Chapter 132: The Camp of Good and Evil (9)

Yechen stepped on roses, with a holy and compassionate expression, and walked in the dirty and narrow alleys of the slums. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

A glowing woman came to the slums? Well, not everyone thinks that Yechen is the so-called holy angel, they are faced with dilapidated shacks and dirty factories every day, many of them have never heard of any religious stories, and naturally they can't think of things like saintess angels, but the milky white halo that Yechen exudes all over is quite conspicuous, and they regard it as a distinct label. This news is spreading at a very fast speed, how much is a novelty, there are still a lot of people who join in the fun, living in ordinary numb and hopeless days, people will always instinctively be interested in some new and exciting things, even if there are people watching the excitement next to the fight, after all, this is the capital that will be bragged about with the workers in the future.

Yechen's arrival was like a stone falling into a pool of stagnant water, causing ripples in this dull and somewhat dead gathering place of the poor, but it was not known whether it would form the great wave she hoped for.

Yechen walked in front, and Catherine followed behind with some embarrassment. Yechen didn't seem to care about herself, and she didn't let herself go back first, and she wouldn't levitate out of thin air like Yechen, stepping on roses, not that she would never be able to do it, but these little tricks that look quite dazzling can't be learned at a glance, at least it takes a period of research and deconstruction to prepare for learning, and the trialists in the seventh space have become pragmatists in the face of the cruel elimination rate, and the overall atmosphere is also practical, and most of them will not be interested in this kind of flashy little technique.

Yechen doesn't agree with this, it's right to pay attention to practicality, but what is "practical" is different for trialists who are good at different fields. Of course, this kind of dazzling little trick is useless for the confrontation between trialists, but it is still quite effective to fool and fool the original inhabitants of the mission world, and if you want to borrow the general trend in the mission world, flickering is inevitable, so for Yechen, a typical supernatural trialist, all means that can affect people's hearts are quite practical.

Yechen wandered around the complicated alleys of the slum for more than an hour before coming to a shack. This extremely dilapidated, looking like it was about to collapse The little shack was old John's home, he had been lying motionless in bed for several days, unfortunately he did not meet any kind neighbors to take care of, let him feel a handful of true love in the world before he died, on the contrary, the reality was quite cruel, just last night his door panel was demolished, and it rained after a while, the rain was not heavy, but it was swept into the house by the wind, and the thatch on the roof had not been repaired for a long time, and the wind blew and swept away a lot, sparsely appeared several gaps, the whole small shack became ventilated on all sides, old John was stormy all night, no different from lying outside. At the beginning, he couldn't stop cursing in his heart, cursing this cruel world, cursing the wind and rain who refused to let himself die in peace, cursing the thief who let the dog eat the door and the cold wind that bullied the poor. scolded and scolded him and stopped scolding, forget it, it's like this anyway, and being exposed to a night of wind and rain can make you suffer a little less, and if it's already like this, you will die early and be reborn.

Old John prayed to the vanity of fate and to heaven for countless things all his life, he hoped that his father would stop drinking, that his mother would stay and not abandon him; I hope that the pretty girl named Alan, who is called the corner grocery store, will look at herself, even though he is thin and dirty, and begs for a living; He hopes that he can find a wife, he doesn't have to pay attention to beautiful temperament and the like, that belongs to those powerful, he only hopes that she can be kind and love himself, if there is such a woman who is willing to spend his life with him, he will do his best to earn it, and create a warm nest for them; He hoped that the wicked butler would not come to the garden to inspect it, for it was not a great fault that he had accidentally broken the shears while pruning the flowers, and it would only take a few days for the flowers to grow again, but he knew that the wicked fellow would not listen to his own explanations, and he would only order his men to take up their wrist-thick sticks and throw them at him; He hopes that there will be more work today, he is sick, although it is just a common cold, but it has made him frightened, the poor cannot afford to be sick, he hopes to do more work and earn more money, of course, this little money is absolutely not enough to buy medicine, but he can buy a piece of black bread without added sawdust, black bread is the medicine of the poor, replenishing the body with energy is all he can do, as for whether his body and bones can resist the invasion of disease, it depends on creation and luck; He hoped that Baben would get through, Baben was a very flexible child, just fifteen years old, and before his body was well developed, he came here with them to sell coolies, although the workers scolded him for being a little slippery, because he often stole things, and liked to be lazy, but old John understood very well that for poor children without parents and fathers, twelve to seventeen years old is the most difficult stage, when their bodies have not yet developed well, and they cannot afford heavy physical labor, but also because they are in the development stage, the amount of food is amazing, A piece of potato no bigger than a fist stuffed into the stomach felt like it was gone, and instead of alleviating the hunger a little, it made it even more hungry; But he also knew that stealing was not good, not that old John was upright and kind, but he knew very well that the owners of those grocery stores would definitely beat Papen to death if they found out that he was stealing, and they didn't mind strangling a thief's life, even if he was just a child, and finally, that day came, and when he saw a few co-workers carrying back the bloody Bapen, he knew that the poor boy had been caught, and now he hoped he could get through it......

Old John has prayed countless times all his life without God's favor, and now, he only hopes that he can die sooner, and not continue to suffer in this world, whether he dies or goes to heaven and hell, it is better than living.

But once again, his prayer was not fulfilled, and his life was saved by a broken bowl in the corner of his shack.

It is said that the broken bowl is actually some in front of it, but it is just missing a piece in the mouth, and it can barely be used. The reason why this not-so-broken bowl caught Yechen's attention was that it was enamelled, a beautiful and intricate work of art from the far East, which only some of the top magnates in Langden City possessed. The bowl with a missing piece of enamel can only be found in the upper part of Langdon City, and it is the most prosperous area, and John Sr. must have worked in the upper core area to pick it up. It was not easy to find such a person, the poor of the slums were not allowed to enter the bustling area, but the Cathedral of the Holy Light was located there.

Yechen needs to find a guy here who can have something to do with the Bright Sect, although it is not the most suitable, but she has been here for more than an hour, and she can't continue, and the group of onlookers who followed behind her already have a tendency to disperse, if the people disperse, won't she toss in vain before?

Yechen slowly came to Old John's shack and stopped, trying not to be so abrupt, to make people feel that she had come here to find him.

Old John, who was lying on the bed, felt a soft white light in front of him, could it be that he was already dead, and now he was going to heaven? That's right, I haven't done anything evil in my life, and I should be able to enter that so-called heaven after death, according to a friend of his, heaven is a very good place, no more pain, no hunger...... No, there is still hunger.

Old John suddenly felt empty in his stomach, and a powerful feeling of hunger welled up in his heart.

Yechen's hands were superimposed, and milky white points of light scattered from her fingertips, dipped into Old John's body, and his dead gray withered body regained its ruddy color at a speed visible to the naked eye. Old John's physical functions had been completely destroyed by the disease, and even the pain was already very dull, so he naturally didn't feel any hunger. Now Yechen has forcibly straightened out his body with the power of holy light, so that he has recovered his health, and his nerves are working again, and of course he will be hungry after not eating for a few days.

Old John sat up, his hands on his stomach, and the burning hunger welled up in his heart, and he could not help crying out, "Hungry, so hungry!" "The voice was still weak, but it didn't feel sick anymore.

Yechen said to Catherine, who had been following her; "Bring me a bowl of water."

Catherine was stunned for a moment before she reacted, and she couldn't find any cup for a while, just saw a broken bowl in the corner, she picked it up, looked around, and there was no water tank kettle, no way, so she had to go outside, find a larger puddle, scoop a bowl of slightly muddy water, and bring it over.

Yechen looked at the bowl of water that was still churning with mud and sand with a little headache, but there could be no gloom on her face, she rubbed her fingers, and some milky white light escaped from her fingers and fell into the bowl. The muddy water, which had just been muddy, became clear and transparent in an instant, and it also emitted a hazy divine light.

Not to mention the group of onlookers, Catherine was dumbfounded, almost rubbing her eyes, not to let the sediment settle, but to make it disappear out of thin air, which already involves changing matter. As far as she knew, this was a low-demon world, and with them, the fourth-order trialists, there was absolutely no way to make matter disappear out of thin air, could it be that Yechen used space magic, no, not to mention that they couldn't get in touch with such a profound content as the law of space at this stage, even if they did, it would definitely emit a lot of magic fluctuations, how could she not feel anything when she was so close, could it be that the captain was already powerful to this extent?

Catherine stared at the bowl of water, her attention was highly concentrated, and she was still a bowl of muddy water, and after a little relaxation, it turned into clear holy water again. At this time, Catherine had already understood that Yechen had only constructed an illusion, the water had not changed, and the sediment inside had not changed, but their vision had been disturbed.

Yechen said, "Drink this bowl of holy water." ā€

A woman suddenly appeared in his room, and inexplicably let herself drink a bowl of water, which felt abnormal when she thought about it, but Old John did not have any suspicions, he gave this woman complete trust, and took a big sip of the bowl.

He swallowed several mouthfuls of water, the water was unusually sweet, and Old John felt a full stomach, as if he had eaten a big meal, this is really a magical power.

Catherine felt uncomfortable panic for him, and she didn't know if her throat could stand it after drinking such a bowl of muddy water, as for the sweet taste and the feeling of being full, of course, it was controlled and influenced by Yechen, in front of such a powerful supernatural trialist, Catherine herself accidentally returned the way, Old John, an ordinary person, was really powerless, and was easily controlled by Yechen and fell into a fantasy.

Old John drank three sips in a row, and when he saw that there was still a bowl bottom left, he was stopped by Yechen just as he wanted to continue drinking: "Forget it, since you have drunk three sips, you only have the fate of drinking three sips, and let the rest of the holy water follow its fate." As he spoke, he took the bowl and poured the remaining holy water on the ground. Of course, he can't continue to drink, what is left is actually a bowl of mud and sand, old John has just recovered his body, and at this time he needs to eat more nutritious things to replenish enough energy for his body, but the problem is that Yechen didn't carry a basket of bread when he came, so he had to use water to fool around, and drink some water with sand to forget it, if you really want to drink these mud, maybe something will happen, so forget it.

Of course, the effect has to be done, after Yechen splashes the "water" on the ground, the water dissipates in the entire area, and the land is leveled.

Suddenly, a little girl of sixteen or seventeen years old came out of the crowd of onlookers, she was dressed in a coarse linen dress with many patches on it, but it was neat and clean. The girl walked up to Yechen, did not show the slightest timidity, bent down and saluted, and asked, "Lord Pastor, why did you pour the life-saving holy water on the ground, can't you use it to heal more poor people?" ā€

Yechen lowered his eyebrows slightly and said compassionately; "The light cannot be given to others for no reason, and the receipt of what is not given can only promote the laziness of people's hearts for nothing."

"Then why did Old John enjoy the gift of Light?" The little girl asked, pointing at old John.

"Twenty years ago, John Sr. once rescued an injured priest, the Holy See of Light is the representative of the Holy Light in the world, and the clergy are the people who serve the Holy Light, he rescued a priest, that is, a devout belief in the Holy Light, this is because, twenty years later, when he was dying due to illness, the Holy Light guided me to treat this believer of the Holy Light, this is the fruit." Ye Chen said, "There is a cause and effect, and he has received the gift of the Holy Light. ā€

"But......" Just as the little girl was about to ask something more, there was a sudden commotion outside. (To be continued.) )