flower and big devil

[Cut off his head in its entirety—like a watermelon split in two by a sharp watermelon knife. 】

Luo Xiu was stunned in place. At this moment, the black-haired young man only felt that the voice of the middle-aged nun who was standing in front of him chatting endlessly seemed to be coming from far away...

Rendell is dead.

The man whose head was cut off by him in the dream, was also cut off his own head in the same way in reality——

The initial drowsiness has been completely dispelled, he shivered, only felt his fingertips were cold, and the temperature that had been accumulated with great difficulty in the quilt just now completely disappeared without a trace... ...However, when the middle-aged nun approached worriedly and asked him if he needed an additional dress, she numbly shook her head.

No one knew that at this moment, under the loose chanting robe, the body of the black-haired young man was trembling almost imperceptibly——

Luo Xiu didn't even dare to close his eyes... As long as he fell into the darkness, he seemed to see countless black feathers falling from his body. He seemed to be in an empty and dark space, and he was only accompanied by The head that was neatly cut off from the base of the neck.

The middle-aged man stared at him with his dark brown eyes staring at him.

I can't die with peace...

"—Alice?"

"..."

"—Alice?"

The beautiful black-haired young man lowered his long and thick eyelashes. In the dim flickering candlelight, his exquisite facial features seemed to be high-end ceramic sculptures placed in the window of a boutique—under the worried gaze of a middle-aged nun, the black The young man suddenly smiled politely, but when he raised his head, anyone could easily find that the corners of the raised lips were filled with a smile that did not reach the dark black pupils that had no warmth at all. Under the eyes——

Luo Xiu seemed hesitant to speak.

"My name is Teresa." The middle-aged nun said lovingly.

"Mother Teresa," Luo Xiu showed a relieved expression, the corners of his lips still maintained a cold arc, "it's so late, why did Rendell go to the bell tower?"

"The clock in the clock tower is always more than ten seconds behind the correct time. Lord Uzrok heard that Rendell has the ability to repair clocks, so he specially invited him to the clock tower to check again after dinner... Who knows... Poor Lord Uzrock, he blamed himself very much, thinking that it was all because of his willful decision for a while that caused Rendell to ruin his life—”

The nun sighed a long time. At this time, she slightly raised the candlestick in her hand so that in the flickering firelight, she missed the black-haired young man in front of her because when she heard the name "Uzrock", A sharp light flashed in the black pupils...

"Come on, Alice, let's go to the auditorium to pray and see Rendell off. I know this is your first day in Buddha Lomon, but what I want to tell you is that even if it is in Buddha Lomon Not unusual."

"Okay, Mother Teresa." The black-haired young man smiled and said in a low and quiet voice, "Let's go to the auditorium."

……

Lord, let them rest forever,

Let the eternal light shine upon them.

O God, you will be praised in Zion,

You will be honored in Jerusalem.

Hear my prayers.

All men will come before you.

Lord, let the departed rest in eternal rest,

Let the eternal light shine upon them.

Lord, grant mercy.

Christ, grant mercy.

Lord, grant mercy.

in the day of wrath

The world will be reduced to ashes,

David and Thebys prophesied this way.

When the day of judgment comes,

Strictly measure everything,

How the world will tremble.

Horn puts the dreadful sound

Proclaimed to all the graves of the earth,

Summon all souls before the throne.

When man stands before the judge,

confessed his actions,

Death and humanity would be amazed.

"Requiem Mass", created in 1873-1874, is the most famous sacred music created by the Italian composer Verdi. It adopts the genre and words of the traditional mass, and the lyrics are selected from the prayers of the funeral mass. It has a huge infection that makes people cry Li, author, unknown.

In the solemn and solemn auditorium, the slow and sad sacred music was slowly sung by people, the moonlight poured in through the skylight above the head, the ground was coated with a thin layer of silver frost, and they became the hall in the auditorium. The only natural light source... Hundreds of people were woken up from their beds in the middle of the night. Under the supervision of the nuns, they put on their chanting robes and came here without any complaints. They held candlesticks and their faces were solemn... completely unified Under the moonlight, everyone became very inconspicuous in their attire.

Luo Xiu stood among the crowd, the light from the candlestick in his hand shone on his delicate face. When he raised his head, he could easily see the figure standing in the front of the auditorium, wearing the gorgeous costume of a cardinal. The sexy thin lips of the tall man led all the people in the auditorium to sing this sad song together——

Uzrock also held a candlestick in his hand, it was not the one that Luo Xiu saw in his office before, at this moment, the man frowned slightly, leading everyone to sing sacred songs to appease the dead Undead... The people around him followed him and chanted in low voices, as if they really felt the slightest bit of sadness for the man who lost his head and life tonight.

In the candlelight, the man's blood-red pupils were extremely bright and dazzling.

Luo Xiu'an stood there quietly. As time passed, his eyes on the man standing on the stage became more and more serious. He listened to the words of Clake and the old man who loved to play chess. After singing the last syllable proficiently and earnestly following the man on the stage, the auditorium finally fell silent——

To be precise, it should be a deathly silence.

Compared to a solemn funeral, Luo Xiu felt that everything in front of him was like an evil demonic ritual that had to be completed in the middle of the night.

Everything in front of me looked so ridiculous.

However, even so, Luo Xiu did not make any rebellious actions - on the first day he came to Buddha Luomen, this young man had already learned the rule of "when you come to a place, you must abide by the rules of the game in that place". , He tried to do what he wanted to do willfully, but it turned out that his persistence was nothing more than a meaningless sacrifice.

So, when all the people around held up the candlesticks and sang praises to God, Luo Xiu also raised his hands expressionlessly; when all the people around put down the candlesticks and held them flat on his chest, Luo Xiu went numb With a straight face, he also moved the candlestick that was about to burn out to the same position, and let the warm light of the fire shine on his narrow jaw in the increasingly cold auditorium...

"—Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, let the dead be at peace, and let the living be liberated."

"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, let the dead be at peace, and let the living be liberated." Luo Xiu repeated with the people around him without any ups and downs. That tall, handsome man.

And Rendel's body was placed in the coffin at Uzrok's feet.

His head and his body were put together again, but the seemingly continuous bright red liquid almost stained the entire white silk cloth under him, and the people around didn't seem to see this weird scene As if, they held candlesticks and lined up quietly, one by one came to the side of Rendell's coffin, then bent down, and placed the white flowers in their hands next to the sleeping body of the man in the coffin.

"You can tell Rendell something that you haven't had time to tell him yet." The man standing at the highest place was clearly condescending, but said in that approachable and gentle voice, "In this way, he may also be on the road to heaven. will be comforted."

"Heaven?" Luo Xiu rolled the corners of his lips, revealing a mocking smile.

"I think so too, Alice." Clark, who was following Luo Xiu, lowered his voice and said like a thief, "This man is a full-fledged murderer. If such a person can go to heaven, then can What kind of place is it?"

"That's right," Luo Xiu chuckled and repeated, "What a good place that could be."

When Luo Xiu approached the coffin holding the flower he got from the nun in his hand, he almost subconsciously raised his head to look at the tall man standing above the coffin—but to his surprise, at this time At this moment, Uzrok is also looking at him with those beautiful eyes of different colors...

Under the moonlight, the man was shrouded in shadows, and the black-haired young man was stunned, only to feel that the temperature that he had barely gathered before disappeared without a trace again at this moment... The cold wind blowing in from nowhere came from the chanting The neckline of the robe was blown in, and the slender neck of the black-haired young man was covered with goose bumps——

The hand holding the white unknown flower moved, and in the next second, under the gaze of everyone around, the black-haired young man raised his arm expressionlessly, and stretched the flower to Uzro in front of gram.

There was a sound of gasping around.

He didn't know who shook his candlestick. In the light of the fire, Luo Xiu vaguely saw a meaningful smile on the corner of the man's lips.

The surrounding air froze in an instant, and people subconsciously breathed lightly, as if they were afraid that they would exhale or inhale too hard, and shatter the weird and charming scene in front of them——

In the dim light, the man standing on a high place was handsome and beautiful. He stood quietly behind the altar in a delicate and gorgeous bishop's robe, with a gentle smile on the corner of his lips, and looked down at him condescendingly The white flower that just bloomed just now; under the altar, a beautiful black-haired young man stood on tiptoe slightly and stretched his arms, as if he was trying hard to send the white flower in his hand to the tall man. Under the tip of his nose, his face was expressionless, his high nose bridge and small fan-like eyelashes cast a small shadow on his face under the candlelight.

Oops, this is angry.

Looking at the beautiful black-haired young man in front of him, with the provocation in those bright black pupils, the man standing on the altar showed a conniving... even a trace of helpless smile.

a long time.

To everyone's surprise, after the silence, before Uzrok could make any move, the black-haired young man who made the astonishing move lowered his eyes, retracted his hand holding the flower, and his heel It landed on the ground again, and he took back the white flower that he just took back from under the man's nose to his chest, sniffed it carefully, and then said lightly: "Ashes to ashes, ashes to ashes."

The black-haired young man's words fell, and the smile on the lips of the man standing on the altar also silently expanded. His voice was low and slow, and he repeated gracefully: "Ashes to ashes, ashes to ashes."

All the people around—including the clergy of Tuofutu Luomen looked at each other. After a brief silence, it was unknown who among the crowd took the lead and repeated it. It spread, and it was also mixed with the sound of human sobbing——

The light of the fire that faintly reflected on the man's face disappeared after a flash. In the darkness, what people don't know is that at the same time, what disappeared was the smile on the man's face standing on the altar——he lowered his eyes, his gaze Deep and cold, like a king offended by a courtier's gaffe.

And this moment.

Luo Xiu's attention was focused on the exaggerated and ridiculous sobs in the crowd, and he sneered mockingly in his heart. He squeezed the white flower like a dirty garbage, and came to Rendell's coffin Earlier, he originally wanted to put the white flower in the man's hand in a hurry and leave immediately, but what he didn't expect was that when he bent down and tried to throw the flower in, Rendell, who was lying inside with his eyes closed, turned away. Suddenly opened his eyes——

Blood was gurgling out from the base of his neck. His neck was gone, as if someone had cut it neatly from the top of his body with a sharp weapon. The middle-aged man's head was lying quietly on the ground. He stared at Luo Xiu with big eyes that seemed to be dying.

The head of the middle-aged man lay quietly in the coffin, and he stared at Luo Xiu with big eyes that seemed to be dying.

Luo Xiu gasped for breath.

What followed was severe pain and dizziness in his mind. The flower in his hand fell to the place where the pungent smell of blood was still exuding. The black-haired young man only felt that the candlelight in front of him suddenly turned into There was a dull scene, and then, it was as if someone closed the curtains in his eyes——

Amidst the screams of the nuns, the black-haired young man shook his body violently, but just before he fell into the coffin ridiculously, someone quickly grabbed his arm and stabilized his body.

"Be careful, Alice."

A man's gentle and magnetic voice sounded above the head of the black-haired young man.

People breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, they heard a "snap" again, and everyone's eyes widened, watching the black-haired young man who didn't know what to do or what to do suddenly opened his eyes, and slapped Uzrock heavily with his hands. On the back of the hand—

"Don't touch me, demon!"