The smile on the man's face widened even more. He waved to Wen Zheliu, as if he wanted to take a look at the book he was holding. Wen Zheliu stepped forward and saw a strange cross hanging on the man's chest.
I don’t know what kind of wood it was carved from. The carving was very delicate. The person tied to the cross was not a man, but a woman covered in vagina. Her hands were open and she was covered in scars. Although her face was sad, it was Not a trace of pain. This was supposed to be the martyrdom posture of Jesus, but there was a kind of divine compassion in her naked body.
"Do you know who she is?" Seeing that his attention was attracted by the cross, the man smiled.
Wen Zheliu frowned and thought for a moment, then said uncertainly: "...Mary Magdalene?"
"Mary Magdalene," the man shook his head, "for dozens of centuries, her name has been linked to prostitution. It is said that she was possessed by ghosts seven times and expelled seven times by Jesus... Do you think this is Her?"
Wen Zheliu couldn't say that he was not familiar with the Bible. When faced with the man's rhetorical question, he just made a vague reply.
The monk smiled again, and his eyes were as warm as the spring breeze, almost making people forget that this place was a closed ghost realm.
"Actually, she is nameless and nothing," he said lightly. "This woman only appears once in the records. She is just a gangster who was caught and tried by everyone."
An electric light flashed in Wen Zheliu's mind, and he suddenly remembered: "Ah, she is..."
“…the scribes and Pharisees brought with them a woman who was caught in adultery, and made her stand in the midst. And they said to Jesus, Master, this woman was caught in the act of committing adultery. Moses in the Law The law commands us to stone such a woman to death. What do you think we should do to her?" The monk lowered his eyes and said slowly, "Then Jesus straightened up and said to them, "Who among you is without sin?" Whoever is the first to stone her may throw a stone at her first. When they heard this, they all went out one by one, from the oldest to the youngest. Only Jesus was left. The woman was still standing in the midst.”
This story is very famous. Wen Zheliu stared at the cross with a complicated expression.
The monk said, "At last Jesus said to her, Woman, where are those people? Has no one condemned you? She said to him, "No, Lord." Jesus said to her, "Neither do I condemn you, go ahead." "
After he finished speaking, he saw Zheliu was silent and said, "This is the origin of this cross. Do you understand?"
"She was stoned to death." Wen Zheliu looked at the marks on the cross, "Why did you hang it around your neck?"
"Because I often think about the mystery in this story." The monk said, "If only those who are truly innocent can judge other people's crimes, then the murderer should be innocent, and the robbers and thieves cannot be punished, because in the world I cannot find a person who has not made any mistakes; if she does not acknowledge the truth spoken by the Holy Son, she should be stoned to death, but in my heart, her sin will not lead to death."
"Then why are you still entangled?" Wen Zheliu looked at him with clean eyes, "Your thoughts already coincide with that of the Holy Son in the story. A woman whose sins will not lead to death, those men have Who qualifies her to use torture to end her life?"
The monk was suddenly speechless: "But according to this principle..."
"That's what he said, so just listen to it," Wen Zheliu spread his hands, "Maybe he has his own things to do and is too lazy to tangle with those barbarians, so he made up such an extreme story. There is no need to think so much about the reasons to save a woman’s life.”
Seeing the man's blue eyes filled with disbelief and surprise, he continued: "Besides, you guys..."
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Wen Zheliu almost bit his own tongue. He thought it was so dangerous that he almost blurted out the words "You are Catholic", so he hurriedly corrected himself: "I mean, the principle that everyone believes in is that everyone is born with it. There is original sin. Although the baptism of birth can wash away this sin, it cannot wash away the traces left by sin. If you calculate carefully, even a newborn baby cannot be said to be completely sinless, but we all know that a baby Who is more innocent than a murderer?"
"The pursuit of ultimate purity is itself a false and unrealistic fantasy." Wen Zheliu shook his head, "There is an old saying in the East that the moon waxes and wanes. Even the moon hanging in the sky will become extremely round when it is full. Any time a shortcoming arises, not to mention all the principles in the world, if you want to find faults, you can find faults in it that you can't deal with anyway, so why bother yourself with this?"
The man stopped talking.
In fact, Wen Zheliu could understand his thoughts. For a monk who has been religious since childhood, religious beliefs have shaped his language, way of thinking, and the most basic three views. All views on the world and interpretation of external objects have eluded him. Not open its effects and mapping. Wen Zheliu himself was an outsider, so of course he could talk things through easily and without any effort.
The man breathed out: "I originally..."
His voice was trembling a little, and he whispered: "I originally thought that the people in this story are all of us, carrying the sins of birth and nurture. No one is qualified to punish the sins of the world, but the world must always Prepare to be judged by unknown disaster..."
He shook his head: "I was wrong."
Wen Zheliu originally wanted to ask him about the Holy Sister, but saw him take down the cross and put it on the page of the book.
"This is for you." The monk smiled slightly, "If God loves the world, he must also love your intelligence and wisdom."
"Ah?" Wen Zheliu was caught off guard, "Wait a minute, this should be something you cherish very much, you don't need to give it to me!"
"The time has come," said the monk. "Farewell, my friend."
Wen Zheliu didn't have time to say anything, there was a "buzz" in his ears, and his whole body fell backwards, with a loud bang, and he fell on a wooden chair.
His butt hurt from the collision, and he subconsciously raised his eyes and looked around, only to find three other people sitting in front of him.
"How's it going?" He Qin hurriedly came up to check, "Are you hurt?"
Wen Zheliu was stunned. He sat up in confusion and saw that the entire space was like a conference room, with four chairs surrounding a round table in the center: "What... what's going on?"
"As soon as we walked out, you disappeared." Du Zijun said, "Then we were teleported here, and then the system said the game had started, asking the remaining players to wait patiently."
Xie Yuanyuan continued: "We have been waiting for more than thirty minutes!"
Tip: There are 10 minutes left before the next player is teleported.
Hearing the sound of the system, Wen Zheliu suddenly said: "This is... the way to play Solitaire?!"
"It looks like this," He Qin stared at him closely, "How are you, are you not injured?"
Wen Zheliu hurriedly sat up and shook his head: "I am the only one in the entire dungeon. I haven't been attacked so far, but the next person may not be."
"How do you say that?" Du Zijun asked.
The game mode is set like this. Obviously, in addition to testing the tacit understanding between teammates, it also tests the player's ability to extract key information. If he cannot accurately describe what he encountered within ten minutes, what are the key points? The remaining people need to pay attention. This cracking mode is likely to cause a series of car rollovers.
"The time I arrived at the dungeon was in the morning, and the location was his own room. Besides me, I also saw a character who was suspected to be the lover of the Holy Nun." Wen Zheliu explained the time, place and person very neatly.
Xie Yuanyuan was surprised: "Saint Nun's lover? You saw him so early!"
"He seems very nice, and he even gave me a pendant." Wen Zheliu showed the cross that bound the naked girl, "Anyway, I seem to have untied a knot in his heart. If you see a black-haired , the blue-eyed man, you can be kinder to him."
"What about other aspects?" He Qin asked, "Did you find anything?"
Wen Zheliu swallowed his throat and said non-stop: "This is what I am going to talk about next. First of all, I have doubts about the identity of the believers of the deceased. I drank alcohol, soiled the Bible, and used the statue of the Virgin to shoot targets for fun. I also found at the door Even as an ordinary person, this kind of words and deeds are too rude; secondly, stay away from mirrors, glass, or anything that reflects light, there must be something fishy inside."
Xie Yuanyuan thought deeply: "Oh... I understand, so the next focus is to trace the true identity of the deceased and avoid the attack of the ghost in the mirror?"
"Absolutely." Wen Zheliu looked at the pendant in his hand, "Especially since there is only one person in it, the deceased you played, so it is inevitable that you have to walk around, so pay attention to safety."
Xie Yuanyuan said: "I know."
After saying this, the heat in Wen Zheliu's hand suddenly disappeared, and He Qin immediately disappeared silently!
"Alas...!" Wen Zheliu shouted halfway before the system's beep sounded slowly.
Tip: Start teleporting the second player.
By the time the scene in front of He Qin gradually became clearer, he was already sitting in the restaurant. There was a lot of people, and several men gathered around to raise their glasses and laugh. On the table was a torn roast lamb, with fat and bones scattered everywhere.
He tried to listen carefully to the voices of the group of people talking, but he could only hear vague, almost howling laughter. Everyone's voices seemed to have been deliberately processed, except for the disorderly noise. Nothing at all.
He and them were like people in two separate worlds, so He Qin turned to observe the clothes and appearance of these men.
Including him, there were only nine people sitting in the dining hall of Nuo University, which exactly matched the number of people on the registration list. In the center sat a man with an extraordinarily cheerful smile. He was tall and thin, full of energy, and had hooded eyes. An unhealed scar was saying something along with the others.
Everyone's hands holding cups had calluses in the same position. He Qin just took one look at them and planned to get up and go outside to find other clues.
"Isn't this a very easy puzzle to solve," he said to himself, while absently turning the star ring on his hand, "What's the reason to spend three hours?"
There is a stone tablet standing outside the door of the dining hall, with some mottos about the Hadith engraved on it. Under the warm afternoon sun, the surface of the stone tablet is extremely smooth, and it can almost be used as a mirror to reflect people's clothes.
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Mirror.
He Qin's heart moved, and he walked slowly over and stood in front of the stone tablet. His figure was not clear, but behind him he could clearly see the people dancing and toasting in celebration.
What is this...
He Qin looked at the reflection on the plane, and his eyelashes suddenly trembled. Less than twenty meters away, a shadow wearing a nun's black robe suddenly appeared in the corner of the dining hall behind him!
It stood there, its elongated and twisted face extremely pale, and its deep-set eye sockets were like two lumps of indeterminate shape, like a thin and long seaweed, floating silently in the shadowy sea, watching coldly. Everyone's movements.
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