen before. Many of these unfamiliar scriptures involved honorable names that are not often mentioned today.
Hedwig was worried about her brother's journey.
After traveling for a month without returning, in Resurrection Town, which now values commerce very much, this time is neither short nor long, so there should be no need to worry too much.
But Hedwig didn't know why, she always felt that a certain nerve in her brain was trembling slightly.
At this time, a cool breeze blew outside the window and rolled up the curtains. Hedwig raised her hand to hold the curtains. The wind passed through her illusory body and entered the house. An indescribable premonition swirled around the house. The cool breeze invaded Hedwig's mind and plucked her worried heartstrings.
"The Lord is above..."
Hedwig sighed softly, even her fingertips felt unreasonable sadness.
"I pray that you will take care of him, protect him, don't let him suffer, don't let him grieve."
After she murmured this sentence to herself, her mind felt dizzy.
In the past few years, Chenyi had traveled far away from home, and Hedwig also stayed at home alone. In front of the icon, there were countless petitions from St. Venakana, the patron saint of Kexi. Find the comfort of faith in the scriptures.
Because faith often touches her heart, especially during this year, Hedwig heard about the canonization of Christopher in the fire. Now the Pope has issued an edict to inform all the peoples on earth that Saint Christopher is a saint in heaven. .
Such a person actually came to Resurrection Town, his brother actually came into contact with him, and his parents were also good friends. Hedwig had to regard this as the Lord's favor.
She was a gentle and kind-hearted child, and her eyes would moisten silently when she heard others extol the deeds of St. Christopher.
"Before he died, he prayed to the Lord in heaven because the priest's heart loved others as himself."
Time passed day after day in the sound of her prayers.
The magic circle glowed with light blue light, and Hedwig walked over. She was often amazed at her patience with loneliness.
When she saw the holy statue, she was startled, opened her mouth, a look of joy appeared on her face, and after a while, she suddenly patted her head. I just saw a hallucination.
"What's going on...Why did I see it wrong? Lord, forgive me."
Hedwig kept talking, and in a daze, she actually mistakenly saw the wooden icon as Chen Yi's face.
She suspected that she was suffering from what is often called excessive longing in the book, so she quickly pressed her eyes and shook her head to wake herself up.
"The wind blew something into my head...I was blown away."
Hedwig said to herself.
"Zhizhi."
Hedwig turned her head immediately at the sudden sound.
The sound came from Chen Yi's study, Hedwig rarely walked in.
The blonde girl looked confused and turned pale. Could it be that there was a mouse in the house?
Thinking of this, Hedwig suddenly felt a little scared, but she still calmed down. She could pass through the magic circle and form a terrifying shadow, which could scare away the rats.
So, with uneasiness and doubts, Hedwig slowly walked into the study.
Since no one had entered the study for a long time, Hedwig smelled the dull smell of wood, which was a bit sour and astringent.
"Zhizhi."
The sound sounded again. Hedwig was startled and almost fell. She quickly turned her head and looked at the source of the sound.
That's a wooden box.
Hedwig was puzzled, and the wooden box kept shaking under her gaze.
She walked closer to the wooden box, which shook even more.
Hedwig was a little panicked. She made a circle salute on her chest one after another. After the first circle salute, the wooden box kept shaking. The girl thought that one ring salute might not be very effective, so she made two more circle salutes and said in her mouth Recite scriptures in a low voice.
One of the verses she recited goes like this:
"Lord, the suffering on earth will never end."
Hedwig recited many scriptures, but she did not realize that this inconspicuous sentence was exactly what the priests at the Temple of the Cross often preached during their sermons.
She approached the swaying wooden box. Instead of stopping in her recitation of scriptures, the box intensified, as if trying to break free from its prison.
What surprised Hedwig himself was that when he saw this unusual scene, not only did he not panic, but he felt peaceful.
Maybe the Lord gave me strength.
Hedwig thought to herself.
When she got close enough to be only one step away from the wooden box.
Boom.
The wooden box was suddenly knocked open from the inside out, and the sound shook the dust from the ceiling.
Inside is the spiritual jellyfish that my brother brought home. It broke free from the shackles of the wooden box.
Hedwig was surprised to see that the spirit jellyfish in the box was all red and its head was opening and closing as if it was breathing heavily.
"This is......"
Before Hedwig could marvel, the spirit jellyfish raised its head excitedly and anxiously, and dozens of eyes closed immediately, leaving only one eye that glowed with golden light.
Hedwig was slightly startled, she felt unclear.
Suddenly, her eyes were attracted by the golden light in those eyes.
Something close to warmth and peace arose in Hedwig's chest.
There is no language that can describe the feeling that golden light brought to Hedwig.
Hedwig could only use "holy" to describe the golden light.
She felt her spirit gradually getting lost, and the scene in her eyes became blurry.
It's like a dream. In this dream, the soul is taken to nowhere.
When Hedwig regained some clarity, she realized that she had actually entered a dream, because the scene in front of her didn't look real.
In front of her was her warm home, with a warm fire burning in the fireplace.
Hedwig rubbed her eyes, trying to wake up.
But when she opened her eyes again, not only did she not wake up, but something even more shocking happened to her.
In front of the icon sits a girl wearing a thousand-layer veil.
The girl exposed her wrists, her robe was pitch black, and she held a long sword in her arms. Hedwig recognized the long sword, and she opened her mouth. It was clearly the "taboo" long sword, the long sword with the same name as hers.
Hedwig looked surprised, how could the girl in front of her hold the sword of her father and brother.
While she was confused, the thousand-layer veil on the face of the girl in front of her fell off layer by layer, and Hedwig was completely stunned.
The girl's face looked exactly like hers.
An inexplicable concept fell into her mind, which told her that the girl in front of her was herself.
Hedwig was stunned, but quickly came to her senses.
This is just a dream, nothing is strange in dreams. She told herself so.
Just when this thought came to an end, the "Hedwig" in front of her slowly opened her closed eyelids.
Hedwig was stared directly at her, and she stared back. She opened her mouth slightly. The feeling of looking at her was really weird.
She suddenly felt like this - the "Hedwig" in front of her knew everything about her, but she knew nothing about her.
Just when Hedwig was lost in thought.
The girl spoke softly.
"Hedwig,"
The girl called her affectionately,
"I am your future spirit."
"My future spirit?"
Hedwig's eyes were full of surprise. She found this sentence difficult to understand.
As for why it is difficult to understand... because in theology, "someone's spirit" is often used on God.
[So-and-so spirit] is rarely used on people.
The girl in front of her seemed to understand what she was thinking. She shook her head and smiled: "You can treat me as your future self."
Hedwig nodded, now she probably understood.
Suddenly, the feeling that touched her heart and moved her faith infected her whole body after she nodded.
"You...how are you...so holy..."
Feeling this, Hedwig was a little stunned.
The girl just pursed her lips and smiled. The smile was not sarcastic or malicious. It was the kind of smile that a noble lady couldn't help but show when she saw the portrait of her childhood.
She raised her face and couldn't help but guess.
The scene in front of me seems to be a dream, and it is probably really a dream, but... However, in many legends and stories, dreams are extremely common...
Hedwig's eyes lit up.
The Lord, because his piety finally moved the Lord, the leader appreciated it, so he sent his future self to entrust the dream.
So... why is it my future self who comes to me in the dream, and not the venerable ones, the Blesseds, the saints or the angels that are common in stories?
Thinking of this, Hedwig's breath froze, and some conjectures were inexplicably confirmed in her mind.
She moved forward slightly and said excitedly: "Lord, will I be... named a respectable person in the future?"
The girl seemed to find it funny, the corners of her mouth raised a little, and she shook her head slightly.
Hedwig couldn't help clenching her fists. Yes, she was so pious and prayed every day. How could she be just a respectable person?
Maybe I will have some adventure in the future, which will touch the Lord in heaven.
She took a deep breath and asked anxiously: "Can it be said that...blessed...is it really blessed? God, if you hadn't appeared in my dream, I wouldn't have dared to think about it."
The corners of the girl's mouth raised again, but she still shook her head.
Seeing her shaking her head, Hedwig was first shocked, then confused, and finally scratched her head and thought about it carefully, but still felt it was impossible.
Regarding that conjecture, Hedwig was terrified. She had no confidence in it at all.
But she was still curious...Finally she asked in a weak voice: "S-he can't be...a saint..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Hedwig instantly regretted it. She was too proud to make such a guess. How could she be a saint?
Those saints in myths and legends include St. Michael and St. Vena Cana as far as the distant ones, and Christopher as the nearest one. No matter which one of them has met the gods, they have a character that is transcendent from mortals.
Hedwig silently warned herself to be humble and never to be proud of herself!
Suddenly, Hedwig gradually calmed down while silently admonishing her.
"Only the Lord knows who will be the saints of the Kingdom of Heaven in the future, so how can I guess?"
Hedwig clasped her hands together.
Seeing Hedwig like this, the corners of the girl's mouth raised sharply.
After a long time, the girl finally spoke again.
"Hedwig, I am your future spirit." The girl repeated again.
Hedwig nodded. Her future self came to her in a dream. She must have some mission. She lowered her head slightly and listened attentively.
"Your brother, now he is in some trouble, that is also my trouble."
In front of Hedwig, the girl specifically used "him".
Hedwig was startled for a moment, her breathing quickened, and she could never hide her true panic.
"Wha, what, what happened to him? Lord, please protect him."
After saying that, driven by anxiety, Hedwig called out the name of the patron saint of Kexi again.
"O Saint Venacana, please pray for me."
After the girl managed to regain some sense from her anxiety, she narrated again: "His troubles are great, but my troubles are even greater."
"Future me...are you in any trouble?" Hedwig asked.
The girl stared at her green eyes, and after a while, she said in a concise tone: "There is a book with wisdom. It knows that fate cannot be changed, and knows that those predictions will definitely happen, but it wants to postpone the 'result' until it happens again." Gain the ability to overwrite 'results'."
The girl's explanation was very simple, and did not involve "ancient words", "ancient scrolls of destiny", "yin books", etc., words that Hedwig had never heard of.
The Yin version of the Ancient Scroll of Destiny is the "Lord of Destiny". It was supposed to be a complete god, but due to the broken Yang version, it lost the Kingdom of Destiny.
Because the yang script that writes the "cause" is broken, even if the "result" written in the yin script is destined to happen, it can still be postponed in theory.
The maiden knew that Saint Venacana was destined to bleed.
But not on that day.
The bloodshed of Saint Venakana and the destruction of the Holy City were all related to Chen Yi's sacrifice and the destruction of Resurrection Town.
He wants that day to come sooner rather than push it further into the future.
Especially... at this moment in the past thousand years, Venakana's mother was not in the palace, but in the Circle Cathedral.
Remedios went to pray to the Lord for relief because of Venakana's unbelief on the day the gryphon cub was born.
The girl knew that if Remedios encountered any misfortune at this time, Vinacana's humanity would immediately be like a flood, and it would never be restored.
