Tianjin people will never lose SAN

Chapter 326 Liu Baibai is going crazy

What does this mean? What does it have to do with you if I say I am a jerk? Before Alva came, he didn't expect Ricky to say this before committing suicide.

Alva Nie (nie, second tone) stood there in a daze, forgetting to swallow his medicine.

"That Hunren was an ancient man! How can you compare to him? This is just nonsense!"

Not only Alva, the other four people at the table also looked at Liu Yonglu, wondering what he was trying to do with his ups and downs.

"You don't know yet? Then I'll tell you, and you can listen."

Liu Yonglu first rinsed his mouth with ice water, then set the table and started talking:

"…Thinking back to the past! The Saint Lady had just been born, and the holy war was raging. The Saint Lady issued an edict to summon the saints. The Saint Lady held a scroll in her hands, bowed her head and said: 'Eliminate heresy, avoid anger and slaughter, and remember the mercy of the Holy Mother in everything.'

As soon as these words fell, a man stepped out, puffed out his chest and shouted: "My name is Marco, I will kill all heretics and spread my gospel!" The saint shook her head and sighed: "Although Marco is brave, he is a coward.

As expected, Marco obeyed the order and went, but he was greedy for merit and acted rashly. He led 20,000 soldiers and acted recklessly along the way. He mistook the enemy soldiers and dared not cross the river, delaying the opportunity to fight.

He mistook the caravan for pagans, nearly killing them. When he reached the enemy city, he was furious and shouted, "I have come with the Holy Decree, who dares to disobey!"

At the command, flames shot up into the sky. Fortunately, the believers in the city found a secret passage and took the innocent people away. The news was passed back to the Holy See. The Saint was furious and issued an imperial decree: "Marco violated the decree and killed innocent people indiscriminately. He should be expelled from the throne!"

Upon hearing this, Marco knelt down and sighed, "I regret not forgetting the imperial edict. I am so defeated today. It seems that I am really a fool."

From then on, Marco wandered around in sackcloth and ashes, often kneeling beside the statue of the saint, praying for the Virgin Mary's forgiveness.

He traveled around the country, helping the poor and orphans, and atonement for his sins with a humble heart. He gave food to those who were hungry and took off his clothes to those who were cold. When the people saw him, they all called him "Saint Mark the Penitent."

The saint asked about his good deeds, summoned Mark back to the church, lit a cigarette and asked: "You have repented for many years, have you prayed for grace?"

Mark bowed his head and replied: "I have not received grace because the light of the Virgin Mary has not yet come to me. I only wish to intercede for all people with this humble body so that the name of the Virgin Mary will be glorified."

Later generations wrote a poem:
Forgetting the commandments and losing the way will bring you regret for the rest of your life, and rashly starting a war will bring disaster. Twenty thousand brave soldiers were dispersed overnight, and the foolish man Ma could... wash away his bad reputation!"

After Liu Yonglu finished speaking, the other four people at the table were dumbfounded. After a while, Alva pointed at Liu Yonglu and slowly said:

"Is he Ricky Baldwin? Or is he von Stroevsky?"

Millie Tang still had the same expression as usual when she looked at Liu Yonglu. She neither shook her head nor nodded, but just sighed. She felt that she was very unlucky in her life. How could she have encountered such a thing?

Alva didn't believe it, he really didn't believe it! Because the story of St. Mark was not made up by Liu Yonglu, it really happened. Alva also went to church when he was a child and heard about the deeds of St. Mark, but he had never heard Liu Yonglu's version.

I have to say, his "pa pa pa" speech is much more interesting than what I heard in church when I was a child. At least the pastor doesn't have his skills.

Is this person really the investigation captain? Maybe he is an undercover agent of the Saint's sect.

"San Marco, boy, can you compete with me!?" Liu Yonglu pouted and looked at people with his nose up, glancing at Alva opposite him.

"No comparison."

"St. Mark, who was the most valiant saint among all the saints, and later helped the people in plain clothes and barefoot, is a scoundrel. Do you dare to compete with a scoundrel?"

"No, I can't compare to St. Mark."

Alva was confused now. He didn't know how he ended up talking about St. Mark. He stammered twice and sighed:
“You are right, Mr. Rich, St. Mark did only one thing wrong, and I have gone too far wrong.

Since I was 14, invisible pressure has made me feel suffocated, just like all spoiled children who have nowhere to vent their emotions.

I was attracted by the mysterious knowledge that seemed to be high and mighty. But in fact... in the final analysis, I was just an ignorant and clumsy child, thinking..."

"boom!"

Liu Yonglu slammed the water cup on the table. Alva almost jumped out of his chair in shock. What's wrong with this guy? I just built up some emotions, but he slammed them down again.

"Isn't this nonsense? How dare you, little kid!"

"What? Can't I even be a child?"

When Liu Yonglu said this in a pretentious tone, Mili Tang's eyelids jumped, and she stretched out her hand to pull Liu Yonglu's sleeve, which meant that you should stop talking. Liu Yonglu didn't care about this, and he got excited again after pulling Mili Tang's little hand.

"Little kid, that's an ancient person, can you compare?"

"Who... who is this ancient person?"

"Don't know? Then tell me and listen!"

Liu Yonglu touched his stomach and told himself that he was hungry:

"Thinking back to the past! The northern border was in turmoil, the mountains and rivers were scorched, the people were displaced, and they suffered terribly.

In this troubled time, there was an orphan named Stefano. He lost his parents at a young age, suffered from hunger and cold, and was bullied.

However, although Stefano lived in poverty, he was kind-hearted. He often shared his leftovers with the hungry and comforted the sad with the gospel. The villagers called him "the Lamb of the Lord."

One day, the saint was traveling to the north and saw Stefano kneeling by the roadside praying. She leaned over and asked, "Child, why are you praying?"

Stefano replied: 'I pray for those who persecuted me, for the people who are in exile, and for the will of the Virgin Mary to be fulfilled.'

Upon hearing this, the Saint flicked her pipe and stroked his head: "You are a loyal servant of the Saint, and you must entrust me with great matters."

Sure enough, a disaster was about to happen. The enemy army attacked the northern border, and the defenders in the city were out of food and almost desperate. Stefano sneaked out of the city gate and went to the Holy See to report the news. The journey was difficult and dangerous. Stefano, with his weak body, crossed mountains and ridges, trekked hundreds of miles, and finally delivered the rescue letter to the Holy See.

Thanks to his intelligence, reinforcements arrived and the people in the city were saved.

However, after the enemy learned of the rescue letter, they wanted to surround the city and wipe out the enemy completely.

Stefano is well aware of the enemy's plan, so he disguises himself as a young child and posing as a messenger to deliver false information to the enemy camp, causing them to split their forces and make missteps in attack and defense.

The city gates were thrown wide open, reinforcements broke through, and the enemy army was completely wiped out.

After the war, Stefano resigned from his post and lived in seclusion, working for the poor all his life. The saint heard about his deeds and gave him the title of "Messenger of the Virgin Mary" and summoned him to the Holy See to be canonized as a saint.

Later generations wrote a poem praising it:

A child traveled a hundred miles alone, and a piece of information saved the people. A false message deceived the enemy and reinforcements arrived. The people in the city... praise the grace of the emperor! "

After Liu Yonglu finished speaking, he noticed that the restaurant owner, who was holding the roast pork elbow, was just standing next to the table, forgetting to serve the dish. He was stunned by what he had heard.

"Put the elbow here, and the knife... I won't need the knife, I'll just eat it with my hands.

Can you compare with this little kid?"

Liu Yonglu took the elbow and turned around to continue teaching Alva a lesson.

"No, I can't compare to San Stefano."

These words were not said by Alva, but by the restaurant owner. He had been standing nearby since Liu Yonglu started to scold him, and had been listening with fascination.

The gentleman in front of me is not an ordinary person. He must be a pastor from a big church who came here to perform his duties. I can't ask him for money for this meal.

The story of St. Stefano is known to everyone who believes in the saint in Moses Sad. And because St. Stefano was a child, the story has spread very widely. Not only him, but any seven or eight-year-old child in the town can tell the story.

But the boss had never seen anyone like the gentleman in front of him, who spoke so well that he almost brought the saints to life.

Alva looked at Milly Tang again.

That means you still say he is not von Stroevsky!

Alva is now completely desperate and doesn't want to get involved in the Expo anymore. Otherwise, he has to take this information back, and Wordsworth will definitely be scared to death. The captain of the investigation department is a die-hard fan of the Saint's Sect!
You said you are not a die-hard fan? How is that possible! How can a non-die-hard fan have such an understanding of the doctrine! ? You can't make it up like this.

You know what, Alva guessed it right. Although Liu Yonglu was good at improvisations, he was not capable of making up such a long paragraph on the spot. He had indeed compiled it before.

Liu Yonglu has been unable to do anything else since he traveled through time. If you ask him about the history of Moses Sad, the history of the Western Continent, or the traditional literature and drama of Moses Sad, he knows nothing.

But as far as the Holy Maiden Sect is concerned, he has studied it thoroughly.

It was all thanks to the little genius brother and sister who had been nagging him at the beginning. Later, after he became "Saint Balan", in order to cover up his identity, he continued to work hard on his strengths. As a result, his ability in the teachings of the Saint's Sect improved by leaps and bounds.

In order to remember these things about the Holy Maiden Sect, Liu Yonglu also compiled the stories in the religious texts into various forms of folk art such as Shandong Kuaishu and Jingyun Drum to facilitate memorization.

Especially the saints under the saint, also known as "patron saints". Liu Yonglu usually treats their legendary stories as "The Romance of Sui and Tang Dynasties" and wrote a paragraph for each of them!
"Hmm? I'm asking you a question. Don't pretend to be upset in front of me. San Stefano, little boy, can you compare with me?"

Alva pursed his lips, thinking to himself, if I knew that Ricky was so capable, I would never go against you even if you killed me. But he still had to reply, so Alva could only say dryly:
"No comparison."

"You can't compete, so why are you crying and complaining here? Huh? It's like the whole world owes you a competition."

"I... I just feel a little aggrieved. Mr. Richie, you are right. There are many people in this world who are more pitiful and more desperate than me.

Now I don’t understand why I got so stuck in that dead end.

Perhaps it was the death of my mother when I was 14 that planted the seeds of extremism in my heart. I no longer had any hope for my father and felt that he had left me far behind, like a burden.

Alas, you are a miserable person who is full of self-pity. That’s how I evaluated you at that time…”

"Poor man!"

"You deserve it too!"

The first half of the sentence was said by Liu Yonglu, and the second half was said by Millie Tang and Liu Yonglu together. She also understood that Ricky was indeed going crazy today.

Liu Yonglu's words sprayed Alva's face with grease.

Fortunately, Alva's mood seemed to have calmed down a lot after Ricky's "guidance". At the beginning, Millie Tang felt a sense of despair from Alva, which was why she was cautious and tried every dish first.

This person doesn't want to live anymore, and maybe he wants to drag others to die with him.

But now Alva looks...very wilted. He still wants to die, but the subtext has become "Say less, please, let me die."

Liu Yonglu didn't care about that. He took two bites of the pork elbow and felt full. The words came to his mind again and he couldn't suppress them.

"I'll tell you, and you'll listen! In...thinking back to the past!"

Today's work is pretty hard, hehe, I hope you like it. I can't do it anymore, I'm very sleepy recently, I'm seriously lacking sleep, so I'm going to sleep.

I also hope that everyone will laugh and have a sweet dream after reading this.

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(End of this chapter)