But Hecate's corrosive power has polluted his soul and is gradually eroding his vitality. Whether it is Evelin or Antu, they have tried many methods, but they have not been able to remove Hecate's power.
expulsion.
This corrosive force has the power of Hecate's godhead, which is the true power of the gods. Unless the Pope unites with the twelve archbishops to bless it, it is absolutely impossible to cure it.
Not to mention that his current body can no longer withstand any windmill fatigue. Even if he reaches the Vatican, can the church still gather twelve archbishops?
Do you really think that the archbishop is like a cabbage in the field, and you can make up for it by just grabbing one?
I noticed someone entering the door.
Andre slowly opened his eyes on the hospital bed. When he saw clearly who was walking in front of his bed, he didn't feel any joy in his heart. Instead, he felt an indescribable feeling of disgust.
Simply closing his eyelids: "You know I don't like you."
"It's normal for men not to like men. Besides, there's an age difference between us."
Xu Tong sat by the bed, smiling and not seeming to be angry at all. He picked up an apple, wiped it a few times, then put it in his mouth and started chewing it.
Andre was startled, that's not what he meant by his liking?
Looking at Xu Tong's cynical expression again, he suddenly felt even more bored. He frowned and said, "You stole the fruit of the God Lord, you thief!"
"That's borrowing!" Xu Tong spread his hands helplessly, resolutely rejecting such accusations.
"It's all the same. You don't believe in the Lord at all. Don't deny it in a hurry. I have never seen humility towards the Lord in your eyes, not even a little bit."
This sentence was somewhat beyond Xu Tong's expectations.
But he did not refute Andre, because what Andre said was true.
It was indeed difficult for him to have any respectful thoughts towards the God Lord whom he had never met before.
Not only because I am not a native of this world, but more importantly, I have no so-called reverence for gods in my bones.
Seeing that Xu Tong didn't speak, Andre continued: "But why is it you?"
Andre looked at Xu Tong's heart out of the corner of his eye, the devil's heart and the angel's soul. The combination of the two contradictions was a miracle in itself.
I have to say, he was jealous.
Even a devout believer like me has never received this honor. Even after death and the soul returns to heaven, after all, he is only a servant of God, not the god himself.
In contrast, because of the recognition of Archangel Michael, Xu Tong can sit on the same level as him in heaven, or even be of a higher grade than himself. How can this make Andrei feel balanced?
"I'm actually passive!"
Xu Tong added in a low voice.
These words hurt deeply, and Andre felt the pain in his heart. He said angrily: "Get out, get out now before I can't help but kill you!"
This time Xu Tong stood up and left obediently. He could clearly sense the murderous aura that Andre was suppressing in his heart at this moment.
It was obvious that the archbishop really had murderous intentions towards him.
Just when Xu Tong walked to the door, Andre suddenly said: "Leave Amantes as soon as possible, you are not safe here."
Hearing this, Xu Tong pretended not to hear, opened the door and walked out.
Until Xu Tong left, Andre slowly opened his eyelids and saw his hand popping out from the quilt, holding a dagger inlaid with gems. Looking at the dagger, Andre couldn't help but
He sighed, his eyes full of worry.
"Don't mind the child, Andre has this temperament, but he always yearns for light in his heart."
When Evelin saw Xu Tong walking out so quickly, she couldn't help but stop her discussion with Qiao Qian, and instead opened her mouth to comfort him with a smile.
"Hehe, it's just something I expected."
Xu Tong did not deny this. He came here just as a formality. After all, he and Andre couldn't get along from the beginning. There was no deep hatred between the two, but it was really difficult for them to sit together and talk and laugh.
As he spoke, he looked at Qiao Qian and saw that Qiao Qian's expression was not very good.
Evelin also noticed this and sighed: "My child, no matter what, your destiny is always in your own hands. No matter what the final result is, I will support you together without reservation."
Hearing this, Qiao Xi's expression gradually improved and she nodded heavily towards Evelin before walking to Xu Tong's side.
"Then let's say goodbye. If the Pope's messenger comes, you can ask him to come to Morgan's house to find me, or inform me in advance and I will go to the church to see him."
"Hahaha, it's not that troublesome. As far as I know, this envoy is quite casual. He may have come to your door on his own in the past few days."
Evelin smiled and sent the two of them out of the hospital. When she saw Xu Tong getting on the carriage, she suddenly remembered something: "Oh, by the way, Antu has to investigate some things recently. You have to go to the Inquisition every now and then.
Go there, otherwise I'm worried there will be trouble."
"OK!"
Xu Tong readily agreed.
Then Gandalf waved his whip, and the carriage slowly headed towards the city center.
Next, of course, comes the exciting purchasing process.
These two golden boys and girls walking on the street were already extremely eye-catching, not to mention that Xu Tong really didn't feel bad at all when he spent money.
All kinds of gems, all kinds to buy.
Coupled with Kevin's handsome face and the contrast with Miss Josie next to him, he is simply young, wealthy and with a beautiful woman in his arms. It is difficult not to attract people's attention.
Gandalf's carriage was almost filled to the brim with bags and bags.
But the two of them had no intention of going back, and Josie asked Gandalf if there was any fun place.
Gandalf scratched his head. Obviously, for him, the so-called fun places were those dark alleys, and the Roma girls in them were the most fun.
It's just that, facing a pure angel like Miss Josie, even Gandalf couldn't say it.
"Oh! Yes, today is a special day. There is a bullfight. It will be very exciting. You can go and see it."
Gandalf suddenly remembered something and suggested to Xu Tong.
"Bullfighting!"
Xu Tong seemed to have some impression of this matter. He remembered that when Gandalf took him to eat roasted pork chops last time, the boss mentioned it in the gambling report.
Qiao Xi had never been to that kind of place. As soon as she heard about such a place, she looked at Xu Tong with pleading eyes.
"Then go and have a look."
Xu Tong smiled and nodded, saying that he could go and see what the so-called bullfighting would be like.
When Gandalf heard this, he immediately waved his whip, changed the direction, and sent the carriage towards a small road.
There is no real bullring in Amantes, and the bullfights are only held in a relatively small manor.
When they rushed over, the outside was already crowded with people.
Those who cannot buy tickets can only stay outside and wait for the results inside. Most of these people are gamblers. They don't care about the process and only hope to get the results they want.
Gandalf talked at the ticket window for a long time, but it turned out that there were no tickets. Of course, you can pay to go in if you want, but you can only watch in the narrow corridor with the farmers.
Gandalf knew very well what those stinky farmers were, so throwing the golden couple, Master Kevin and Miss Josie, into them would have been like snow-white paper thrown into the stinking ditch.
So Gandalf could only rush back with an apology.
After hearing Gandalf's words, Josie couldn't help but sigh with disappointment: "Then go back."
"No, wait a moment."
Xu Tong took her little hand and signaled to wait.
Not long after, a thin figure emerged from the crowd and waved towards Xu Tong.
"Let's go, follow me."
The speaker was thin, wearing gray clothes, and had a pair of wretched little eyes. He was none other than Damu.
It turns out that when we joined the team, everyone introduced each other's identities in the script world. Damu worked in the bullring.
After learning that there were no tickets, Xu Tong called out to Da Mu in the team.
For such small things, Da Mu is naturally very happy to help, but of course not for free.
After taking a check handed over by Xu Tong, Da Mu folded the check in his hand and threw it into the prop book. He also took out a bag of coins and threw it to another person behind him.
After weighing the weight a few times, the other party opened the side door and let them in.
"Omu-kun, you and Mrs. Anman didn't have any difficulty getting the invitation letter last time, right?"
Everyone was walking and chatting, and Xu Tong lowered his voice and mentioned this matter.
Damu sighed and said helplessly:
"We got the invitation, but the other person had already committed suicide. He was a magician, and it is said that he was also a very famous fortune teller. But when we found him, he had been dead for some time, and his body had turned smelly.
."
Because Xu Tong and Zhao San had learned from the past, Mrs. Anman and Zhao San were fully prepared for this operation.
As a result, when they looked for it, they discovered that the magician had locked himself in a prop box. The strange thing was that the box was locked from the inside.
The magician holds the key in his hand, which means he suffocated himself inside.
“Are there no other clues??”
Xu Tong frowned and asked.
Da Mu thought for a while and whispered what he knew to Xu Tong:
"I don't know if this is a clue, but his prop room was rummaged around like a thief. After counting, his family found that the cash and gold and silver jewelry were all well preserved.
The thief did not steal these valuable things at all. The only thing missing was a set of tarot cards designed by the magician..."
