After becoming a disciple of the Pope

Time seemed to have come to a standstill.

Changying stared angrily at Ye Shaoqing, that pretty face was blushed with anger, and the latter was indifferent, looking at her like looking at a monkey in clothes.

"Ahem, Miss Changying." Qi Luan stood helplessly between the two of them, blocking the smell of gunpowder that was about to erupt from the eldest lady, "Are you okay? Is there any pain?"

Chang Ying brushed her drooping hair behind her ears, and straightened her wrinkle-free dress before pulling Qi Luan aside, frowning and asking, "Uncle Qi, why is this guy still here? Did you follow my teacher?" Brother said that he bullied me in the morning?"

Qi Luan said seriously: "Miss, what happened this morning was just a misunderstanding, so don't mention it any more. Mr. Ye is a guest invited by Your Excellency the Officiant, and he will be staying here for a while."

"What? My senior brother still let him live here?" Chang Ying raised his eyebrows upside down, raised his voice abruptly, swept his eyes like knives, and glared at Ye Shaoqing, "This guy not only looks like a dog, but also What ability is there that deserves such courtesy from my senior brother? No, I'll go to my senior brother right now, don't be fooled by this swindling magician!"

"Miss Changying—" Qi Luan looked at the back of the other party going away quickly, turned around and said with a wry smile, "Mr. Ye, please don't take it to heart, I will go to her to explain it tonight."

Ye Shaoqing spread his hands indifferently, and said: "I don't mind, as long as she doesn't come to trouble me, otherwise, even if it's a girl, I won't give face."

After the episode, he continued to follow Qi Luan to visit around, while on the other end, Chang Ying became more and more angry as she thought about it, and rushed all the way to Huai Ling's room, pushed open the plain white carved door, and saw her senior brother sitting by the floor-to-ceiling window In front of me, I am painting oil paintings with great interest.

The afternoon sun reflected a warm golden window on the oak floor, and the fine dust in the air floated and danced in the light beams. Wai Ling did not wear the sacrificial robes for red priests, but a plain white uniform. He bathed in In the sunlight, a golden hair was shrouded in a soft light.

Among the priests in Heichuan City, Huai Ling has always been known as a handsome man. I don't know how many admirers have been defeated by that blond hair and charming smile. Only the junior sister who grew up with him has long been tired of watching Yes, even the aesthetic standards are much higher.

"Senior brother—" Chang Ying dragged out a long voice, calling out coquettishly.

"What's the matter, Junior Sister?" Huai Ling didn't look up, but was still concentrating on smearing on the canvas, occasionally frowning and meditating, and sometimes writing like a god.

The high-heeled shoes made a crisp sound when they stepped on the wooden floor. Changying came up behind him, turned her head to glance at the works on the easel, and showed such an expression.

"Brother, I'm not talking about you. There must be a limit to narcissism. Apart from painting your own self-portraits, can you paint anything else?"

Changing to a thicker paintbrush, Huai Ling dabbed some paint casually, added two strokes on the hair, looked left and right, and then said with satisfaction: "Look, how perfect your brother is."

"..." Changying couldn't help but rolled her eyes in her heart, and twisted a strand of hair around her fingers. She bit her lip and said after a long while, "Brother, that Ye...Ye or something, Why did you keep him here?"

"You mean Ye Shaoqing?" Huai Ling gave her a strange look, "He is my important guest, what? Could it be that you provoked him?"

"What do you mean I provoked him? He obviously provoked me!" Chang Ying widened her eyes angrily, like pouring beans, and explained the entanglement between the two of them.

"You said Ye Shaoqing scolded you? Impossible." Huai Ling shook his head and said firmly, "I have a good eye for seeing people. Although I know him very little, his gentle and polite conversation is definitely as bad as you said. [-]% of the time, it's you who made me lose my temper."

In the morning, she was refuted in public in public. Changying was already extremely wronged. Unexpectedly, her senior brother who always loved her not only did not comfort her with good words, but instead helped outsiders to criticize her. Changying curled her lips, her face full of displeasure: It was he who provoked me first, and I was generous enough not to bother with him, but in the end he refused to even give me a three-tailed fox, and kept hiding it like some rare treasure. Hmph, I don’t know where it came from Country boy, how dare you accuse Sang and Huai to mock me for being uneducated!"

After washing the paintbrush and covering the canvas with a white cloth, Huai Ling wiped his hands and sighed: "Junior Sister, Junior Sister, you don't know, that fox is indeed not an ordinary fox, and this time I have something to ask for him. He wanted to borrow his fox, and besides, this person is not a 'little trickster', I have seen with my own eyes that even Li Mao suffered a lot from him."

Changying froze for a moment, opened her mouth in surprise, but was interrupted by Huai Ling.

The expression on his face was rarely serious: "Junior Sister, you want white foxes, there are plenty of them out there, that one, I don't think you should pay attention to it. Also, behind Ye Shaoqing, I'm afraid there is someone with an unusual identity. Teacher, he is currently related to the senior brother's competition for the bishop, I hope you don't provoke him at this juncture, and there will be extra problems, understand?"

Although somewhat unwilling, Changying nodded with an ugly face.

Huai Ling hummed in satisfaction, and then suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "By the way, junior sister, how about senior brother draw a picture for you too? Junior sister is so beautiful, it must be the most beautiful work of art!"

When she heard that she was going to draw, Changying turned pale with fright as if she had heard some scary ghost story. She couldn't care about continuing to complain, let alone Huai Ling's warm smile. She lifted the delicate skirt embroidered with gold thread and ran for her life. He jumped out, running faster than a rabbit.

"Oh, I don't know art." Huai Ling shook his head sadly and disappointedly.

The guest room is on the west side of the church hall, and there are few people coming and going.The elegant gray and white stone carvings are inlaid on the wall, and there is a thick and steady taste in the tranquility.

"In the evening, I will order the priest to bring dinner. If Mr. Ye needs anything else, you can talk to him." Qi Luan said with a smile, "You can walk around in the church hall as you like, even if Priest Li Mao searches the whole city, he dare not I came here to trouble you blatantly."

"Thank you." Ye Shaoqing watched him leave, and took a few glances at the furnishings in the room.

The indoor windows are clean and clean, and someone has cleaned them in advance. The curtains hanging from the beams in the center of the room are drawn to both sides, separating the inside and the outside into a bedroom and a small hall, and there is a bathroom inside.

The floor is covered with a soft camel handmade carpet, even if you step on it with bare feet, you can't feel the chill of autumn at all.

The exquisite murals on the walls, the fragrant flowers on the flower stands, and the fresh fruits in white jade trays, every detail is extremely considerate, simple and elegant.

In front of the bay window in the small hall, there is a chaise longue sofa that can be used for a nap. Yezheng has already laid down on it immediately. The soft fabric is very comfortable. Yezheng stretched lazily, then lay on the round pillow without moving Now, its fur blends in with the ivory white chair and sofa. If you don't look carefully, you might think it's a fox fur blanket on the sofa.

Ye Shaoqing sat beside it, pushed its paws outside, and wondered, "What's the purpose of your coming here? There's no third person here, so you can tell me."

With the slender fox eyes half-closed, Yezheng lazily said: "What else can I do, of course it is to restore my human form. Since there is a bishop in this city, there must be something that can help me recover."

Ye Shaoqing frowned and said, "What is it? Don't always be ambiguous in your speech, can you make it clear at once?"

"Impatient." Ye Zheng chuckled lightly: "The bishops of the various dioceses are the backbone of the Holy See. Every year, the Holy See will distribute a crystal nucleus of a rare and exotic beast to them, which will have a miraculous effect on healing injuries and increasing mental strength."

"You want this crystal nucleus? Don't we have enough crystal nucleus from the Chiliao Mountains?"

Ye Zheng stretched out his claws and tapped him on the head lightly, and said slowly: "Little idiot, those low-level crystal nuclei are far from the quality of rare and exotic beast crystal nuclei. The mental strength I need to recover will become larger and larger, and the bottle of Chi Liaoxue, combined with many auxiliary medicinal materials, can grow a fourth tail at most, and no matter how much I drink after that, it will have no effect."

Ye Shaoqing's face was a little ugly, and he said with difficulty: "You mean-there must be crystal nuclei at the level of rare beasts to be useful?"

The white fox calmly gave an affirmative answer: "Not bad."

That tone, as if the crystal nucleus of a rare and exotic animal is not a rare and expensive treasure, but a Chinese cabbage picked up randomly on the road, as if it is a takeaway that comes when you call, it is commonplace, and it is always on call.

Ye Shaoqing said angrily: "Where do you want me to get you that kind of crystal nucleus? It's better to sell me."

Ye Zheng sneered: "Sold you? Then someone has to be willing to buy it."

Ye Shaoqing: "..." Heartless little bastard!

Ye Zheng squinted at him, and said coolly, "Are you calling me a little bastard again in your heart?"

Ye Shaoqing: "!!!" Can this guy even read minds? !

The white fox was both angry and funny, and gave him a symbolic slap with his tail, and said, "I'm your master, and I don't know you yet? You bastard. This place is fairly safe. Take out the herbs you bought earlier and burn them Boil a pot of hot water and pour it into the bathtub after boiling."

"Bathtub? Isn't that boiled for drinking?" Ye Shaoqing muttered, "I was afraid you would feel bitter, so I bought you several catties of sugar."

"It's just the can of red blood. The medicinal bath is mainly to improve the body so that it can be better absorbed." Ye Zheng smiled lightly: "If you don't want to waste, you can sprinkle all the sugar in it, and I don't care. You can drink it anyway. You want to take this medicated bath with me."

"...What? Why should I take a bath with you?"