Clear water poured over Jinyu's body, and then down in an indescribable arc. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

She put down the bucket and took a dip in the tub.

The water was not sprinkled with flower petals, and there was no rubber duck bubble bath or anything like that.

That's a jar of clear water, and nothing else.

Jinyu raised her head, leaned the back of her head against the rim of the cylinder, and then recalled her dream.

It was a nightmare.

It was a nightmare that haunted her for years.

Every time she dreamed of that person's face, her body trembled unconsciously.

Although she is strong and powerful, if it comes to fighting, that person is definitely not her opponent.

However, the fear that came from the spirit always made her give up the fight.

The fist made of steel became weak and weak, and the heart that was invulnerable to poison became full of holes.

This was the deepest fear in her heart.

……

"Judge Sister Jasmine, Sister Radiant Bead Particles, Sister Blue Moon of Confusion, Sister Jinyu of Iron Fist...... Got it. ”

Rummaging through the Heresy Inquisition's Honor List, I finally saw the familiar name among the many nuns' names.

I also saw their profiles.

Jin Yu, 22 years old, female, born in Weaving Star Guoyue Song City.

Twenty-two years old.

This is data from seventeen years ago.

In other words, the current Jinyu is about to be forty years old.

She turned out to be forty years old.

It's unexpected.

Sure enough, she is a woman with perfect appearance, and there is no flaw at all.

Putting down Jinyu's information, I picked up another document I had just found on the road.

"List of the Manyo Country Magister Association".

This document clearly records the list of all members from the establishment of the Magister Association to the present, as well as the related deeds of those famous mages, which belongs to the national literature.

Turning the clock to seventeen years ago, I easily found the list of newcomers in that batch, and I easily found the familiar person in the names of that batch of newcomers.

Rin Slet, recommended by the Weaving Star Country Magister Association, the representative of the Fourth Plastic Energy School of the Weaving Star Country, assessment level S, age 25 years old.

Twenty-five years old.

In other words, the Rinslet I met at the time was forty-two years old.

Seventeen years.

That's a delicate number.

I looked at the three seals I was holding in my hand, and each one was so beautifully carved that it was even flawless.

When Rinslet carved these three seals, he must have had infinite love in his heart.

"Elise." I shouted softly.

"Yes." Her voice was as crisp and beautiful as ever, like a spring flowing.

"How old are you?" Although I already knew the answer to this question, I asked it knowingly.

"A woman's age is top secret!" Elise said dissatisfied.

"You're not a woman yet." I laughed, "Say it." ”

"Sixteen." Her figure floated out and gave me a blank look, "Didn't you already know, why are you asking this?" ”

"Is that really the case?" I looked at her with a wry smile, not knowing whether to tell her about it.

Eventually, I picked up the document in my hand.

……

The Misty Believer swung his stick.

"I'm sorry." He looked at the bent back of the old man in front of him and sincerely apologized.

'Smack. ’

"I said." The old man stretched out his hand and grabbed the stick in the misty believer's hand like an iron tong, "You can't apologize before you hit someone." ”

Before the misty believer could react from the unexpected situation in front of him, the old man immediately pulled the stick out of his hand and threw it aside.

As the stick was removed, the body of the Misty Believer leaned forward slightly for a moment.

And it was at this moment of leaning forward that the old man's other empty hand got up.

He gently rolled out a palm and imprinted it on the unsuspecting abdomen of the Misty Believer.

The force of that palm was extremely gentle, as if cotton had fallen on the water.

However, even if a feather falls on the surface of the water, it will open up layers of water waves.

"Ahem!" A mouthful of blood spurted out of the Misty Believer, and his body was ejected like a cannonball, smashing against the wall.

"I'm sorry, young man." The old man looked at the misty believer with a miserable face, folded his hands and bowed, "Although it is not a good act to hit someone first and then apologize, but I can only do this." ”

"Don't worry, you'll be fine, I never kill you, I just want to teach you a lesson."

The Misty Believer leaned against the wall and coughed violently, spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood from time to time.

"Don't think that the old man is a good target for bullying." The old man smiled slightly.

The Misty Believers knew that they had been defeated by a light enemy this time.

But at the same time, he also knew that even if he was prepared, he might not be able to touch a finger of the old man in front of him.

What a monster.

"May I know your name?" The Misty Believer raised his head slightly, and the half-minute sky in front of him shone with the guidance of the Morning Star.

The old man opened his mouth slightly.

……

The bathroom was filled with steam, and Jin Yu's graceful figure could only be faintly seen in it.

She wiped her body, and what came to her mind was still the image of the man before he died.

That's right, the man who gave her the nightmare is long dead.

It is precisely because of this that she can't help but feel frightened.

After all, the living always have a way to deal with it, but the dead don't.

Whenever Jin Yu thinks of this person, she feels that the papal robe on her body is full of sin.

Taking out the underwear from the changing basket and buttoning it up on her body, Jinyu wiped the mirror in the bathroom.

What is reflected in the mirror is a flawless face, even if there is a forty-year-old soul hidden under this face.

She stared at the glass, and it always felt like there was a face hidden behind it, the last thing she wanted to see.

It's still that person.

In the rising mist, Jin Yu exhaled a breath of mist lightly, covering the clear mirror with a layer of chaos again.

Only then will she be able to cover the face of that nightmare hidden in the depths of her soul.

……

"I don't believe it." Elise made it clear to me what she thought.

"I don't believe that Jinyu will be my mother, and that Rin Slater will be my father." She shook her head, vehemently negative.

"If she really is my mother, why did she abandon me?" She threw out arguments to refute my point.

I smiled and pulled out another document.

This is a record of the Nation of Stars, which tells the story of Jinyu's journey in the church.

"Because in the year you were born, she became pope." I pointed to the line of text, "As the Pope, she must not be able to keep you." ”

"But in that case, the old Pope is dead strangely." I noticed the note below that says the cause of death of the old pope.

"Old Pope, who is that?"

……

"Craft." The old man bowed slightly, his eyes fixed on the misty believers on the wall.