Chapter 34: Memory
After saying this, Edwin IV himself felt unseemly, and he coughed a few times to hide his unnaturalness: "I mean, Lord, he had a long slumber a long time ago, and he has not yet woken up. He gave all authority to his trusty servant, Michael the Archangel. β
Su Lingjing seemed to understand something, God closed his eyes, then the world would no longer be as peaceful and beautiful as before. Michael should be an upright angel in the Western Divine Realm and will not condone the existence of evil. But no matter how upright he is, it is difficult to peek into people's hearts, just as no matter how bright the sun is, there are still shadows.
The Western Divine Realm seems to have a situation that is about to be reversed. It is slowly decaying from within, as it was on that day in the castle of the Cappadocia family, Chazzo announced the fact that Cardinal Corwyn had rebelled.
Ning Qian's silence woke up as if it was far away, and the ghost servant always said "I can wake up soon". Su Lingjing couldn't bear it anymore and grabbed a Chinese clergyman who passed by the door of her room.
"Please come in for a moment."
The bishop didn't think much about the fact that the angels could speak Chinese, and simply thought that angels were omnipotent.
"Angel, what do you command? I'm Cardinal Selia, and you can also call me Sun Lei. He hadn't spoken his native language for many years, and he was talking to Lord Angel, Sun Lei stammered nervously.
"Nothing, I just wanted to ask about how the clean-up campaign against the Cappadocia family is going?"
"I also participated in this clean-up activity, but unfortunately I didn't gain much, it was all because of the devil who was purified by the adults yesterday, so that the four blood princes who participated in the meeting slipped away." Prince? Victor is also a prince, presumably he will be fine.
"And what did Corwin say?"
"That's right, Corwin is an undercover agent sent by His Majesty the Pope. Reveal false information to them. It was said that the time would come together, but I don't know why the castle suddenly exploded. May the Lord rest his Spirit in heaven, who is a dutiful servant of the Lord. My lord, I have to rush to the nomination meeting for the new cardinal. β
"Oh, it's okay, you can go."
After Sun Lei left, the ghost servant said again: "Yo he, I found your experience very interesting." Have you ever been to the Demon Realm? β
"How do you know?"
"Above board, of course, when you're talking to people. At that time, you were so focused on the person in front of you that you had no time to care about me. I quietly read your memories and found that you and my master are still very much related. β
Su Lingjing noticed that the ghost servant was talking about the master, not the host, which represented another: "Who is your master?" β
"Lord Cat Charm, it's just the one from the Demon Realm String Song Palace. From your memory, I seem to know something that can't be obtained.,I hope the master doesn't have a whim to spy on the world with the help of the eyes of the ghost servant at this time.,Otherwise, both me and the host will be wiped out.γ "Don't look at the ghost servant's calm and relaxed appearance, in fact, for a moment it was extremely worried, and it was afraid that abnormal mood swings would attract the attention of its master, so it had to keep its mind calm.
"If you've ever read my memories, then you should know she's a fake fetish."
"What does the truth or falsehood of the cat charm have to do with me? I'm just a ghost servant raised by my master, and as long as I do my duty, I won't be wiped out. β
"Why does your master raise ghost servants?"
"I don't know if it will bring disaster to the host, in short, the demon world loves to work against the god world."
"You're so pathetic, you don't even know the meaning of your existence."
"What about you? Do you know the purpose of your existence? β
"There are so many meanings of human existence, I can't tell you enough. In short, my presence is very meaningful. β
"Cut." The ghost servant let out a mockery, and Su Lingjing thought it was going to say something, but it had already closed its mouth.
Su Lingjing was unwilling to be read away by the ghost servant like this, she dug out a few old materials from the shadow space, and began to study the means of fighting back.
Some evil sects will have evil arts like manipulating people's hearts and peeping into memories, and the famous and decent have always had the only way to defend. It's pretty easy to defend, just keep your mind focused and don't do anything else. So this is a test of the intelligence of the person who uses this kind of evil art, to see how well he strikes.
What made Su Lingjing depressed was that this kind of evil technique could not be used by any other creature except for peeping into the memories of the human undead master. Moreover, this kind of evil art can only be practiced by people in the demon world, seeing this, Su Lingjing put away all the books: "Hey, can you teach me how to peek into other people's memories?" β
"Cut."
"I can't read your memory, teach me."
"Cut."
Su Lingjing rolled her eyes and sighed: "Okay, what do you want." β
"What do you have for me?"
"In this way, when I am strong enough to expel you one day, I will not break you up, but only separate you from the host."
"Is that true?"
"Seriously."
"Then it's a deal."
Dalena was lying in a hospital bed, she had a splitting headache and felt like she had forgotten something. In addition, she missed the "miracle" because of her illness, and she was even more depressed.
"Oh my God, look, it's an angel!"
Su Lingjing nodded to the screaming nurses as she continued to use her keen sense of smell enhanced by her spiritual power to find Dalena's whereabouts. Soon, she stopped in front of a room, and this was it.
Dalena never dreamed that Lord Angel would appear in her room, and she sat up flattered: "You are Lord Angel? β
Su Lingjing smiled and nodded: "Yes." β
"I don't know why, but I always feel like I've seen you. I hope you don't laugh at my naΓ―ve fantasies, which do have this sense of dΓ©jΓ vu. Dalena stared at Su Lingjing's face in a daze, and suddenly another headache hit: "Hiss~"
"Dalena, angels have no appearance." Su Lingjing made up blindly, "I borrowed the appearance of a human being, maybe you have seen this girl, but I am not her." You, amnesia? β
Dalena shook her head: "I only remember being attacked by a werewolf, but luckily a companion passed by and rescued me." I was lucky enough to get my life, but I was still injured. She made a cross on her chest with trepidation.
"You're quite fluent in Huaxia."
"Yes, all the missionaries speak standard Mandarin."
Su Lingjing's heart was full of doubts, Dalena who met in the ancient castle earlier was obviously not fluent in Huaxia at all, so she pretended to be? But why did she pretend? Could it be, she's being watched.
"Rest well, Dalena." Su Lingjing flicked in front of Dalena's eyes, and the other party immediately fell asleep. I didn't think that the hypnotic method taught by the ghost servant was quite useful. Su Lingjing secretly rejoiced, and took the opportunity to start reading Dalena's memory.
The other party's memory had obviously been altered, and Su Lingjing hurriedly flipped through it, but unfortunately there were no clues.
Forget it, anyway, the ** of the Western Holy See has nothing to do with her, and she wishes that the other party is worse than she is. It's time to think about returning home, and I don't know how that killing game is going, and what happened to Su Lingguan and Ji Ziye.