Chapter 121: Don't Look
There are many things that demons are afraid of.
In addition to sunlight, there are crosses and silver.
Therefore, apart from sunlight, what the demons fear most is the silver cross.
If such a cross were pierced through the chest, the demon would feel the pain of tearing and would be destroyed in an instant.
Even if you are not stabbed in the chest, you will be violently injured by such a sharp weapon, the wound will be difficult to heal, and you will suffer for a lifetime, and even life is worse than death.
And now, although the huge cross pierced into the body of Wu Mi, it cleverly dodged his heart.
He fell to his knees weakly and let the blood drip on the altar.
The surrounding demons looked at Wu Si with resentment, and that gaze was as if they wanted to eat him alive.
But demons have always respected high priests, haven't they?
Right now......
Why is this happening?
Seeing that the man on the ground was silent, the old man's voice became a little louder.
"Wusi, do you know what is wrong?!"
This time, Wu Si chuckled, but looked up with difficulty as if he felt something.
I don't know if it's an illusion of white release.
There are a lot of demons around.
But Bai Shi just felt that the high priest's gaze fell on her distractedly.
She couldn't avoid it.
He seemed to say something to her.
But the voice was too small, and Bai Shi didn't react for a while.
"Don't look."
He said, Bai Shi, don't look at it.
He's so embarrassed now, don't look at him, right?
When Bai Shi reacted, he closed his eyes according to words.
But even so, the tears flowed uncontrollably from her eyes.
As soon as she closed her eyes, tears broke the embankment.
High Priest, why did he ......
"Wu Si knows his mistake."
The man's voice was weak and hoarse, and his tone was full of sickness.
Knowing what to do?
What did he do wrong?
Bai Shi didn't know.
It's just that when she closes her eyes, she can't stop crying.
She didn't want to.
But I couldn't stop it.
Wu Si knew his mistake.
Four words hit her heart hard.
She couldn't breathe.
But could someone like the high priest do something wrong?
Could he have done something wrong, too?
The tip of Bai Shi's nose was sour, and his eyes were very red.
She heard the old man's voice again.
"High Priest Wumi, who left the altar without permission, harbored ungodliness towards the witch," the old man's voice was thick and serious, "As punishment, Priest Wumi will not leave the altar for eternity until you are forgiven by the witch!" β
But...... High priest, he's so young.
Stay on the altar forever, that's his life.
His life is still so long, so long......
It's not fair.
Bai Shi opened his mouth, and just as he wanted to say something, he heard Wu Si speak.
"Wu Si receives the punishment."
In a word, blocking all the words that Bai Shi wanted to say.
He said he confessed.
But he's obviously not wrong, is he?!
He had been a high priest since the day he was born, and no one had ever asked him what he thought, and now, because of one of his departures, he was going to be crucified on the altar forever!
It's not fair!
"Because of the departure of Karashi, the birth of the witch will be unknown."
After the old man dealt with the affairs of Wusi, he looked at the demons around him with a serious expression.
The priest is a very magical existence of the demons.
As long as the priest stands on the altar, he can feel very clearly when and where the witch was born, which is the natural feeling between the priest and the witch standing on the altar.
But now, because Karasumi had left the altar, the connection with the witch had been severed.
In other words, it is now unknown whether and where the witch will be born.
This is also the reason why the demons resent Ushi.
Because of Wu Si's departure, the witch they had been waiting for for so many years lost news with them.
But the demons forgot that they were just used to the devotion of the priests, to the priests standing there day after day, year after year, rain or shine.
They were accustomed to these things, so they took it for granted that these were the things that the high priest should pay.
But it shouldn't be like this, is it?
It's just that the demons have forgotten.
The old man's expression was serious: "But please don't worry, the witch's body exudes a different aura from other demons, as long as the demons belonging to the priest clan see it, they can recognize it at a glance." β
When the old man said this, he swept away all the demons present.
Didn't perceive a different breath.
It's all normal.
"We will deal with this matter as soon as possible and give an explanation to the other demons."
The old man said this, the crutches in his hand should have been very old, and when he touched the ground slightly, a layer of induction enchantment appeared around his body.
When the barrier touched Bai Shi, there was no response.
Seeing this, the corner of his mouth finally hooked up a smile.
The old man didn't find the result he wanted, and he wasn't in a hurry: "Today's matter is over, the witch will find out as soon as possible, everyone, please go back first!" β
The old man is very prestigious in the demon clan, and after his words, although there are still many demons who are dissatisfied with the final result of this matter, they don't dare to make a mistake in front of the old man, and they disperse one after another.
Bai Shi stopped in place and did not move for a long time.
The old man just glanced at Bai Shi, didn't say anything, and turned to leave.
Only the black man in the center of the altar was left, kneeling alone on the ground, as if he did not even have the strength to stand up.
Bai Shi's eyes were still closed.
It wasn't until he heard the sound of Suosuo's clothes rubbing against him that Bai Shi slowly opened his eyes.
I don't know when, Kurumi has already stood up from the ground.
Standing in front of Bai Shi, the tall figure was able to envelop her.
"Crying for what?"
In fact, Wu Si rarely talks to others.
When he was with Bai Shi, it was when he talked the most.
It's just that he doesn't speak often, and he never comforts anyone.
He couldn't see her crying.
A pair of blood-stained hands caressed Bai Shi's eye sockets, wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes.
Bai Shi turned his head away and stopped looking at him, but replied a little stubbornly: "I didn't cry, my eyes are not very comfortable." β
Bai Shi heard a chuckle from Wu Si.
It was clear that she was so badly injured, but the corners of her mouth were hooked, revealing a smile she had never seen before.
Wu Si rarely laughs, at least Bai Shi rarely sees it.
"Bai Shi," Wu Si called her name softly, with gentle emotions in his tone, his face was clearly pale, but he tried his best not to tremble in his voice, "I don't hurt." β
He said, I don't hurt, don't cry either, okay?
Bai Shi had already stopped his tears, but probably Wu Si's words were too naΓ―ve, and Bai Shi listened to it, and he didn't feel sour again.
"Lord Priest, it shouldn't be like this."
No, it shouldn't be like this.
Wu Si chuckled and looked at the silent magic lake in the distance.
"I heard that there is a bird in heaven called 'Bliss.'"
"That bird is the embodiment of purity, snow-white, and where it appears, it can bring endless bliss, so that people forget their troubles and sorrows, and there is only holiness left in their hearts."
"But Bai Shi, there is no holiness in the heart of the devil."