Lord of the Tricks

Chapter 48 Arrival
"Brother Su, are you always this boring when you usually handle cases and track down information?"

Just after coming out of a small border town, Yu Ziqing couldn't help asking questions.

This small town, like the one Yu Ziqing entered before, is almost in a state of semi-paralysis, and there is also a thatched cottage area here.

Moreover, this small city has already been visited by the high priest of Baiyang Xiesi, who took away the so-called most devout family from the thatched cottage area here.

These days, they ran around non-stop. Yu Ziqing learned a lot from Su Li, but the process of tracking down information was really boring.

Especially for a low-status spy like Su Li, it was even more tiring, and he didn't have any particularly valuable clues.

Serious high-ranking spies are not called spies, they are called shadow envoys, and some even dare to put it on the bright side, and really treat it as a member of a country's envoy group, and go to the capital city of the earthquake.

It is not an exaggeration to say that there are valuable information everywhere.

It's a pity that Su Li couldn't go to that kind of place before, let alone now.

After working with Yu Ziqing these days, he also began to discover some problems, and felt more and more that if he followed Yu Ziqing's path, he might really discover something extraordinary.

Even without these, just what he observed, the three of Yu Ziqing and his party, was a big gain. He always felt that this guy who called himself Qing Ziyu had a problem.

It's weird, he knows a lot of unpopular things, but he doesn't understand a lot of simple things, and his behavior is even weirder, which is different from other people he meets.

But these are not important, as long as they can find a big piece of information, take revenge on Bai Yang's evil ways, and finally get a method to restore the broken arm from Qing Ziyu, a method that he can bear, then everything will be perfect.

Su Li didn't think it mattered who Qing Ziyu was before, at least he was his friend now.

More than a month has passed.

They traveled tens of thousands of miles across the southern border of the Great Earthquake, and visited dozens of cities, only to find out in horror that Baiyang Xiesi had almost occupied this line.

The bottom-level connection from the big earthquake to the big departure was almost cut off by Bai Yang's evil way.

And then, they tracked down the news that the troops on the border were all transferred away by the high-level officials of the earthquake.

Because of the internal strife inside the big earthquake, the big earthquake was divided into two parts, the east and the west, almost no one in the west, and people are active in the east. Now the north and south of the east, but for some reason, civil strife broke out, and the rebels came fiercely. The rebels became a mess in the central part.

So far, no one cares about Baiyang evil ways that harm civilians on the southern border.

Even Su Li and Yu Ziqing, based on the countless low-level information they have found, are basically sure that this time Baiyang Xie Si is different from the last time, and they have definitely been developing in secret for a long time.

Otherwise, it would be impossible, in such a short period of time, to quietly take down dozens of cities within tens of thousands of miles of the southern border of the Great Earthquake.

Now it is only necessary to change the city head flag, in name and in reality, they will be taken together, and the territory will be divided directly.

Those who are busy fighting for power and profit in Da Zhen probably won't pay attention to this news.

If you pay attention to it, you don't have the energy to care about it, and the throne may be lost. Who cares about the evil ways that have always only harmed the common people.

Unless the Virgin of the White Sun shows up publicly, and already has eight or nine levels of strength.

Su Li sent back the information he found to Dali, but he still hasn't received a reply yet.

"Let's continue to investigate and find out where they took the believers who were taken away. There must be something big about to happen."

……

In the snow-covered snow mountain, believers in white robes walked through the air and entered a cave continuously.

The interior of the cave has already been hollowed out, and the space extends in all directions, which is very large.

The sound of chanting turned into whispers, filling every inch of space here.

All the devout believers brought here have separate residences, and meals are provided on time every day, but all the conditions are good or bad, and those believers need to compete. The most pious people, the conditions are naturally the most Well, every seven days, the furthest behind will be kicked out.

Mrs. Li and Baigou were housed in a small courtyard, and they even had separate rooms.

After so many days, their family has not been reduced to the last place, but as they are eliminated, more and more people are thrown into the snow to fend for themselves, and they are only half a month away from the last place.

Mrs. Li's eyes were red, she no longer needed to read scriptures when she was chanting sutras, she was chanting sutras anytime and anywhere, even when she was sleeping, she was still muttering to herself.

The white dog can't compare to Mrs. Li, but he has been chanting sutras all the time when he is awake.

But even so, their family is also in jeopardy.

Baigou still can't understand, there is no one more pious than their family, why their family is still at the bottom of the ranking every seven days, precarious.

After the meal distribution was over, the white dog still liked to squat at the door, holding a bowl to eat, but without that silly guy, he couldn't see how delicious his food was. Although the food was better, it didn't feel so delicious.

When the white dog finished his meal and was about to go back, the smiling high priest walked over with his hands in his hands.

The white dog hurriedly saluted awkwardly, and the high priest responded with a warm smile and gave him a hint of encouragement.

Inexplicably, the white dog developed a bit of courage and barked.

"Master High Priest."

"Oh, White Dog, what's the matter?" The high priest's smile became warmer and warmer, which dissipated a lot of White Dog's anxiety.

"My lord, may I ask a question?"

"Of course, it's my responsibility to help the believers of Our Lady."

"I... I want to ask, my mother, even when she was sleeping, was chanting scriptures, and I never dared to slack off. Every day when I opened my eyes, I was serving the Holy Mother. Why...why our family has been ranked Behind?"

Bai Gou was full of apprehension, always feeling that he was questioning the high priest, but this kind of doubt had troubled him for a long time, and made him more and more anxious.

"Master High Priest, is our family not pious enough?"

The high priest looked at him with a smile, stretched out a hand, and touched his head.

"Have you begun to hear the guidance of Our Lady?"

"Okay...it seems to be that I often hear someone chanting in my ears, but I don't know who it is."

"Then this is not your problem. You are a good boy. Your devotion to the Virgin has been heard by the Virgin and she has given you a response."

The white dog understood the meaning of this sentence.

This is his mother's problem.

"But, my mother is the most pious person here." The white dog was a little anxious, and in his opinion, this was the most indisputable point.

There was a trace of pity in the high priest's eyes, and he said slowly.

"Yeah, your mother is the most devout person I've ever met.

But her piety is just to bring you, your family full food, warm clothes, and shelter from the wind.

She is the most devout, but not devout to the Virgin Mary. "

The white dog stood there blankly, he didn't quite understand, but he understood the last sentence, and his mind was greatly shocked.

But he also believed that this kind and best high priest would definitely not lie to him.

When he recovered, the high priest had already left.

He returned home in a daze, looked at his mother who was a little crazy, numb and chanting, for a long, long time.

For a full half a day, he did not recite sutras, but the sound of chanting sutras that emerged in his ears became more and more clear.

His bewildered expression slowly dissipated, and his bewildered eyes gathered divine light again, full of firmness.

He left the shrine where he was chanting, went to his mother's room, took out the blood-stained wooden thorn, and walked towards the shrine step by step.

While walking, he muttered to himself, the firmness in his eyes never wavered.

"Mother's devotion is not to the Virgin, that's not right.

Our family is the most devout to the Virgin Mary, no one can compare.

We give our all without expecting anything in return or mercy, just to serve Our Lady.

Our family is the most religious.

I am the most devout..."

He went to the shrine and stabbed the blood-stained wooden thorn into the back of his mother's heart.

Blood spurted out, infecting his hands, and the sound of chanting in his ears suddenly became louder, full of power that shocked the soul.

His eyes were stained with blood, and he could no longer see the complicated look in his mother's eyes when she turned her head, nor could he see his mother's appearance of giving up resistance directly.

And at this moment, he began to speak and began to chant sutras.

The sound of his chanting began to resound throughout the cave, and amidst the madness, it was full of solemnity, sacred and unshakable.

After a while, the white dog walked out of the house with a wooden splinter in his hand.

Outside the house, there were people kneeling respectfully all over the ground. The high priest stood there, holding a crown of thorns in his hand, standing there with a smile.

And behind the white dog, at some time, his father, his mother, his sister, and even all his family members who had died before him all appeared. They knelt there and worshiped the white dog.

The high priest stepped forward and crowned the crown of thorns on the head of the white dog.

Then he stepped back again, knelt down on his knees respectfully, and paid homage, with respect and joy on his face.

The spikes of the crown of thorns pierced the white dog's scalp and pierced his skull. This terrible pain caused him to remain motionless, allowing the blood to flow down his face.

The blood stained the crown of thorns into blood, and then into pure white.

The gurgling blood, like a stream, washed away everything on the white dog, the filth on his body, his long hair, his stubble, his clothes, his rough skin...

All of them disappeared, and the blood turned into a blood-colored robe, which was draped over his body.

The white dog closed his eyes slightly, and the newly grown hair was automatically coiled into a bun. His cheeks were like jade, his skin was like ice and snow, and there was a slight gleam of white light. It was so beautiful that people could feel close to it just by looking at it. People are in awe and dare not approach.

The white dog slowly opened his eyes, and the high priest below immediately kowtowed excitedly.

"Subordinate Liu Xin, welcome the Holy Mother."

(End of this chapter)