Alda was frightened by these completely detached thoughts of herself, and hurriedly shook her head and shook the very grotesque thoughts in her mind, walked to Yang Yi's side, pulled out the wooden chair and sat down, and said, "Say, what have you been through." ”

Yang Yi sat on the chair and held the teacup in both hands, Alda's gentle eyes and tone, as well as his bitter but sobering Ningshen Flower Tea, calmed Yang Yi's surging memory, allowing Yang Yi's eyes to pass through the thin mist rising from the mouth of the teacup, and his thoughts were pulled back to the town of Lister and the village of Dakuru, and he was stunned for a long time before he began to speak slowly.

“...... Eventually, we had to set fire to the entire village of Dakuru. Only in this way will the residual yin and evil aura not spread. After Yang Yi finished the last sentence, he was shocked to realize that the Ningshen flower tea in his hand had already cooled.

Alda listened quietly throughout the whole process, without interjecting a word. It wasn't until Yang Yi finished the last sentence that he got up and poured out the cold tea for Yang Yi and re-brewed the new boiling water.

"I'm sorry to put you through this, my child. Handing the water cup to Yang Yi's hand, the old man patted the back of Yang Yi's hand with gentle movements, and his kind eyes brought a deep sense of distress.

"No, I'm glad I was able to go through these things, they made me grow and become more mature. The next time I face such evil, I won't panic like this time. Yang Yi paused, and looked up at the old man with a hint of pain: "It's just, what is Anji? I have never seen a girl with such devout faith." She genuinely believed in the best things in life, but as a result, she suffered the most. From mind to body. When the last day came, she was in a state of devastation. It's not fair!"

Alda sighed, put her fingers into Yang Yi's hair and gently stroked the top of his head, and said softly, "Demons, what they like to play with the most are people's hearts, they create pain, enjoy pain. A girl with a pure heart like Angie has always been their favorite toy. ”

"Toy?" Yang Yi's jaw tightened, revealing the anger and hatred in his heart.

Alda shook her head: "Child, don't let anger and hatred blind your eyes. That's what they're trying to achieve. When there is only anger and hatred in a person's heart. One of his feet had already stepped into the quagmire of the abyss, and his whole body was full of flaws, and it became very easy to erode him. ”

"Seeing that kind of thing, let me not be angry. No hatred. It's hard!"

"It's hard. But why don't we look at this matter in a different direction?" said Alda, "What Angie has. And it's not just her tragic experience. In fact, in this battle with the devil, it was Anji who won. ”

Yang Yi Huo Ran raised his head!

The old priest smiled and nodded: "From beginning to end, that girl's heart is pure. It was not polluted, her soul was not defeated! When evil came, she bravely stood up and imprisoned it with her body. After it was invaded, she firmly restrained it and confined it to Dakuru Village, so as not to harm more people. At the end of the day, do you see that she has any complaints? How many people can do what she has done?"

Yang Yi remembered Anji's last moment, yes, she was scared, with the instinctive fear of death, but she really didn't have a word of resentment about everything she had suffered from beginning to end. At that time, her body was in extreme pain, but her eyes were calm, and she calmly told Wood what had happened. And then sincerely thank them for freeing her, a person full of resentment can't be so sincerely grateful.

Until the song she sang in her mouth at the end of the day, it sounded like a sad song when her heart was full of sorrow. But from another point of view, how is it not a song of longing full of beautiful hopes and outlining a beautiful picture of Tianyuan?

Villages, cows and sheep, wooden houses, streams, mills, maroon braided girls. A few strokes painted the favorite scenery in Anji's heart. It's not necessarily the most beautiful, but it's warm and sweet enough to be nostalgic.

Such a girl will definitely go to the happiest paradise!

In this way, Yang Yi was relieved in his heart.

As a result, my state of mind became more determined!

I will give everything I have to resist the invasion of evil and protect my love!

Hats off to Angie!

Alda watched Yang Yi's pupils burst into brilliant brilliance, making the boy's eyes glow. A relieved smile appeared on the old man's face, and he knew in his heart that this kid had learned what he really should have learned through this experience, just as he expected Yang Yi.

There will be more setbacks and blows ahead of you in the future, so work hard to grow and become a guardian. Protect all the good things!

The old priest lowered his head, kissed the young man's forehead with full care, and said, "I'm tired, go to bed early." ”

Then Yang Yi climbed into the simple bed, and the exhaustion of his body and mind made him fall asleep quickly. Alda sat on the edge of his bed and watched him fall asleep, humming an ancient incantation song all the time, sprinkling her blessings and hopes on the sleeping boy—

The next morning, when Yang Yi got up, he only felt refreshed. In a good mood, he ran to the kitchen to fry eggs for himself and Alda, served them with crisp and refreshing coarse bread, and poured them with the strawberry jam that Alda had made herself, and rushed out of the house to find Alda.

The old priest had set up a desk under a tree not far from the front of the room, and was burying his head in drawing some intricate magic circle on the table, and the leather used to draw it was piled high beside him. Yang Yi stretched out his head and just glanced at the patterns that Alda was drawing, and felt dizzy in front of him, they were not something that could be understood at his level.

"What are you painting?"

Alda raised his head from the case, Chong Yangyi smiled brightly, and there was a hint of cunning in his expression that was completely inconsistent with his age: "It was drawn for you." ”

"Huh?" Yang Yi was stunned: "What is it?"

Alda lifted a piece of leather, blew it to dry it quickly, and turned her head to Yang Yi with a malicious smile: "I call it the strongest and most fragile seal. Hey, why don't you just call it the Shackles of the Heart. ”

I don't know what Lu Dao is for, Yang Yi has a cold and very bad premonition in his heart. So he stubbornly asked, "What's the use of it?"

Alda took the bread from Yang Yi's hand and began to bite it, saying as she ate, "You haven't forgotten, have you? ”

Yang Yi nodded, where could such a thing be forgotten? Even if he deliberately wanted to forget it, numb himself to ignore its existence, that thing still couldn't be ignored like a fish in his throat. That was his biggest annoyance, and it always bothered him.

"It's a very powerful demon, so strong that I can't do anything about it when you let him run out of your mind. And as soon as you feel extremely threatened, or your life is violated, in short, when your mind is lost, it will come out. It's terrible, and when you can't control yourself, you can hurt a lot of people unintentionally. ”

Yang Yi nodded again, there were too many lessons for letting it run out and hurt people. Those poor knights, the loudspeaker robber in the bank, Li Guang, and even those close to him like the big brother of the Shi family, Alda, have all suffered from their own poisonous hands. In addition to not feeling very guilty about killing that big horn, Yang Yi has a guilt that cannot be appeased in the hearts of everyone else. This has become Yang Yi's heart disease, and the most fearful thing is that one day he will lose his mind again and shoot at Zhu Shanhua, who lives under one roof. Compared with Alda, who has various skills, her mother has no ability to protect herself at all, and can only be completely slaughtered by herself, which Yang Yi can't accept.

"So I've been working on this, ever since I knew that you and Raymond were going to change around, and I was working on this. Raymond's little guy has been teaching him the demonic ability to control himself since I took him in, not that I am boasting, I am teaching him to be many times better than you in this regard. ”

Yang Yi listened, and only felt ashamed, he was also a demon boy, others were like that, and he was like this......

"Even if you can't control your demonic form well, sealing it is the best way. I guess a kind kid like you would love to seal it up, right? Because you don't want to hurt someone, even if it's something you can't help doing. It can also fill your heart with pain. ”

Yang Yi nodded desperately, the old man really understood him very well. It's a great thing to be able to seal the weird things in your body.

Alda continued: "I borrowed from the wizard's sealing array and the temple's sealing array, combined the two, and finally designed such a set of sealing arrays. Proudly raising the bread in his hand, the old man's expression was filled with excitement and a little smugness, and he said, "It's not easy to finish it, but I finally got it." It has the strongest and weakest sealing ability in this world. Only if you meet the conditions, you can definitely not let the demons in your body escape. ”

The strongest and the weakest?Yang Yi was confused, what kind of contradiction is this?

Alda explained, "The strongest refers to its absolute sealing ability. The weakest means that it itself is very fragile and easily destroyed. In other words, its effect depends on your mind, and if you have a persistent mind and don't want to hurt others, then it can firmly control the demon in your heart. In other words, the stronger your state of mind, the more powerful the seal. On the other hand, if you indulge yourself, it will be as if it did not exist, and it will have no effect. ”

Yang Yi understood, no wonder Alda would call it the shackles of the heart, its sealing ability completely depended on his own mentality. But...... The more determined it is, the stronger it becomes, and the less accountable it is to itself, the weaker its ability becomes. Yang Yi couldn't help frowning, isn't the effect of such a thing the same as nothing? (To be continued......)