[Comprehensive British and American] Fu Paradise

Casillas walked with the supreme venerable in the deep courtyard, and his leather shoes stepped on the frost-like stone road, making a clear sound.In the courtyard, the branches and leaves of double-pleated fritillaria and sprinkled gold begonias are flourishing, exquisite and graceful, and the wind is like a fairy.The vague sandalwood aroma teased his sense of smell, and he turned his gaze back to the back of the Supreme Venerable in front of him, seeing her robes were stained by the moonlight, and her shoulders were as bright as a pile of snow.

Passing through the verandah of the Jinting Pavilion is a majestic Dharma hall, with oriental-style cornices embedded in the shadow of the moon, like flying in the wind.

From time to time, a black-robed disciple with a book in his hand passed by. Under his humble attitude towards the master, he concealed his inquiring look about the strange visitor behind her.

The supreme venerable greeted them one by one, always talking in a friendly manner, and did not deliberately play with the majesty of the teacher, just like the misty rain in April, the clothes are obviously plain cold, but it makes people feel warm.

When the wind blows in the evening, the steps will inevitably be covered with fallen leaves, but the supreme venerable doesn't care much, the cloth shoes rustle when stepping on them, and as he climbs up the steps, he doesn't forget to lift the corner of his robe a little, so that he can walk more lightly and quickly.

The lobby for receiving guests is deep and spacious, the dark square bricks are quiet and elegant, and the exquisite nanmu table and pear table are not stained with dust.There are several small windows on the wall, which are half-opened and half-closed at this time, bringing in the coolness of the night, and the unknown fragrance from the incense burner is particularly refreshing.

"Respect Master." The man who came forward had the most handsome facial features of the oriental people, with handsome eyebrows, long hair hanging down his shoulders, elegant and steady, not much gossip.

She nodded slightly: "Master Ganai, this is Master Casillas," she said to the man, then turned to introduce Casillas.

"Oh, it's this kid." Kanai stepped forward and held out his hand to Casillas, "Welcome."

Casillas hurriedly shook hands with Kanai: "Thank you."

The Supreme Venerable walked to the small table, took a small cup and a bottle, held the pot, poured tea, and handed it to Casillas.

The fragrance is clear and fragrant, straight to the nose, and the warm touch arches the palm of the hand through the chrysanthemum pattern porcelain wall. "You are too polite." A flattered look appeared on Casillas' young face.

"Don't be cramped, young man, Master treats every newcomer warmly." Kanai also picked up a cup of tea, took a sip, and said with a smile.

After midnight, the Supreme Being and Kanai sat together in the hall.There was a sudden sound of wind outside the window, as if a mountain rain was about to come.

The lights are dim and harmonious, and there are two big glasses of Budejovicky Budvar on the table, and the bubbles are jumping non-stop in it, tirelessly.

Kanai squeezed some lemon juice as usual, and then raised it over the Supreme Venerable's cup, signaling if she would like some.The Supreme Venerable hastily covered the mouth of the cup with both hands, and said with a smile, "You are the only one who craves this sour and bitter taste like an addiction."

Kanai smiled, put the half-dried lemon on the table, took a sip from the thick layer of froth in the glass, her beautiful brows furrowed tightly, her Adam's apple rolled, the wine slipped down, and her mouth watered. A long sigh, like pain, but also like pleasure.After two or three seconds, he returned to reality from the deep meta.

He opened his eyes, and the opposite of her was lowering her head, lost in thought. When she heard the sound of his wine glass being closed, she raised her head, with a cloud of smoke in her eyes, looking at the beer he had already poured down. , raised his eyes: "Kanai, sometimes, you are as persistent as an ascetic."

he laughed.He knew that she was referring to his desire for sour and bitter taste, but she didn't actually refer to it.In fact, in many ways, he is out of tune with the world.He raised his hand, and lightly touched her glass with the wine glass: "Why don't you?"

It's just that my attachment is in the flesh, while your attachment is locked in the heart, that's all.

The Supreme Venerable silently swallowed a few mouthfuls of the cold liquid, and remained silent for a long time.

Kanai picked up the wine bottle from under her feet and refilled the two of them separately: "Is there anything special about that child?"

"Cassilias? He is very talented, probably because of his uniqueness. Do you know that he has the blood of an exorcist. Now his ability is not strong, but also because he lost his father when he was young and lacks education."

Kanai nodded slowly: "I noticed the sword behind him. He was the first person to be invited to Kama Taj. I think there must be something special about him."

"Uhhuh." The Supreme One took a sip of wine and nodded, "He is more mature than most children in this world this year—he knows what he wants, and he dares to practice his ignorant and reckless ways. Try. At the same time, he is not afraid of death. You know, this is very important. People who are not afraid of death in order to complete their careers have more or less a spirit of dedication. Selfless and fearless dedication is to become a A prerequisite for a qualified mage."

"Is it like you were back then?" Kanai stared at her, pointing to the back of her head.

Knowing that he was talking about the shocking scar on the back of her head that stretched all the way to her forehead, she raised her eyebrows, noncommittal.

"...Ah, it's nice to be young. Look at that kid, he's so cute and cute. It's been 20 years since I was here." Kanai leaned back on the back of the chair, sighed, and suddenly remembered something , Turning to look at the Supreme Venerable, "Master, what are you doing during your time?"

The supreme venerable's hand holding the wine glass paused suddenly, and then returned to normal in an instant.She smiled, turned her eyes to the window, and tried her best to restrain her messy breathing: "...It was too long ago, I can't remember it."

In the majestic hall of Pandimenan, Prince Isaac knelt on the ground with one knee resting on the tip of the pentagram.The colorful gemstones on the top of the temple are like starlight, illuminating his dark green curly long hair, as fresh as seaweed bath cream, swaying in the water.

Beside him, stood Lucifer's eldest son—Prince Mammon, with high cheekbones, sharpened jaw, and paired with a pair of hawk-like fiery red eyes, always giving people a sense of aggressiveness.

"Isaac, you actually betrayed me and broke the contract between hell and heaven."

Lucifer stood in the crystal corridor on the second floor and looked down at Isaac. The green inverted cross sculpture reflected his pale face coldly and sharply.His voice aroused ethereal echoes in the hall. Although the tone of his voice did not carry any reprimands, he pronounced his words very heavily. It was as if he was in the mouth of a tiger, and his chest and abdomen would be pierced by fangs in the next second, so tight.

Isaac gritted his molars tightly, arched his body, and his attitude became more humble: "Father, I have been wronged extremely. I have been living peacefully in the past few days, and I have never been anywhere. How could there be a chance to do that?"

"Yeah, you didn't do it yourself." Mammon's blood-red eyes scratched Isaac's face fiercely, "but what about our good brother Pu Nuo? He never idles for a day! I heard recently that, His courage is getting bigger and bigger, and he dared to challenge the people in the heaven..." Mammon raised his eyes quietly, and glanced at Lucifer, who is high above him, "He hurt the red man in front of God, Gabriel !...I see, it won't be long before our underground kingdom will be ransacked by the Heavenly Court!"

Lucifer's fingers holding the cane tightened suddenly.He wasn't worried about Heaven's punishment, but the moment he heard that name, he was inexplicably sad.

"Brother, since you know that Bu Nuo did everything, what do you have to do with me? Father..." Isaac raised his eyes and stared at Lucifer pitifully, but was interrupted by Mammon.

"Isaac, you don't have to pretend to be confused," Mammon smiled contemptuously. "Whoever goes up and down in Pandimenan doesn't know that you and Pu Nuo have always had the same nostrils? That's right, you are all blood, it is inevitable Be sympathetic to each other, and Pu Nuo is a mixed race, with the blood of the most humble witches flowing in his body. As an older brother, you are worried that your younger brother will be bullied, so how can you not take care of him? But don't forget, Prince Forming a party for personal gain is a big taboo!"

"Forming a party for personal gain?" Isaac was a little confused, "I and Pu Nuo are forming a party for personal gain, why don't you talk about it!"

Seeing the two princes attacking each other in the main hall, Lucifer suddenly became irritable, swung his cane violently, and a fire lotus plant exploded in the open space between the two, scaring them to back away hurriedly.

"Mamen, you'd better restrain yourself! Those hell scavengers, you can produce 100% evidence to prove that you didn't do it? You all want to expand your power, sit on the next throne, and use the world as your The springboard provoked the second counterattack against the Heavenly Court, and it has been almost a century, do you think I don’t know?”

Lucifer cast a cold glance at Mammon and Isaac, and walked down the steps step by step, "As for you, Isaac, if you really want to protect Bu Nuo, my father will advise you to discipline you, a young man. Little brother who is not sensible, otherwise, next time, he might make a bigger mess. At that time, it will not be as simple as staying on the ninth floor for seven days."

"Yes, yes, Father, I understand." Isaac repeatedly agreed, with the tip of his nose almost touching his knees.

Mammon still wanted to defend, but Lucifer waved her back: "I'm tired."

Mammon had no choice but to obediently shut up, bid farewell with Isaac, and left the hall.

The gates of the temple closed together, Lucifer closed his eyes deeply, and let out a long sigh covering his still aching chest.

How can I not be lonely, in this dark hell forever?He thought that adopting a few adopted sons would bring him some happiness, but he forgot, in this hell, where can there be true feelings?Everyone is greedy and profit-seeking, and as time goes by, these righteous sons all start to make their own ghost plans, wanting to expand their power and bring disaster to the world.

He knew all about the little tricks they were doing behind the scenes, but he didn't stop it because he was also hesitating.If the world is completely reduced to a part of hell, and their capture of heaven is just around the corner, then the barrier between him and Gabriel will collapse one day.

However, at the same time he had to worry, if he really did this, would Gabriel hate him?Maybe the day he becomes famous, he will lose her completely, which is something he can't bear no matter what.

When Nelson came to the church to find Gabriel, the sky was already dark.

Gabriel jumped down from the clock tower without stirring up a speck of dust on the ground.

The two looked at each other in surprise.

In Gabriel's eyes, Nelson was ashamed, smelled of sulfur and sour, and smoke billowed from the muzzle of his gun.

As for Gabriel in Nelson's eyes, although he was sober, he reeked of alcohol, holding an unfinished can of beer in his hand.

"You are..."

The two said at the same time.

"Go in and talk." Gabriel obviously understood everything, pointed to the door of the church, and stepped up the steps first.

Nelson followed behind, coughing dryly as he walked: "After this battle, I'm dying of thirst! You know, sulfur is not only lethal to the devil, but also to us—smoke our throats!"

"Yeah." Gabriel turned around and handed him the beer in his hand, "I just opened it and haven't drunk it yet, so it's cheap for you."

"Oh, really? That's perfect!" Nelson took it unceremoniously, swallowed half of the can in one gulp, and hiccupped loudly, "Woo-Hoo! It's so good!"

Gabriel pursed his lips into a smile, but his thoughts naturally drifted away - he didn't know what happened to that person.

Outside the gate of the church, a slender black figure descended slowly, his eyes passed through the street, and fell on the backs of the two familiar and intimate figures in the church, their shadows reflected on the shiny floor, looked so pure holy.He tried his best to restrain the urge to run to the opposite side, raised his eyes to see the cross in the center of the wall, stood alone in the wind and dew at dawn, covered his chest and coughed.

The author has something to say: I still like Eve more among the three characters, and I decided to add a play to Eve tomorrow. It is expected that Adam, who is handsome and looks like Dowson, will appear on the stage.

The love history (?) of Master Gu Yi will be explained tomorrow.

Thank you to every little angel who came to read the article.