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Chapter 404 Next stop, the Holy See!

"Mr. Ricky, Mr. Ricky, Ricky..."

"Brother, stop knocking! How come your brain is still like a birch tree knot, always hard and stubborn? There are so many believers praying and confessing outside. Saint Barlan must be feeling people's pain and demands through meditation."

"Roselis, that makes sense, but the Holy Lance changed last night. How can I ask Saint Baran without knocking on the door?"

Early in the morning, seeing that Botticelli had woken up safely but his eyes were dazed, the little genius brother and sister did not go back to the house to rest, but walked straight to Liu Yonglu's door and knocked.

Since the second half of last night, the tip of the Holy Spear has been burning hot. The little genius brother and sister were puzzled and didn't know why the Holy Spear changed for no reason, so they came over to ask.

"Well, I'll write a note and slip it under the door. When His Excellency Saint Baran sees it, he will choose a suitable time to come to us."

"You're smart, let's do this."

The two of them found a note, wrote on it, bent down and stuffed it into the crack of the door. Before they stood up, the doorknob was turned and the door opened.

Xiaohu stood at the door and looked down at the two guys.

"Xiaohu, where's Mr. Ricky?"

Xiaohu pointed in the direction of the next room, which was Ling'er's room.

"Oh, then wait until Mr. Richie comes back..."

Xiaohu was standing behind the door when the two of them were whispering. He heard their entire conversation. Before Haversian finished speaking, Xiaohu nodded and closed the door again.

So, why did Liu Yonglu go to see Ling'er so early in the morning?

He carried a notebook with him, on which were written the secret codes that he had copied from the monastery basement a few days ago.

Millie Tang had nothing to do these past two days and had been studying this, but she was stuck at the last step and couldn't get the answer.

Liu Yonglu... felt a little bit reluctant. Mi Li'er had no relationship with the Holy Maiden Sect. If it was a few generations ago, they might have even had a grudge against each other. Now, studying the puzzle was purely to help himself.

But... Liu Yonglu doesn't have the ability to decipher these religious symbols by himself. Fortunately, there is a candidate by his side, that is Ling'er, who is well-versed in civil and military strategies, and knows everything about music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and can know what will happen in the past and the next five hundred years...

If Millie Tang asked her, Liu Yonglu would probably get a slap in the face as soon as he opened his mouth. Millie Tang would absolutely not bow her head in front of Ling'er.

So Liu Yonglu could only come here by himself and “ask questions without feeling ashamed”.

Ling'er looked at the scribbles on the notebook... The little girl sat on the chair with her legs crossed, and she laughed:
"That stupid witch asked you to come and ask me?"

"Hey, I don't know if she can do it, but I know you can do it."

Liu Yonglu didn't dare to argue, and just fooled around without offending either side:

"I just told Xiaohu in the room that this is a very difficult problem in the eyes of ordinary people like us.

But if it falls into your hands, hey, if it lasts more than three minutes, I will think I look down on you."

Before coming, Liu Yonglu had already thought about how to fool Ling'er. After spending about a month with her, he had already figured out the girl's temper and personality.

You have to go along with the donkey, don't have a stern face and scold her, just flatter her. If Ling'er is happy, everything will be easy to talk about.

As expected, his pulse diagnosis was really accurate. Ling'er threw the notebook on the table, and the pencil in the hotel floated in the air. She wrote with great vigor and vitality, and finished it in less than three minutes.

"It's not the witch's fault that she couldn't figure it out... This puzzle... To be honest, the person who left it behind hasn't solved it yet."

"What do you mean?"

"It seems that Bishop Jone has been looking for evidence of the existence of a saint or a virgin. This attitude would be considered treason in the church, but I quite appreciate it. As a living being, no matter how low you are or how little knowledge your brain can handle, you should not easily lose your desire for knowledge.

Those who randomly find a faith to convert to and then let their already dull brains rest naturally should dry up and decay in the course of time, turning into dust. "

"Great! It's really great! We are thinking the same thing!"

Liu Yonglu raised his thumb and took out an apple and a handful of candy from his trouser pocket:
"No matter how smart a brain is, it still needs to be replenished with nutrients in a timely manner. Can you tell me in more detail how far this Bishop Jone has progressed in his research?"

Liu Yonglu found that he still couldn’t understand the puzzle after Ling’er had translated it... There was no way, Ling’er’s translation was for smart people, not for people with no basic knowledge.

"There are many secret passages in the Holy See, and evidence of the existence of the Saint and the Virgin may be inside them... In addition... I also smell a hint of time overlap."

Liu Yonglu raised his notebook and smelled it. There was no other smell except a faint smell of scallion oil. This smell was left over from when he and Xiaohu had scallion oil snacks last night...

“Taste is also a metaphor.”

The knife flew in the air, peeling the apple in front of Ling'er, and the apple flew into the little girl's hands:

“Time may be a line in your eyes, but it is not like that in our eyes. You won’t understand even if I tell you too much.

But the answer that Qiao Ni wanted to get at that time has changed. If he were still alive now, what he would find in the secret passage would definitely be beyond his expectations.

Of course, maybe if I give the stupid witch a few more days she will be able to give me an answer, but she will never understand what I just said."

She didn’t... I didn’t either... I didn’t care about the time, once we got to the Holy See and entered the secret passage, everything would be clear.

Liu Yonglu praised her a few more times before leaving the room.

As soon as I went out, I ran into Bill and Jacob. These two have been busy like spinning tops in the past two days. Saint Baran's identity was exposed in Lombardy City, and ordinary people gathered in the hotel. The circle of wealthy and noble people in Victoria was in an uproar.

But they have status, so they can't just sit in a carriage and wait outside the inn and shout.

These people, all of them using their own unique abilities, used their connections to contact the Holy See and were determined to meet Saint Balaam at all costs!
They cannot live without listening to Saint Balaam’s sermons and blessings!

All these invitations finally fell into the hands of Bill and Jacob. Could they make Saint Barlan show up for these mundane matters?
Even if they had the courage, they wouldn't dare to do it. So the best strategy was to run away and quickly take Saint Barlaam back to the Holy See.

The two of them went upstairs to discuss this matter with Liu Yonglu.

Coincidentally, Liu Yonglu also got the next clue to the puzzle of Qiao Ni from Ling'er, and the two sides hit it off immediately. There is no need to delay and they will go to the Holy See to meet the Cardinal tomorrow.

"You two have been working hard lately. Don't worry too much. I'm an adult and can take care of myself."

Liu Yonglu looked at the dark circles under Bill and Jacob's eyes and comforted them kindly.

"Mr. Rich, these are just some mundane little things. Compared with your trip to the Holy See to spread the gospel, they are not worth mentioning."

As the presiding judge, Bill dared not take any credit for himself and said modestly.

"You just said... many wealthy businessmen and nobles in Victoria are interested in my tour?"

"Of course, in the entire Western Continent, when it comes to piety and loyalty to the Saint, the people of Widalia have a long tradition and history."

"I understand that they want to see me, but I have something important to do, so I can only let them down."

Liu Yonglu changed the subject again:
"But if I'm too eager to see you... ahem... I'll ask them to help sell the Cosmic brand cigarettes. Each of them can take on a few carloads of cigarettes. That's the best they can do."

(End of this chapter)