Uncle Yuan is a kind-hearted person......

Leaving the raw meat factory, Wei Wei greeted the workers in the factory with a smile on his face.

I thought about what I looked like when I gouged out their eyes, and when I turned around and said goodbye, my expression was even gentler.

He drove the car and walked on the streets of the scrap iron city at night with some interest, watching the sky drift with a light rain and distorted lights.

Tonight's harvest was great.

Except for the fact that it's useless.

How much is Uncle Yuan still angry with himself, so he deliberately gave himself this clue?

We all know that places with traces of high-level transcendent encounters often represent danger and fear.

There are powerful high-level transcendents, such as bishops, or agents.

A single thought can turn a wilderness gathering point, or even a city, into a paradise for demons.

And where they have fought each other, even after three years, there is no guarantee that there will not be some will left.

If you venture to investigate, if you are lucky, you will find nothing, and if you are unlucky......

…… Anything is possible.

And this is exactly what I like about Uncle Yuan, right?

It is a virtue to deceive people with the truth......

Although the place I want to go to is the Church of the Faceless God, maybe the last place I want to go, but for work.

Many thoughts flashed through Wei Wei's heart.

After all, he suddenly made a decision, turned the steering wheel, and drove towards the west of the city.

……

……

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

It was the dead of night, and the church was empty, except for the hall, where a few candles were lit faintly.

Outside the church, not far away, the garbage mountain was like an undulating monster in the dark night, and the only lamp beside the garbage mountain that had not been smashed by anyone shone on the rats found in the garbage heap, distorting and elongating the shadows of everything.

"Bang Bang ......"

There was a heavy knock on the door again, and the nun in the side hall came with a chandelier and leaned over the crack in the door to look out.

In the middle of the night, in the middle of the night, she didn't dare to open the door.

"Who?"

“……”

No one answered, but a gun came through the crack in the door and pointed it at her forehead.

The nun was almost frightened, and trembling opened the door of the church, and the man outside the door slowly walked into the church.

"You...... What do you want? ”

The old nun shuddered and explained in fear: "We don't have any money here, and the bank is ...... not far ahead."

"There was no money in the bank at night."

The man whispered, a smile slowly appearing on his face: "Moreover, I am here to visit relatives." ”

"Visiting family?"

The old nun was taken aback, and the expression on her face was visibly surprised and frightened.

Looking at her face, which already had a lot of wrinkles, Wei Wei couldn't help but think of the scene when she was in a bad mood before, she pulled the naughty children into the office and stabbed them in the thighs with needles, and the smile on her face was much gentler.

The gun reached out to his forehead and rubbed it, and said with a smile: "Don't you remember me?" Sister Hsu. ”

"You ......"

The old nun looked at Wei Wei blankly, trying to open her cloudy eyes, but obviously didn't recognize it.

Wei Wei is not in a hurry to introduce himself, the gap between his current self and three years ago is too big.

Few people can recognize it at a glance, except for Ye Feifei, a guy with an amazing memory and always being unlucky.

He smiled and turned his head, slowly looking around the church. Before today, he didn't think he would come back.

The years of living in this church were boring and boring, and there were many things that could not be angered.

Rows of dilapidated benches, a few white candles lit in the corners, dusty multicolored glass, and the statue of the Faceling God in black robes with his hands on his chest facing the church hall, but without any facial features or recognition.

I thought that my memory of this place had long faded, but I didn't expect to return here, and the scenes were so clear.

He remembered himself poking his head out of the church door and looking inside, and the nuns usually didn't allow them in.

He was also dressed in clean and neat clothes, and sang gospel hymns to the piano of Father Ann next to the statue of the Faceling.

Everything is just older than it was three years ago, but nothing has changed.

Clues are not found.

This is actually normal, the ability of the transcendent is weird, but there are only a few who can keep it for three years.

Perhaps, I also understand, but I just want to find an excuse to come back?

"Squeak......

The side wooden door next to it made a faint creaking sound.

Wei Wei turned his head to look and saw a figure leaning behind the door and cautiously looking inside.

"Hello......"

He greeted with a smile, and then said, "Don't wake up the sleeping children, you come in too." ”

The figure behind the door trembled, but it was clearly not intended to enter.

Wei Wei pointed a gun at him, and outside the wooden door, a little nun in a black and white robe was stunned in place, and under the hint of the crazy eyes of the old nun next to her, she quietly walked in, intertwined and held her hands, and stood honestly by the wall.

"That's right, I'm just coming back to visit my family."

Wei Wei smiled, continued to point the gun in the direction of the window, and smiled: "You come in too." ”

By the window, a trembling face appeared, another familiar face, and the fat cook in the restaurant was still here.

He had a fierce face, and he still had a rolling pin in his hand, facing the muzzle of the gun, he couldn't help but tremble, and his fat figure turned in from the window with some difficulty, and stood honestly next to the little nun, and the rolling pin was also hidden behind him.

"Don't be afraid, I really don't mean anything."

Wei Wei sat down on the bench, checked the bullet in the gun, and snapped it back again.

Smiled and swept over them: "Is it just a few of you?" ”

Except for the young nun who was born in the eye, the other two people can remind him of many good memories.

For example, the meal that can never be eaten, the thigh that is pierced by needles, the obscene eyes of the little girl, and the farm work that cannot be done at a young age.

There are also children who were adopted by so-called good believers and came back a few months later, and since then their eyes are glazed and they are afraid to take a bath.

His smile grew softer and he slowly lit a cigarette.

"Where's Father Ann?"

“……”

Only when this question was asked, the expression on his face was slightly restrained.

Maybe the only thing I don't want to see when I come back is him, right?

The old and funny old man always wore a little funny-looking red hat.

When he was in a welfare home, he was the only color that made people feel warm.

After all, he will patiently tell himself some knowledge, tell himself about the outside world, and talk to himself about how a person should learn to listen to his heart, decide what he wants to do, and how to control his anger......

Maybe I don't want to see him, just because my current self is different from before?

Or perhaps, he hated him a little in his heart, but he didn't show up when he and Xiao Qiqi needed him the most.

Later, Xiao Qiqi and they all died......

Memories of scenes appeared in his heart, and the expression on Wei Wei's face slowly disappeared.

He even regretted it a little after asking.

I don't know what to say after meeting Father An, whether I should continue to smile or put on a face.

I don't even know if it's time to put the gun away right away.

……

……

"What...... What Ann? ”

But unexpectedly, the old nun listened to Wei Wei's words, but hesitated slightly.

Wei Wei was stunned for a moment and said, "The priest who can play the piano in the church, is he no longer there?" ”

Several people on the opposite side were also stunned, looking at each other, as if their expressions were a little confused.

"...... in the church"

The old nun was frightened, but she still had the courage to reply: "There is no priest surnamed Ann in the church......

"Huh?"

Wei Wei turned his head to look at the old nun.

Some didn't understand why she was telling such a lie.

Father Ann was the only male clergyman in the Faceling Church before.

I still vividly remember how he would sometimes go up to the front desk to preach to the few believers, and I remember that he always sat quietly on the steps of the courtyard with a book in a red cover, looking at the children around him with gentle eyes.

Why did she say no?

Sensing Wei Wei's frown, the old nun was also a little frightened.

"Not really......"

She tried to explain: "We are a small place here, so no priest has ever come......"

……

……

Wei Wei's pupils contracted suddenly.

He realized that the old nun's appearance did not seem to be lying.

A vague premonition came over him, and he suddenly said nothing, turned and walked towards the side door.

Striding through the side door, he came to the courtyard of the welfare home, and before he had time to look at these impressions that were very vivid in his memory, he pushed open the door of the welfare home, and came to the room with bunk beds, breathing a little heavily.

On the bed, the few children were awakened and leaned to look at him as he entered.

Wei Wei exhaled deeply and stuffed the gun back into the pouch.

He didn't speak, but his eyes swept quickly, and he saw an old photo posted on the wall.

Above, is one of the few group photos taken by the children in the welfare home.

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……

But when his gaze swept to the photo, his expression couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

Everything in the photo is the same as I remember at that time, including the position of the children.

He even saw horse clips, sweet potatoes, matches, and Xiao Qiqi with two pigtails on his head in the photo.

With a sharp sting in his heart, he pursed the corners of his mouth and swept his gaze over the photo.

He saw himself who was always angry at that time, standing next to the photo, surrounded by the honest fat cook.

However, there is no Father Ann on the photo.

I was standing next to Father Ann at the time, but there was no him in the photo.

There was a fat chef standing next to him, but at that time I remembered very clearly that the fat chef was in charge of taking pictures......