{Yesterday's chapter has been updated, and the story shared today is also related to cards}

I met a lot of people, and in the end, I said goodbye one by one.

"Li Xian, just grab it." Dressed in a silver robe and a long sword symbolizing the highest power of the empire, the middle-aged man was extremely cold.

"Girl, are you afraid?" My father asked, stroking the top of my head. The sleeves of his father's robe were flushed, and the sword had already cut a crack.

On the opposite side, the black-pressed soldiers lined up in a neat array with spears in their hands, and the shiny armor reflected the cold sunlight.

"I'm afraid."

"Don't be afraid." The father held the sword across his chest, and a wave surged on the tip of the sword.

"Damn." The middle-aged man shouted, "Stand back, stand back." ”

As the middle-aged man spoke, he also raised the sword in his hand. His lips quivered, the strange wind enveloped him, the clouds in the sky seemed to be burned red, and the billowing sand formed a thick wall.

The father deftly shook the spray off the tip of the sword, and the earth shook suddenly. Huge waves fell from the sky and crushed the walls of earth back to dust, and the roots of the water poured out, and the soldiers were swept to pieces by the water. Only the middle-aged man stood firm in the big waves, and the strange wind separated the moisture.

Burning stones fell from the burning clouds, and the flames collided with the tide silently, except for the steaming water. The water dried out in an instant, and the sky returned to normal. The strange wind was blowing, the sand was rising again, and a python rolled in the dust with its bloody mouth wide open and slid towards us.

I looked at my father, his left hand changing rapidly, and a green snake spitting out from the sword in his right hand. With the change of his left hand, the green snake gradually climbed to the tip of the sword, and then slipped from the sword to the ground. The green snake is large and almost the size of a python. The two reptiles hissed together, and it was difficult to tell the winner for a while.

"You and I have been friends for many years, and today we are fighting each other, it's a pity." The middle-aged man said.

"My daughter has grown up, and I can't let her live in such a purgatory." Father said.

"Where in this world is there not purgatory? You are a respectable silver-robed elder, I promise you, the next pope will be you, how about you having such an environment in your daughter? ”

"Not bad." "In this world, you and I can be elders, we can be popes, but you and I are not human beings, normal people. ”

The middle-aged man smiled: "You are also old, don't you already know these things clearly?" Since we have come to this point, where is the qualification to be a human being? ”

My father looked at me and said, "Let's make a deal, you can take me away and spare my daughter." ”

The two large snakes hissed and roared, then collided with each other. Under the violent collision, the python turned into sand grains, and the green snake turned into leaves. The sand is dripping and the leaves are fluttering and flipping.

The middle-aged man said: "We have been fighting for so many years, and the games are all drawn, and this time there is still no winner or loser." ”

The father said, "In order to avoid the end of the world, you and I will not be able to benefit from it, so why don't we make this deal?" ”

The middle-aged man said: "You are a lot more innocent after you have a daughter. ”

The father sighed and stopped talking.

The middle-aged man said, "You go, take your daughter as far away as possible." The next goodbye will be your death. ”

"Thank you."

"Don't thank me, I don't kill you just because I don't want to die yet." The sword in the middle-aged man's hand slowly disappeared, and he walked away step by step with his back to us.

"Daddy, where are we going?" Watching the middle-aged man leave, I asked.

On the lonely road under the sunset, two shadows, one tall and one short, walked into the depths of the mountain.

I thought of the past again, my father's appearance had become darker and darker, but the appearance of the middle-aged man was getting clearer and clearer, and it was impossible not to be clear. In the video cards, on the flags, in the slogans, on the coins, in the mind, in the spirit, his appearance is everywhere, and his deep eyes are looking at the world all the time. God is watching you, through the eyes of the Pope. Who would have thought that the enemy he faced when he was a child would be the Pope.

Before I was born, my father and middle-aged people were in an alliance of interests. At that time, middle-aged people were not yet popes, and they were not as old as they are now.

The middle-aged man has always had the desire to be a pope, and his father, who is an ally, is certainly willing to help it.

In the principles of the Church, the pope serves a term of ten years, renewable up to four times.

Almost every pope has been in office for forty years, but there are also unfortunate children who die too young, either from struggle or from disease.

The election of the new term is about to begin, and the middle-aged man has no major merits to praise, so in order to be successfully promoted, a brutal massacre begins. According to my father, 1,227 heretics were arrested and then hanged on the city walls, and after this massacre, the middle-aged man officially wore a crown and held a scepter.

Unlike other popes in the past, God instructed middle-aged people to many things, and under God's guidance, middle-aged people's appearance was everywhere.

It is an effective means of domination, to establish a firm and indelible image, to encompass the beauty of all mankind, and to oppose this image is to oppose the good, against oneself, against the world.

The real mastermind of that massacre was my father, but he regretted it, and the reason he regretted it was because he had me, because he had family affection. So my father decided to get out of this filthy place, which is known to be a difficult thing to do. You can't get out of the mud you've been rolling around for decades, that's my father's words.

"Sichun?" Sister Four-Five-One teased.

"Think about things." I say.

"Okay, you think slowly. It's dark, I'll buy you a meat bun tomorrow morning. Sister Four-Five-One said.

Four-five-one, a code name.

"Sister, why are you called Four Five-One?" I rescued Sister Four-Five-One from hunger and cold, and she was pale in her frailty. This is the first time I've met Siwuyi, and I'm as lonely as I am.

"My sister's previous number was 451, and I don't remember my real name." Sister Four-Five-One said. Later, I learned that she was reluctant to mention her name, she was a chicken girl, and she felt that it was an insult to her family to mention her name, so she simply used a code name.

I didn't know where Four-Five-One was coming from, and I didn't know where she was going, but I took her in. I make a living by writing erotica, and living alone is already very poor, and it is not a blessing to have one more her. Sister Four-Five-One recuperated for a while, and when she learned that I had no money, she resolutely threw herself into the ranks of selling jokes. Life has turned upside down, and she has become the main source of income, and in order to facilitate her, she has rented a house near her workplace, and I can be considered to have a stable place to work.