Not curious? Angel was somewhat surprised by Alex's answer.
"I just find it weird." Alex lowered his head and muttered softly.
"What's weird?"
Alex didn't answer, but stared at the words on the paper, his eyes flashing slightly, as if he saw something else literally.
Seeing that Alex was silent, Angel did not ask, but changed the subject: "You don't care at all, why do they die when they leave Gust Town? Also, you're not curious about Gust Town. What's going on outside?"
Alex was silent for a long time before slowly saying: "I'm not curious about what's going on outside Gust Town, I'm more curious than this..."
Alex raised his head and looked at the dark roof of the confession room, and seemed to see a cage of imprisonment. However, his eyes never stayed on the cage, but looked towards the farther void.
"this world."
…
Angel walked out of the Kruya Church. He didn't get much news from Alex. Alex has been living in the church, and he hasn't really finished visiting Gust Town. Not to mention other places. In the classics, some things about the Holy City are recorded at most, and the rest are vague.
Therefore, Angel temporarily left the church and prepared to go outside to have a look.
The style of Gust Town is actually very close to Gru Town. Although it is not big, there are mountains, fields and a stream flowing through it, which can be completely self-sufficient.
Most of the buildings in the town are made of wood. Perhaps the residents here do not pay attention to maintenance. Many wooden walls have mottled traces, which are eaten by insects and brought by moisture.
There was a musty stench in the air.
Angel walked around the town and found the room of the sheriff and the mayor on purpose, but to Angel's disappointment, he did not find any more location information.
In the mayor's room, there is a very simple topographic map, but the scope of the drawing is only Gust Town and the surrounding area, and the outside is blank.
After coming out of the mayor's room, Angel looked at the distant mountains.
It is said that in that direction, you can lead to the holy city hundreds of miles away.
Since he couldn't find any clues in Gust Town, Angel planned to go to the Holy City to see the situation.
Angel flew up and flew towards the distant mountains. He doesn't have a physical body as a burden now, so he can float with the power of illusion alone, and the speed is not slow.
After flying for a few minutes, Angel was more than ten miles away from Gust Town, where he saw a long, turbulent river. The width of the river is at least tens of meters, and the rocks in the middle cause cross-flow in the waterway, splashing water, and even a layer of white water mist on the river surface.
This river is the river that Gust Town must cross to get to the Holy City.
Angel landed and slowly walked to the only stone bridge on the long river.
If he remembered correctly, the head of the knight named Raven was found on this bridge pier.
Angel looked at the piers of this stone bridge. One of the piers protruded above, and a rope was hanging. Below the rope, is the turbulent river.
Angel flew to the edge of the rope, and after a closer look, he found the dark bloodstain on the rope.
Because of the mist from below, the rope was even wet.
It appears that this is where the head of the Knight Raven was found.
Angel glanced at the rope, and then looked at the surrounding environment. He didn't find anything wrong, so he continued to fly forward. Although he is a little interested in this series of cases in Gust Town, what he needs to do most now is to determine the current position. As for this suspected extraordinary case, after he has determined the location, if there is still time, he can study it again.
After all, he is only an illusory body now, even if this case really has extraordinary secrets, uncertain location, and no physical body, it is no use.
Thinking of this, Angel did not stop here, but continued to fly forward.
After crossing the river, Angel flew forward along the right road. But within a minute, Angel suddenly stopped. He looked at the mountains in the distance and always felt that something was wrong.
In his sight, the trees in front of him are luxuriant, the flowers and plants are prosperous, and the green hills undulate along the green hills, sketching a graceful curve.
However, Angel found obvious oddity.
In the boundary where he was located, the whistling wind could be heard, the branches and leaves on the big tree were swaying, and some leaves were even blown off.
But just ahead not far away, there was no movement, and there was no sign of any trouble.
It's like a static painting.
There is absolutely a problem. Angel was vigilant in his heart, but he didn't flinch, he just moved forward more cautiously and slowly.
When Angel flew to a certain limit position, he stopped.
Carefully probe out the power of illusion to touch...
When he got feedback, Angel's pupils shrank suddenly. The power of illusion itself is not as sensitive as spiritual power, but Angel still clearly felt that the power of illusion seemed to hit a barrier. When he tried to break through the barrier, the power of illusion bounced him back.
Angel used more force this time, but the barrier still didn't respond, and he still couldn't leave.
Angel flew quickly along the barrier for more than ten miles. He finally confirmed that everything here is a barrier, and the scenery behind may be the scenery behind the barrier, or it may just be a projection!
His face was a little weird, and he raised his head to look at the sky.
If there is a barrier here, what about the higher sky? With this question in mind, Angel flew up about a kilometer, but felt the barrier again.
Angel slowly sank. The place where he is now happens to be near the turbulent long river, and he can even see the stone bridge faintly.
Looking at the pier in the distance, Angel suddenly remembered what Alex said before.
-The whole Gust Town is like a bird cage that cannot escape. As long as the bird wants to fly away, its wings will be broken by an unknown hand.
Angel whispered: "Is this the reason?"
Perhaps, Gust Town is really just a cage, and the series of murders were all because the people in this cage discovered the secrets of the cage. It turned out that they lived in a false world, so they were behind the scenes. to kill
But what's the point of doing so
Pussy flying, is to take root. Beasts kill to feed their stomachs. Anything you do must have a meaning, even if it's a trick made by some boring evil spirits, it's also meaningful... For example, the pursuit of fun.
So, the mastermind behind the scenes has spent so much time setting this place into a birdcage that cannot escape, what is he planning to do
Angel turned his head and looked at the town of Gust with shadows of buildings in the distance.
"Is there any meaning there?"
…
The night slowly replaced the curtain of the day, and a little star was hung in the sky.
In this quiet dark night, Alex took the divine tome and wrote it word by word. When he finished the divine tome sincerely and firmly, the opposite Father Bron Lang evoked a satisfied smile.
"Your words already carry the power of divinity. I believe that when you become a priest, you will certainly be able to bring the gospel of God the Father to all suffering beings."
In the dim yellow oil lamp, Berron Lang's smile was somewhat deformed by the presence of light and shadow.
Alex acted as if he didn't see it, stood up and bowed respectfully: "Father God is above."
When Alex raised his head, Father Bron Lang disappeared in front of him, and was replaced by a dark figure, she let out a creepy laugh, and slowly stretched out a hand from the darkness.
The hand broke through the shackles of darkness and turned into a white and tender hand. The most prominent feature of this hand was the purple and gorgeous nails.
"Come on, grab my hand and fall into the abyss together..." The charismatic voice blew through Alex's ears like a gust of wind.
Alex was expressionless, didn't react, didn't grab the hand.
After a few seconds, the picture in front of him suddenly disappeared, and Alex also returned to the dimly lit hut from the darkness, but there was still a hand in front of him, but this hand was full of old wrinkles.
Father Bron Lang stretched out his hand and stroked Alex's snow-white half-long hair: "What are you doing in a daze?"
"No, I was just thinking about the content of the divine tome, which gave me new inspiration." Alex lied without changing his face.
Father Bron Lang didn't notice it at all, and even nodded with satisfaction: "Keep the divine tome in your heart at all times. This is the basic cultivation of a priest. You have done a good job."
After Bron Lang finished speaking, he looked at Alex's white hair with envy in his eyes: "The canon records that God the Father was born with white hair, and your hair is also so white, without a trace of impurities, maybe It is really the blessing of the Father. I believe that you will become the best priest."
Alex nodded: "That's what I want too."
With a smile of relief and satisfaction, Bron Lang left Alex's room.
After Bron Lang left, Alex was lost in thought for a while, and his eyes kept flickering. It wasn't until half an hour later that Burren Lang's ears suddenly moved and he turned his head to look out the window.
I don't know when, through the white window paper, I can see a dark shadow standing outside.
"Is it Mother Tessa?"
No one answered.
Alex hesitated for a moment: "Mr. Pat?"
The window opened in response, revealing Angel's face.
After Angel approached the room, he looked at Alex who was still calm: "You don't seem to be surprised by my appearance?"
Alex looked at Angel quietly, and asked without answering: "Every hour, big and small things happen, so I won't be surprised if anyone visits at any time."
After a pause, Alex said, "I want to know more about Mr. Pat than this, why didn't you die?"