The first of the two troubles is not a particularly troublesome thing.

Aya's distraction takes over Liana's body, and at the same time, she has to become the priest of the so-called "God of Cleansing", and from then on she will work under Luo Ming's hands.

It's just that Luo Mingfei just wants to explain it with a little tongue: for example, between life and death, she prayed to the god of cleanliness and was inspired or something, and with Aya's help, it was not difficult to come up with some excuses.

And thanks to the skill of His Highness the Black Sun, the god of cleanliness is now indeed recognized by the Principality and the Church of the Goddess of Fountains, and can legally preach or inspire a commoner who is not a devout follower of other gods, even if there is a slight suspicion in this matter, it will not cause major trouble.

But the second trouble made Luo Ming not even have the mind to reminisce about his first kiss.

He placed the girl, whose soul and body were merging, on the bed, and immediately walked out of the room.

At this time, it was already night, and Luo Ming was lying on the grass, looking at the moonlight, thoughtful.

Just like a strong country annexing a weak country, or even stronger than that, a strong soul and a weak soul are said to be a fusion, but in fact, it is just a relatively soft, bloodless way of annexation.

A drop of water is not enough to dissolve a bag of salt, and a grain of salt is never enough to turn a glass of water salty. In the end, the huge one was left intact, and the tiny one had almost nothing left.

The relationship between Aya and Liana is even like this.

But that's a little strange - when Luo Ming was killed by magic by mistake, the soul of a mere mortal fell into the lower realm after death, and he came into contact with His Highness the Black Sun at a very close distance, so close that the other party could read many of his superficial thoughts and memories.

It stands to reason that your soul should be like a grain of salt falling into a lake, and it should be quickly melted away. After all, the gap between the two sides is too big.

The holy book of a certain religion says that mortals do not see the face of the gods, and if they see them, they will die—either they will be dissolved directly or they will be assimilated—and their autonomous consciousness will be distorted by divine power, and they will look up to the gods and become a puppet in the form of a marionette.

Just like firewood is close to the sun, it is strange that it does not catch fire as well. This is the ultimate expression of the red and black of the near-Zhu.

The influence of the gods is so strong, and therefore, the inspiration of the gods is so strong that it will be restricted by the covenant of the gods - after all, it is close to brainwashing.

While His Highness the Black Sun does have the ability to provide additional protection for his soul, why would His Highness do such a thing?

If it is up to itself, or its subordinates, such as Aya, to assimilate Luo Ming's soul, it will be able to read all the knowledge in his mind, no matter the deep and shallow levels, and the brain of the traverser is a super treasure trove, and it is hard to imagine that no one will not be tempted.

And it's easier to do this: by His Highness the Black Sun or Aya directly out of a split soul, swallow his own soul and then possess himself to "resurrect from the dead", or simply find another person with a legal identity to possess the body, and then carry out a series of missions, wouldn't it be more reliable than being a new employee?

Or, isn't it also a good way to get directly close to Zhu Zhechi's principle and infect yourself into a loyal and blind believer?

Although Luo Ming believes that his loyalty will not change, and has shown this attitude many times, people will always change, and outsiders will never be as reliable as themselves, this idea is also very normal - why did His Highness Black Sun pay so much trust and generosity to himself as a new employee?

Could the gods really be so naïve?

Either His Highness the Black Sun is a stupid white sweet, or, is there something that makes it weak?

A cunning guy like Aya has a lot of respect for His Highness the Black Sun, and he has done a big thing of faking a demigod without a word before, so it is conceivable that His Highness the Black Sun is not stupid and sweet.

Then, "what factors" is the key, but there are too many possibilities in this regard, and Luo Ming himself knows too little to make a conclusion easily, and even the elimination method cannot be done.

"Hey...... It really stumped me. ”

Luo Ming couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

Although he and His Highness the Black Sun worked well together, it was unlikely that there would be disagreements in the next ten or even hundred years, and he would not casually doubt whether the other party would betray him—but Luo Ming was ultimately curious about his own affairs.

If a person even has a lot of mysteries in his own body and can't solve them at all, how can he be expected to be wise and wise to solve the mysteries of the outside world?

At that moment, he suddenly sensed that someone was approaching—the footsteps and the breath, and it wouldn't be wrong, it was Granty.

Login sat up and looked back to see Granty walking towards him with a coat in her arms.

A gust of wind blew, and he felt a chill - it was late September.

"Even though you are a swordsman, you should take care of your body. ”

Sitting beside him, Granty handed over the coat, then wrapped his cloak around his body, and complained directly: "Although the swordsman is energetic, he has the same reason as young people - when he is young, he can mess around casually with his strong body, and he will be riddled with diseases when he is middle-aged. If it is well maintained, a sword master can live past a hundred years old, but I have also seen the kind of guy who messed around too much when he was young, and finally got stuck in the level and could not be promoted to the great sword master, and the age is not as good as that of ordinary long-lived old people, who began to age at the age of only fifty and died at the age of seventy.

Didn't you say that the body is the capital of our career? As a sword master, the capital is much richer than that of ordinary people, but if you spend extravagantly, you will lose it sooner or later!"

"Well, thank you. Luo Ming replied with a smile.

Although her tone was very polite, Luo Ming didn't want to be condescending to everyone. Occasionally, someone can always get along with him as a friend, unceremoniously point out his shortcomings, and then complain while helping, which is also a kind of happiness that is difficult to obtain as a person in power.

Grant said angrily: "It's useless to thank me, it's good to know to pay attention to yourself next time - I don't know what you're thinking about lying here, if I hadn't found out, would you have to lie down for a few more hours?"

It's just a matter of staying up late, maybe your lips will be bruised, your nose will flow out, and then you will have a cough and fever...... Sometimes swordsmen can catch colds, so you have to take precautions.

Remember to bring a coat when you go out, or it's better to learn that I carry a cloak on my back, which not only looks breezy, but also shelters from the wind and rain at critical moments. ”

"What did you just say?" Luo Ming was like a student who was almost asleep in class, and was suddenly called by the teacher to stand up, the whole person seemed to bounce, and there was surprise in his voice.