savior epic

Chapter 145 Shaking
"What secret are you hiding? Tell me, sir."

Chen Yi's thoughts flew away in her question.

In the discussion of scholastic philosophy for thousands of years, those gray-haired monks and scholars who died in the past will divide beliefs into three types.At first, it was only a rough division, but later, after generations of people perfected it, it gradually became a theological consensus.

they are, respectively:
Faith, trust, and agitation.

If we put it in a simple explanation: Faith is the unyielding faith in the gods, unswerving until death.To trust is to believe in God and what He says and does.

So how to explain "shaking"?

This is a topic worthy of debate.

Because the word is too vague.

From the words themselves, "faith" is a noun, "trust" can be used as a noun or a verb, and "shaking" is a pure verb.

Verbs are often elusive.

Therefore, there are so many understandings and comments on "shaking".

Its forms are also varied. It may be just a ray of sunlight that happens to shine on the icon, a piece of text that I saw accidentally, or it may be a sandstorm that is far better than before, or a heavy rain that pours down at a certain moment. Lightning and thunder can appear anywhere at any time.

At some point it is understood as a kind of Lord's redemption of the lost.At other times, it is understood as a deterrent from the gods to unbelievers
Chen Yi is very clear about these concepts. The Impurnie family are all devout believers, and she has read many books.

He held the rosary beads, stared at Lomea, and said softly: "What about you?"

"I..." Pepper girl choked.

Under Chen Yi's gentle gaze, she suddenly felt that she had nowhere to hide, just like the vampires are afraid of the sun.

She once again felt the breath of the gate of the kingdom of heaven, and her body boiled in her body, showing no sign of calming down.

Miss Pepper suddenly panicked. She was just about to grab Songzhu, but she suddenly realized that she was so emotional that she patted Songzhu into Chen Yi's hand. She was too worried about him.

Chen Yi opened his eyes of spiritual vision, and the pure gold flames were burning in the pupils. He held the holy object and scanned the soul inside the girl's body up and down.

That is not the human soul.

If it were in the past, Chen Yi would be stunned and amazed.But now, it's really no big deal.

Under that trace of the highest and most holy, Chen Yi Muran saw the direction of Luomea's fate. He was not only looking directly at her, but also seemed to use invisible hands to deduce her future on the sea of ​​thousands of pillars of clouds.

It's like, I was in hell in the past, and I saw the end of Moses in the candlelight.

"Aren't you hiding it from me? How can you ask me to be honest? I have seen your soul." Chen Yi asked softly, "You are not just Lomea, right?"

Lomea's pupils constricted sharply, and his body trembled.

In her pure body without spirituality, there is a squirming viscous soul hidden. Because of her divine gaze, she is panicking, and her soul trembles more violently than her body.

"Give it back to me, I won't ask you anymore, I won't ask you anymore." Luo Meia said tremblingly, she wanted to get Songzhu back.

Reason told her that she had to ask the truth, and she shouldn't just give up like this.However, reason is too fragile in the face of sensibility.

She didn't know what affected her judgment, was it because of the aura from the kingdom of heaven on him, or because of the emotional agitation and trembling caused by her being a spirit messenger?

Facing his gaze, Lomea suddenly felt as if God was watching him, seeing through all his disguises, and seeing his fate at a glance.

"How could I feel this way. This is so blasphemy." Lomea couldn't help but think to himself.

"What secret are you hiding?" Chen Yi didn't give her the Songzhu, stepped forward, and softly asked the girl he was interested in.

Lomea looked at his face, she felt strange and familiar, he belonged to her heart, otherwise she would not read the scriptures without knowing it, she would just wait here, since her half body: nun knight Eudocia sent From the beginning of the letter, she had already vaguely guessed, but she was still unwilling to think about it, and she was unwilling to face it directly.

To this day, when Chen Yi walked past the door of the lecture hall, Lomea looked at him with a glimpse.

"It's so sacrilegious that you are." Looking back, Lomea couldn't believe it.

Chen Yi grabbed her hand, and Inlomea's soliloquy fell into her ears.

[God and man cannot know each other, meet each other. ] Dan Lomea. She is a messenger born from heaven.

Goosebumps appeared on Luomeia's skin, she wanted to pull back suddenly, but Chen Yi held onto her firmly.

Chen Yi stared at the girl, she was about to shake into a sieve, and she shed tears.

"Those pilgrims are still seeing the sacred paintings, aren't they? They traveled long distances to return from the holy land, but you put down your scriptures and came here early to wait here."

"Don't say it, don't say it, you are too blasphemy! You stupid soul!" Lomea raised his face, his voice was almost hoarse.

Her words fell into her ears.

Chen Yi suddenly understood why she came to the door and window of her study that night when she had a psychic experience.

It turned out to be the case.

There is nothing to hide anymore, Chen Yi grabbed her hand tightly, and asked again: "I am the soul you are looking for. Is there an elf coming? To investigate the soul you mentioned. Do you know about it? "

Luo Mei was stunned, and murmured, "Impossible, how would you know."

"How could it be impossible for me to know about this?" Chen Yi said with a smile, "I am standing in front of you now. There is nothing to investigate."

"...Who are you...Who are you?" Lomeah no longer broke away from his hand.

She didn't understand why this sweetheart of hers knew so much, just like the king of my king. Knowing everything.

Chen Yi stared at her, stretched out her fingers to wipe away the panic tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Which angel are you? Or the projection of an exiled god?"

Lomea murmured, letting his fingertips mosuo on his face.She actually had other answers in her mind, but she didn't dare to face them because it violated the mythology contained in the scriptures and was too blasphemous.

Chen Yi didn't answer her question, but said: "Remember, you put down the scriptures you believe in and come to me, even though there are still so many pilgrims, you still left the seminary."

He stared at the girl he cared about, and leaned close to her ear.

Divinity and humanity are fused and intertwined in him.

"You violated your own beliefs." Chen Yi said slowly, "Just to get in front of me, and at this very moment, you were shaken by me."

The spirit's hairs stood on end, and even his soul froze.

Chen Yi let go of Lomea, and rubbed her head with her soft light brown hair.

"Go back, you will come to me later." Chen Yi said softly.

Chen Yi spread out her palm, put Songzhu firmly in her hand, and closed her palm again, Luomea didn't respond the whole time.

After taking the rosary beads, Luomea froze for a while before moving her legs belatedly.

She walked halfway, Chen Yi suddenly called her to stop.

"Miss Pepper, do you remember your name? You told me."

Miss Pepper didn't dare to look back, and nodded her head with difficulty.

Lomea Hanci.

She also said that everyone's name has a meaning.

Chen Yi remembered it clearly.

"Then the answer is in your name."

It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous.

When Lomea returned to the seminary, he felt dizzy.

She was almost helped into the room by other female priests, and she sat down on the straw chair in a daze.

Lomea's thoughts drifted away for a long time, she couldn't remember anything, she only knew that she was thinking wildly, absolutely wildly.

Now, she's probably calmed down.

"Lomea he's just... just a blasphemous soul, don't panic."

Pepper Girl stood up, trying to calm her thoughts, and stop panicking.

"What he said is not true. You didn't abandon your beliefs, you didn't abandon your beliefs." Luo Meier paused, and continued to say: "You are just deluded, shamefully deluded. This is not terrible, how many saints Bewitched by the devil."

Despite the lingering fear, Lomea calmed down. She found reasons for her actions and gradually built an impenetrable defense.

Lomea tried to face the unbearable period not long ago.

"I have to leave here, I can't stay anymore." Lomea judged with reason, "He is that soul! How could I... It's not too late, I can't love him, I can't!"

Get out of here, so where do you go?

When Lomea encountered this problem, she immediately thought of the Great Temple of the Giant King Cult.

"Go back to the Great Temple, I'm going to find the Chief Priest and report everything in person."

Boom, boom.

There was a knock on the door outside the room.

Lomea immediately collected his thoughts.

She had recovered, raised her head and said calmly, "Please come in."

The priestess walked in, handed a letter to Lomea, and said respectfully: "Miss, it's a letter from the temple, saying it's for the priest, but she's still resting."

"Well, when grandma wakes up, I will give it to her." Lomea replied.

The priestess nodded, and after reciting the words of blessing, she turned and left.

Lomea hastily locked the door, walked to the desk, peeled off the wax, and pulled out the thin letter paper.

Afterwards, she took a closer look at the wax paint to identify the engravings.

It was the reply letter from the chief priest.

She quickly spread out the letter paper, and for some reason, Miss Pepper's gaze happened to fall on the last paragraph.

Miss Pepper recognized that the handwriting was written by the chief priest himself, and no one else wrote it for him.

"My son of the King of Kings, faithful and humble messenger Lomeah Hansi.

About the mystery of that spirit and all this, I have asked the great King of my kings.

And the only thing I can tell you is:

The answer is in your name. "

Every inch of Miss Pepper's body was no longer trembling.

No doubt, she was shaken once again.

Lomea Hanci.

It means to follow the faith.

(End of this chapter)