Illya soon got the news, and the saints were very happy to see Cheng Zijin and Ma Xiaoyang.

When Ma Xiaoyang and the others received the news, they immediately rented a car, and the next morning, they drove to Portugal and navigated all the way to Sindra.

Illya gave a contact information, it is the archbishop of Portugal, the archbishop of each country is almost in the capital of his country, looking for or building a meeting place by himself, but Portugal is not, the archbishop here is outside the castle of the light of the universe, and the bishop of each city is responsible for rituals such as sacrifices, unless it is a major event, he is obeying the orders of the saints, so compared with the archbishops of other countries, Portugal's seems to have a higher status.

The whole of Europe is not big, let alone Portugal, driving from Madrid, but only seven or eight hours, has arrived in Sindra, here is a famous tourist attraction, there are many castles, the architectural style is different, because the time with the saint is nine o'clock in the morning on the third day, the two people who came over in a hurry, decided to have a good walk here, at the same time, look at the surrounding terrain, find a good way to evacuate, in case there are any accidents can be under their control.

Located at the top of the hill, the Pena Palace is the palace of the King of Portugal, the palace itself is a hodgepodge of various architectural styles, palace walls and roofs of different colors, statues and arches of various styles, although after a day's rush, the museum has been closed when I came, and I can't go inside to visit, and it also blocks the way up the mountain, but this is difficult to become Zijin and Ma Xiaoyang, but it is just a scenic spot, the security is not strict, and the two casually boarded the castle that can overlook the entire city.

Standing on the top of the castle, there is an open plain in front of you, and the air quality is good today, and you can see the sparkling Atlantic Ocean in the distance.

The sea breeze blowing from the Atlantic, mixed with the people at the foot of the mountain, gathered in the sky above the castle, and the two sincerely sighed that the ancients chose a great location, as if standing here, you can sit on the world, of course, when this castle was built, Portugal was indeed almost sitting on the world.

Looking back at the back of the castle, in the direction of the two of them going up the mountain, there are many castles scattered here, hidden in the dense forest, some of which are accessible by road, and some of which seem to be isolated from the world.

I couldn't tell which one was which, but the two of them kept everything on this mountain in mind, and kept planning in their hearts, if they wanted to escape, which direction and which way to go.

After observing for an hour, almost five o'clock, Ma Xiaoyang had nothing to do, turned over his mobile phone and casually checked the information here, and found that this place was actually very close to Cape Roca.

"Cheng Zijin, let's go to Cape Roca, there's nothing to do here. ”

Ma Xiaoyang took his mobile phone and searched for something, which was a travelogue, talking about Sindra's travel strategy.

"Let's go, we've seen enough here. Cheng Zijin nodded.

Because it was Cheng Zijin who was driving, Ma Xiaoyang adjusted the navigation, set up Erlang's legs, sat in the passenger seat, and sold what he had just found to Cheng Zijin.

"This Cape Roca is the westernmost cape of the European continent, a poet said, here, the land ends here, the sea begins here, then again, this cosmic light is not deliberate, the nest is chosen here, the westernmost part of Europe, and then it is the Atlantic. ”

"Maybe it's something special about it, but you noticed that the aura here is a little bit stronger than in the hinterland, and the more you drive all the way from Madrid, the stronger the feeling. ”

"When you say this, it's true, this kind of change, if you don't look closely, you can't see it, in other words, is it because of the aura, so. ”

"Perhaps, hold on to the questions to find the answers, don't guess, tomorrow, everything will be clear. Cheng Zijin drove steadily on the mountain road, close to the weather in November, the sun was at this point, and it was slowly about to set.

When I arrived at Cabo da Roca, a red sun was suspended in the place where the sky and the sea met, and the endless Atlantic Ocean was rendered like an oil painting at this moment, with all the colors.

The white stone pillars of the huge Cape Roca stand on the cliffs, flanked by undulating broad-leaved grass.

The two of them lay on the railing, let the sea breeze blow, and watched the sun climb into the sea little by little, and finally, leaving a red glow.

Cabo Roca is not overly developed, next to the white stone pillar, is a café and souvenir shop, two people went in to take a look, I don't know why most of the souvenirs here are rooster-themed themes, I looked around, nothing special, and turned away.

Not far away, there is a museum similar to a visitor center and an introduction to scenic spots, because this point has passed the opening time of others, and the two of them are outside to take a look.

In the distance, there is a lighthouse, a beautiful lighthouse, with a red roof, white walls, on a high cliff, next to it overgrown with plants, this season, it is brown, as if a carpet has been laid.

Standing here, my heart seems to be filled with a kind of emotion called pride, feeling that between heaven and earth, we can control everything, whether it is the sea in the distance or the cliff nearby, as if we can reach out and take it, hold it in our hands, and return it to ourselves.

Different from the gentle sandy beaches of Cuba, the bright sunshine, and different from the volcanoes of Tenerife that shroud everything, here, the wind blows from the sea, bringing up huge waves, one after another, smashing on the cliffs, huge rocks, like knives sticking out from the inland, stand steadily, more and more people feel that the pride breeds.

"It's a nice place. Ma Xiaoyang's hair fluttered with the sea breeze, and the clothes on his body were blown loudly, but his heart was on fire.

"Yes, if you have something on your mind in the future, it's a good choice to come here. Cheng Zijin squinted his eyes as the last rays of light disappeared into the sky, and the sky gradually darkened. "Go back, I see Sindra has a hotel. ”

"It's a bit reluctant. ”

"There's an opportunity in the future, and it's here. Cheng Zijin said calmly.

I don't know why, after the sun sets, the breath that affects people's interest also dissipates, and at this moment, there is only a calm left in my heart, a bit of a sage time posture.

Without saying anything, the two of them drove back, stayed in Sindra, didn't want to eat, opened two rooms, and went back to meditate and adjust, speechless all night.

Early the next morning, Cheng Zijin received a phone call, it was the archbishop of Portugal, Licardo.

"Mr. Cheng, where are you, I'll pick you up. "Speaking English, it sounds pure.

"We were in the square at the foot of the hill and it was so much appreciated. ”

This is God's will. Ricardo replied on the phone.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the tourists had not yet come, and the locals would not stand stupidly in the square, so Licardo easily found the two of them.

He looked to be about fifty years old, but Illya's behavior of surprising his actual age based on his appearance was very unreasonable.

Dressed in an ordinary linen suit, in late autumn, and in the mountains, his clothes looked a little too cool, in addition, driving an ordinary car, as if he was going out for a walk European old man, not at all noticeable.

"Mr. Cheng, Mr. Lu, I've been waiting for a long time. Licardo got out of the car and shook hands with Cheng Zijin and Ma Xiaoyang.

"Thank you, Mr. Ricardo. ”

"Get in the car, this will go to the castle, and you can still catch breakfast in time, the saints are ready. Ricardo said slowly, with the same kind expression as Illya.