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"What do I know? It depends on what you encountered." Reed said, his face looked a little severe at this moment, "Calvin, you have to tell me first, those things you encountered?"

"You look more like a liar now."

Calvin blinked and muttered softly.

After deciding to trust Reed, his mood relaxed a lot strangely.

He slowly walked back to the sofa, sat down on his ass, and then picked up the Coke on the coffee table and drank it in one gulp.The ice had completely melted, and the flat Coke tasted like some kind of sour-sweet cough syrup.

Calvin took out the yellowed receipt in his wallet and handed it to Reed.

He told him all about the restaurant, the burgers filled with cheese and gravy, the golden muffins glistening in maple syrup, and, oh yes, the iced Coke.

He told him about the back that resembled Dr. Holden, and the time travel of one second, and the yellowed receipt in his wallet.

"...By the way, you guessed it right, I did get into trouble with the Adventists, a big problem."

Calvin added at the end.

For a second, he almost told the other party about the night he spent in the red beard's house, his fists were unconsciously clenched, and his nails were deeply pinched in the palm of his hand.

Thankfully, his sanity was still functioning at this moment, he bit the tip of his tongue at the last moment, and vaguely carried the night past.However, he still had some doubts about the loopholes in his words. Reed, who was sitting on the other side of the sofa, had deep eyes and seemed to have noticed some clues.There was something in the eyes of this eerie and defenseless mystic that made Calvin's nerves tense, but when he took a closer look, there was only pure concern and pure concern in those beautiful green eyes. pity.

"You were very tired at the time, and your mental state was quite bad." Reed spoke slowly, his voice sounded deeper than Virgil's, and it was the kind of voice suitable for hypnotizing a hysterical lady—Calvin didn't know Why would he think of this, he stared at Reed, curled his lips.

"I don't think you need to repeat that," he said.

"There are two explanations, and you can choose one of them." Reed didn't care about Calvin's barbed words. His solemn and pale face at this moment perfectly fits the stereotype of the world's mystics who pretend to be gods and ghosts. "First explanation, you were probably asleep at the time... Hey, don't make that look, I mean it. You probably did go into a restaurant where you had a nice lunch , the sugar in the cola and muffins enters your blood, causing your blood sugar to rise sharply in a short period of time, and this will make your body quickly enter a sleepy state. Considering that you have not slept for a long time, This sleepiness is undoubtedly irresistible!"

"However, your will is stubbornly resisting this kind of sleepiness, because you know that sleeping in such a defenseless environment will only put yourself in danger. You were already frightened at that time, weren't you? Against this, your surface consciousness fell asleep without you knowing it, but your deep consciousness, I prefer to say 'instinct', kept you on the run - actually you were awake, You’re just so tired that you forget about that period. Don’t think that’s weird, ask any college student who’s trying to catch up on an entire course of homework, it’s very common.”

Calvin frowned, he stared at Reed, the temperature in his eyes dropped again.

"That explanation doesn't sound like something a mystic would come up with."

Reed shrugged: "Behind many supernatural events that are so terrifying that you can't sleep, there is an answer that makes you laugh. After all, this is an era of science."

Calvin almost rolled his eyes at him.

"Okay, then you can tell me what the second explanation is."

He asked without expecting it - deep down, he didn't like Reed's explanation, because it made his flustered seem all the more ridiculous.Reed, by the way, came to him more and more like a bad talker, a bad liar.

How strange, why would he trust this man?Calvin heard the voice in his heart questioning himself helplessly.

Calvin couldn't give his rational self an answer.

Probably because Reed does have an inexplicable aura pulling his nerves... Calvin's intuition told him that Reed's true face has never been revealed, and there is a very concealed aura in this man. deep breath.Calvin always felt that he was dangerous, but on the other hand, he could also sense Reed's deep protective heart towards him.

Just like a fanatic treats his god—blind, scorching, irrational longing and love.Of course, these more detailed emotions are not fully understood by Calvin today.

At this moment, nestled in Virgil's comfortable and spacious sofa, he is only confused and uneasy because of his conflicting feelings for Reed.

"...a projection of heaven."

Reed grumbled, his voice softer than before.Calvin couldn't help leaning his body towards him so that he could hear what he said clearly.

"what?"

"The projection of consciousness from heaven. Or, the guardianship from the dead... This is a very complicated event." Reed leaned over, and his words became smoother, "Since 90.00, [-] priests in Angel City have reported to their superiors. Strange things have been reported to them. They were usually in a very difficult situation at the time: Father Clementine Rawlcliffe had a severe case of African fever, which in his day was a fatal [-]% of terminal illnesses... It was his long-dead wife who helped him. According to records, the woman came slowly from outside the door, sat on his bedside and fed him a dose of "shining gold color Potion", when Father Lymentine Rolllcliffe woke up, his fever improved greatly, and then a friend brought him some kind of special medicine, and he was cured.

"Lawrence Umpleby, a farmer whose records were recorded by a priest, whose farm was infested by coyotes, whose two daughters were carried off and brutally killed, and who was about to go bankrupt, was on his way to When he was in Heishiyan... forgot to mention that Heishiyan was a holy place for suicide at that time... He accidentally broke into a beautiful garden, where he received hospitality from the superior people, and the comfort of those people healed his Xin, when he came to his senses, he found that he had returned home, everything was like a dream, but there was a rose pinned to his clothes, oh, it was winter. The next year, his farm It was a bountiful harvest and his wife gave birth to a healthy baby boy. He claims he saw his mother and father in that garden, and he was sheltered by them."

"Then Charity Dampier, also recorded by the priest, was treated rather poorly as governess to a well-to-do family, and ten months later she hid in the stables of the farm After the birth of a baby boy of an unknown father, she was born into a rather strict Puritan family, and after this incident, her parents decided to lynch her instead of God, simply with a cow hanged her on the family estate with a rope, you know no one would ask about that kind of thing in those days. Luckily, her two older sisters covered her escape. They almost got caught, but At this moment, a handsome officer appeared, and he led them away from the pursuit of their parents, and he looked exactly like Charity's fiancé who died in the battle two years ago."

"These all sound like urban ghost stories..."

"Well, that's right, it's a matter of course." Reid smiled, "But I also dealt with a similar thing, it was very boring, but, on that person, some of the things mentioned in the previous records of those people The details have been verified: that is, after they leave that strange place or around that strange person, there will be some very fine gold powder-like things left on their clothes."

Calvin followed Reed's gaze to his sleeve.

A ray of sunlight happened to fall on Calvin's body. On his clothes and exposed skin, there was really a thin layer of golden powder that could not be seen without careful observation.

"This is--"

Calvin stared at his sleeve warily, desperately searching for other reasons that could explain this scene.

Reed's throaty chuckle fell like a feather in his ears.

"There is also evidence that these powders give off a faint smell similar to myrrh and frankincense..."

Before Calvin could react, Reed had already held Calvin's hand.

His hot fingertips landed on Calvin's cold wrist, like an ancient knight kissing a noble lady, he raised Calvin's hand, and then slightly lowered his head, as if there was something on the back of the latter's hand. Ruowu took a sniff.

And when Calvin almost jumped up and punched him again, he preemptively put on a nonchalant look and pushed Calvin's hand over.

"Although the smell is very weak now, I think you should be able to smell it."

he said calmly.

Calvin's body froze, and he gave Reed a suspicious look. While feeling that the guy's suspiciousness had risen again, he couldn't help sniffing the back of his hand as Reed said.

Then, he was stunned.

It was a very faint and ethereal smell, like the ashes of the aroma, faintly remaining on his warm skin.

Like Reed said, it was myrrh and frankincense.

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Matthew 2:10-11 "When they saw the star, they rejoiced greatly. When they entered the house, they saw the little child and Mary his mother. They fell down and worshiped the little child. They opened the treasure box and took the gold. Frankincense, myrrh Give it to him as a gift."

In the second picture of Matthew, the three sages came from the east to visit the king of the earth, and under the guidance of the stars, they came to the newly born Jesus and offered him three precious gifts.

And these three things actually have their own meaning.

Among them, gold is a gift to the king, representing the glory and honor of God.

Frankincense was a gift to priests; it represented the fragrance of resurrection and the anointing of Jesus as High Priest.

In ancient times, myrrh was often used as an embalming agent for corpses, a gift for the dying, and a symbol of the suffering of death.