The vest magic changes the earth

The angel looked around in a daze, he was floating in mid-air, with huge wings spread out behind him, the wings were made of pure light, the brilliance was pure.

The angel is wearing a pure white jumpsuit, except for the head, neck, hands and soles, the rest are covered by the jumpsuit.

His appearance is pure, his eyes and hair are pure pale gold, the angel's eyes are slightly lowered, and the eyes under the long eyelashes are full of compassion and tranquility.

Angel, ah no, to be precise, Lu Yi who lost his memory, just stood there.His brain is now cleaner than a washed whiteboard, and he doesn't remember anything except that his name is Metatron, he is the clerk of the heavens, and he is the angel of the patron saint.

This is actually Lu Yi's good luck and bad luck.

The bad thing is that he lost his memory directly during time travel after being severely injured mentally. The good thing is that he used the Metatron card. This angel in the Jewish pseudo-scriptures is the embodiment of wisdom, with a kind and upright character. It won't cause too much impact on his soul. If he still uses McAvian, then Lu Yi's soul is very likely to be completely polluted by his bloodthirsty and crazy desires, and there is no room for recovery.

However, at this time, he still faces the biggest trouble, that is, he no longer remembers who he is, let alone his current mission.

The angel floated in the air blankly for a while, and finally his eyes focused on a point.

There was only one solitary tree there, with a thick trunk and lush branches, which seemed to have experienced many years.

The angel didn't move, he was still staring in that direction, his golden pupils remained motionless.

Finally, it should be finally unable to bear this eerie tranquility, a head poked out from behind the tree.

It was a young man, in his twenties, with a white shirt and black vest. He looked quite handsome, but he had messy hair on his head, a pair of blue eyes that were dazed, and a pair of Gold-rimmed glasses, looking a little silly.

He was in shock right now, his distorted expression ruining his good looks.

The young man stared dumbfounded at the angel floating in the sky, who also lowered his head and stared at him.

The angel's golden pupils were covered by the long eyelashes, and he looked very gentle. He was suspended in the air against the light, and the sun shone behind him to form a halo, looking holy and dignified.

Looking at this scene, the young man's jaw almost dropped. He muttered to himself for a while, his eyes were blank and he tried to step back, his movements were stiff: "I must be hallucinating again, sorry to bother you... "

He stepped back with his hands and feet, but he didn't expect that his feet slipped, tripped over a stone, and fell headfirst to the ground.

The ground was quite uneven, it was a downhill slope, and when he was about to fall headfirst, a gentle force supported him.

The angel stretched out his hand and held him up in mid-air, helping him, avoiding his fate of bleeding head and blood.

At this time, Lu Yi was noticing that the young man's eyes were a little loose under the gold-rimmed glasses, and he knew in his heart that this person must have something wrong with his eyes, so he smiled and said, "Please be careful."

The young man seemed to be unable to escape this fantastic reality, and he cautiously made a nondescript gift to the angel, with his hands twisted nervously behind his back: "More of this, uh... Your Majesty, dare to ask?" What are your orders?"

Lu Yi smiled, "There's no need to be polite, and there's no need to thank you, but I need your help with something. Out of politeness in the world, I'll ask your name first."

"Lucy Simmons. May I ask your name?"

Why is this name a little familiar? Lu Yi was puzzled, but after careful consideration, he found nothing.

He said nothing on the surface: "I am Metatron, the Lamb of the Lord. Perhaps you have seen my name in the holy scriptures. That is the glory bestowed on me by the Lord."

A little surprise flashed across Lucien Simmons' face.He said, "What do you want to do when you come to the world?"

Lu Yi continued, with a pitiful smile on his face: "I don't remember."

"what?"

"This is what I want to ask for your help. I forgot the mission of coming to the world. But this matter should be very important. You are the first person I met. I think this is the Lord's instruction."

Lu Sien swallowed his dry throat: "Then what do you remember?"

"I am Metatron, Secretary of Heaven." The angel blinked at him with an innocent expression.

"..."

"Okay, okay. Maybe you'd like to go back to my house with me and recall it carefully." Lucien Simmons was helpless. He didn't raise his head during the conversation, his eyes wandered, and he didn't dare to look directly at people and speak.

He went on to say: "You can follow me, uh... I have bad eyesight, maybe you've noticed, I can't see very well, but people don't really care about that, emmmm, so I often like to come out by myself .I like looking at clouds, which can show some kind of change in meteorology, do you know meteorology? Oh sorry, I don’t think there is such a thing in heaven, we usually use it to predict the weather or something.”

He spoke faster and faster, uttered a bunch of nonsense, waved his hands indiscriminately, and looked dazed.

"Oh oh sorry, I really want to talk a little too much, I can't control myself sometimes, I will lead the way now." He scratched his hair vigorously, making it more messy, and slammed it back Go, almost tripped over a stone again.

Lu Yi, the angel Metatron, followed Lu Sien to a big house.

Lu Yi folded his wings and stepped on the ground. He looked at the house and thought to himself, I feel it is a bit familiar again.

Hey, why should I say it again?

They entered through a small door, with Lu Sien leading the way.

The handsome but shaggy-haired young man hunched over as if the mansion was overwhelming him, while chattering away when no one spoke to him, easing his anxiety with this: "Walk this way and no one will see Yours. I don't have many people in my family anymore, I mean, the rest of them don't care about me. Uh... I seem to be a bit embarrassing to them."

He took Lu Yi down and walked to a small door in a basement, which was a bit worn out wooden door.

There was a large desk in the basement, a dirty kerosene lamp was lit on the desk, and a magnifying glass was placed on it. Bookshelves were inlaid on the four walls, and books were piled up in a mess.

He got into it, as if he was greatly relieved, like a small animal that had approached its own cave, and then chattered, "This is my favorite place at home. It's quiet. They don't dare to come down, as if I'm doing something." What witchcraft. Fuck it, I'm just working on something far more interesting than them."

He smiled smugly, then became nervous again, and then licked his hair: "Uh...Actually, I want to say that you should be a good person, after all, you listen to me."

Lu Yi interrupted him gently, "You can call me Metatron."

"Okay, okay."

Lu Yi looked around, there were piles of books and even chemical equipment piled up there.

Well, a periodic table of elements, "Mathematical Principles of Natural Philosophy", strange, why do I know this.

"It's some of my usual hobbies, reading books with a magnifying glass or something. I can't go to school because I have a problem with my eyes and they don't accept a cripple. Do you know what school is? It's just...." He spoke faster and faster.

Lu Yi had to interrupt him again: "I know, in fact, for some reason, I can understand most of the words you said."

"I knew it!" exclaimed the young man with blue eyes.

"what?"

"Knowledge, knowledge can be passed on through gaze, or through non-learning, absolute spirit. You see, ordinary people can't do it because they don't have a high enough perception ability, or the subject of spreading knowledge spreads knowledge Desire is too low." He spoke quickly, his unfocused blue eyes sparkling.

Lu Yi didn't know what to answer, but he was very interested in this topic: "Do you think knowledge itself has the desire to pass on?"

Lu Sien held up a book: "Yes... yes, like an ordinary book, in my opinion, its desire is close to zero, but what if it is something else? More powerful, Maybe it will run into your head by itself!"

"How did you know?"

Lu Sien hesitated for a moment, then raised his head: "I don't know if this is blasphemy, but I have heard knowledge from the stars."

Lu Yi felt a little funny: "You tell me this, if I want to judge heresy, you should have been purified by me with flames."

At the same time, Lu Yi was vaguely concerned about this message and the stars, and there was a voice in his heart screaming in disbelief, it's impossible!How could stars appear now? !

When he scanned the room, he saw a newspaper written by Lu Sien, with a string of numbers 1874.3.23 written on it.

Out of some kind of compassion and intuition from the angel, he told Lu Sien: "Remember my advice, don't spy, don't listen, knowledge is danger."

Lu Sien stroked his hair and nodded ignorantly.

In this way, Lu Yi temporarily stayed in this small basement, restraining his holy light. At midnight, he heard deafening music and dancing upstairs, and at the same time, a woman screamed hoarsely.

"Please don't mind." Lu Sien rushed out for a while, and came back after the screaming subsided, sighing a little tiredly, and at the same time looked at the angel expectantly.

"Sorry, that's my mother, she's a bit crazy, she misses my father so much."

The angel just looked at him with pity: "I can see that her soul has fallen into darkness. I can heal all the pain in the world, but I can't save the soul that is willing to fall."

Lu Sien's blue eyes dimmed, and his back bowed down.