After becoming a disciple of the Pope

Ye Shaoqing searched around in the courtyard, and finally found it on the roof.

Xiaguang dyed its whole body orange-red, and smeared a warm breath on the usually holy and cold pure white.

Ye Shaoqing climbed up the ladder to the back of it, and seeing the white fox was resting with its eyes closed, tentatively stretched out a hand and shook it in front of it, but there was no response, so he boldly tried to touch the pair of furry ears secretly, but unfortunately he didn't When it touched it, it was pulled away by the big tail that was thrown over, but the force was extremely light, as if a feather had scratched its heart.

Gently, tickle.

Well, it's just that this guy feels so good to the touch, no wonder fur was so expensive in the previous life, no one can resist the temptation of this kind of fur.

Ye Shaoqing couldn't help pulling the corners of her mouth, holding back her cheap hands, she didn't grab the tail, she just sat down beside it, and asked, "What are you doing here to blow the wind?"

The white fox opened his eyes and looked at him, then turned his head to look at the setting sun in the distance. Most of the setting sun was blocked by the uneven houses, and the afterglow fell into its pupils, rendering it into two spots of golden red. It said slowly: "What do you think?" Does the sunset here look good?"

Ye Shaoqing blinked in surprise, and said, "It's also...very ordinary."

"The setting sun must be seen from a high place to appreciate the real beauty. I used to live in a very tall tower. In the whole city, no building could block my sight."

"Extremely tall tower? What do you do to live in such a high place? It's cold in winter and the wind is still strong, so it's not convenient to go up and down the stairs." Ye Shaoqing said frankly, "It's better to live on the third floor, where it's quiet and moisture-proof, and the lighting is just right."

The white fox was silent for a moment, seemed to find his words very interesting, and smiled softly, "A high place is a symbol of status... How many people have been climbing up all their lives, wishing they could sleep in the sky."

"Sleeping in the sky?" Ye Shaoqing's mouth twitched, "Isn't that where the dead go?"

The white fox stared solemnly, and said in a solemn and stern tone, "Don't talk nonsense, the kingdom of heaven is the abode of the gods, and only devout believers can accept the guidance of the gods to return to the kingdom of heaven after death."

"..." Ye Shaoqing is an out-and-out atheist, but this world has the unquestionable authority of the Holy See, and there are many strange species and mysterious powers. It is hard to say whether there are really gods.

"Oh, isn't it just to watch the sunset? What's the problem?" He suddenly stood up, stretched out his hand to scoop it up, hugged the white fox and put it on top of his head, and said with a smile, "Look, isn't it high?"

Ye Zheng: "..."

After a long time, it swept its tail lightly and said, "Put me down."

Ye Shaoqing took the opportunity to hug it, but it jumped away.

Yezheng glanced at him with his slender fox eyes, and said calmly, "Don't you want to get out of this small circle, to see the outside world and the scenery from high places?"

Ye Shaoqing was taken aback for a moment, and fell into a rare thought.

Before he knew it, he had been here for a few months, and the fear and novelty at the beginning had long since disappeared, and the days had turned into a pool of calm stagnant water, and the occasional wind could not blow a single ripple.

In the book that Lao Tao gave him, there are countless wonderful animals and plants, wild jungles where crises and adventures coexist, and magical and powerful magical arts, all of which are fascinating, let alone What about Ye Shaoqing who is naturally curious about these unknown things?

It is probably the dream of many archaeologists to be able to personally explore the mysterious civilization that has been turned into a pile of loess in the previous life.It would be a lie to say that you are not tempted, but here, there are friends who get along well, teachers who are kind and kind, and a stable and happy life. For Ye Shaoqing who was alone in the previous life, these are all luxuries.

Ye Zheng watched him quietly and said, "You can think about it slowly."

"What about you?" Ye Shaoqing asked suddenly, "If I choose to continue living my little life here, what about you?"

"Heh." Ye Zheng laughed lowly, but his tone was extremely cold, "In that case, of course I will...leave."

Ye Shaoqing raised her eyebrows: "You will starve to death if you leave me."

Yezheng grinned, and brought his fangs to his neck. The cold air he exhaled made his skin instantly covered with goosebumps. The white fox smiled deeply, and his voice was like a cello, with a mellow and provocative rhythm. Extremely, but also extremely dangerous: "Before then, I will squeeze you dry."

"..." Ye Shaoqing's hairs were about to stand on end.

"I lied to you." Yezheng let out a joyful laugh, and his tail swung along with him, gliding across his thigh like a dragonfly.

Realizing that she was being tricked, Ye Shaoqing lowered her eyebrows in displeasure, and muttered in her heart: "I don't know how to raise a white-eyed fox..."

While talking, the sun had completely set on the horizon, Ye Shaoqing refused to chat with this cunning fox, and crawled down the roof.At this time on weekdays, Wen Qingze would have finished his dinner. Although he said he was going to visit the grave today, he still hasn't returned.

Just when Ye Shaoqing was hesitating whether to leave him a meal, the sound of "quack quack quack" came from the living room, three times very rhythmically, and three times again.

"Talking bird?"

Ye Shaoqing put down his rolled-up sleeves and walked to the special bird rack in the living room. A pitch-black bird was stretching its neck and quacking at him. Its feathers were shiny like metal. A short tentacle dangled like a wire.

He tapped on the tentacles of the talking bird with mental strength, and Lao Tao's voice came from the bird's beak immediately: "Xiaoye, Aze is in my shop. He's sick, come and have a look."

"Sickness?" Ye Shaoqing was startled, and suddenly remembered that the other party had mentioned Chen's disease that the sea of ​​consciousness was infected, but Wen Qingze hadn't had any abnormalities, and he almost forgot about it.

"I see, come right away."

With a "click", the opening and closing door brought a gust of wind, and the talking bird returned to silence, silently staying in its place like a sculpture.

Seeing Ye Shaoqing rushing out the door, Ye Zheng jumped off the roof and followed quietly.

Lao Tao's store has put up the sign of closing business in advance.Ye Shaoqing saw Wen Qingze who almost passed out in the rest room of the store.

The man curled up on the sofa bed, his forehead and neck were covered with cold sweat, his temples were throbbing, and his veins were bulging nearby, his eyes were still moving rapidly under his closed eyelids, his brows were also tangled together in drowsiness, and there were occasional fragments of moaning Overflowing from the throat, I don't know how much pain I am enduring.

"What's going on? I'm fine this morning." Ye Shaoqing frowned, but no matter how much he called Wen Qingze, he couldn't get a response.

"Oh, Aze's old problem." Lao Tao shook his head and sighed, "I was infected by the plague of alien animals more than ten years ago, and it has not been completely cured. It will happen once, and when it hurts, it will feel like someone smashed his head with a sledgehammer, and then sews it up with a needle and thread, and repeats it over and over again. Today is the death day of his parents, and it’s like that when he comes back from visiting the grave.”

Ye Shaoqing frowned even deeper: "Then what did you do when it happened before?"

Lao Tao stroked his white beard and said, "He sometimes comes to me, and asks me to sort out his sea of ​​consciousness and relieve pain..."

Ye Shaoqing said: "Then can't we relieve him this time?"

"It's not the old man, I don't want to. He also came to see me this time when he got sick, but this time it's different from usual. It's so menacing. It didn't take long for him to enter my room, and he was so painful that he couldn't even speak. I can’t come out anymore, I’ve tried several times to input mental power, but it’s not very effective.” Old Tao sighed, so anxious that he tore off several beards.

Ye Shaoqing said: "What about Bodhi Lotus? Didn't Wen Qingze say that his condition has improved a lot since he used Bodhi Lotus?"

Lao Tao thought for a while, and said: "It is reasonable, after all, he has not had an attack for more than half a year, but it is also possible that he was temporarily suppressed by the Bodhi lotus, accumulated for a long time, and suddenly erupted, and the attack became more severe. .In short, there will always be problems if you treat the symptoms but not the root cause.”

Wen Qingze bit his lips unconsciously in pain, and uttered a few indistinct syllables. Ye Shaoqing leaned over to listen, but couldn't hear what he was saying, so he had to fetch a towel to wipe the sweat off his face.

"Then how can we cure the root cause?" Looking at him like this, Ye Shaoqing felt powerless for a while, and gritted his teeth, "Can you tell me the way to sort out the sea of ​​consciousness for others, so that I can try it?"

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