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"Secchia."

The old nun called the girl.

The girl raised her head, revealing a thin, pale face.

The door behind him closed and the room became dark again.

Yu Qian relied on his good night vision to see the flash of fear and panic on little Sekiya's face.

A small spark lit up the room, and a candle was lit by the old nun.

The smell of burning candle wax hung in the air.

Yu Qian frowned slightly, why are the people in the Holy See so neurotic that they like such ancient objects so much?

The old nun walked up to little Secchia, her face full of grooves and traces of time was extremely serious, and her sharp eyes were revealed under her taut eyelids: "Have you reflected on your mistakes?"

There was a look of confusion on little Secchia's face, and then she quickly said: "I have already reflected on it, Sister Supervisor."

She whispered: "I shouldn't quarrel with Linda. Even if she throws away my food, I shouldn't be angry. Anger is wrong and makes people's brains confused. I won't do this again." "

The old nun seemed dissatisfied with her answer: "Then please confess your faults to the Lord God and see if the Lord God will forgive you."

Yu Qian regained her energy, and she immediately locked her eyes between the old nun and little Secchia.

In the end, Secchia just picked up the cross on her chest: "O noble Lord God, I look forward to your blessing. I am a person lost in the darkness. I am confused, bound and fooled. Please give me guidance."

"I am willing to swear that I will be a qualified nun from now on. I will love everyone and protect all believers. I am willing to dedicate everything I have to my lofty ideals."

After saying this, little Secchia closed her eyes tightly and clutched the cross.

After a while.

Silence settled in the narrow space, and only the faint sound of breathing remained in Yu Qian's ears.

The old nun finally spoke, her expression still serious: "It seems that God has not forgiven you."

Little Secchia opened her eyes and her face immediately turned pale.

She was too thin, and her big, jewel-like blue eyes on her palm-sized face were particularly eye-catching. At this time, her beautiful eyes were filled with confusion.

Yu Qian:?

Where is God? When did He speak?

Co-authoring this is all a one-man show, right?

The old nun added: "You have no sincere repentance at all."

Little Secchia said weakly: "I am really sincere..."

"You still dare to quibble?" The old nun stared, her slack eyelids bulging with a scary aura.

Little Secchia immediately shut her mouth, shook her head timidly, and did not dare to speak any more.

The old nun looked at him: "You don't realize your fault. No matter how you repent, God will not respond to you. Do you know what your real fault is?"

"Since you are a nun, you must pray for everyone and think about everyone, not just yourself! Be a selfish person!"

The corner of Yu Qian's eyebrows twitched, what kind of fart was this.

The old nun continued: "You cannot keep selfish desires, do you understand what I mean? Secchia? Hand over what you have secretly hidden!"

"All children who come to the Holy See must abandon their former desires! You are no exception! This is proof of your loyalty to the ancient gods!"

Hidden stuff?

Yu Qian's probing eyes fell on the girl.

Secchia actually hides things secretly, which is really not something her character would do.

But she was still young at this time, so it was normal for her to be rebellious.

However, the Holy See is still as perverted as she thought. If people don't have desires, are they still human?

Little Seciya opened her eyes wide, then shook her head: "I didn't..."

Yu Qian saw the panic flashing in her eyes, she was lying.

This knowledge made Yu Qian immediately find the key to leaving here - the things little Sekiya hid must be her very important and precious items now.

This is the key to the first level, as long as you find it, you can pass. "Since you don't repent." The old nun snorted coldly. Under the candlelight, her face looked terrifyingly gloomy. "Tie her up!"

Yu Qian was stunned for a moment before she realized that the old nun was talking to her. Only then did she see a few rough hemp ropes hanging on the wall.

After receiving the impatient urging look from the old nun.

Yu Qian took two steps forward and picked up one of them.

She rubbed the hemp rope with her fingers, and her fingertips were immediately stained with some fine powder.

When I looked down, I saw that it was brown, which was coagulated blood.

She walked up to little Secchia.

The old nun said again: "Aren't you still confessing? Secchia?"

Secchia shook her head stubbornly: "I really don't, please believe me."

She really can't lie, she lacks confidence, and her eyes are evasive.

Yu Qian shook his head for her in his heart.

Sure enough, the old nun seemed to be ignited with anger. She raised her hand and pulled down the hanging ring hanging on the top: "Tie her to it!"

Yu Qian received the instruction and had some difficulty holding the rope.

Tie...the neck?

Is this going to hang little Secchia?

Shouldn't it?

If Seciya was hanged at this time, he would not have the chance to see her in the future.

In the two seconds she hesitated.

Little Saekiya bit her lip and stood up on her own, then honestly handed her hands to Yu Qian.

Yu Qian tied up her two wrists without changing his expression and tied the other end of the rope to the hanging ring.

The chair was kicked aside by the old nun.

Little Secchia was hung up with her feet dangling in the air. Her slender wrists were strangled red by the rough rope. It would not take long before the rope would wear out her skin.

The old nun said coldly: "You watch her here. When will she speak? When will you let her down? I'm going to see the other children."

After saying that, she left the solitary room.

Yu Qian looked at the door that was closed again, and then at the pale little Seciya.

She dragged the chair over.

Then, under Seciya's gaze, he sat on the chair.

"What are you hiding?" Yu Qian asked, crossing his legs.

Secchia looked at this weird "nun".

All nuns must maintain a graceful posture and are never allowed to sit or stand in such a manner.

Yu Qian waited patiently for her answer.

After a while, little Secchia said: "I didn't..."

Yu Qian smiled: "You can't lie at all."

Little Secchia lowered her head, her face hidden under her long hair.

She was malnourished at this time, and her long hair was like withered grass, frizzy and messy, and not at all as plump and fluffy as it would be in the future. She looked like a cheap doll that had been abandoned on the roadside.

Yu Qian saw that the rope had sunk into her wrists, and blood overflowed from where she was tied: "Hey, tell me, I won't tell that old witch."