After becoming a disciple of the Pope

This New Year is destined to be an extraordinary year.

The entire imperial capital was messed up by the beast tide, half of the Holy Beast Palace collapsed, not to mention other areas that were ravaged by the beast tide.The second prince, Feng Gan, was imprisoned in the adjudicative court for apostasy and awaited trial. God's punishment frame was waiting for him in the not-too-distant future.

The Central Holy See was busy clearing up the remaining fish that slipped through the net, helping people who were bitten by wild beasts get rid of the plague, and rebuilding the Holy Beast Palace and the Temple of Light.

The former archbishop Qing He was also deprived of the post of archbishop for the crime of apostasy. When his body was salvaged, his whole body was swollen and stiff, with a relieved expression on his face, as if he didn't struggle too much with his own death. All the bishops of the Holy See in his line were in danger for a while, for fear that they would be involved in his affairs. Fortunately, large-scale demotions did not happen. way up.

Several archbishop positions were vacated, and they were selected from among the outstanding bishops from all over the world, and Huai Ling became the biggest winner.

The Temple of Light, in the study of the Pope.

Yun Hong knelt on one knee, lowered his head silently, not daring to meet Ye Zheng's dark eyes.

"You said...you were the one who sent the page about Mang to General Ye Rongzhen?" Ye Zheng's voice was deep and slow, and there was no emotion in his calmness.

Yun Hong nodded silently.

"why?"

He sighed and said in a low voice: "I just can't tolerate that kind of thing happening between you and the next pope, it's blasphemy and disrespect to the gods..."

Ye Zheng sneered disdainfully, and said: "Because of your personal emotions, you almost fell into the rumors of the Holy Son, and your reputation was ruined. From now on, you will be relieved of your position as the General Affairs Officer, because you have been loyal to the Holy See for most of your life." For Geng Geng's sake, I won't kill you, go to the tribunal to spend the rest of my life."

Yun Hong finally saluted him and disappeared forever in the Temple of Light.

The cemetery in the southern suburbs of the imperial capital.

A simple obelisk is embedded in the green grass, with only the name of the owner of the tomb written on it, without any other words such as epitaph or last words.A bouquet of pale yellow chrysanthemums was placed in front of the tomb. Two tall men quietly looked at the name of the owner of the tomb and let out a heavy sigh.

"God will forgive his sins and let him return to heaven." An indifferent and rigid voice came from behind the two.

Wen Changyan turned his head and saw Zhan Qiu standing quietly three feet away from them, surprise flashed in his eyes, and said: "You are not in the temple to protect His Highness Son, why are you here?"

Zhan Qiu walked slowly to his side and said, "It was His Highness who ordered me to take a look."

Wen Changyan's eyes were deep, staring at him silently, and suddenly the corners of his mouth were raised in a rare way, although it was so shallow that it was almost invisible.

"I hope you're right."

The rebuilt Holy Beast Palace.

Yinyin meadow, sparkling lake water, the scene in front of me seems to have not changed at all from before.

The sparrow and the little jerk turned into their original forms and soared and frolicked over the lake. From time to time, they passed the lake low and splashed clusters of silvery white waves. He rubbed Ye Shaoqing's palm affectionately, as if he was very happy to smell his breath.

Yezheng's eyebrows moved slightly, and he cast a glance at it, and said coolly, "I haven't passed on the throne to you yet, and those who don't know think you are the pope."

Ye Shaoqing smiled, touched Bai Zexin's long horns reluctantly, and said, "You haven't told me how I was saved that day? Did you really get hurt?"

Yezheng snorted, and said, "I was injured by the forbidden curse before I got close to the bottom of the lake. In the end, Bai Ze followed your breath to find you and carried you ashore."

Ye Shaoqing couldn't help but frowned and pinched his cheeks, and said displeasedly: "Since Bai Ze can save me, why do you have to join in the fun, you bloody vixen? When I woke up, I heard Zhanqiu's tone and saw you lying on the ground. The look of being so angry on the bed almost scared me to death."

Ye Zheng couldn't help but make an excuse in a low voice: "As a teacher, if you care about it, you will be chaotic."

Ye Shaoqing taught with a straight face and seriousness: "Do you think that I will be moved and cry when you become a hero? Don't be stupid, if you have any troubles in order to save me, I will definitely forget you immediately and take over the throne of Pope." , save enough money for a wife, raise a litter of furries, marry a beautiful priestess, reach the pinnacle of life, and when you get to heaven, just watch and cry silently in the sky, ah."

"..." Ye Zheng looked over suspiciously, revealing a row of cold white teeth, "Who do you want to marry? You are so beautiful, even if you turn into a ghost as a teacher, you will not let you go. You were born to be mine." Apprentice, death is my dead apprentice."

Ye Shaoqing couldn't help but put her arms around his waist from behind, put her lips on his earlobe, and said with a deep smile, "Yes, yes, what's yours is yours."

Yezheng snorted softly: "Little bastard."

Looking at the almost overlapping backs of the two from a distance, Zhou Wen wandered on the grass with a bitter face, hesitating whether to go forward, because he had ruined His Majesty's good deeds before, and now he wants to step forward to be a light bulb, let alone the adjudication court, It is estimated that the toilet of the Temple of Light will also have to be covered.

In the end, Ye Shaoqing noticed the sneaky Zhou Wen and waved to him.

"Are you all ready?"

Zhou Wen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and respectfully said: "All preparations have been made, and all irrelevant people have been dismissed, and we are only waiting for His Majesty the Pope to go."

Ye Shaoqing nodded in satisfaction, and said to Yezheng, "I'm going to take back my own body soon, are you nervous?"

Ye Zheng said disdainfully: "It's you who are nervous, isn't it a pity that there will be no tail to touch in the future?"

Ye Shaoqing raised his eyebrows, and said confidently: "Not at all, isn't there a nine-tailed sky fox? It doesn't need to maintain its human form in front of people like you, and I can touch it every day."

"..."

Before the three of them came to the pre-arranged giant magic circle, an ice coffin was quietly placed in the center of the rotating light circle, and the cold white mist was scattered, and Ye Zheng's body was sealed in it. After Qinghe's death, the puppet technique completely failed , the gods specially reserved a glimmer of life for it before sealing it up like an ice coffin, which was the last legacy for the two of them.

Bai Ze's figure slowly appeared on the ice coffin, his whole body glowing with light. At the beginning, Yezheng relied on Bai Ze's power to transfer his soul and power into the spirit beast's body. human body.

Zhou Wen retreated silently, leaving only Ye Shaoqing and Ye Zheng.

"Go in." Ye Shaoqing took a deep breath, looked at him tenderly, "I'm here to accompany you."

Ye Zheng saw the tension in his eyes, and said in relief, "Don't worry, there will be no problem."

The figure of the other party gradually disappeared into the magic circle shrouded in golden light. Ye Shaoqing followed him with his eyes, and waited patiently and quietly. No matter how long it took or what the result was, he would welcome Ye Zheng's return as soon as possible...

The feeling of the soul leaving the body is very wonderful. Ye Zheng felt that his consciousness had been plunged into a hazy mist. In an instant, he seemed to pass through endless years and space, and saw countless fragments of the past and memories.

Blue sky, white clouds, green grass and mirror lake, a towering tree stands tall and straight on the small island in the middle of the lake, densely layered green leaves cover the canopy lushly, the sun shines through the branches and leaves and casts mottled and shaking shadows on the grass .

Sitting under the big tree was a man in a silver-white robe. He had a handsome face and a focused expression. He was flipping through a collection of divine arts written by himself, writing deletions and comments from time to time. The little deer-like beast lay beside his legs, its long horns flashing faint blue arcs, sleeping soundly and sweetly.

Ye Zheng looked at this peaceful and meaningful picture from a distance, and suddenly a strange emotion came to his heart, both sweet and melancholy, he really wanted to get closer to the man under the tree, but he didn't dare to disturb him, hesitating , worry about gains and losses.

That person is the supreme god in the eyes of all believers, the existence that all vicious beasts fear and fear, and also the mentor who taught himself to give himself everything, and the lighthouse in his life that will never collapse.

Until that person seemed to notice his gaze, raised his head from the book, and looked over lightly.

My ethereal voice seemed to come from the sky:

"Master." He heard himself calling.

This call seems to have gone through thousands of years, and the fragmentary pictures are gone in an instant. Everything in the past, whether it is the sour feelings deeply buried in the heart that cannot be expressed, or the beautiful and peaceful time, is submerged in the long river of history. Among them, there is no way to know.

The ice coffin melted, and Ye Zheng woke up from a drowsy dream. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a familiar face, which seemed to coincide with the man under the tree in the dream.

The man looked at himself with a smile, and called softly: "Master, welcome back."

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