Comet Beauty [Interstellar]

Located in the center of the planet, the Vatican City is full of flowers, and the triumphal avenues paved with white marble are painted with retro acacias.Since the Pope's assassination in early spring, the Vatican City has strictly controlled the entry and exit of outside tourists.In addition to the identity certificate and the pass issued by the federal government, real-name registration is required to enter and exit the Vatican. The fingerprints, voiceprints and DNA of tourists need to be compared with the large database one by one.Qing Changye is a black household, and Anya has been on the blacklist of the Holy See a few years ago, and they cannot enter the city through formal channels.Somehow Anya bribed a nun from the Holy See, who sent a message asking them to wait a few more days, and she would find a way to let them in during the worship on Wednesday.

As Anya herself said, his two personalities are gradually merging, and sooner or later there will be a normal day without accident.On Wednesday morning, the warm wind from the river bank caressed my shoulders.He and Anya took a walk along the river around the city. The young man's eyebrows were as picturesque under the golden sun, and Anya couldn't help but look at him a few more times.This person is unexpectedly very suitable for this kind of place with a strong religious atmosphere, although he does not seem to believe in any religion.

"Your illness is actually normal among abnormalities."

Anya frowned.

"Generally, multiple personality split patients will have at least dozens of personalities, the average number is thirty, and you only have two," Qing Changye said softly: "Imagine the situation where more than 30 people are talking in their minds at the same time, right? Think it's going to blow up?"

"No, I'm going to shut them all up."

"Okay," Qing Changye said, "Can you tell me why you have a split personality?"

"It seems to be your job."

"I know part of it." The memory he saw from the chalice, the little boy covered in scars in the confession room, wearing the girl's clothes, turned all the souls that inadvertently broke into lifeless skeletons: "Only you The part sealed in the chalice."

"I don't know anything about you."

Before coming here, he and Anya drank the disguise potion. Both of them have outstanding appearance and are highly recognizable.It's ten o'clock.There were bursts of cheers in the Vatican City, and the pope will soon come to the main square.Anya's communicator lit up, and the topic ended here. He signaled Qing Changye to follow him, and the latter suddenly said, "I don't know either."

"what?"

He opened his mouth, and for a moment, he wanted to tell Anya that he didn't remember anything.The cries of the crowd in the Vatican City came to an abrupt end when they saw the arrival of the Pope. A large number of saints holding scriptures sang hymns in unison. Walking in front of them, the security guards who were originally guarding entered the square to worship at this moment, and only the clergy were left at the door. Qing Changye heard what the nun said to them, and then kissed them. Anya pulled him into the square Inside.During the big pilgrimage on Wednesday, people came and went, people flipped the red leather bronzing booklets in their hands, and the singing became louder and louder.The pope in the center is wearing a luxurious gown. When looking at him in Qing Changye, the pope's eyes flicked across the crowd, and finally met him unexpectedly.

"Tsk."

He heard Anya's voice, obviously the other party also noticed this.Something is looking at him through this puppet.All the people standing around Qingchangye waved their arms happily, almost forming an ocean. The Pope seems to be a god-like existence in the eyes of believers.The smile on the pope's face is like a sublime gospel. If you only look at his smiling face and gentle brown eyes at the moment, no one would guess that part of his brain is missing.Qing Changye drank the disguise potion, apparently the guy manipulating the pope didn't recognize him by his appearance.Qing Changye glanced at the Pope's back unintentionally, and narrowed his eyes after seeing the tall man at the southernmost end of the main square.Because of the angle and the crowd, only half of the man's face can be seen clearly from him. The man's thin lips are raised upwards, and a strand of dazzling blond hair hangs down the side of his face.Probably because the memory of being suppressed for the first time was too tragic, Qing Changye felt uncomfortable when Edwin appeared nearby, and he probably could recognize the other party turned into ashes.The nun who brought them in kept urging them to leave quickly. If they wanted to enter the Holy See, they had to rely on the current opportunity. Before they had time to think about why the king appeared here, Qing Changye quickened his pace.

"Please wait!"

Not long after entering the Holy See, a voice from behind made them stop. The woman in sight was young and beautiful. Her light-colored long hair made her look like a magnolia plant in full bloom. The federal logo on the woman was clearly green and long night. The dark eyes shrank for a moment, Anya whispered something in the nun's ear, and he pushed Qing Changye, motioning him to follow her.

"What's the matter? Miss." Anya stopped in front of Lydia without a trace. The head maid looked anxiously at Qing Changye who was walking away. She accepted the memory of the little mermaid, and she could sense the ugly Gao This young man is the mother body mentioned by the mermaid, and is naturally what Wang is looking for, but Wang is attending worship in the square at the moment. She meets the man in front of her eyes, and at the same time she takes out a search warrant that symbolizes the Federal Police Department: "The man just now Sir, you are like the suspect I am chasing, please get out of the way."

"He's going to the toilet, and the nun will take it with him," Anya said lightly, "I'll be back soon, can you wait a while."

"Feel sorry."

Lydia shook her head. She wanted to avoid the man in front of her and walked over, but the man reached out and grabbed her arm. The power condensed in the fingertips of the head maid. She has dual powers of the spirit and wind, otherwise it would be impossible Gaining her current position beside the Federation King, the instantly condensed wind blade is powerful enough to tear apart the space. She once used this to cut off the enemy's head on the national battlefield, but the wind blade stopped when it approached the man's neck.There was a blue glow in the brown eyes of the man in front of him, and Anya smiled with her lips curled up: "Not bad. Although I really don't want to touch women..."

Suddenly there were ten more bloodstains on her fingers, not deep, but painful. Just when Lydia couldn't help but look down, a piece of cork was stuffed into her mouth. Pulled out the harness from the space ring to bind her hands and feet, and pushed her into the side utility room.The maid's long light-colored hair spread out on the wooden shelf, and Anya ignored her angry eyes and quickly led the utility room.

"I'm sorry, I was also forced to become a villain by my family's femme fatale." This kind of woman with outstanding ability has probably never been treated like this. If she could, she would tear his face off immediately. Anya smiled: " Save your energy, miss, this place is usually cleaned every two months, I hope you can be found out sooner."

"It might just happen that her boss passed by here." The sudden male voice made Anya take a quick step back, and a big hole with a diameter of two meters appeared where he was standing before. Before Anya could taunt, the young and handsome Wang licked Thin lips: "If the femme fatale is not easy to raise, how about sending it to me?"

The dome of the Holy See in the Vatican is painted with countless exquisite murals. Most of the paintings are about religion. Although they have fallen off with the years, the craftsmen's careful restoration can still make it regain its former glory. Baroque relief gems extend on both sides. In a sense, the resplendent building is the palace.Qing Changye followed the nun all the way, the deeper the church, the worse the signal of the communicator, the communication between him and Anya was cut off, the nun who was walking in front suddenly stopped, Qing Changye said softly: " Mammy?"

The nun turned her head little by little, with a slightly hunched back, a white priest's robe and meticulously tied sideburns, Qing Changye almost immediately backed away from the spot, his fingers slid across the space ring, and a sharp dagger appeared in his palm.He had just seen that the nun had a pair of water-red eyes.

【Mother. 】

Qing Changye breathed a sigh of relief.Luckily not Sirens.

The mermaid living under the nun's skin was tilting her head to look at Qing Changye. If it wasn't for this old man's appearance, it would probably be a pleasing gesture for any mermaid to do.Qing Changye borrowed strength from his feet on the ground, and he rushed towards the mermaid. The sound of heavenly singing flooded into his mind, his body became uncontrollable, and all the strength in his body was almost vented. Qing Changye bit it cleanly. The pain in his wrist made him barely regain his sobriety.

【Mommy mommy! 】When the mermaid saw his blood, she didn’t know whether it was excitement or worry, and she directly opened the hidden skin, the golden fish tail splashed countless blood beads, the nun’s body was as pale as a corpse, and her eyes rolled up. , brown corpse spots stretched on the loose skin, obviously dead for a long time.The mermaid can't stand on the ground, it is half lying on the ground, grabbing Qing Changye with its slender wrist: 【Let's go find the Sirens!Siren misses you so much! 】

The mermaid's face was full of undisguised joy. It didn't know that it was wrong to kill a life like this. Even Anya would not kill people casually. This kind of weak creature was so naive and cruel.The mermaid's words have already carried the unique magic power of singing. Although it is innocent, it is obviously not stupid. It knows that it can't let the prey it has managed to get away like this.Qing Changye was dizzy in the siren's voice, no one could resist this, it was still very small, its singing voice was immature but full of charm, and the sharp and thin timbre contained a wonderful charming charm, Qing Changye felt that his blood was almost on the verge of dying Exploding, the mermaid's song meanders through every mountain-like undulating vein in his body.He was about to lose his footing.

[Mom, mom, mom——do you look at me? 】

[Talk to me, you are so beautiful, the Siren also said that you are the most beautiful human being, the most vivid memory it gave us is your eyes, black, like the night sky——]

【The siren said that love will make mermaids die, why?Mother? 】

"Because..." The dagger made by the ghost was extremely sharp, and the bloody smell in Qing Changye's mouth became thicker and thicker. In order not to get lost in that charming maze, he had to bite his tongue all the time.He lowered his head, and the little mermaid in front of him was as beautiful as a blooming laurel plant, heavy, and that kind of beauty was too fragile, and it would all wither if he didn't pay attention: "I will hurt you, my dear son."

The dagger carved a light scratch on the mermaid's body, almost draining all of Qing Changye's strength.Natasha loves to apply poison to melee weapons, and Qing Changye was also brought into this habit by her.This toxin can kill a tiger shark within 30 seconds. Mermaids will not die from the toxin, but the venom can also paralyze their nerves. The heavenly singing gradually stopped. Qing Changye tore it off without hesitation and grabbed himself hands.

Its fingers are thin, like a siren, like some kind of plant with weak meridians.Qing Changye considered running around it for a moment.Edwin is in the Vatican, the service is over, Anya hasn't come yet, he may be entangled by the big beauty just now, and he may even meet Edwin, no matter what, he has to find something useful to himself s things.When An Ya was a teenager, she sealed the memory of the confessional in the chalice. There may be fragments of his memory in the Holy See. The boy in the chalice can help him break the original death curse, and other fragments It is possible to unravel all the spells that Anya has cast on him now.

【Siren wants to see you. 】

A thin voice came from behind, and Qing Changye looked back at the mermaid lying on the ground. Its hair was long and dense, like a piece of silk winding behind its back.I don't know why, but with eyes full of desire, he actually heard a hint of sadness in the mermaid's voice.

Most of the spells cast on him by Anya are one-way, but the Bloodstain Pact is different. This is a two-way spell. Carrie once said that as long as they are close, both parties can sense each other's position.When he stepped into the Holy See, Qing Changye vaguely felt that something was calling him, and he stepped into the atrium following the induction.The building here was almost abandoned. Countless dust had accumulated on the black square marble pillars under the statue of the Angel with Broken Wings. As soon as he took a step into the atrium, countless memories flashed through his mind.Blood streaks appeared one after another on Qing Changye's body.

He saw Anya in childhood.

It was a very young child. Because of his age, the boy's face was even weak and somewhat feminine, like a harmless blooming flower. The boy and the woman in white were talking softly, walking a little further, The child grew up, and the woman in white began to seldom smile at him. Anya's mother forced him to wear a skirt. The boy didn't know why, but he still listened to her.

"It would be great if you were a girl." The woman in white stroked the boy's head, her originally gentle expression turned ferocious in an instant: "If you were a girl! If you were a girl——you would become a witch! But you and he Mom has nothing, you father and son brought me nothing but pain, bastard, waste! You are a waste that deserves to die just like your father!"

The boy couldn't cry anymore, he stared blankly at the hysterical woman in white in front of him. In Anya's memory, his mother mostly appeared in such a cold image.Qing Changye walked along the atrium, and when he passed the statue of the Broken Winged Angel, bloodstains spread all over his body.When Anya was 15 years old, he saw a sight that he will never forget.

The old Pope of the Vatican was pressing on his mother. The woman's face was full of smiles, but her eyes were full of hatred. It seemed that she saw Anya who was not daring to move in the corner. That once magnificent woman did something to him I made a mouth shape.

Get out.

"Sissy, Sissy..."

The old pope called his mother's name. He was usually so kind, but at this moment he was as cruel as a tyrant. The young man hid behind the curtain and did not dare to move. He heard the sound of their conversation after they were done.

"Anja seems to have grown taller—"

"So what?" His mother put on the white dress again, with bright red nails and raspberry-like lips: "Isn't he just an idiot who only knows how to eat? The little idiot grows up and becomes a big idiot."

"Sissy, I know you resent the Vatican for breaking up you and Seydoux, but a nun and a businessman... this kind of marriage is destined to be forbidden by the Holy See, and it's not even a topic of conversation. It's ugly and sinful."

"Shut your mouth," the woman turned her eyes irritably, "If he was a girl, he would have destroyed the Vatican a long time ago, and it's not your turn to talk about me here."

"But he's not a fucking girl!" The old Pope's voice suddenly rose: "Even if you named him a girl! He's not a girl either! He will never have the power of a witch! Even if you were the last witch It's the same—you can only die in the Vatican in this life, and your child can only die here! Ever since you decided to give birth to a businessman's child, you have ruined it with your own hands, do you understand?!"

Qing Changye continued to walk forward.After that day, Anya's mother seemed so irritated that she locked him in the confessional, and she began to resent everyone.Most of the time, she vented her grievances on her son. The childish young man always bears the pinch marks and scratches of women.Qing Changye guessed that this was probably the period he saw in the chalice. When he walked to the last section of the atrium, the dusty ball in the corner made the bloodstains on his body so bright that it was almost burning.The soaring flames surrounded the Vatican, and Qing Changye was in a trance.

The youthful Anya stood on the dome of the Holy See, with neat short black hair and blue eyes as deep as stardust. He saw Anya jumping off the top of the Holy See, and he scratched off one of the Pope's eyes, listening to the sound of the Vatican in front of him. When the honorable old man screamed, the boy's face was filled with indifference. He seemed to be smiling, but he also seemed expressionless.As if nothing could enter his eyes anymore, the old Pope tremblingly covered his injured eyes.

"Cursed son...! Little beast, boys born to witches are all cursed disaster stars. I should have—"

The teenager cut off his nose.He suddenly laughed. Qing Changye had never seen Anya smile so brightly. This person was obviously a devil, but his smile was extremely dazzling, like the sun that firmly attracted everyone's attention.

"Damn me," he did such a bloody thing after hearing the boy's voice, but Anya's voice was as pale as a lake without waves: "But you are all alive, I am not happy."

"—Then we die together, or you all die, okay?"

The glare of the fire could almost cover the sky and the sun. He didn't even know how many memories Anya had sealed here. The entire Vatican was almost burned by his anger and resentment. At the end of the memory, Qing Changye saw the seriously injured Pope ordering a The crystal ball was thrown at Anya, and the boy shattered it, but he let out a scream.Black mist enveloped his figure, and when he looked again, the devil-like boy had disappeared.The Vatican thus survived.

The memory came to an abrupt end at this moment, and Qing Changye woke up from it.He rubbed the space between his brows. He knew that Anya had always been cruel to others, but when he recalled the young man he saw in the firelight, he realized that Anya had really left all her tenderness to herself.The blood streaks were still boiling, and the dusty sphere in front of him could vaguely see the traces of repairs, so Qing Changye squatted down.

If he guessed correctly, this should be the crystal ball that the old Pope ordered someone to throw at Anya at the end. Although he doesn't know what it does, it can obviously restrain Anya's ability.Like a ghost, Qing Changye stretched out his hand to it.If his deduction is correct, as long as he touches this thing, all the spells cast on him by Anya will be undone, and he will no longer be bound by Anya.But at the same time, he also betrayed all the promises he made to Anya.

His fingers were getting closer to the thing.Just as he was about to touch the crystal ball, someone came in from the other side of the atrium. The person had black hair like a crow, his face was like a peach blossom in full bloom, and his lips were as light as cherry blossoms.

"Qingqing?"