Quadruple split

[Pushing me to the forefront is to protect me? 】

[What is the exception that allows me, a low-level cleric, to participate? 】

[Academy City...well, I do know this. 】

[Academy City's grand event...well, I know this too].

[The United Holy Church is naturally qualified to participate, but in terms of candidates...]

[Even if Yuchen is a favored person of the gods and a saint of the Dawn Sect, she should not be qualified to represent the joint representatives, right? 】

[Not to mention my words, even if I double my contribution to Sumir, it is still far behind Yu Chen. 】

Mo Tan narrowed his eyes slightly and fell into thinking based on some information he had collected from other channels. In the process, he subconsciously ignored a fact that was very important to him, that is...

"You can go with His Highness Wangyu. This should be good news for you, Pastor Heifan, right?"

The mosaic on Tom's face was slightly distorted. Based on the tone analysis, he should have smiled slightly, and said briskly: "We all feel that as a couple, you and His Highness Wangyu spend too little time together, and The main responsibility for this lies with the church. Although it was not intentional, it is an indisputable fact that you have been separated for a long time. Therefore, His Royal Highness Xia Lian and I agreed that this is a good opportunity, and His Majesty the Pope also expressed his support. , I won such a spot for you."

Mo Tan, whose thoughts were forcibly drawn to 'travelling with Yuchen', sighed imperceptibly. Although his heartbeat was still uncontrollably fast, his breathing became slightly faster, and his eyes flickered with difficulty. Self-controlling hope, but all this could not conceal the indescribable gloominess in him.

When he thought that he would soon see the girl that he... to be precise, a third of his dreams, could hear her voice and see her face, Mo Tan couldn't control his chest at all. The rapidly expanding joy in my heart.

Correspondingly, this joy and this mood will also cause him countless times of harm.

To put it more like a stream of consciousness, it was a series of bloody wounds that he had dug out on his heart with his own hands.

The pain was so heavy that I could barely breathe.

"Sorry, I seem to have said the wrong thing."

As a person who is extremely sensitive and good at capturing the mood of others. Although he is ugly, he is not blind. Naturally, Tom will not fail to see the changes in Mo Tan. Although he does not know the specific reasons, as a person who has lived for nearly Although he has never been in love for a hundred years, he has seen countless pairs of pigs running around and is an extremely experienced older man. This ascetic who has a dazzling skin but a relatively interesting soul immediately discovered the problem and pondered briefly. Then he asked tentatively: "Pastor Hei Fan, if you don't mind, can you..."

"cannot."

Mo Tan's answer was calm and cold, so blunt that even he was shocked.

For Hei Fan, whose personality has always been "absolutely neutral" in the game of Innocence, this is the first time he has spoken to someone in this tone since he put on this vest.

He is still a person who seems to care about himself no matter how he looks at him.

[I'm sorry, Senior Tom, I didn't mean to offend, it's just...]

This sentence went around in Mo Tan's mind, but unfortunately it was burned out a second before it was spoken, turned into ashes by the flame called Yu Jie in his heart.

Fortunately, Tom did not think about asking the black priest in front of him to apologize for his rudeness. After being choked coldly, he shrugged and said with some nostalgia: "Haha, your The reaction reminded me of an old friend, young man. Although I have never felt that you two have any similarities, I have to admit that you are exactly the same as the person I remembered him from a few seconds ago."

"Your... old friend?"

Trying his best to cover up his previous gaffe with honorifics, Mo Tan was happy to talk to Old Tom about something else, anything, as long as it was not between him and Yu Chen.

"That's right, old friend."

The tone of the ascetic was very nostalgic. He shrank his neck in the cool and humid evening breeze like an ordinary old man, and chuckled: "Many years ago, I said something similar to him, and I wanted him to put that Tell me about the troubles you can’t hide under your handsome face with a playful smile, and guess what happened?”

Based on the previous article, Mo Tan very cleverly speculated: "He rejected you very rudely?"

"Ah, yes, but we have a good relationship, so there is nothing rude about it. Just as I didn't mind your anger just now that was not deliberately directed at me, I didn't reject that old friend's offer back then. Take it seriously."

Old Tom laughed and easily exposed the unintentional mistake of the young man in front of him. He smiled and said: "So I continued to inquire about the details and pestered him to tell me what was on his mind. Haha, if it were you. If so, Pastor Heifan, if I continue to ask you without mercy, what would you do?"

Mo Tan opened his mouth: "I..."

"He beat me up."

Old Tom did not let Mo Tan finish what he said, but calmly said the explosive content, shrugging his shoulders: "I was still young at the time, and I had almost no power to fight back in front of my friend who was much older than me. , within a few minutes he was defeated by the Six-Level Holy Word and kicked to the ground. Then he smiled at me and asked me, 'Do you still want to know?', guess what I said at that time?"

Mo Tan blinked and chose the more likely possibility based on the context: "You think so?"

"No, I said I didn't want to."

Tom made a face that would frighten sentient undead creatures, that is, real ghosts, if not coded, and said with a dry smile: "I know that guy very well. If I say that I want to, he will definitely beat me up again. So I immediately put away my curiosity and went about my business."

Mo Tan couldn't help but laugh, thinking that this old man with the very stereotyped-sounding name of 'Ascetic', who was special in every sense of the word, was very interesting.

But within a few seconds, his smile was frozen on his face by this humor.

Because Tom immediately turned to Mo Tan and asked seriously: "So, Pastor Hei Fan, do you think you can beat me?"

Mo Tan:? ? ?

Are you kidding me? His strength on paper is not yet high-level, and his real strength is not as good as his strength on paper. How can he beat the man in front of him who has almost no shortcomings except his ugly appearance and his magical attainments? Even a boss who is higher than Xia Lian? !

"What are you..."

After being frozen for nearly half a minute, Mo Tan finally came back to his senses before he asked the mosaic in front of him in surprise, "What do you mean?"

"I regret it."

Tom sighed softly, looked up at the stars in the night sky, his tone was full of bitterness: "I still regret it to this day. I don't know how many times, I swore in my heart that if I could do it again, even if I was killed by that If a friend is beaten to death, I will force him to tell him what is on his mind. Even if I can't help him, it is better than letting that person bear so much on his own... But I know very well that no matter how much I regret or swear, Time cannot be turned back, and regrets will always be regrets.”

Mo Tan fell silent because he had already well understood what Old Tom wanted to convey.

"So, I have already regretted it once, but I don't want to regret it a second time, especially since you can't beat me."

Old Tom smiled slyly and said, "Just think of it as an old man's willfulness. If possible, I hope I can listen to your troubles."

Mo Tan took a deep look at the mosaic in front of him and said calmly: "You are deceiving yourself. Even if I do have troubles, even if I tell you about my troubles, the regrets of the past cannot be made up for."

"Yes, and very rude."

Old Tom nodded slightly and said calmly: "But if there is even the slightest possibility of helping you...or His Highness Wangyu, it will be worth it."

"Have you already guessed this step..."

Mo Tan let out a long sigh, his eyes full of numbness and exhaustion, and said with a dry smile: "Let me tell you in advance, I will not thank you, Lord Ascetic."

Old Tom touched his chin without a beard and said cheerfully: "Just don't blame me, an old guy, for being unreasonable."

"I'm already complaining."

Mo Tan rolled his eyes and sat cross-legged on the ground. After a while, he said softly: "Okay, to put it simply, there is a problem between me and Yu...Wangyu, and even if it's a problem, there will be hope." It’s a problem that even the goddess herself can’t solve.”

【Gan! 】

The female voice that sounded sacred but not majestic echoed in Mo Tan's ears for half a second, but the latter turned a deaf ear.

Old Tom raised his eyebrows, and did not bother with the implicit disrespect for the goddess in the other party's words. He just smiled and asked, "What is the nature of the question?"

"The nature of the problem is very serious."

Mo Tan gave an answer with zero information.

However……

"Let me guess."

Old Tom, who was standing with his hands behind his back, looked at Mo Tan's back that was not thin but extremely desolate, and said lightly: "You... or you now, the problems you face cannot be solved through strength, money, faith or other external forces. It can be solved.”

Mo Tan didn't look back, but curled his lips noncommittally, because the other party's so-called 'guess' just now was a complete interpretation of his own words.

"Your emotions may not have wavered, and may even be firmer than ever before, but they can only stop at the gap that exists between you and His Highness Wangyu. There is a bottomless abyss in front of you, and there is no retreat behind you."

Tom continued his 'guessing', his voice slow and steady.

Mo Tan, who was sitting on the ground with his chin in his hands, stared intently.

"Don't you deny it?"

Tom showed a smile that was not very good-looking, and sighed softly: "Perhaps, the obstacle in front of you is not something else, but something that is destined to not be changed or disobeyed by anything, so it will It becomes an unsolvable problem.”

Mo Tan turned around suddenly, looking at the mosaic with confusion in his eyes: "How did you..."

"I don't know. Those were all just guesses."

Tom shrugged and said with a smile: "Of course, it can't be said that there is no reference object."

Mo Tan, who didn't know what to say and had no interest in gossiping, nodded slightly and fell into silence again.

"Well, I might as well take another guess."

Tom walked to Mo Tan and sat down, looking at the shimmering Jinhui River tributary in the distance, and asked casually: "Wangyu may have noticed it, but unlike you, she doesn't know What's that obstacle standing in front of you two, right?"

"maybe."

Mo Tan looked away uncomfortably, stared at his knees and muttered in a low voice.

"Then let's move forward."

Tom patted Mo Tan on the shoulder and said something very incomprehensible.

And Mo Tan also gave the same inexplicable reaction: "Huh?"

"Being so troubled by someone proves that you can't let go of them no matter what."

Tom spread his hands and said nonchalantly: "In that case, just keep walking. What lies ahead is a chasm or an abyss. Let's wait until we fall."

Mo Tan:? ? ?

"It's very unreasonable, right? Or is it very childish?"

Tom laughed, shook his head and said: "It's normal. After all, I have never had any relevant experience. It is a bit difficult to say that the analysis is clear and logical, but in many cases, most of the truths in this world lead to the same goal."

Mo Tanqian laughed and said, "Then tell me about the similarities between love and cooking. If they arrive at the same destination through different paths."

"Perhaps they all need a lot of adjustments?"

Tom blinked, and then returned to the topic: "If we simplify things, you will find that there are undoubtedly only two endings, that is, you end up together, or you don't get together. There is no other choice. .”

Mo Tan twitched the corners of his lips to show that he was not stupid.

"Escape is the most regrettable path, and it may not be the only one who regrets it."

When he said this, a flash of anger flashed in Old Tom's dark eyes that could not be seen clearly. He paused for a long time before continuing: "Frankly admit your concerns and face the difficulties together. If you could, I think you would have already I’ve done this... So, let’s just go on like this. Maybe the result will not be good, but it’s better than two people regretting together for who knows how long. What’s more, what if a turning point appears while walking?”

Mo Tan was slightly stunned: "What do you mean?"

"I don't know. I'm just talking nonsense to you based on my experience in practicing magic."

Old Tom stood up and gradually merged with the light of the stars falling on the earth. His figure turned from solid to insubstantial, disappearing as if evaporating, leaving only a faint good night.

"baffling……"

Mo Tan rubbed his nose, stood up, turned around and walked towards his tent: "If you know it's nonsense, don't talk about this kind of thing in the first place."

…

"But thanks anyway."

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"It's not that I don't understand the principle that the boat will naturally straighten when it reaches the bridge."

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"It's just that even if there is a bridge hole, it will just 'naturally sink' if placed on me..."

Chapter 907: End