Quan Zhendong clicked on Quan Baola on the screen, and sighed with regret: "This is a very sad story. It is worth listening to everyone who enters our country."
"When Paula was first accused by the priest as a witch, the trial court had already issued an order to be executed, but many people throughout the country were unwilling to believe this fact and questioned the decision of the trial court."
"They held parade after parade for Paula. There were a large number of men, women and children participating. They were all people who had been blessed by the patron saint of Paula. They hoped that the trial court would judge Paula publicly, but they refused to believe it. The fact that such a wonderful Paula is actually a witch."
"But facts prove it." Quan Zhendong solemnly stated, "The resolution of the trial court is never wrong."
"Next, let everyone take a look at the whole process of Paula's trial."
He clicked the button, the picture on the screen jumped, and a huge and solemn court appeared.
In the center of the trial court, Paula was tied with her hands tied to a wooden stake. Her description was still not embarrassed. She looked up at the judge on the stand with purple eyes, and reiterated firmly: "I am not a witch, I did not seduce him. I am not guilty."
The priest who testified against Paula stood in the plaintiff's table, his head shrunk, his eyes dodged, and he did not dare to look directly at Paula.
The public jury behind Paula fought fiercely. Someone was crying and cursing the priest viciously:
"You slander Paula!"
"Dare you look into Paula's eyes and say what she tempted you again!"
Quan Zhendong casually explained a sentence next to him: "This is the early days. In everyone's minds, the court has not established majesty, so everyone will question the decision of the court. It is a felony to be so loud in the court now, please. keep in mind."
In the video, the bishop sitting high above the judge knocked on the desk and said solemnly, "Quiet."
"Please tell the plaintiff how the witch seduced you."
"That night, in the church..." The priest's voice became smaller and smaller under everyone's gaze. "She took off her clothes, lay down in front of the idol, smiled seductively and waved to me and said, come here. Let me come."
"Her back is so white, her waist is so soft, her eyes glow purple like a succubus in the moonlight, and she has two shiny horns on her head. I didn't notice it for a while..."
The priest lowered his head seemingly ashamed, and his eyes flashed a dark light:
"It’s because I don’t have enough concentration, I can’t stabilize myself, and I was deceived by the witch. It’s my fault. I confessed to God. I am willing to bear all the punishments that my sins bring. Ra is a witch, let everyone not be deceived by her polite appearance, and let more people be deceived by her like me!"
"How is it possible!" The mood of the public jury became fierce again, "Paula would never do such a thing!"
"Quiet!" The bishop patted the table again, and he looked at Paula indifferently. "The defendant stated the situation at the time."
Paula was quiet: "I did take off my clothes at the time, but I didn't know there were people in that place at the time, but just changed clothes there."
The bishop asked very indifferently: "Did you have a relationship with this priest?"
Paula's fingers curled up, and then she quickly calmed down: "Yes, but it's not what he said..."
"You have had a relationship with the priest, and you have lost the qualifications of the saint." The bishop coldly interrupted Paula's argument, and then pronounced a sentence, "You have swallowed so many eels, and there is only a line of distance from the witch. If you can't Stay true to your heart, stay holy, take off your clothes at will to seduce others, then you are indeed no different from a witch."
Between the understatement, the fact that Paula is a witch has already been pronounced.
Seeing that the verdict was about to be pronounced, the jury suddenly rushed out a pair of emotional middle-aged men and middle-aged women. They all looked very vicissitudes of life, their hair was gray, their faces were wrinkled, and they were lying on the fence and crying in pain. , Reached out to touch Paula who was tied to the judgment pillar.
"Paula! My child!" The two of them were about to climb over the fence, desperately trying to save Paula, and they yelled at the same time, "You damn court! You are evil! Let go My Paula!"
"I told you a long time ago not to be stupid and be a good person, we shouldn't teach you so well! We should send you away when you were born!"
"My dear Paula!"
Paula's eyes moved calmly. She bit her lower lip and looked at the crying middle-aged men and women outside the fence. Her eyes were a little red, but she still abide by the rules of the court and did not make a noise in the court. And nonsense.
Although the person here is her parents.
The public jury began to clamor again. At this moment, a man in priest's clothes trot tightly and walked to the bishop's side, and whispered in his ear:
"My lord is marching for Paula again outside the court."
"Our trial was broadcast live. After Paula's parents came, many people fiercely asked for the priest to be tried, saying that he lied."
"Although we need to cleanse the interior and establish authority, depending on the current situation, it is still better not to move Paula so early, which will arouse public outrage, Lord Bishop."
The bishop looked at Paula, his eyes moved darkly, then slightly nodded, raised his hand to let the priest who sent the message go down, and then solemnly spoke:
"Although there are many accusations by the priest, Paula is a saint we all know. She has never had any wrongdoing in eating eels for so long, and she has been holy. Correcting her so easily cannot let us. Everyone was easily convinced and ruined the treasure of our church."
The bishop changed his statement in two or three sentences. He looked lukewarm at the plaintiff priest whose expression was obviously panicked on the other end: "Father, apart from these accusations, do you have any evidence that Paula is a witch? "
Of course, the priest didn’t have any evidence. He just accidentally heard that the Holy See had said that there was a major purge and that Paula would be beaten to the Holy See to establish prestige. Therefore, he dared to see that this famous domestic saint was just changing her clothes. Dare to be lustful when the other party is weakest, and force the other party.
Paula's reputation and power is really good, no one dislikes her, the Holy See has long been unable to stand it, the priest feels that he will take advantage of the trend, and nothing will happen.
But I didn't expect that even if the saint Paula had reached this point, so many people would support her, turning the situation back.
The priest finally panicked, and he shivered and said, "No, no other accusations against the bishop have been made."
"Then are you lying?" The bishop asked solemnly, "Are you slandering our greatest saint, Paula?"
It's over.
When the priest saw the bishop’s cold expression, he knew that he would be sacrificed. He looked at Paula on the judgment pillar with all white lips, and suddenly hoped that this always benevolent and great saint would say something for him. Come to save him.
But Paula never looked at him from start to finish. Even if the man forced her to do what she disliked the most, she was still strong and holy, but she just swept him inadvertently, and Paula's eyes were full of love and hatred. No, just a light and plain glance, and then moved away.
As if he was an ant, no matter how hard he struggled, he was not worthy to touch the corners of her flying knight uniform.
"He is indeed lying." Paula said.
The priest suddenly felt a fierce hatred. Since this woman would never look at him no matter what, he couldn’t get anything. What about Paula, it’s better to struggle to the end, Labao. Pull together to hell.
There is the world's most beautiful saint to be judged by God, and he is not very disadvantaged.
Propelled by this extreme emotion, an ingenious thought suddenly burst into his mind.
"I didn't lie!" The priest suddenly raised his head, his chest heaving vigorously, his face covered with tears, "I was indeed seduced by a witch! But my accusation was wrong! That witch is not Paula!"
"Oh?" The bishop raised a little interest. "Were there other women around that night?"
Paula quickly retorted. She rarely looked directly at the priest coldly: "It was only you and me that night. Don't bite and get other girls in."
"It was indeed only me and you that night." The priest looked at Paula with a strange, fanatical look, his expression was indeed repentant and hateful, as if he was condemning a real witch, "but do you know Paula, witch? The cubs can let their mothers seduce the men they like in order to be born into the world, and let the mothers become the cradle for nurturing them."
"What an evil monster." The priest moved his eyes down and looked at Paula's stomach. He licked his trembling mouth, "It's not you who seduced me, it's the child in your stomach."
"You are also a victim, Paula."
Paula's expression was blank, and her gaze slowly moved down, and she looked at her belly with a slightly confused look.
Almost at the same time, everyone's eyes moved to Paula's stomach.
The bishop's eyes swept through Paula's belly meaningfully: "Now send Paula to check."
"No! Don't!" The priest retorted in a loud voice almost instantly. He breathed heavily and looked at Paula. "Any inspection measures will startle the witch in Paula's stomach and make her escape. The witch is an extremely cunning creature. , We can only wait until she is born, completely attached to it, and then kill her."
This can be delayed for at least ten months, and maybe the Holy See will have the ability to clean up Paula during this period.
The bishop pondered for a while, then said: "What you said makes sense."
"Then wait ten months..."
Paula’s father interrupted the Holy See’s sentence sharply, his eyes were red, and he looked at the priest and the bishop with hatred: "If Paula is not pregnant with a child. Does that mean that the priest lied and wanted him to be executed! Burned to death? he!"
The bishop paused: "Of course."
"If Paula is pregnant with a boy." Paula's father took two deep breaths, his aging hands were trembling, and he looked at his young daughter with tears, "Then she is innocent, and the priest should die. !"
"Our Holy See has always been fair, and of course we will execute a liar priest." After being rebutted twice, the bishop unhappy sentenced, "But if Paula is pregnant with a girl, then this girl must be put to death."
"We will monitor Paula's whereabouts during this time to ensure that she will not do anything to let the witch go privately."
Paula's father wanted to continue to refute, but the bishop stood up and said indifferently: "The trial is over and the meeting is adjourned."
The video stopped here. Quan Zhendong looked around everyone and said, "This is Paula's trial."
"Of course, people in our country are familiar with the latter. Paula was indeed pregnant. After October, she gave birth to a child and was tried again. She became a witch and defected on the spot in this trial. That is famous. The Witch’s Heart Trial."
Quan Zhendong smiled reservedly: "That is also the case of the Holy See's fame proves that the priest's accusation was correct at that time, and Paula is a witch."
"This is the video at the time."
Quan Zhendong pressed the play button again, the video jumped, and the screen returned to the trial court again.
The priest waited anxiously in the accuser's seat. He was dripping with cold sweat, dripping from his cheeks, like a father waiting outside the delivery room. In fact, Paula had just been sent to the delivery room of the hospital.
It's just that his waiting mood is not expectation, but fear and hatred. He doesn't seem to be waiting for a newborn who is blood related to him, but like waiting for a guillotine that is about to be chopped off.
The priest was pale, he closed his hands and held the cross on his chest and kept praying in a low voice: "It must be a girl, it must be a girl..."
Paula’s father was waiting outside the delivery room. He was trembling all over, and his mouth was shaking so much that he could not say a complete sentence. He hugged his wife tightly, shed tears, and prayed: "If there is a God Please give us Paula a boy!"
"I will enshrine you forever!"
The delivery room was pushed aside, and the female nurse looked at Paula's father with tears in her eyes, and she couldn't hide her excitement and cried out: "It's a boy!"
"Paula is all right!"
Paula's father made a three-point prayer posture, then rolled his eyes and collapsed on the ground, with a teary smile on his face, just muttering to himself continuously: " …Good Paula, you are right, good deeds are still rewarded."
"Take the child and Paula to the Holy See." The nurse pushed Paula's father to his feet eagerly. "They won't pronounce that priest until they see it with their own eyes!"
Paula's father stood up tremblingly: "Can Paula move? Is she okay?"
"Paula and the child will be sent to the Holy See by the hospital. Are you with us?" the nurse asked.
Paula's father said, "Together."
At the place of the Holy See, at the moment the news came, the priest knelt on the ground, his eyes were empty and looked at the bishop above, the bishop did not look at him, and was a little annoyed, tapping with his fingers continuously. On the table in front of him, his eyes gloomily looked at the judgment pillar that was supposed to be tied to Paula.
Such a good opportunity to destroy Paula's spiritual pillar just slipped away.
The door of the trial court was pushed open. Someone was holding the newly born baby, pushing her pale face. Paula, who was sitting in a wheelchair, walked in. After all this, Paula's purple eyes were still so clear.
"The priest is indeed lying." Paula said, "please put him to death, bishop."
The bishop glanced at Paula gloomily, and then said, "Bring the child up and show me and the priest."
Bao La looked at the child he was presented with tensely: "Please be careful, he is just born."
The bishop lifted the swaddling cloth and glanced at the baby inside, put down the cloth in disgust, waved his hand to signal the others to hug it: "It is indeed a boy."
So the boy was presented to the unsuccessful priest again. Under the strong light of the trial court, the child moved a little uncomfortably in the swaddle. For the first time, he opened his eyes. This was a pair of purple eyes.
The baby looked soft, with purple eyes, very much like Paula, so when he punched his eyes, he looked more like a girl than a boy.
… More like a girl.
The priest gave a sudden excitement. He stood up, and suddenly pointed at the baby indignantly: "The bishop, this is the child, this is the eye, it is the witch who seduced me that day!"
The bishop paused when he heard this. He also seemed to think that the priest was going crazy, and emphasized: "This is a boy."
"Yes, yes, it really looks like a boy." The priest held the child in his arms, traced the child's face from top to bottom, and said with bewilderment, "But Master Bishop, take a closer look. Its face, its eyes, don't you think its face is too charming and beautiful, like a girl?"
"Especially these purple eyes are exactly the same as the eyes I saw when I was confused that night!"
The bishop's tapping fingers stopped. He narrowed his eyes and seemed to understand what the priest wanted to do: "You mean?"
"This kind of witch just born from the mother's body is powerful. We all know that witches can do many things." The priest said flatly and inductively, "What if, is this a witch who can conceal her gender?"
"It just looks like a boy, but does it actually have the heart of a witch?"
The bishop had a meal, and he nodded in admiration: "Or you are thoughtful, this child may indeed be a witch."
The priest wiped the sweat off his forehead, let out a sigh, and lowered his head humbly: "I am a priest, this is what I should do."
"This is a boy." Paula stared at the child in the priest's arms tightly, and asked in disbelief, "How could he be a witch?"
Paula's father yelled even more furiously: "You beasts! You even want children..."
"I said that noise is forbidden in the trial court." The bishop waved his hand unhappily and coldly. "Cover his mouth and drag him down."
Immediately, a security guard came from the side and firmly covered Paula's father's mouth and dragged him down.
At this time, the bishop withdrew his gaze with satisfaction. He looked at Paula kindly: "The Holy See has always been fair. It is indeed the first concept that male witches have proposed. We will not make judgments lightly."
Paula stared at her child: "How do you judge?"
The bishop had a meal, and he was lost in thought.
The priest could not wait to propose a method, he said quickly and eagerly: "Master Bishop, there is only one way to tell whether this child is a witch or not!"
The bishop glanced at him: "What way?"
A chill came slowly over Paula's back. She seemed to have thought of something, and looked at the priest with a dull expression.
"That's the conger! The witch must have eaten the conger and can digest the conger." The priest smiled strangely, "Just put the child and the conger together and see if he can digest it, don't you know?"
The eel and the child are put together, without thinking about it, the child must be dead.
As long as the child dies and the trial is over, no matter whether the child is or not, there is only one result in the trial book, and that is that the child must be a witch.
The bishop nodded without hesitation: "What you said makes sense."
"Upper Seven Conger Eel Pond."
An entire transparent tank full of conger eels was dragged up to the Holy See. The eels were tumbling incessantly. The priest solemnly raised the child with his hands and feet slightly disturbed and walked towards the pool.
"Wait a minute!" Paula wanted to stand up in a wheelchair, but she did not stand up after a few times of effort. It is rare for her to be so embarrassed, with a plea in her tone, and tears in her eyes, "He still A child! Still a boy! Nothing can be a witch's!"
"Please don't, don't judge him like this!"
"Judging witches by gender now seems to be a very superficial cognition." The priest turned around, with a distorted triumphant look on his face. He watched condescendingly at this and finally yielded to him, and finally gave him The saint begging for mercy, almost shuddered, but his tone was still pitiful, "He is also my child, but this is for everyone, and I am willing to sacrifice him."
"Paula, you are a saint, understandable, right?"
With that, the priest turned and walked to the front of the glass jar, holding the child in one hand, kissing the cross in the other, and said amen religiously, and he was about to let go and throw the child down.
At this moment, behind Paula, her light purple eyes completely turned dark purple, her breathing became rapid, scales grew on her face, her body stretched for an instant, and her eyes were full of tears: "Let him go. "
The priest turned around, his expression turned horrified for an instant, and he took a few steps back.
Paula looked at the priest and the bishop, and said hoarsely: "I confessed, I confessed my guilt."
"I seduced the priest that night. I am the witch. I took off my clothes and lured him to come and me..."
"I am a witch! I have the heart of a witch!" Paula screamed hoarsely, and she cried, "but this kid is not, he is innocent, let him go!"
The bishop almost screamed and ordered: "Catch this evil witch!!"
The video stopped here abruptly.
Quan Zhendong looked around everyone: "This is the shame of the Saintess Patrol. I hope everyone will take it as a warning and don't follow Paula's back path."
"At present, Paula has defected to the polluted witch district in the east. When everyone encounters her, they will be killed first, and the Holy See will reward them."
"Now let's introduce the way out for you all."
Quan Zhendong smiled and said, "Of course, even though Paula had an accident, the best way out for you is still the Saintess Patrol, but the Saintess Patrol is also the most dangerous. It is difficult to enter the most demanding place closest to the devil. ."
"But the Holy See is currently the highest place. If you join the Saintess Patrol, the treatment will be the best."
"Secondly, you still have two ways to go out, whether you belong to the company or enter the company's witch post. You can find out about this later."
Quan Zhendong paused: "There is a fourth way. Although this channel is not public, it does exist."
"That's the Island of the Saintess, it also has a nickname called the City of the Sky."
Speaking of Saint Woman's Island, the guards of the Holy See below suddenly showed a faint smile, and some people squeaked their eyebrows.
"The Sky City is an island suspended in the highest part of the country. It has beautiful scenery and a pleasant environment. The women who go up there don't have to do any work to absorb eels. You can only use your normal work and life. It is the purest of the Holy See. A Noah's Ark built by women, a piece of pure land."
Quan Zhendong's expression became compassionate again, and he slowly said:
"The cholera of the witch will end sooner or later. The trial of the witch's heart tells us that the offspring of a woman who swallows an eel is no longer safe. The terrible disaster continues."
"For the continuation of mankind and for the survival of the entire world, we have used many methods to create the Sky City suspended high in the air. There will never be eels climbing up to eroded islands, or spaceships. We will not be Any pure women who have been eroded by eels are sent up, so that they can reproduce with pure men on that pure land, give birth to normal human beings, and let the whole world continue to function proudly."
A woman asked very carefully: "Excuse me, in the sky city, the pure male is..."
Quan Zhendong answered without hesitation: "Of course it is the men of the Holy See."
"All men who have pure beliefs and belong to the Holy See are qualified to set foot on the island of the sky and find their own Eve."
The woman bit her lower lip: "If, a man who is not the Holy See, can he go to the island? If, I said, if, I have a husband who has not joined the Holy See, is he eligible to go to the island?"
Quan Zhendong's eyes instantly cooled, and then quickly warmed up. He looked at the questioning woman kindly and kindly: "Those are likely to be the children of witches, very filthy."
"Break it off with him." Quan Zhendong lovingly stroked the woman's head, "Only when you have sex with the men of the Holy See, you will be holy and safe, and you will not be contaminated by the hidden witch's heart and become a witch. ."
"How can I get to the island?" the woman asked lightly, with a cross hanging on her chest.
"I believe everyone is very curious about how to get on the island." Quan Zhendong straightened up. He looked at everyone and introduced friendlyly, "The island in the sky is a very special place. This is indeed the Holy See for all human beings who want to escape. It’s a Noah’s Ark, but it’s a pity that our strength is limited and there is no way to build such a big place."
As he said, Quan Zhendong sighed regretfully: "We really want to save the world, and we want everyone to escape from this place polluted by witches, but this is impossible, even the Noah's Ark made by God cannot do it. The number of people who can go up in the Sky City is very limited."
"In order to protect this pure land from being polluted, we have imposed very strict restrictions on the women in the Sky City. I hope everyone can understand, because women are more likely to be contaminated by eels. This pure land is really important to the Holy See. We Unable to accept the consequences of its contamination."
"But this is not discriminating against women. On the contrary, we treat women very preferentially. Only women can reside in the pure land of Sky City. Men cannot reside. They can only stay for a week before they have to come down.”
Quan Zhendong raised his head: "Women who go to the Sky City must meet three conditions."
"First, be under 25 years old."
"Second, there is no female or male relative in the family who has no history of being reported as a witch or the son of a witch."
"Third, I have never swallowed an eel."
Quan Zhendong paused, and the smile on his face became a little unclear: "Of course, there is a fourth invisible condition. It doesn't matter if this condition is met or not, but if it is met, it is easier to be judged as pure."
"Everyone knows that many times the devil uses some kind of evil sexual relationship to confuse us. Therefore, women who have no sexual relationship are not so easily contaminated."
"So fourth, women with asexual relationships are preferred."
"Everyone starts to choose their future intentions."
The women in the warehouse stagnated for a moment and began to slowly flow in all directions. Bai Liu was hidden in it. The security guards of the Holy See chatted casually on both sides of the warehouse, mixed in Chinese and English:
"Why is there no resident man on the island of the sky? Isn't there one? Or the most beautiful and the most enjoyable one, hehehe."
"Have you prostituted?"
"Where to dare, he is so noble, purple eyes, son of the saint, the number one top card in the sky city, and also the top big men, and the bishops of the Holy See, who can prostitute, where can we get the little ones? Let’s taste it."
"I heard that he was accused by his father as the son of a witch, forcibly listed him as a woman, put him in the Sky City permanent residence, let him start receiving guests at the age of twelve, until now, every night It’s full, tsk tsk, I don’t know if I can eat it."
Bai Liu's footsteps stopped, he walked over, raised his eyes and asked, "What's this person's name?"
The security guards of the two Holy See didn't want to take care of Bai Liu, but saw his face and stopped ambiguously: "Why, you also want to go to the island?"
"I really want to." Bai Liu smiled, and he repeated his question, "What's the name of the son of the saint?"
"I don't know the name, no one will pick it up for him?" The two security guards looked at each other and answered Bai Liu's words. "But in the city of the sky, everyone doesn't show their true colors. Everyone who goes up has a The code name, the permanent one is a fixed code, which is convenient for you to order people. Generally speaking, this code is a poker card."
"The code name of the son of the saint is Heart of Hearts. Everyone calls him the Queen of Hearts."
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