Private pet of the reborn Duke

"Oh?" Ming Ye stretched out his hand to pull Ming Ling by his side, sat on the chair next to the counter together and laughed, "It turns out that Ming Ling is so smart, so I'm relieved. At least, with his intelligence, he won't be fooled by others." Leading by the nose. What do you think, Mr. Xuanwu?"

Xuanwu nodded, took out the pipe and lit it, breathed out smoke rings, and said through the smoke: "Master Duke, I haven't seen a single shadow these days, it seems that I am very busy. Master Mingling doesn't need it." Don't worry, I just hope you don't get tired and hurt your body."

Ming? Ye keenly saw that there was a hint of warning in Xuanwu's eyes staring at him, and he didn't mind. He knew that Xuanwu was doing it for his own good, but he still smiled and shook his head: "Some things have been decided, but how come This must be done. Otherwise... the lord will be in trouble day and night."

Xuanwu sighed slightly when he heard the words, but heard Mingling asking from the side: "Hasn't the source of the disease been suppressed? What else is there to be busy with, Lord Duke?"

Ming Ye was stunned for a moment, looking at the young man in front of him, his face was blushing, but he clearly wrote down his worries.

Ming? Yeben held Mingling's arm tightly, and slowly said: "Don't worry about family matters, you only need to worry about those guys who betrayed me."

After finishing speaking, he immediately let go of Mingling and stood up, looking at Xuanwu: "Sir, you should have something to talk to me about." Then he lowered his head and kissed Mingling's upturned face: "You can try mixing a few more glasses of wine. Well, wait until I come back to see you off."

Mingling nodded obediently, and watched the two go out.

Ming? Ye and Xuanwu walked out of the store together, and walked along the street to the woods next to the town.

Ming Ling was about to continue experimenting with some strange wine mixing ideas in his mind, but he was stopped by a voice he hadn't heard for a long time: "Master Earl, my dear child, I never expected to meet you here , may the light of the God of Light always shine on you."

"...My lord bishop, long time no see, why are you here?" Mingling saluted, feeling puzzled in his heart: it was so late, and his lord bishop was not reciting evening lessons in the church, but he walked straight into the shop door, even No footsteps?

As he thought about it, he raised his vigilance.But there was still a respectful look on his face.

The face of the bishop was the surprise of an unexpected encounter. He walked up to Mingling in a few steps, took off the cross from his neck and put it on Mingling, and said regretfully: "Since you left, I have never met a child who is more qualified to inherit as the son of God than you. This cross was passed to me by the previous bishop when I took over. Now I want to leave here and go to the pure land closest to the God of Light to inherit and become It’s a new cardinal. Mingling, you don’t have to go to church every day, I’ve already arranged other apprentices to manage it, you just need to keep in mind that you are a candidate for the Son of God, and that’s it.”

The bishop said a lot in one breath, and while Mingling was in a daze, he quickly put the chain with the cross on Mingling's neck, and a cold glint of a successful plot flashed in his eyes.

"But..." Mingling saw the change in the bishop's expression with sharp eyes, he hesitated, but because he had been cared and taught by the bishop, he couldn't open his mouth.

The bishop strikes while the iron is hot: "Dear child, this cross has been baptized with holy water. It is usually placed in the center of the altar and is the treasure of the Imperial City Church. You must take care of it carefully. It can protect you from evil spirits. At the critical moment, the Holy Power of the God of Light can also be emitted from the pentagram to help you repel the demons. You just need to insert the cross into the opponent's heart, and that's it."

Mingling was stunned, he held the cross with both hands.It seemed to be made of silver, with a pentagram pattern engraved on it. It was different from all the crosses I had seen, and it didn't have any special brilliance. It didn't look extraordinary.

Mingling blinked his eyes a few times, he seemed to see a little bright spot on the top of the pentagram on the cross, but it disappeared in an instant.

Seeing this, the bishop was also somewhat puzzled.The cross has always been shining with a pentagram, only in the past week or so, it has become like this.Originally, the bishop was also reluctant to part with this real holy object, but on the day Mingling left, God sent a voice transmission with his spiritual consciousness, telling him to give the cross to Mingling when necessary, and taught him how to guide Mingling to use it.And before that, even the bishop himself didn't know that this sacred object was really useful, and it was not placed in the church as a decoration.

After thinking about it for a while, the bishop still had the smile that made people feel refreshed: "Mingling, I'm leaving. When you have time to go to the imperial city again, just go and find me on the holy mountain in the suburbs." He said that. With a salute, he turned and left with a smile.

Mingling thought for a while, and felt that although it was strange, it was nothing, so he stuffed the cross into the small breast pocket of his jacket as usual, and turned to mix his wine.

Soon after, Ming? Ye and Xuanwu came back.Ming Ling naturally followed Ming Ye to say goodbye to Xuan Wu and left the shop.

Ming? Ye did not call for a carriage, but quietly walked side by side with him on the quiet path at night.

The two of them were silent, thinking about their own thoughts, and walked not far from Mingling's villa. Ming Ye said hesitantly: "You go back and rest first. I will visit you in the Xuanwu shop tomorrow." Said Then, he hugged Mingling habitually, and kissed the corner of his lips, but he didn't continue to deepen the kiss as usual.It was also because of this that he never discovered that Mingling had an extra weapon that could kill him.

Ming Ling looked at him a little disappointed: "So soon, are you going back?"

Ming Ye turned his head away, "Well. After a while...it will be fine." He tried his best to calm himself down, not thinking about Mingling, not looking at him, as if this way he could no longer be moved by it, no longer Nostalgia for the fleeting good times.

Ming Ling naturally thought that Ming Ye was too busy with things and couldn't bear to bear himself, so he hugged Ming Ye with his backhand, and tried hard to make Ming Ye look at himself, looking seriously into his eyes: "Xuan Ming, if I I can help, please let me go."

Ming Ye agreed with a trembling heart, still putting on a gentle smile: "Well, after you finish learning this, you are really bored, so come and help me."

Mingling smiled happily, but still remembered that it was getting late: "Although the bishop's words may not be all right, but keeping his word is a must. Xuanming, don't forget to promise me, go back to rest early, I won't Let you worry about disappointment."

Ming? Ye stood where he was, and endured for a long time before controlling his legs and not chasing after him.Looking at the boy from a distance, turning his head three times, he finally walked back to the villa, but he still stood still until he let out a long breath: "I hope, I did the right thing. Daoist, when will you Can you wake up?"