Haysjia's face gradually turned rosy, and she opened her confused eyes, which slowly began to shine.

When it was dawn, she blinked her eyes and looked at Pique in front of her, her face was still a little dazed: "Pique, why are you here...... What just happened, why do I feel so tired, are you?alright?" she saw two lines of tears streaming from the corners of Peake's eyes.

Only then did she realize that she was being held in Pique's arms, and she was at a loss for what to do.

As soon as she heard her, Pique realized: she didn't know what had just happened!

Could it be that the memory of death has disappeared?

And, Pique had a vague sense that she didn't even seem to remember the timberwolves who killed her.

That's fine, it's not a good thing to remember how you died.

Looking at her puzzled expression, Peake could be sure that she had forgotten everything about death.

"I'm fine. Peake smiled bitterly, and then joked, "Do you think you're tired? That's because you just had a beautiful dream, and you just called my name, and I came to you as soon as I heard you call my name!"

Haysjia was still dazed, and her face was even more ruddy: "Ahh......h But I ......" She suddenly showed a headache, covered her face with her hands, and said in distress: "I don't remember anything, just now I just felt very sad, as if I had a great regret in my heart, my head hurt......s!

At this time, at the end of the corridor, three priests suddenly appeared, and the three priests ran quickly and picked up the old priest who had collapsed on the ground.

When one of the slightly chubby priests saw the old priest's weak appearance, his eyes immediately turned red, and he said sadly, "Old fellow, what's wrong with your eyes......! Did you use space-time magic?" he said, quickly took out a golden bottle from his arms, poured out a few drops of golden liquid, and dripped them into the old priest's mouth.

The old priest closed his eyes tightly, and there was no trace of luster on his skin, like the bark of an old tree that had been dried for a hundred years, and his chest slowly rose and fell, indicating that he was not dead, but at this time, it made people feel that he could die at any time. After the golden liquid dripped into his mouth, at last, his frown widened, and his skin like dead bark gradually became moist and shiny. "Ahem......" After coughing violently twice, he whispered in a hoarse voice, "Silly...... Child, don't cry, I'm fine, I'm ...... for the time being. It's still not dead, it's worth ...... Happily, I ...... last night Saved...... A lot of people!"

"Why did you lock us up in the church, old fellow, when that hateful gatekeeper stopped us from going out to you!

"Foolish...... Stupid!, it's me...... Let the gatekeepers shut you up, and you will not ...... I don't know what I'm going to face...... What is it? This is the ...... before the chaos A small sign, the most ...... Horror ...... It's still to come......"

"Stop talking, old fellow, we'll take you home!" the most fat, looking priest, stooped and picked up the old priest on his back, and walked slowly down the castle......

Peake waved his hand and tried to stop them, but thought that the old priest was already extremely weak, and hesitated again.

Let's talk about it later.

When the old priest was using magic to save Hasgar, he asked Peake to promise something, and said that it was a simple and small thing, and as for what it was, the old priest did not tell him on the spot. After casting that magical magic, the old priest should have also suffered a strong consumption, not only was his eyes blinded by himself, but he also looked more than ten years old...... At this time, it seems that it is not appropriate to ask, so it is better to let the old pastor recover from his injuries first, and then find an opportunity to go to the church and ask him later.

There is also something about Zhu Tian, Pique also wants to ask clearly, the old priest seems to know the secret on him......

At this time, Hasja had already left Pique's arms, watching the old priest gradually disappear from view, a complicated expression suddenly appeared on her face, looking at Pique carefully, she pondered: "Why are they here? What the hell happened? I think something very important happened last night, Pisa was injured, I went to his room to see him, and then I walked out on my own...... And then...... Why I can't remember the rest of the story, it's early in the morning, why am I here? Am I asleep here?"

Peake was silent for a moment, it seemed that it was impossible to hide it, looking at Hasjia's painful expression, Peake wanted to tell her what happened yesterday: "Yesterday ......" At this time, a sharp voice interrupted him: "Miss, what are you doing standing there, who is that man, how can he appear in the castle!"

Hearing this, Peake looked at the end of the corridor and saw a strong figure appear!

It's the fat nun! the fat nun who smelled the children's stinky farts in the classroom!

"It's you!" the fat nun approached, and when she saw Peake's face, she immediately thought of the evil guy who had pretended to be an etiquette officer and humiliated herself in the classroom that day. "Someone! Someone, someone, there's a thief in the castle~~~" The fat nun screamed as she ran towards this side, trying to come up and restrain Pique.

Where can Peake's fat body be contained, if Peake wants to hide, she can't even touch it, only to see Peake dodge, and dodge the brutal collision of the fat nun.

"My princess...... Looks like we're going to have to be separated for a while......" After dodging the fat nun's attack, Peake hurriedly finished the sentence beside Hasgar, quickly turned and ran, disappearing into the end of the hallway......

......

Early in the morning, Pisa bedroom.

"Father, I hate it! Someone framed me! I was stunned by someone else, and then I was stripped naked and thrown on Willow Street!" In the middle of the night, Pisa woke up from a back injury, and after drinking a little poppy milk, he finally stabilized, he lay on his side on the bed, and said to his father, "My reputation is all ruined!

"Kid! Grace also hadn't slept all night, and two heavy dark circles had already appeared under his eyes, and he said bitterly: "It's going to be over......"

"Father, if Hasjia's father is told about this, the marriage between us and the nobles will fall through, and my future children will not become hereditary nobles!"

"There will be a way! there will be a way!" Grace narrowed her eyes, not knowing what was going on in her mind.

"It hurts! Father...... My back hurts again!" Suddenly, sweat broke out on Pizza's forehead and he hissed, "Father, give me poppy milk! I need to drink some poppy milk!"

"I've already smeared you with holy water just now, so hold on a little longer. Mayor Grace comforted him in a slow voice, "Soon, it will be fine soon! I already drank poppy milk last night, and if I drink it again, it will damage my brain!"

"No, Father, I can't hold on, it really hurts! My back hurts like a knife has been slashed deeply, it's like, there are so many people slashing me......" His voice didn't know when he cried out, and finally he could only murmur weakly: "I'm going to die! Father, give me some poppy milk......! A little bit would be fine......"

Mayor Grace sat down in front of the bed, took a deep breath, struggled for a long time, and finally could not bear to see her son in pain any longer, took a copper kettle from the table, and poured out a little poppy milk.

Pizza greedily opened her mouth, her tongue sticking out, and sucked the last drop of liquid from the cup down her throat.

The cup slammed on the ground and rolled out, and as the poppy milk flowed into his stomach, he shuddered and closed his eyes, and then, his face began to twitch and twist violently, and he only felt his brain being frozen, and this cold pleasure turned into an electric current, which flowed from his brain to every cell in his body.

"Ah~~~Ah!! ha!ha!ha~~~" He closed his eyes as if he was enjoying it, lying in his father's arms, squinting and smiling.

After about a meal, he finally calmed down.

"Father, it's very comfortable, please give me a little more! I want to experience it again. ”

"No! I can't touch poppy milk again today!" said Mayor Grace solemnly, "Now that the pain has been suppressed, there is no need to drink poppy milk anymore." ”

When Pisa heard this, he suddenly broke free from his arms, and his hands instantly pulled out of his sleeves and grabbed his father's neck fiercely!

"Give it to me quickly! Why don't you give it to me! If you don't give me a drink, I'll kill you!

Grace was pinched to the point of red-facedness, when the old butler burst into the house and slammed the pizza.

The old butler stood between the two in a daze, screaming wah-wah.

"Ahem...... Ahem...... Don't hurt him!" Grace sat on the floor, coughing twice, finally relieving himself, still worried that he had nearly strangled his son. "Don't be afraid! He's just drunk too much poppy milk and isn't in his right mind. ”

Pizza was knocked down on the bed, sat up suddenly, and howled wildly: "Damn old fellow, give it to me, I'm going to drink poppy milk, I'm starting to hurt again, ...... quickly," he said rambling, clutching the air with both hands, and then suddenly fell backwards with exhaustion, and fainted......