[Yi Yang Qianxi] Chang Gung Star

09.

A few days later, the church was set on fire by someone sent by the bishop. The reason seemed to be that the church was infected with the breath of the devil, and that if the breath was not removed, it would be easy to become holy and defiled... billowing thick smoke Straight into the sky, a fire snake several meters high coiled around the entire church, overlooking the world proudly, Elliott understood that this took away not only the church but also the proof of the existence of that person, he was in a trance, It seems to have returned to the scene of that day—the day when the broken wings disappeared.

He raised his jaw, with a look of disdain on his face, "That's fine, let this church accompany that guy."

After one last glance at the burning church, he turned and left without hesitation.Close your eyes, bang—the church stones behind you collapsed with a loud noise, and brought a sandstorm-like dust; Elliot rubbed the center of his eyebrows with his index finger, trying to calm down as much as possible.

His eyes opened a small slit, and he squinted at the oil-paper umbrella in his hand; he also thought about throwing the oil-paper umbrella into the flames and letting the flames devour the worn-out oil-paper umbrella, but he couldn't bear it... I don't know how long it took How far away, he stopped and raised his hands to tuck his hair behind his ears, looking back at the fiery red and illusory smoke not far away...

"It's gone..." He didn't know whether he was talking about himself or was still in that church, his eyes were bloodshot at some point, he sighed and habitually opened the oiled paper umbrella, which pressed down so low that he almost fell asleep. His face was covered, and after everything was ready, he continued to walk forward. He didn't know where he would go, but he was sure that he would come back here as he wanted, regardless of whether the church turned into ashes in the end.

In this way, more than ten years have passed, Elliott has returned to the place where his race lives, and has also been to the far east; during this period, he learned how to hide the characteristics of his elves with the help of his tribe, and restrained himself from being too stupid before. thoughts.Elliott was thinking about some things. In the company of his tribe, he thought about it more than once and mentioned to his tribe, "Is the eternal life of the elves a beautiful gift from God to the elves or the most vicious curse", but the tribe just laughed it off and did not give it to Elliott. Liot's exact reply... He originally wanted to stay in a place accompanied by his tribe, but he also had the desire to go to the east where his "believer" was born - these years have made him more popular in the eyes of his tribe. An erratic feature point.

Elliott has seen not only the known things in that church but also unknown things on the road he has traveled for more than ten years, but in the end he stumbled back to the original place-the church.The only thing left in the church was the dark ruins and ruins. He put his hand on the stone wall, and the tip of his nose seemed to be able to smell the smell of the fire at that time. He spread his hands and saw the black dust on his palms. Otto frowned without leaving a trace.

He pulled up the scarf around his neck to cover his mouth and nose, stepped back a few steps, and brushed off the dust that he accidentally got on his body with the other hand.Looking at the ruined walls, Elliott felt a little lucky at that time. He didn't understand why he was lucky. Most likely, God left traces of that person's existence for him...

Seeing an extra shadow on the stone wall, he turned his head, and what he saw was a magnified face. The extremely familiar face made him froze in place. Two pear nests...

"Long time no see, my God." The man bent over and stretched out his hand to pull off the scarf used to cover his mouth and nose, and then rubbed Elliott's soft hair.Elliot snorted coldly and turned his head to avoid his hand, "Yi Yangqianxi! Aren't you...?"

Yi Yang Qianxi could understand what Elliott was referring to. He nodded and straightened up, "Haha, have you forgotten the content of the story I told? The short-lived young master came back to find the god he believed in but failed .” Yi Yang Qianxi opened his amber eyes and stared at Elliott.

"Hmph—we're all cursed 'people' now."

"Yes...but I still believe in you, my Lord God."

Elliott shrugged his shoulders, squinted his eyes, turned around and continued to stare at the ruined walls, and murmured: "I will wait for you, no matter what time it is." The long scarf hanging on the chest rolled down the leaves of the forest next to the ruined walls, and the sound of "rustling" seemed to be playing a long-lost reunion for them.

"You are my eternal Lord God, and I am your eternal believer, no matter whether you are supernatural or not, whether you can protect me; you will always be the Lord God I believe in - this is the only unchanging agreement."

"Chang Gung Star" END.