Wizard he really doesn't want to roll [Rebirth]

Lu Jinchao had never seen anyone who was so similar to himself in demeanor, not to mention the clues were revealed everywhere in the facial features and outline, and the shock in the priest's black pupils made his breathing stagnate.

As if sensing some kind of danger, mental power quickly surged out and surrounded Lu Jinchao, firmly protecting Lu Jinchao. He clearly felt how majestic the spiritual power emanating from the opposite priest.

Two very powerful guides, one standing in the snow and the other standing on the stairs, faced each other from a distance, but compared to the two of them standing still, their mental strength was much restless, and they even showed signs of losing control.

Lu Jinchao has never encountered such a situation. Mental power is a part of him, just like his hands and feet. How could he suddenly lose his control?

Just as Lu Jinchao was about to concentrate and continue to strengthen his control, the mental power surging around him suddenly rushed out, colliding violently with the opponent's mental power that was also gushing out!

The invisible energy wave exploded, and the shock wave spread, instantly stirring up a sheet of pure white snow to block between the two.

It's just that after the fierce collision, instead of a life-and-death dispute, Lu Jinchao felt quite familiar fluctuations.

The spiritual power of the two of them... seems to be slowly merging!

This kind of fusion is completely different from the fusion between him and Lin Xiaoming, but a cohesion as if returning to the source. Everyone's mental power has different fluctuations, and the fluctuations between the two of them are too close, so that the spiritual power will The other party also defaulted to himself.

This kind of identity cohesion generally only occurs between families, and the closer the kinship, the more obvious it is.

Lu Jinchao couldn't help taking two steps back, and quickly withdrew all his mental power. Noticing the violent fluctuations in the guide's mood, Lin Xiaoming grabbed his wrist and gave him some support.

The snow fell gradually, and the vision was clear again. They saw nothing but shock in each other's eyes.

A silence.

In the sky, the white falcon and the golden eagle were still fighting fiercely. The torn feathers turned into spiritual power and dissipated in the air. The silence below did not affect the two raptors at all. The courage to die.

"fast!"

The priest yelled loudly, and the golden eagle heard the call, and uttered a cry of reluctance, but still obeyed the master's order and was about to go back.

The golden eagle flinched, and the excited Yunjin seized the opportunity. It grabbed the golden eagle's back and tore off a large piece of flesh from it!

The golden eagle wailed in pain, but did not fight back. It quickly returned to the priest's side, expressing its intention to cease fighting.

Yunjin, who was finally victorious, retracted his wings and landed on Lu Jinchao's shoulder, staring at the priest in front of him with his sharp brown eyes.

Seeing everything in front of her, Jin Zhiyuan breathed a sigh of relief. This is not the church closest to Rice Town, but since she saw the first face of Lu Jinchao, she felt an indescribable familiarity. She thought for a while, Only then did he suddenly realize that this foreign guide was very similar to Father Tang Jinglin, who was once a bishop.

So she took a long way and brought the two of them to the church run by the priest.

"Come in." The priest gave Lu Jin a deep look, then turned and walked into the church.

"Let's go." Jin Zhiyuan urged softly, Lu Jinchao settled down, and walked up the steps with Lin Xiaoming.

The church is quite majestic, and it is the most exquisite building on this road. There are not many people there at this time. There are colorful pictures painted on the tall dome, but the content is different from what Lu Jinchao imagined. There are no angels and holy sons. , the layout of the picture is quite abstract, and it is not even possible to recognize the figure.

The rose windows on both sides reflect the sunlight into beautiful colors, and the rows of seats are arranged neatly. Obviously, many people will come here on the agreed day.

The priest led them through the prayer hall to the corridor on the left.

He pushed open one of the doors and reached the central courtyard.

Jin Zhiyuan stepped forward and whispered something to the priest. Lin Xiaoming could hear the content clearly through the hearing of the sentinel. Jin Zhiyuan wanted to go back to see the child, so he wanted to take a step first.

As a guide, she is very sensitive to emotions, and she also judged that the current situation is not suitable for her to stay here.

The priest nodded, and Jin Zhiyuan said to Lu Jinchao and Lin Xiaoming: "Then I'll go first, and the priest will help you solve the problem."

Watching her figure out of sight, Lu Jinchao observed the courtyard, but still did not speak.

Standing on his shoulder, Yunjin never took his eyes off the priest. Did it also feel some kind of strange attraction?

Lin Xiaoming quietly held Lu Jinchao's hand tightly under the table. The situation was really unexpected. They thought that they might meet Lu Jinchao's relatives in the process of searching for the Holy Family, but they didn't expect... so quickly.

The priest sat down opposite the two, and put the book in his hands aside. No one spoke for a while, but the spiritual power diffused around was testing each other every minute.

Everyone sitting here seemed to be a little confused, and after more than ten seconds, the priest spoke first: "I am the priest Tang Jinglin here, Ms. Jin said that you got lost here accidentally, and you want to find a way to leave. "

Lu Jinchao was very upset, Lin Xiaoming answered for him: "Yes."

Tang Jinglin: "May I take the liberty to ask the names of the two of you?"

"My name is Lin Xiaoming, and this is Lu Jinchao."

Tang Jinglin nodded, he paused for a few seconds, and lowered his voice: "Mr. Lu, is it convenient to tell me about the situation of the elders in your family?"

Lu Jin looked up, and saw a certain kind of strong anxiety and expectation in the priest's eyes.

He took a deep breath, restrained the trembling in his voice, and said as calmly as possible: "I was adopted, and my adoptive parents passed away eight years ago."

Tang Jinglin's voice became tense: "What about your biological parents?"

"I have never seen them. I was abandoned on a planet in the fifth star field. The adoptive parents who came to visit found me frozen in the trash can."

The four eyes met, clearly seeing the complex emotions in each other's eyes, as well as the eye sockets that gradually became wet and red.

Everything is without words.

Lu Jinchao closed his eyes forcefully, and then spoke with a choked voice: "I don't understand, why."

——Why did you abandon him back then when he was living a good life?

He was not at all excited to finally find his family, and his heart was filled with confusion and incomprehension.

"Come with me." Tang Jinglin stood up and led the two to the other side. When he turned around, he quickly raised his hand, as if secretly wiping away the moisture from the corners of his eyes.

Lin Xiaoming clenched Lu Jinchao's hand tightly, and the guide's emotional fluctuations were transmitted to his heart through the connection. All emotions were twisted into a ball, and Lin Xiaoming didn't even find out where the joy was.

The scene where father and son recognize each other is not at all as tender as in film and television dramas. There is no father who hugs the son he has not seen for many years, and no son weeps when he finally finds his relatives.

Everything is so restrained, but this kind of restraint is more like a kind of cautiousness. After all, apart from the blood relationship, they are just strangers meeting for the first time.

Tang Jinglin led them through the long corridor to the second half of the church, which should be the place where the clergy live and live. It is still quiet at this time, and the light in Lu Jinchao's spiritual realm Dots indicate that there are at least a dozen guides here.

Tang Jinglin came to the door of the innermost room, raised his hand and knocked twice, then pushed the door open and entered.

The scene in the room comes into view, the space is much larger than expected, the semi-open terrace is connected to the garden, the electric stove is burning quietly, and every detail in the decoration reveals the warmth of home.

There is a deck chair on the terrace, and a woman is lazily leaning on it. She has long curly light chestnut hair. When she heard the knock on the door, she turned her head slowly.

It was only then that Lu Jin found out that she was also not young, and the years had left fine wrinkles on the corners of her eyes and around her neck, but even so, she could glance at the corridor of time and discern how beautiful she was when she was young .

She has a pair of quite bright amber eyes, and the look in her eyes is as pure as a girl's.

"Did you bring any guests?" She asked the priest, leaning on the armrests with her hands to get up, but she couldn't use the strength. As soon as she got up a little, she fell back down again.

She smiled at Lu Jinchao apologetically, and said, "I'm sorry, the pregnancy reaction was a little too big, and I haven't been in a good health recently, please forgive me."

Lu Jinchao's mind was completely confused, his whole body was blinded, the woman's abdomen was quite flat, and this age was no longer suitable for childbearing, but he could tell that the other party was not joking.

Tang Jinglin looked as usual. He came to the woman, grabbed her too thin hand, held it in the palm, and whispered: "It's okay Molly, how are you feeling today?"

"The baby seems to be kicking me." Molly seemed to have completely forgotten that there was anyone around, and said to herself, "When will I see it? It feels like I've been waiting for a long, long time."

Lu Jinchao stood where he was, unable to utter a word. The happy and expectant expression on Molly's face was like some kind of curse, which gave birth to vines that pinched his heart tightly, and the sharp thorns pricked blood dripping .

The light spots in the spiritual realm indicate that she is also a guide, but the fluctuations around her are so chaotic, and all signs point to the only answer——

Her mental condition is problematic.

Tang Jinglin re-covered the blanket on her legs: "I'll take the guests to other places first, and I'll be back later."

Molly responded docilely, and looked again at the scenery in the courtyard outside the window, but after a few seconds, she couldn't help turning her head and looked at Lu Jin for a few more times seriously.

But that's all.