It is I who they respect and love......

Or is it the image of my puppet?

When Xia Ming stimulated a trace of self-will five days ago, this question also appeared with the germination of self-will, and it has been firmly entrenched in Hina's mind.

If one day I abandon the image of a nun and abandon the setting of a puppet, will anyone still look at me with the same gaze?

Someone.

There is a person who knows the setting of her puppet and sees through the empty and empty heart behind her set life, still looks at her, takes care of her, and gives her meticulous care and warm feelings.

At some point in the past decade, Sheena occasionally had a hallucination in her heart, the respectful gazes of the townspeople in front of her, and the language of praise seemed like illusory homogeneous symbols, so similar...... And false.

Now she has finally determined that these are all false.

In the infinite falsehood of this town of Parra, there is only a real gaze that really falls on her through the fog, and there is only one person who does everything he does, all his care and tenderness, not to Sister Sheena, but to the puppet-like self who has lost the emptiness of his heart.

Five days ago, Xia Ming's careful and gentle actions, the occasional intimate contact and connection between these limbs, did not make Sheena's heart fluctuate.

Even if Xia Ming teased her and played with her body, she was a little blushing and panting under normal physiological reactions at most, but her eyes were still calm and still loving and tolerant.

Five days later, however, everything was completely different.

There is a man who is so real in this false town that he is looking at himself, touching himself, and caring for himself.

Only him......

Only him......

Xia Ming's fingers landed on her skin, causing a subtle ripple like spring water in her empty heart.

Xia Ming's scent fell on the tip of her nose, giving birth to a faint hint of ease and joy in her empty mind.

Xia Ming's words of concern and meticulous care, her heart gave birth to more and more waves because of him.

More and more often in her mind, the handsome and charming side face that belonged to him came to mind.

Even when I sang hymns and prayed every morning, my mind seemed to change from the noble and great gods to the appearance of a young man.

I can't help but want him to touch more, I can't help but want him to be more intimate and teasing.

But the boy is too serious, even when he sleeps with her every night, he puts his hands in a proper manner, never moves around, and never oversteps it.

It was only in the narrow space of the confession room that was separated from the black cloth every day, that the teenager sometimes jokingly played tricks on her body when someone came to seek confession, which made her heart rise with a sweet fiery and shy pleasure.

But it was just like drinking to quench her thirst, which made her feel more and more empty afterwards.

When the puppet realizes the hollowness in his heart, he longs for mercy and fills his heart.

Xia Ming flew away like a seagull.

She could still see him, and he was still hovering low in the sky, watching her.

But he no longer seemed to be attached to her golden sands.

The girl felt dazed, lost, and felt a greater emptiness.

She was born with an emotion called desire.

In the space of five days, two interesting things happened in the town of Parra.

One thing is that when a middle-aged man took a little girl to the river to catch goldfish, he knelt down and wept bitterly to the little girl, and vowed to catch enough 100 goldfish to beg for her forgiveness.

One thing is that after a contradictory quarrel between two neighbors in the town, a middle-aged man who lost his wife took his son to live in the neighbor's house, and often went out shopping with the neighbor's wife.

Xia Ming just smiled after hearing this, and in the past five days, he spent more time observing old Pearson.

Old Pi would visit him and Sheena every day, asking him if he was still uncomfortable living in this town, and if Sheena had taken good care of him.

At this time, he noticed that the old leather was holding the cross tightly in his hand, and the muscles of his forearm trembled slightly, as if he was casting a spell with all his strength.

This guy probably can't think of it, Ye's special ability is psychic immunity!

Every night, he quietly left Sheena's warm bed, walked into the church in the darkness, and saw the old skin's expression becoming more and more painful and hideous under the faint light of the faint moonlight and the spiritual lines.

Why did this guy choose to die with me last week?

What is his strange method of ending up together?

A spiritual item with special abilities? A weird psionic technique?

Just looking at it doesn't give you a clear answer.

The reason why Xia Ming waited for so many days was that he wanted to secretly find out Lao Pi's means to control Xina's mind, and secondly, he waited for Lao Pi to help but attack Xina in order to observe his details and counterattack, this guy should be the boss of this trial, but Lao Pi never made a move.

And now, there is no need to find out how Lao Pi controls Sheena, and he seems to have successfully helped the girl find her own will.

So, he decided not to wait.

Back in Sheena's room, he woke up the sleeping girl.

"Sheena, are you willing to make a doctrinal decision for me?"

The girl opened her sleepy eyes, looked blankly at the young man's solemn expression, and after a while, came back to her senses.

There was no expression on her face, but her heart set off a monstrous wave at this moment.

The self-will, inspired by the boy, struggled fiercely with the doctrine and rules taught by the bishop for many years.

I am a devout nun and I believe in the god of light......

I must obey the doctrine and keep the light......

"Sister Nun, if you do me a favor......"

Xia Ming stretched out his slender and slender index finger in the moonlight, and gently landed on his lips, and then dropped the index finger that had touched his lips and teeth to a distance of two centimeters on Sheena's lips, revealing a teasing expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"I'll let you taste this finger."

Rumble!

In an instant, the tsunami overturned all the land resistance.

The doctrine of the triumph of desire over bondage.

Sheena was completely attracted to the slender moonlit finger above her lips.

...... who touched Xia Ming's lips and teeth The taste of fingers!

Her cheeks flushed, and she shyly agreed to the boy's invitation.

And what reason could she refuse?

In the dark church, the sound of footsteps sounded.

Pearson, who was secretly struggling in pain like a wounded monster in the moonlight, suddenly turned his head and saw the figure that had emerged from the darkness as he walked through the rows of wooden chairs.

"Who would have thought that the Bishop, who was solemn and kind during the day, would be alone in the middle of the empty church at night in the moonlight, revealing such an ugly and hideous appearance?"

The psionic energy turned into an invisible tentacle and attacked Pearson, Pearson's eyes froze, and just as he was about to attack, the tentacle attack had arrived, colliding with the psionic barrier condensed around him, making a sound similar to glass shattering.

Sure enough, just like I thought, he was also a psyker.

Fourth order.

A remote and barren town has such a strong man lurking.

Xia Ming had already walked to the position of the first row of wooden chairs in the center of the church, and the tentacles made of psionic energy had firmly bound Pearson's body like a dumpling, struggling to move.

He pulled a chair and moved it to the center of the church.

The moonlight shone through the stained glass window of the dome, the lines of spiritual magic were shining slightly, his chic body leaned back slightly, sat on the chair in a big man's posture, crossed Erlang's legs, looked down at Pearson who was tied into a dumpling under his feet, and smiled:

"Old Pi, can you tell me what happened, what happened to Sheena, and ...... The truth about this town. ”