The prophet's figure with a sudden change of face became staggered, as if he was about to fall. novel .
However, the people around were already prepared for this.
Two people walked out of the crowd, supported the prophet from left to right, and helped him to a chair so that he could sit down on the chair.
Everyone stared at the prophet with bated breath.
Especially Li Jiajia.
She almost became a prophet.
However, the young girl at this moment only felt rejoicing.
Let me eat hair, nails and blood... I might as well be dead!
Luckily I became a chef.
The girl's scalp was numb thinking.
Qin Ran looked at the prophet with great interest.
This is not the first time he has seen similar characters.
The "God of the Earth" Ni Kelei and Ms. Thorn are similar existences.
But these two beings are clearly superior to the prophet in front of him. At least, Kieran has never seen Nichelle or Ms. Thorn need to eat hair, nails, or blood when prophesying.
Both are looking at the results with a higher attitude.
Nichelle, Kieran doesn't know much about it yet.
Ms. Thorn, Kieran was substituted into the river of "fate" by the other party.
"One is looking down from a high place."
"The other is..."
"Jump up and look over the wall?"
Qin Ran commented.
The advantages and disadvantages of the two can be distinguished at a glance.
The former is extremely easy, you can see the whole situation at a glance, but the latter needs to do your best, not only you need to 'jump' high enough, but you also need the 'wall' not to be too high.
Be a prophet recognized by 'grazers' and various families.
The strength is obviously still there.
After this state lasted for about a minute, the other party calmed down. Although his face was slightly pale, it was still normal and he could speak freely.
"I see something."
"not much."
"But it can prove that Master Victor was framed!"
The prophet's voice was not loud, but in the silence around him, everyone could hear it clearly.
"Framed?"
"Isn't it his layout?"
"Isn't it the treasure house around the city he stole?"
There was a lot of discussion around, even the eldest lady of the Songshi family looked sideways at it.
Because, according to Qin Ran's inference at the time, there was no one else except Victor.
How is this going
The eldest lady of the Songshi family looked at Qin Ran.
Qin Ran shook his head, expressing that he didn't know.
I really don't know how the prophet came to this conclusion.
What did the other party really see
Or are you talking nonsense
Judging from the other party's ability to gain the trust of the 'grazer' and various families, the former is undoubtedly more trustworthy, but... he did all of this.
Did the other party see... him
Qin Ran's face didn't change at all, and he looked at the prophet calmly.
And the prophet continued to say as if unconsciously:
"Master Victor did not steal the treasure house around the city, let alone the private treasury of the three kings."
"All of this is the arrangement of an unknown black hand."
"They did it very covertly..."
"I can only see this trace, the rest, I can't see clearly."
After speaking, the prophet remained silent.
The people around fell silent.
After a while, some people, strange people, and weirdness left quietly.
They, they came chasing after Victor, for the wealth around the city, now that it is gone, there is naturally no need to stay.
The only difference is that some people and Wei Wei left quietly, while others apologized to Victor and then left.
Such as the Turquoise family.
"I'm sorry, Lord Victor."
"We shouldn't suspect you."
The butler has always expressed his shame to Victor.
Victor waved his hand calmly.
He lost his memory and couldn't remember what happened. As long as he can live a peaceful life without danger, that would be the best.
He has already got it, what else can he ask for
It would be even better if you can find the memory!
Victor looked at Qin Ran confidently.
At this time, the eldest lady of the Songshi family came to Qin Ran's side.
"You seem to be stronger!"
"Awakened part of the ability or memory?"
Songshi probed.
Qin Ran didn't answer, just looked at the other party indifferently.
This made the eldest lady twist her body unnaturally.
She always felt that there was an invisible big hand trying to grab the back of her neck.
It's hard not to say.
It also made her a little ashamed.
"snort!"
"Awakened you are just as annoying."
"You should learn from your brother, otherwise, no lady would like you like this."
With a cold snort, the eldest lady of the Songshi family walked out quickly.
After Fang Yi expressed his apology again, he quickly followed.
As the largest family in the surrounding cities, the departure of the Songshi family naturally represents a very strong signal. Those who are still waiting and watching, the weird people, finally dispersed.
Soon, only Qin Ran and his party, Anna, Waitrick and the prophet remained on the premise of the restaurant.
Kieran looked at Anna, Waitrek and the prophet.
Obviously, they had something to say.
"Any secrets?"
Anna asked.
"No."
The prophet shook his head.
"As literally?"
Anna asked again.
"Um."
"Literally."
The prophet nodded.
call.
There was no abnormality in the scope of abilities, which made Anna let out a long breath, joy appeared on his face, stepped in front of Victor, and said simply:
"That's great, Victor!"
"It really wasn't you!"
"Don't worry, I will restore your reputation."
The sincerity in Anna's words infected Victor, and even though Victor didn't care at this time, he showed a smile.
Then Anna, Waitrick and the Prophet leave.
"Shouldn't you give extra compensation for delaying other people's business?"
Li Jiajia, who watched the other party leave, said very bluntly.
"It should be counted in here, right?"
Victor pointed to the box.
"This is yesterday's compensation, today's is obviously not there."
Li Jiajia said very bluntly.
A piece of the right, nodded in approval.
"That's right."
"Those guys have made such a mess here, we have to clean it up before we can open."
"I don't want our guests to get any bad things here."
Ms. Ghost expressed her position with righteous words.
Victor scratched his head.
Even if he had no memory, he still felt that he should shut up.
Subconsciously, Victor looked at Qin Ran. He wanted to ask Qin Ran what he was going to do today, but at this moment, Victor realized that Qin Ran had disappeared unknowingly.
"Where did your highness go?"
Victor asked.
"The boss doesn't care most of the time."
"Except for sitting here at night, the teacher is responsible for the rest."
"After we need to clean up the place, we will go to buy some ingredients. The teacher and those ingredient suppliers have already agreed that even in the afternoon, they will leave the freshest ones to us."
Li Jiajia said naturally.
Victor and You, who had just joined, nodded repeatedly.
…
Whitrick was in the driver's seat, Anna was in the passenger seat, and the Seer sat in the back.
Cold sweat kept breaking out from the prophet's forehead.
His hands trembled unconsciously.
Why
Why is there such a terrible existence
How could there be such a terrifying existence in this 'abandoned land'
He asked himself unconsciously.
Every time he asked, his heart twitched.
The pain spread unconsciously.
He felt like he was suffocating.
A touch of warmth appeared beside him. The prophet raised his head and looked at Anna with a soft light in his hands, with gratitude on his face.
"Thank you, thank you."
The prophet said with difficulty.
"this is what we are supposed to do."
"After all, your prophecy saved us from many disputes."
"Similarly, we need to consider your body."
Anna said seriously.
As one of the higher-ups of the shepherds, Anna is very clear about what the seer in front of her consumes and bears in every prediction and divination.
If it weren't for the fact that Victor's matter was of great importance, he would never ask for help from the other party.
He's not one to disregard other people's lives.
Even if he paid enough.
"Thanks."
The prophet thanked him again, but stubbornly hid the words in his heart in the 'shadow of his words'.
When Anna turned her head to look forward, the prophet lowered her head slightly, hiding her guilt.
It's not that he doesn't want to say it.
Yes, can't say.
Once said.
Not only he can't live, but anyone who hears the news can't live.
"Put me in the church."
"I need to go to an old friend to recuperate."
The prophet spoke.
"OK."
Waitrek nodded and turned away.
There are many churches in the city of Ai, but the one that can be mentioned by the prophet is the oldest one, which is managed by an unknown old man.
The other party was neither a priest nor a priest, but an existence similar to an ascetic monk.
The herdsman investigated several times, and after confirming that the other party was not in danger, he gave the other party permission to move freely.
The car drove into a secluded alley.
A building with a stone exterior came into Waitrek's eyes.
It is not a church with a steeple or a dome in people's impression.
It is a flat-roofed building similar to a residential building.
In fact, except for the perennial candles and similar statues in the building, it has nothing to do with the church at all.
Rejecting Anna's support, the prophet got out of the car.
"I will deposit the reward into your account immediately."
"Is there anything else you want to order?"
Anna asked politely.
"Master Anna, I suggest you go to the northern outskirts of Ai City."
"There's someone you've been looking for lately."
The prophet said with a smile.
"The person I've been looking for?"
After Anna was stunned for a moment, she was overjoyed and asked.
"Is it my attending physician?"
"Thank you so much!"
After seeing the nod of the prophet, Anna thanked her, got into the car immediately, and motioned to Whitrick to go to the northern outskirts of the city.
Looking at the direction in which the car disappeared, the prophet sighed, quickened his pace, and walked into the church.
His old friend was testing the only altar. After seeing him, a trace of astonishment appeared on his old face, followed by an inexplicable sense of despair.
"You noticed it too?"
asked the ascetic.
"Um."
"So, here I am."
said the prophet.
"You shouldn't be here."
The ascetic monk put down his cleaning tools, walked to the front of the altar, knelt down like this, prayed in a low voice several times, then raised his hand, pointed to the statue, and pointed to the candles hidden in the many candles. Among them, the one that went out.
The prophet saw the cracked idol and the candle that should not have been extinguished at a glance.
The other party's face changed drastically again.
Even, it is Liushenwuzhu.
"what to do?"
"what to do?"
The prophet asked in a low voice.
It is not only asking the ascetic, but also asking yourself.
But neither the ascetic monk nor himself had any answer. They could only look at the statue.
This is a somewhat abstract, humanoid statue.
There should have been a trace of solemn beauty, but the gap that split from the middle and penetrated the entire statue made this solemn beauty disappear.
Even, the only bit of magic disappeared.
"Did you see him, she, it, or something?"
asked the ascetic.
"Um."
"Hell, abyss, and the breath of the dead are mixed."
"The devil prince, the devil prince, and the master of the undead are all possible."
"Can… "
"I saw others!"
When the prophet said this, his body trembled.
"other?"
The ascetic turned his head away.
"A monster with no boundaries!"
"The power to make the world corrupt!"
"An unpredictable fate entwined with death!"
The prophet trembled once he said a word, and after he finished speaking, his whole body seemed to collapse. The ascetic monk raised his hand and put it on the other's head, praying in a low voice.
After a long while, the prophet came back to his senses.
"It shouldn't exist at this time!"
"The old gods are long gone."
"The Outer Gods left one after another."
"There is no attraction here anymore!"
"Why did it come?"
the prophet screamed
"Maybe this is fate?"
"clam down."
"We can't stop it, and we don't have the ability to interfere, so let us wait quietly."
"Is it the end?"
"Or another start?"
The ascetic monk said calmly.
However, this calmness was interrupted by a sneer.
"I don't want to know what ends or begins!"
"I just want to know..."
"Where did my treasure go?"
Dressed in black and luxurious clothes, wearing a crown inlaid with bright gemstones, the Fang King approached here with great strides.
When he was about to enter the chapel, the ascetic monk who had always looked indifferent stood up, and he said in a low voice:
"Get out of here, Blasphemer!"
Accompanied by such low voices, mysterious texts appeared one after another on the walls of the entire chapel, with golden brilliance, gathering into an invisible force, rejecting the entry of the Fang King.
"snort."
"If that stone doesn't break, you can still stop me."
"But, it broke!"
"What are you doing to stop me?"
Liao Wang said dismissively.
Then, it saw the pale-faced ascetic, saw the prophet who had just calmed down, and collapsed again to the point of crying loudly.
Immediately, Liao Wang became more and more disdainful.
It has long known the unbearable situation here, but it did not expect it to decline to this extent.
However, the Lie King soon noticed something was wrong.
The pale ascetic had been watching behind it.
Although the prophet who collapsed into tears covered his face, his line of sight should be behind it.
But how is this possible
In its perception, there should be no one behind it!
There is also the amulet given by King Qi, and there is no warning!
scam!
Childish deception!
Liao Wang thought so.
However, its head turned back involuntarily.
It didn't see clearly what was behind it.
Because, a slender and powerful palm was pressed against its face.
call!
The crimson flames that had been simmering for a long time erupted in the palm of his hand, annihilating the Liao King in an instant.
Kieran walked forward slowly, brushing past the burning Liao Wang.
The golden incantations shattered as Kieran stepped forward.
He walked up to the pale ascetic monk and the weeping seer, and asked:
"What are you afraid of?"—
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