The sun rises and the moon sets, day and night change, and seven days are fleeting.
The Garden of the Holy Sepulcher is gently wrapped in a layer of enchantment.
The place has been scorched by the scorching sun, and has also been attacked by heavy rain in the afternoon. Countless monsters linger outside the barrier, showing malicious curiosity about the fresh breath of humans in the barrier. But because they couldn't destroy the enchantment, they dispersed disgruntled.
The breeze blew, and the blue and white petals on the branches were rolled up, and they fell to the ground, as well as the tree hole that became a cemetery. Layer after layer of petals covered the man sleeping in the tree tomb in just seven days, allowing him to be buried together with the falling flowers in this annihilated city.
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[Player Qi Leren, complete the dream mission of the Holy Nun. The task completion rate is 117%. Obtain special mission clues and arrive at Purgatory in the depths of the underground ant city within 23 days. The mission will be triggered by itself, and overdue will be regarded as an abandonment of the mission.]
[Reward 90 days of survival, if unexpected factors interfere with the progress of the mission, an additional 10 days of survival will be rewarded.]
[Player Qi Leren, complete the achievement "Deceitful Deceitful Demon King". Reward skill card "Secret Observation".]
Qi Leren opened his eyes.
Stiffness, soreness, heaviness... Countless negative states were superimposed on his body, making him almost think he was paralyzed. The world is a mottled floating light and shadow, but there is a fresh breath of flowers and plants in the nose.
The heart resumed beating, the blood flowed again, the lungs rose and fell again, and Qi Le was gasping for breath. The body suspended by death for seven days seemed to have just been lifted out of an ice coffin. All the organs in the whole body almost forgot how to operate. It can only be restarted with difficulty, allowing him to change from a dead man back to a living man.
It took him a long time to remember all of this, including his own name, but the next thing went much smoother. The people of Qi Le quickly recalled where he was and what he had experienced—he was killed by the deceitful demon king. The murderer obtained the demon crystal of the old devil and left, but he concealed the fact that he would be resurrected seven days later.
Ning Zhou!
Qi Leren suddenly sat up from the tree tomb, dizzy due to insufficient blood supply, and the spine made a terrifying "click" sound, which made him almost think it was going to break, but fortunately it held on firmly. Because of lack of oxygen in the brain, Qi Leren lay back down again, staring at the blue sky and white clouds above his head in a daze.
The Holy Nun's dream mission has been completed, which means that Maria's domain has been unlocked. There is no doubt that the person who completed it was not the Qi Le people who "lie down and win", but Ning Zhou. Now that the task has been completed, Ning Zhou may have left the Holy City, and he will stay in the Garden of the Holy Sepulcher because Ning Zhou left his "corpse" here.
Thank God, Ning Zhou didn't cremate him, thanks to the custom of the Holy See!
The orthodox Vatican usually put the corpse in the open coffin, cover it with cloth or other materials, and wait until the corpse rots into bones before burying it in the coffin. Because if the corpse is directly buried in the ground, the power of faith cannot be dissipated, and the corpse often cannot rot for several years, so it needs to be placed in the open air to wait for the power of faith to dissipate naturally. This process is also considered to be the process of the soul ascending to heaven.
Although Qi Leren was not a member of the Holy See, Ning Zhou still followed this custom and left him a "whole body".
His body regained some strength, and Qi Leren's thinking returned to its usual state from the initial sluggishness. He sat up and drank some water, thinking about his "after death".
Death is like a sleepy sleep. He can no longer feel everything in the outside world, but he has a "dream".
A dream that was faintly visible but made him feel lost.
He dreamed of Ning Zhou's mother, Maria.
She was sitting on the swing in the Garden of the Holy Sepulchre. It was this big tree that was later broken by lightning. It was still lush and green back then. At that time, Maria was not the famous holy nun later, she was just a young girl, swinging on the swing in the warm afternoon, enjoying the good time of youth and leisure.
The Qi Le people walked towards her, and Maria saw him, and nodded to him with a smile. Those blue eyes were like a clear blue sky.
The sky... Qi Leren's consciousness was shocked by this deep blue. He suddenly flew up, as if his soul had transcended his body, rising higher and higher. It became far away, and the whole holy city was taken into his eyes, and then the mountains and rivers in the distance... Countless demons are wandering, human beings are suffering unprecedented suffering, struggling to survive, the cruelty of this world is beyond him imagination.
He seems to have become a god overlooking the world, watching the devastated land with compassionate eyes, grieving but powerless. This kind of pain whipped his soul, and the great sadness tormented him. He desperately wanted to do something for this world, but found that he was as weak as an ant.
"Look, when you stand at this height, you will find that you are smaller and weaker than you imagined."
A gentle female voice came from behind, Qi Le people "saw" Maria behind her, and understood why there was always a lingering pity and sadness in her eyes.
"However, such fragile human beings still persist in fighting against this world. We control our own destiny and the destiny of this world. We never give up. Let the devil go back to hell and let human beings rule the world. To allow aliens like you to return to your own world—the martyrs who have been martyrs have worked hard for this, and one day, this dream will be realized."
"Ms. Maria, why did we come here from our own world?" Qi Le asked.
Maria shook her head lightly: "This is something that can only be determined by the will of the world. We guessed that it was just an accident at first, and then it intentionally introduced more foreigners in order to allow you to maintain this unbalanced world. It's a pity that you There are too many variables in the world, and the fallen outlanders only exacerbated this imbalance... It still hasn't given up... You have to be careful, you are already the object of observation."
The feeling of being watched from the dark was overwhelming, Qi Leren wanted to ask more questions, but he had already started to fall.
From the sky, it fell rapidly and fell to the earth!
The feeling of weightlessness was like every night he was awakened by nightmares, and he woke up in horror with the memory of death, sweating profusely.
Only Maria's gentle but regretful voice remained in her ears: "I can't tell you any more. Come to the temple, I have something to give you."
The dream about Maria is over. The Qile man who has been resurrected from the dead recalls this strange dream. He understands that this is not an ordinary dream, but the residual power of Maria is affecting him. It seems that he has to go back to the It's time to go to the temple at the highest point of the former site of the Holy See.
Gradually recovering his strength, Qi Leren stared blankly at the uniform of the Holy See covering him and the withered white rose on it. Those things that he didn't dare to think about, things about Ning Zhou rushed back to his mind.
The love at first sight when we meet, the secret love in danger, the life and death together before the disaster... The beauty in these memories was deeply buried in the shock of the reunion, but his death is the key to awaken everything, That mistaken confession that shouldn't be said is the straw that crushes everything.
He should have said nothing, he should have died in silence.
If time goes back and Qi Leren chooses again, he will definitely not write down that 7. He would rather swallow this overflowing love silently, and let Ning Zhou think that he is really dead than force him. Take the road that is like entering the lake of fire and hell.
He couldn't tell someone he loved, and probably loved him, that he loved him.
Because this is forbidden, sinful love.
He is not afraid of falling in love with Ning Zhou, but he is afraid that this love will bring pain to Ning Zhou. He was even afraid of the self who was full of hope and longing in his heart-how could he expect a saint to admit his sin just to respond to his love
This secret expectation is selfish and even sinful.
How is Ning Zhou doing now? Where is he? Will he return to the Holy See? Can he still go back
When love breaks through the barriers of taboos, how can a devout believer face the reality that he has deviated from his faith? He was doomed to give up one of them.
Qi Leren stretched out his hand tremblingly, and picked up the bouquet of white roses on his body.
The roses had long since withered, their yellow, frail petals falling from their thorn-shaved stems, and there were exactly seven of them.
That was Ning Zhou's silent answer.
Qi Leren slowly showed a smile, but his eyes were moist—
On the ring finger of his left hand, there is a ring made of grass stems. It is so rough and simple, like a gadget made by a beginner, if it falls on the ground, no one will take a second look at it .
But it happened to be on Qi Leren's ring finger, a position that symbolized love, commitment, and eternity.
Therefore, it is destined not to be a hand-knit toy, but the most faithful and courageous answer of a devout believer after torturing himself and subverting his beliefs.
A pair of lovers who should not love each other, at the two ends of life and death, each said the words from their souls.
I love you.