After Becoming a Little Sister
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The vast majority of Protestant churches do not list this book as a canon, and very few will list it as an apocrypha. However, the Hebrew fragments of this book once appeared in the Dead Sea Scrolls, which belong to the A chapter that cannot be falsified but is unwilling to be accepted.
If Mrs. Jane was really adhering to the perfect personality, there shouldn't be such mistakes.
She recalled the content of these articles and read the books in the study again. Could it be that Mrs. Jane is a Catholic?
At first glance, the difference between the churches is simply a matter of different organizations, but in fact it involves a lot of historical mysteries. The early church was a complete Catholic Church, which was designated as the state religion by the early Roman Empire.
Then under the influence of the demise of the Roman Empire, it split into two churches, the East and the West. The Eastern Church centered on Constantinople and called itself the Orthodox Church, while the Western Church insisted on the old name of Catholicism and centered on Rome.
Protestantism was reformed on the basis of Roman Catholicism in the 16th century, emphasizing justification by faith, that is to say, human beings are redeemed not simply because of God’s curtain, but a large part of it depends on their own efforts and faith—— In a sense, Protestantism can be regarded as a progressive product of the secularization of Catholicism, which is roughly similar to Zen in Buddhism.
At least they deny the existence of purgatory, a middle ground between heaven and hell, and stop selling indulgences.
The Holy Cross was originally born on the basis of Protestantism, so in many cases, it deviates from the purely faith-based style in people's impressions, and pays more attention to reality, and even sometimes the reality is a bit blasphemous-such as Talk about artificial gods and the like.
The current Rosicrucian Society is the tradition of the old Catholic Church. It followed the path of the old-fashioned church at the time. The difference is that there are more technologies and talents in the new era. Lord, rather than a more purely faith-oriented organization.
So... Maybe I have to revise my perception about Mrs. Jane?
There is not a huge difference in the way a Catholic believer behaves from a Protestant believer.
Most importantly, other possibilities have to be reconsidered in terms of ciphers. There are also differences between the Catholic Old Testament and the Protestant.
She put those books back, thinking about the details of the fight with Mrs. Jane, and tried hard to outline the real character model of the other party.
Whether it's Minerva, the Holy Cross, or the current Rosicrucian Society, they always feel that they are related to each other, and the relationship is quite deep.
For such an opponent, pure violence is not enough. We need to test and understand each other, and finally find the fatal weakness.
Unless the violence is so strong that no tricks are needed, or that no conspiracy can stop it, and it can sweep everything...
The maid in the red skirt looked down from the second floor, swept across the wall behind the desk, and stopped at the huge painting of the Madonna.
In the Middle Ages, almost all ornamentation was related to faith.
Blue symbolizes holiness, white represents purity, and red represents God's blood and love.
If someone looks up the previous portraits of the Virgin Mary, they will probably find that the Virgin Mary was wearing a red and blue smock at that time, but this is not because the red and blue paints are cheap to obtain, but because they are more expensive, so they are more pious.
The red pigment comes from cochineal, the blue pigment comes from ultramarine blue, and the ultramarine blue pigment is made by grinding lapis lazuli.
Blue, which was disliked earlier, gradually became the representative color of the Virgin Mary, the French royal family, King Arthur and the nobles after the [-]th century. In the religious reformation of the [-]th century, blue was lucky to avoid Protestantism and Catholic disputes have become a neutral color, and painters are not afraid of being labeled as using it.
But the portrait of Mary on the wall, in a white smock, seemed too plain, then and now, for the upper-class people who were willing to use expensive gold leaf and lapis lazuli paints.
"...So that's it, I understand everything!"
The corner of the maid in the red dress curled into a smile, like an elementary school student who had solved some kind of problem.
She put all the things back in place, and made sure that she had left no traces, and then she quietly leaned out of the study and walked briskly into the darkness of the manor.
But what she didn't see was that after she left, in the innermost part of the sunny nursery like a dense forest, there were vines slowly turning their heads as if they were alive, and the dry skin of the trees looked like human faces, staring at the wall without expression. study.
On the root of the tree, a pale yellow zijella flower in bud, dripping a drop of dew.
It's like laughing at the uninvited guest, she doesn't understand anything at all—
PS: There is something wrong, rua, it has rained and moldy recently, hopeless
PS2: continue tomorrow
Chapter 986 0967-Today everyone is stunned
A new day, the sun rises as usual.
Aliya didn't know that her dear mother Guiye entered the manor of the Great Demon King and found some useful things.
And those materials are all written in a different world language - the kind that she can understand at a glance, just like the diary of Emperor Roselle that a certain washroom owner can understand at a glance.
It's a pity that my mother blamed me for missing the simplest and rude way of deciphering, and chose a difficult challenge.
But what does this have to do with Aaliyah?
"Who made my mother run around all day!" In the restaurant, Alia picked up a fried egg: "She called me, she must have accomplished some 'feat', but I don't want to ask at all, even if I know about it It is very likely that it has something to do with me, the copy of Europa, or even the Great Demon King, but if I don’t want to ask, I just don’t want to ask, and I even want her to suffer more!”
The mother blamed her for calling to greet Aliya early in the morning, but this did not move her daughter, but made the latter full of suspicion.
Think about it, my mother blames her temper, is it because she usually calls to inquire about her health when she has nothing to do?
Mostly because I was ready to do something, I got new clues, so I started to break through the level, so I set a flag before leaving.
Khaki is wild and noncommittal, but Spicy Chicken Shreds is quite curious: "Why are you so sure? What if she just suddenly thought of it and asked you?"
"Of course it's because of the bond between mother and daughter." Aliya held up her fork, "I am such a filial daughter, only a hard-hearted person can stop asking for her health every day, and how can such a hard-hearted person occasionally open up—this There must be some background of horrific moral depravity behind it!"
Spicy Chicken Sighed: "Not everyone's parents will call you every day to ask about your situation."
"Yes." Lianhua, who was drinking soup next to her, raised her head: "My mother would call me and Xiaomei every day at noon, and would tell us to eat more vegetables."
Xiong Luoli nodded in agreement: "And sister-in-law too, she beats more than mom."
"This—this is a special case, you are girls, you can't see Steve!"
"Yes." Khaki wildly wiped the corners of his mouth: "My mother will send me the early emoji of the color matching especially for middle-aged and elderly friends every morning, the special effects of the ancient Internet surfing period, and sometimes remind me to eat in the afternoon. fruit."
"..." Jisi blinked, and finally looked back at Alia, feeling that this society is cold and heartless, and only she has warmth.
"Don't look at me, I have more than one mother, I still have fish—no, I have a real mother." Aliya took out her mobile phone: "I checked three times in the morning, noon and night, and my mother doesn't love me so much." I."
Spicy Chicken Shreds silently lowered her head, looking at the soup bowl in front of her with a heartless look.
The crying cat sitting next to her thought for a while, took out her tablet and looked through today's messages, and then found a few from the hundreds of messages bombarded by Big Bob every day that could be shown to Spicy Chicken Yes, he handed it over to comfort her and said, "Actually, your uncle also cares about you."
Spicy Chicken raised his head in surprise, looked at his uncle's concern and inquiry, took a deep breath, and blushed directly to the ears: "What are these!!"
Alicia's ears quivered, and she raised her head suddenly, with a sharp light in her eyes.
Have a melon? !
She squinted her eyes and was about to press forward, but unexpectedly, the khaki-colored Kuang Fang moved her chopsticks forward and stopped her silently.
Facing Alia's gaze, Zhuang, the caring and trustworthy male best friend of the protagonist group, just shook his head, signaling not to do something that would make Spicy Chicken Shreds ashamed and angry to death. A big character - shredded spicy chicken.
If you continue playing, the new generation of the protagonist group is four...five...cough, there are several giants, and they should become (several -1) giants, full of mathematical myths.
Spicy Chicken Shreds was still looking down, and the crying cat Maotou who was eating obviously didn't expect that his lady would slip and press to the original interface, and now she was turning up and down, and when she turned the page, she The two people in front of them were fighting with forks and chopsticks, and their swords and swords were flickering.
Spicy Chicken Shreds put down the tablet and slapped the table heavily: "It's too deceiving!"
Then she saw Aliya and Khaki Kuangfang holding the cutlery and holding the table together: "What are you doing?"
Aliya and Khaki looked at each other wildly, and said in unison: "BBQ——"
"……what?"
"No, it's okay." Aliya threw the fork aside casually: "What did you watch so happily before?"
"I, I, I, I don't have it!" Spicy Chicken Shredded stubbornly said, "I don't have it!"
"You look suspicious like this, let my sister come to Kangkang, how is your development!" Alia made a gesture to reach out to grab the conscience of the spicy chicken shreds, and the latter almost subconsciously raised her hand to stop her chest, and then looked at it. Arya's hand turned and stretched out to the tablet.
"?!" Spicy chicken shreds ghosts: "Jessica——"
The crying cat raised its head suddenly, with half of a sweet shrimp in its mouth, it looked like a cat eating.
After hearing the call, she reached out almost subconsciously to intercept it, but Alia flipped her wrist and pointed on the back of her hand, easily pressing her down.
The khaki wild man next to him stretched out his hand again, Alia frowned, and the corner of her mouth curled up into a wicked, arrogant, domineering and cool smile, and she backhanded him directly. My mother blamed the "Human Martial Arts Limit Code" that my mother made up. "Tianshan Zhemei Hand" was displayed by her, and the two hands turned into afterimages and interlaced continuously, and the hem of the clothes tore the air and made a whistling sound.
Spicy Chicken Silk wanted to grab the tablet, but there was no way to reach out. Every time she reached out, Alia flicked it on the back of her hand. After several flicks, the back of her hand turned red. The conditioned reflex like a dog is about to come out.
In desperation, she could only grit her teeth: "Boji! Take the tablet back!"
Poseidon Poseidon, who was sitting not far away while eating a meal bag and looking at today?, raised her eyebrows, sighed silently, put down the newspaper, and walked towards this side, her steps were soothing and graceful, farting under the windbreaker The bulging close-fitting leather jacket exudes the demeanor of a catwoman.
But so what?
Alicia laughed: "Interesting——"
It was rare to find an interesting toy. She popped out her right hand that had not moved, shook her wrist, and the sleeves slid down from her wrist, revealing her tender white arms. Seeing that she was playing with her temper.
"Hey, Aya—" a voice that no one expected came in.
Lianhua held a small bottle in her hand, looked at Alia, and then gestured forward.
In an instant, everyone fell silent.
Poseidon Poseidon froze on the spot, Spicy Chicken Silk's scalp tingled, Crying Mao Maotou almost subconsciously picked up the plate in front of him and was ready to retreat at any time.
The khaki-colored maniac withdrew his hand silently, pretending nothing had happened, even Xiong Luoli quietly moved to the side, leaning out half of her body from the bear-shaped child seat of Muscular Sister Gui Aige. His legs drooped on the ground, and he started running at the first movement.
Aliya squeezed out a stiff expression, and said with a sneer: "I, I was just joking... just kidding..."
"A joke? What are you kidding?" Lianhua didn't understand, so she said, "Help me twist this transparent soy sauce bottle. I just tried it and it didn't open."
"……That's it?"
"So what are you talking about, Aya?"
"Nothing! Nothing!" Aliya hurriedly twisted the bottle for her: "I'm just curious hahahahaha——"
It breaks through both physical and legal defenses, directly melts through her body protection, and even needs to be contained with materials made by myself. The magic acid of the lotus has become the same existence as the original substance, even Alia dare not face it. That thing.
Although she was very confident that the lotus would not be used to smear her face, what if her clothes were blown up, revealing her flowery figure, which was more beautiful than the moon in the sky?
Can't stand it, can't stand it, let's be cowardly.
But I’m sorry, Aliya didn’t think about grabbing the tablet at first, but now she’s curious: “Spicy chicken shreds, what did you watch before, and the reaction is so big?”
The blush that had just subsided from the spicy chicken shreds suddenly came up, and the willow eyebrows stood upright: "You don't care about me!"
"...?"
It's outrageous, even if your uncle sent you all the pictures, you wouldn't be so shy.
Aliya looked suspiciously at Spicy Chicken's face, and shrugged after a while: "Forget it, I'll let you off this time."
Spicy Jisi breathed a sigh of relief, and then recalled the picture specially made by the group of female assassins that his uncle made Assassin lose Paradise, but the blush on his cheeks could not go away.
How can there be such an uncle who is like the crumbs of the world!
Is he really his enemy if he draws a borderline notebook of his niece and another girl, and spreads it everywhere for publicity? !
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