Chapter 115: The Past

It was probably at the deepest of the night when Wang woke up. The long short sleep had already decided that he would not sleep too deeply, nor for too long.

A good way to tell the time of night is to look at the campfire. Just when Wang Feng was smug and shook his head to affirm his judgment, a small flame flew over from behind, quietly blending into the bonfire, as if adding a lot of high-quality coal, the originally small flame of the bonfire returned to the original point again.

Uh, I forgot there's a mage who plays with fire. Wang Mou smiled helplessly, "How long have I been asleep?" ”

"Four hours." Pinoche flicked his fingers, "You woke up?" Then you look at the campfire, I'll sleep. ”

"Okay." Wang Feng nodded, picked up the cross from his side, stuck it on the ground, and then sat down, leaning on the huge weapon, and fell into deep thought. This is the habitual action of guys who often encounter unpredictable dangers, they don't like to give their backs to the unknown, of course, this habitual psychological comfort is far more than the actual effect.

Unconsciously, Wang's thoughts began to diverge aimlessly, thinking of his own life experience, thinking of the Esbian Order, thinking of Molly, and even thinking of the girl he never forgot - Shen Bijuan. Wang secretly swore that if he could go back alive this time, he would go to Shen Bijuan to confess.

After several lives and deaths, Wang's mind has been strengthened a lot, and the mixed memories affect his character, and there are other souls in his body, in short, with the original Wang's indecisiveness, others fight for me, and I want to let the character, it is absolutely impossible to make this decision.

The most memorable thing is not the dense clusters of flowers in spring, summer and autumn, but the cold plum blossoms in winter.

The chance encounter with Shen Bijuan may be Wang's greatest luck, perhaps the greatest misfortune. Are people who are awakened from sweet dreams lucky or unlucky?

Before the age of thirteen, except for illness and a few difficult scriptures that were stumbling blocks for Wang, the rest could simply be described as carefree. Of course, this is not because of how philosophical Wang's words are, but because most of his words come from Esbian's Bible. In other words, he is the spokesperson of the holy scriptures of Esbia.

No one has ever really considered where the money to support the church in Esbia comes from, and the few faithful who have received enough devotion are not enough to support the daily lives of the church's 472 resident population. Judging from Wang's current experience, the entire church should be supported by the popes behind it.

Although the doctrine is not fundamentally different from the doctrine of the mainline church, the Church of Esbia does not expand the interest of believers in the slightest. They are more like secret gardens that the popes have raised, a kind of spiritual home.

The Esbian Church is open to outsiders, but few people are willing to go to the barren mountains of the Esbian Church to listen to the old scriptures.

So Wang, who is responsible for preaching, is very idle, very idle. In his memory, it seemed that he had only received two foreign believers who came to explain their doubts, and the doctrine that he worked hard to have a bright future did not seem to satisfy these two confused people who asked about marriage and the future.

A disgruntled interpreter went down the mountain with a grumbling stomach, and Wang, who was at a loss, went back to his room to study the scroll that had long been broken.

Later, I don't know if there were fewer tourists, or if the church no longer arranged for Wang to explain his doubts to the newcomers, in short, Wang Feng never had contact with people outside the church again.

Everything changed from the winter when Wang was 13 years old, and the girl who appeared in her house recklessly with a winter cold hit Wang's heart at once.

How lovely she is. This is the only description that Wang Feng, who has a poor vocabulary, can remember about the first time he met Shen Bijuan.

Therefore, when Wang, like all boys of that age, encountered the kind of throbbing that suddenly carried out his heart, his first reaction was to make a good impression in front of this little girl.

That year, he was 13 and she was 14. And the gap between the two is probably as far as heaven and earth.

"Why don't you even understand that flowering is for the next growth?"

"Is it still the same flower for the coming year? What's more, no matter how gorgeous the flowers bloom in the coming year, what does it matter about the flowers that will wither this year? ”

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"No, no, stupid, that's a winter partridge, and you've been living here for so long."

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"This is called a magnifying glass, and it uses the refraction effect to magnify objects in the eye."

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"What, obviously you only need to pick up one from the top and one from the left, and you can directly surround a piece."

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That year, the boy who wanted to be in front of the girl was finally defeated. Those who want to conquer others have become captives first. Is the meaning of the scriptures I recite really omnipotent? In the face of absolute knowledge crushing, Wang's pride is gone.

"Hee-hee, you're so funny, I'll come to you next vacation."

"Vacation? What is that? ”

"You don't even have a holiday, a little, it's pitiful."

The girl who came unexpectedly, like a cold winter wind, froze Wang Feng's comfort for thirteen years into an ice sculpture, and then disappeared without a trace as the temperature warmed. It's so natural, it's so acceptable, it's like the seasons change, it's irresistible.

Winter is coming, will spring be far away? In order to impress this girl, Wang not only found out that she was the daughter of Pope Shen, but even got a junior high school textbook from those who loved more than they loved.

How can people who have not even attended elementary school understand the textbooks of junior high school? But the thought of being able to raise his eyebrows in front of that guy made Wang motivated again.

The sick body did not be able to drag down the ruthless Wang, in order to study better, he even dragged the 10-year-old Molly out as a student, if he taught Molly, then it means that he did master this knowledge.

However, will cannot replace education, hard work can not make up for the lack of teachers, those science courses that need to be gradual, Wang can only be said to be stumbling, understand a rough idea.

Shen Bijuan didn't break her promise, she really came again in the summer. By the way, he used a higher level of knowledge to beat Wang again.

The Esbia Church has never grounded Wang, but before Shen Bijuan came for the second time, Wang had never stepped out of the courtyard of the Esbia Church, and he was like an overly cautious snail, carefully hiding in his own territory.

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