"You are a member of the White Church and one of the survivors of that incident."

"Well, I can't hide it from you." Pang Fu exhaled slowly, he had always had a scar in his heart that could not be healed, and he had always wanted to confide in others, so he chose to believe in this little girl, whether he could be redeemed or not.

"I am the third group to join the White Church, and every time someone joins the Church, a solemn ceremony is performed by prostrating ten times before Allah, then silently reciting Allah's proverbs, vowing to follow Allah forever in this life, and finally drinking the secret concocted holy blood."

"After the ceremony, we all found that our bodies were gradually changing, our physique was getting better, and we didn't feel tired easily. Hachi said that this is the blessing effect of Allah, and that as long as we continue to serve Allah, we may be able to live longer. With that, he put the ballet dancer back in the corner of the counter and pressed one hand to his chest.

"And then?"

But all of us are wrong, and the so-called Holy Blood is actually poison that has changed our lives dramatically. The sun's light burns our nerves, and no, not just the sun, but also slightly more intense artificial light. Over time, the body becomes more and more uncontrollable, and the consciousness gradually becomes unconscious. Hachi said that this is because our body is rejecting the holy blood in our body, and it can't be fused well, and if you drink a few more drops, you'll be fine. For this purpose, the church holds a dusting ceremony every service. ”

"Side effects."

"Well, over time, we become more and more dependent on the Holy Blood, and without it, we will go berserk and even lose ourselves. We all thought that other bloods could replace the Holy Blood, but they were far from the same. There were several hungry and thirsty congregants rummaging through the church in search of the burial place of the Holy Blood, but none of them were found. ”

"This is a matter of course, he can't have too much, and he's not a demon."

"Demons? What is that? Ponfu was taken aback.

"A distant and powerful race, you don't need to know about the rest." Poplomo casually played with a bright silver utility knife on the table.

"I just want to return to my normal life, anyway, I haven't drunk the holy blood for almost a week, will I become a demon if I continue like this?"

"Then you don't need to worry, Hachi is giving you diluted blood, and the human body can resist this level of poison. All you can do now is be patient. ”

"How long will you have to wait? I've been putting up with this life for a long time. Pong Fu rolled up his sleeves, and the green tendons on his hands turned a terrible black purple, "It seems to be getting worse." ”

Po Luomo glanced at it silently and said, "It's hopeless, your heart is probably dark." ”

"I want to go back to the mainland and meet my family and friends, but since Hartch died, the people in the town haven't given me a good look, and even the female clerk in the small supermarket has stared at me like a thief."

"It's just you." Pang Fu suddenly grabbed her hand, and the knife fell to the ground, "I came to see that I was still willing to listen to me, and I was really touched." ”

"......" Po Luomo was stunned, his eyes looked straight at him, and he withdrew his hand, "I have already said just now, your heart is dark. ”

"It's true that I'm not a good person, I've done a few wrong things in the church, I've helped kill a few innocent people, and my hands are full of sins, and I'm afraid I can't wash them away in this life." His eyes slowly dimmed, "I've also lied and stolen things, although they didn't do it voluntarily. ”

Poroma did not expect that he would repent of himself, did not throw the pot to Allah, and naturally did not dare to disobey Allah, but his ideal object of worship is noble and honest, and will not persecute others for his own selfish desires. Moreover, what he said should be true, otherwise he wouldn't really shed tears.

There is a saying that a man does not flick when he has tears, just because he has not reached the sad place. She had never seen Alain Bu shed tears, so she believed it, but Kazi scoffed, showing that he had cried before.

As time passed, the needle of the round dial pointed to 5:50, and Polomo wanted to say goodbye, and Ponf invited her to dinner, saying that he frequented a nearby self-service restaurant, but she politely refused.

"Since we're so close, how about making friends?"

Po Luomo learned from him that he had known a lot of friends before, but they gradually became estranged due to the lack of contact for a long time, and the number and account number were empty. It's not easy to meet good friends in this remote harbor town, and Poromo exchanges phone numbers with him, even though her number is limited in calls.

Picking up the utility knife on the ground, she gently retreated to the door and said to Pong Fu in the house: "I can guarantee that you will not mutate, but not your life, you can use conservative bloodletting treatment to increase this possibility." ”

He lowered his head and did not respond, and Poromo did not speak again, and slowly closed the door.

Just after six o'clock, the wonderful houses in the downtown area are bustling with people, and the famous circus is about to perform here. They rented this commercial warehouse temporarily, but because of the lack of space, they could not accommodate 200 people, so many people preferred to stand in the farthest corner instead of sitting on chairs.

The stage is covered with a dark green silk curtain that divides the entire warehouse into two parts, and the variable spotlights can change the color of the light at any time, but the low power of the light makes it difficult for all the audience to watch. In the audience area, only the small white tubes of the warehouse itself were used, but due to disrepair, no one could see each other's faces.

While waiting for the show to start, Kazi struggled to squeeze into the crowd, and finally grabbed the third row with the advantage of being small, and successfully sat with a bunch of children.

In addition to his excitement, he was a little regretful, if only Alan Bu or Xiaomo could come and watch with him. This circus has toured all over the country, but he has never had the opportunity to see it, and now he can't miss the opportunity. On top of that, he had just drawn a free ticket, which he wouldn't normally be able to grab even if someone wanted to.

It's a godsend, a great opportunity. Yes. On the contrary, it should be a great luck and a God-given opportunity.

The children in the first few rows all had glowing curry sticks in their hands, and as soon as the two large curtains opened, they shook the sticks frantically, leaving the people behind them super speechless. Seeing that Kazi did not have one in his hand, the boy handed him one. Kazi knew that it was sold by a circus, with their Joy logo on it, and was highly sought-after for avid fans, but of little use to him as a rookie audience.