Bulwark of Light

Chapter 379 Hope is the most precious gift

Blood spurted from the deck.

In just an instant, the deck was swallowed by sea water and crushed into iron slag.

In the next instant, the sea water was also crushed and evaporated into billowing mist——

The storm roared.

For the man standing on the statue, until this moment, the world was completely quiet.

There is no disturbing tsunami sound.

No more... Noisy calls for help.

Countless drops of water fell silently and returned to the embrace of the sea. Overcast clouds were still lingering over this sea area, but those thunder and lightning only dared to hide in the clouds and did not dare to strike again...Because compared to them, the man on the statue is the one who The real master of the sea.

The Throne of the Storm watches the return of the sea and the demise of the believers.

There was no trace of pity in his expression.

When he stared at the shattered decks and the shattered lives... His eyes were no different from staring at the sea water.

Of course he heard the cries of those on deck, their pleas for help, and finally their ecstasy.

Just overheard.

It will feel...noisy.

People in the world always need faith to save themselves, but ignore the essence of the problem because they are too weak.

they shouted.

So he appeared.

In a sense... the shot just now was also a rescue.

Because in this sea, human life and sea water are the same thing.

After being crushed, they will return to this world in another form.

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The statue of the god stands above the sea, and the trident held by the giant is surrounded by storms.

As the world calmed down, the storm at the tip of the trident also gradually dissipated.

The Storm God Zuo walked on his "giant statue", he slowly came to the position where the trident was, and then frowned.

Here something happened that he couldn't understand.

Because he is in charge of the entire South Continent, he has the highest say in the South Continent Ocean and the continent surrounded by the Nan Continent Ocean.

He sent gifts to those "pious followers" who believed in him.

The silver foil keepsake is a gift from God.

And the trident, which contains spiritual power, is a gift that can only be obtained by a devout church.

Every trident has an indelible spiritual force.

In a sense, this is a kind of "protection"... It is a kind of supervision. The destruction of the church in Nanzhou is not a major event. Churches are overthrown every year. When the trident is broken and my spirit flies back, It only takes a few minutes to witness the "life" of this church.

Can be biased.

There was a wisp of spirit... gone.

The God of Storms squinted his eyes, staring at the huge statue.

There are many god statues like this on the South Continent Sea... carved of himself, which is a tribute from the church. Through these god statues, he can listen to the whispers of praising the storm in the temple.

On this sea, he only needs one thought, and he can reach the location of the "songer".

In fact.

On this ocean, there are too many singing voices every day.

At the beginning of building the statue, he was still willing to enjoy these "praises", but when there were too many praises... it became a kind of noise.

A call of the scale just now will not attract him to come at all.

He came here... just to investigate clearly what happened to that lost spirit.

The Storm God seat narrowed his eyes.

If I remember correctly... the statue under him is a tribute from the "Evening Bell Church".

As a gift in return, the spirit in the trident was supposed to have some kind of connection with this god statue...but at this moment, he completely lost contact. There is no doubt that his spiritual power was lost.

Relevant memories of the "Evening Bell Church" appeared in his mind... It was really an inconspicuous small church, and there was almost nothing worth noting, and the only thing worth noticing was... the evening bell church sent to his own half a year ago. An ancient stone slab was presented to the temple, which is said to be an ancient object brought back from the Dongzhou tundra, but no one can decipher the contents of the slate.

There are too many similar objects.

It can't be understood, it can't be detected... However, if such a characteristic appears, such an "ancient object" has a high probability of being a fake, or a defective product that is basically useless.When this pair of ancient text slabs was sent, of course, it was also positioned in this way by the temple. After Wanzhong Church moved the slabs back to Nanzhou, they were rejected and failed to contribute, so they could only start working behind closed doors and silently decipher.

Until now... it seems that there has been no progress.

It was meant to be fleetingly forgotten.

Now, because of the loss of spiritual power, the God of Storms has noticed this small church.

The loss of that ray of spiritual power is actually a very small matter.

If you compare your mental strength to this vast sea.

So the lost wisp of spiritual power... I'm afraid it's like the storm that I just crushed casually. As far as this sea is concerned, it doesn't matter whether it exists or not.

However, this matter is unreasonable.

He is the supreme "God"!
His mental power is a complete ocean, unless he is willing... every drop of water should not be missing!

The God of Storms fell into deep thought. He tried to calculate the future outcome of this matter with his divine sense, but the conclusion he got was chaos.

So he began to hesitate.

Regarding the loss of mental power, should I wait quietly for its return, or pursue it directly?
"Dongzhou..."

The God of Storms slowly raised his eyes, looking to the other side of the sea.

There was a person he least wanted to touch.

It's also the place he can't see through the most.

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Huaiyin is a small town in Jiangbei. This small town is very quiet, different from other cities in Jiangbei. Although it is also in the north, it is always bathed in sunshine.

Compared with Jiangnan, Jiangbei's economic development lags a few years behind.

Some remote small cities still retain the "green leather train" as a means of transportation. Even in the era of deep sea full connectivity... not all cities are desperately moving forward.

The Green Leather Train stops at Huaiyin Station.

Several men in suits and leather shoes were waiting outside the station early on. Compared with the surrounding crowd, their clothes were really out of place and too conspicuous... In a small town like Huaiyin, such "business people" rarely appear ".

These men in suits looked nervously, looking around, holding greeting cards in their arms.

This seemed to be a gesture to welcome the noble young master.

And on the greeting card...the word "Master" was indeed written on it.

"Master Baixiu..."

Many people got on and off the green leather train.

One of the fair-looking teenagers saw the sign raised high in the crowd from a long distance away. He sighed silently, whispered this shameful welcome, quickly lowered the brim of his hat, and walked quickly Forward.

He was traveling alone this time, just because he didn't want to see the Bai family.

Bai Xiu wanted to find Yu Shu's family.

His authority is high enough.

Knowing the name of "Qulong", the follow-up investigation will not be difficult. [Deep Sea] found the file of "Yu Shu" for him.

Born in Huaiyin City, his parents are still alive and he has a younger sister.

Before his name was wiped, he seemed to have a decent family...

After reading the file, Bai Xiu didn't quite understand why Yu Shu chose to become a "life-sacrificer".

It took him an hour to find the current address of Yu Shu's parents recorded in the [Deep Sea] database... There are not many high-rise buildings in this small town, but there are many adjacent houses.

Yu Shu's parents lived in an old courtyard. Although they had lived there for ten years, they did not look dilapidated. You can feel the vitality in the yard.

Before Bai Xiu knocked on the door, he hesitated.

He straightened his clothes, adjusted his mood, and then knocked on the door.

There are light footsteps in the yard.

It was Yu Shu's younger sister who ran to open the door.

"...It's my brother! My brother is back!"

A girl with croissant braids ran over, and before opening the door, she spoke in a childish voice, full of surprise.

After opening the door, the girl saw an unfamiliar face.

She was a little dazed.

"I'm... Yu Shu's friend." Bai Xiu lowered his eyebrows slightly, he hesitated for a moment, squatted down, and asked softly, "Where are your parents?"

The little girl blinked and hid half of her body behind the door, but she was not afraid of strangers.

Maybe it's because the white sleeves look good.

She looked back at the house...

After thinking for a long time, the little girl wrung her hands together and read out every single word very seriously: "Mom...Dad...in the house...Mom is taking care of Dad."

Bai Xiu smiled softly, and asked again: "Can I come in?"

A woman walked out of the room, looking a little haggard. She was wiping her oily hands on the apron. Seeing the appearance of the white sleeves, she pinched the corner of the apron and said softly, "If you don't mind... Come inside and have a cup of tea."

Bai Xiu entered the yard.

This is indeed a very lively yard.

A shade shed was built in the yard, and there were big graffiti painted on the wall. He caught a glimpse of the corner of the graffiti wall, and there was a chalk calendar full of crosses. He wiped it and wrote it many times... Xiao After the girl let go of the doorknob, she ran to the corner of the wall, picked up the chalk, and lightly drew a cross on the latest date of the calendar in the corner.

After entering the house, there is a stark contrast.

The facilities in the room are very simple, an ordinary bed, a set of complicated instruments, and a haggard man.

Bai Xiu silently looked around.

Otherwise, the house is empty.

He couldn't understand... Why did a man who had dedicated everything to the Bai family fall into such a situation?

During the years that Yu Shu has been a life-sacrificer, his family deserves the highest standard of treatment.

Bai Xiu's mental strength spread silently. He looked at the man lying on the bed. Yu Shu's father was as thin as a piece of paper. There was hardly a strong heartbeat in his open chest. The electrocardiogram equipment only showed slight ups and downs...

Bai Xiu wanted to see what kind of disease it was and whether it was really incurable.

And after contact with mental power.

He realized that things were not as simple as he thought.

The man lying on the bed has lost consciousness, and his mind is completely shattered... It is already a miracle that he has maintained his basic vital signs.

For "fainting" under normal circumstances, or "loss of consciousness"...he still has a way.

But this is the case.

Not to mention myself, even if the seat of God came, he would be helpless. No one could heal an empty shell that had lost its soul.

"It's hard work for you to travel all the way... How is Yu Shu doing in Beizhou?"

Yu Shu's mother was holding hot tea, she looked nervously at the white sleeves, this young man looked like a noble son of a wealthy family, did Yu Shu really have a chance to meet such a friend?

Beizhou...

In the archives of [Deep Sea], there are records of Yu Shu's deeds before he became a life-sacrificer, but there is no record of Yu Shu's confession to his parents before he left Huaiyin. After all, he is an unimportant person, a dust of the times, No one cared what he said, just like no one cared... where he went.

Bai Xiu took a sip of tea.

A mellow and powerful voice sounded from outside the door.

"Madam She! Do you remember me?"

"Ah Shu always talks about you and says he wants to come back to have a look... It's a pity that he is still stationed in the fortress. Xiaoxiuzi and I took our annual leave and happened to pass by Huaiyin, so I came to see you for him." A plainly dressed Chinese The young man pushed the door open and entered. His smile was very kind, and his laughter was full of joy. He picked up the little girl who was squatting in the corner drawing pictures.

Bai Xiu was stunned.

Patriarch? !
The middle-aged man took out a toy from his inner pocket as if by magic. It was a sunflower that was about to wither. This kind of plant is hardly seen in cold regions like Jiangbei.

The little girl's eyes lit up, quite curious.

"Do you remember me?" The Patriarch of the Bai family smiled and handed over the flowers.

"Remember……"

The little guy took the sunflower, carefully smoothed the petals that were about to wither, and said softly: "You are the scoundrel who picked up my brother... Bai... idiot uncle..."

Bai Xiu's expression was a bit complicated.

The Patriarch of the Bai family's real name is Bai Xiaochi.

After so many years... it was the first time someone called the Patriarch that way.

After hearing this answer, the woman was obviously a little angry. She came to the child and corrected it word by word: "You can't say that! It's very impolite..."

"No harm, no harm...the child is still young."

Bai Xiaochi didn't get angry at all, instead he laughed and put the child down.

He came to Bai Xiu, put down the package he was carrying, and said with a soft smile: "A Shu asked me and Xiao Xiu to bring some specialties from Beizhou, and some money...all in this package. "

The little child holding Sunflower, grabbed the corner of his mother's clothes, and watched the two silently.

She muttered, "Brother...it's been a long time...he hasn't come back..."

Yu Shu's mother looked at the package on the table with a complicated expression, as if she was thinking about something.

"Two... please wait a moment."

After taking a deep breath, she carried the child to the next room.

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"Why are you here?"

Bai Xiu did not break the tranquility in the room, but transmitted sound with spiritual power.

"Why can't I come?"

Bai Xiaochi also responded with mental power.

There was still a faint smile on his face.

No one would have imagined that... the decisive patriarch of the Bai family would have such a "friendly" side.

"There are some things that are not in [Deep Sea]'s file. It's not because you have high authority, you can know."

Bai Xiaochi wrote lightly: "Bai Zesheng didn't know the information about 'Qulong' because I personally picked up the sacrificer...Yu Shu's wish is that his parents' files can be effectively protected."

"Effective protection...referring to being lonely, father and daughter depend on each other?"

"...If you have to understand it that way, yes, this is the most effective protection."

Bai Xiaochi looked at the man on the bed, and calmly said: "This man is already dead, even if Gu Changzhi comes back to life, he won't be able to."

Bai Xiu was silent.

Because he knew... the Patriarch was telling the truth.

"We can't bring a dead man back to life, but we can...keep the living alive."

Bai Xiaochi said softly, "When Yu Shu awakened his extraordinary ability, an accident happened. His physical condition was very poor and he needed to take medicine constantly to stabilize his body. He took the initiative to find the Bai family, hoping to keep taking medicine and live as long as possible. It needs to be longer. He voluntarily became a "life sacrificer". The only requirement is that his mother and sister can be taken care of. I can guarantee that this small courtyard is the safest place in Huaiyin City. The life of mother and daughter will not be disturbed in any way."

Bai Xiu was stunned.

"Going to Beizhou to join the army... This lame reason is actually something he came up with himself."

Bai Xiaochi said sadly: "People always need a hope in order to live... The world we see is different from that of ordinary people. What they see is that this electrocardiogram device still shows the ups and downs of life, while the world we see is different from that of ordinary people. What we saw was the complete shattering of the brain and spirit, and the man on the bed was beyond redemption."

The same is true.

The self that Yu Shu saw was destined to end, a short-lived life.

And he wanted the mother and daughter in the small courtyard to see that their son was stationed at the frontier, and there was still hope of returning home.

"If you think...the sacrificers should die vigorously, then you can tell them the truth."

Bai Xiaochi said softly: "They will know that Yu Shu is dead. As for whether he died in the tundra, or where, it shouldn't be that important to them. It's just that if you do this... you killed Yu Shu and left him. Their hope. This ray of hope is the most precious gift he left them."

Bai Xiu silently clenched his fists.

He hadn't thought about it.

Pushing away from this courtyard, he will see such a scene.

It's different from what I expected...

Everything in this yard is full of hope.

Yu Shu's mother soon reappeared, this time alone.

She did not shy away from her "husband" lying on the bed.

She summoned up her courage, and asked in a trembling voice: "The two of you...have you met him, is there an accident?"

Going to Beizhou Fortress to garrison, day after day, year after year... Although I have written letters and sent messages.

But after Yu Shu left, he never came back.

In fact, she has long been worried and suspicious.

But those who are really looking forward to it... how dare they think so much.

At this time, she only expected an answer.

Even if this answer...has only a slight possibility, she is willing to believe it.

Bai Xiaochi cast his eyes on Bai Xiu.

"Nothing."

Bai Xiu smiled easily, and said softly: "A Shu asked me to tell you that he is doing well in Beizhou... don't miss it."

(End of this chapter)