"Look at you, you are quite old, but you still like to smoke so much that your lungs are rotten. We thought you would die of lung cancer, but you made us wait and wait until we couldn't even sleep well.
Tell me, why can't you just go to hell as soon as possible?"
"You may be dead at the age of thirty-eight, but it seems that you are not yet at the age of 'a lot'.
In addition, from the perspective of us Chinese people, after death, people should go to the underworld to be reincarnated. Where you want to be reincarnated doesn’t matter if you say it, nor does it matter if I say it.”
The man stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and took one last look at the beautiful city with bright lights. When the sparks were about to burn to the cigarette butt, the man put out the cigarette butt.
Turning around, the soft moonlight shone on the man's stern face, and there seemed to be a hazy white frost between his frowning brows.
"If it weren't for your virus, my lungs would not have rotted so quickly no matter how much I smoked. Moses, God created you to serve God's people, not to bring viruses and wars together."
Bring it to the people and send them to God.”
Standing opposite the man, the blond noble man with blue eyes gently shook his finger.
The masterfully crafted white suit made the blond young man look like Prince Charming in a girl's dream. However, the twelve blood-stained gunmen behind the young man wearing full-coverage invisible exoskeleton armor ruined this beauty.
The city is beautiful at night, but this building is very quiet. Obviously, order is not as equal as her makeup artist said.
"No, no, no, you are wrong. As God's chosen people, shepherds have the responsibility to eliminate unqualified lambs and heretics like you for God.
Zhang Xiao, you have proven your ability as a shepherd, but you should never refuse our invitation and try to pry into our secrets.
You have no idea what you are rejecting. You had the opportunity to be healthy and beautiful like us, enjoy a long life and endless wealth like Solomon, but now you have to face the wrath of God 'alone'.
It’s a pity that there isn’t even a heretic who can share the trial with you. The so-called ‘lonely person’ and ‘lonely star’ in China, I guess I’m talking about you.”
The smile on the blond noble prince's face suddenly condensed. He raised his head slightly and spread his arms. His expression was solemn and solemn, like a prayer, but more like a judgment.
“With the greatness of your majesty, you overthrow those who rise up against you; with your wrath like fire, you consume them like stubble.”
"For the LORD your God is a consuming fire, a jealous God."
"Zhang Xiao, it's a pity that you can't see the great battle of Armageddon. When Christ defeats the world and evil, God's people can live with Christ in the kingdom of heaven and enjoy eternal life... And you.
"
The young man smiled slightly.
"If you die before the Battle of Armageddon, you may not even have the chance to be cast into the lake of fire and brimstone and suffer. You will have to weep and gnash your teeth in Hades."
Facing the young man's opera-like chant, the man still looked indifferent.
"The Battle of Armageddon, isn't it the third world reshuffle? I'm afraid you have already forgotten how you lived in a concentration camp during the second reshuffle. At that time, the ashes of your ancestors were also
Is your smile as bright as yours?"
The young man's smile suddenly froze, and he stared at the man with a gloomy expression. Instead, the man raised the corners of his mouth, showing a wild and evil smile, full of temptation like a devil that teases people's hearts.
"Looking at you like this, you should have learned Talmud in vain, but I want to know before I die how you are going to cure my lung cancer. Maybe you can really make me regret it... Why don't you kill me?"
Me, I don’t want to die with regrets,
Forget it, I’ll do it myself.”
After saying this, the man pulled out the pistol from his waist without warning, pointed it at his temple, and pressed the trigger with a smile.
Gunshots rang out one after another, and the second shot hit the ceiling.
The young man with a gloomy expression put down his pistol and looked coldly at the man whose right hand was smashed but had a victor's smile on his face. He felt a strong sense of frustration in his heart.
He really didn't want to let the man commit suicide without knowing anything. He really wanted to see this man who always looked like a winner and was as cold as a piece of ice showing regret.
Even once.
Putting the pistol back into the quick-draw holster of his suit as if to compromise, the blond young man shrugged and accepted his defeat calmly.
“Adam and Eve only ate of the fruit of the tree of knowledge of good and evil. They were expelled from the Garden of Eden by God because they did not eat of the fruit of the tree of life.
But do you know that in this world, the tree of life really exists, and it does bear fruit, and the eternal life God promised to the elect really exists... This is not a biblical myth, but something I have seen with my own eyes.
Human cells can indeed divide uncontrollably like cancer cells while maintaining a healthy and benign state of directed differentiation. Not to mention your riddled lungs, even a centenarian can regain his youth.
, thirteen years ago, all the shepherds received the gift of eternal life.
Understand? This is what you have lost, and I feel sorry for you."
The man looked slightly startled. He frowned and thought for a moment, then nodded in understanding, and then showed a wry smile.
After witnessing this scene, the blond young man felt as refreshed from head to toe as if he had drank a can of cold beer in the summer.
So is this the pleasure of making this man deflate?
"But everyone is dead, who is left to eat the fruit of life?"
The young man suddenly stopped smiling, frowned again and looked at the man who didn't follow the routine.
"What do you mean by this? Aren't you going to eat the fruit of life for yourself?"
The man shook his head.
"When the people you love and the people who love you have left this world, what is the meaning of the fruit of life? Living alone, it is better to return to one place like Adam and Eve.
Moses, human emotions are limited in this life. The more you give to others, the less will be left. The longer you live, the less heart you have."
"So, this is why you rejected us? I can't tell that you are still a pretentious philosopher. To be honest, I'm a little disappointed."
"No, I reject you just to see that you are unhappy."
With a smile on his face that made the young man unhappy, the man said something that made the young man's expression change drastically.
"There must be a lot of shepherds in this area. Moses, let's see if there is really a God who can save you in this world."
The moment the nuclear button was pressed, the inedible uranium cake from the desert people turned into a miniature mushroom cloud and bloomed in the sky over Manhattan, sending the hot blessings of the desert veterans to the elites on the other side of the ocean.
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"Is this enough to clear the level? Who are you looking down on just a little bit of the game process? If you take it seriously, it's not enough to fill my teeth!"
"The black wizards and the dwarf elves are not enough for me to kill with just one finger.
Ha, I was able to kill six people on the way to class. I'm afraid Voldemort didn't have the idea of making trouble until he grew up listening to my stories. Greenwald didn't dare to tattoo his eyes even if he wanted to get a tattoo. Old Dengtou
When you meet, you have to call me grandpa and give up your position as principal.
I’m talking about whether magical animals can be transformed into repaying forms by using transformation spells, and only their heads are transformed into humans. This shouldn’t be considered animal cruelty. After all, they already have human heads, so it would be a bit too much to pursue it too much.”
"Oh, if I could control ancient magic in the end, would it have been a different ending? Lanlock's death was still too easy. He should have used the transformation spell to transform himself into a woman, and then handed it over to Professor Figo who was fed aphrodisiacs for a treatment.
A whole night of punishment..."
"Why doesn't this game have a love system? Using the Imperius Curse to fall in love can be considered a match of affection, right? Can combining different magical animals use magic to break reproductive isolation?"
"I feel like there are still some side plots that haven't been explored yet. Do you want to try it again? This time, I'll open a male side. Unfortunately, the new game can't install mods..."
Lin Luo sat in front of the computer and muttered for a long time. He noticed that his body was a little stiff and cold. The young man let go of the mouse and stretched out. For a while, his bones and joints rubbed repeatedly, making crackling sounds.
After sitting stiffly for more than 20 hours, his body relaxed a little. Lin Luo moved his eyes away from the computer screen. He wanted to wash his hands and urinate, but he unconsciously looked at the mirror cabinet on the right.
The oval half-length mirror reflects a young man with a gloomy and depressed temperament. His short, messy black hair is as intertwined as an old hen's henhouse, just short of placing a fertilized egg to hatch a chick.
Looking at the smiling boy in the mirror who seemed to be another person, Lin Luo was stunned.
He clearly has a handsome face, but it is perfectly suppressed by thick dark circles and kidney-deficient eye bags. His stooped body is not even considered sub-healthy. His pale skin color, which has not seen the sun, matches his slightly thin body.
He looked so bad that he looked like a sick man who was about to die.
Do your parents really want you to degenerate like this?
Just as his dead heart began to beat, the young man noticed the photo on the computer table. In the photo, a family of three stood happily in a pink peach blossom forest with smiling faces. Unfortunately, the peach blossom forest obviously has colors, and inside the peach trees
The three smiling faces are only dazzling white and black, which looks extremely absurd and weird.
Lin Luo smiled, he had mixed this color himself.
"Why are you thinking so much? Anyway, the car accident compensation will be enough for me to spend the rest of my life. I just need to wash my face and start a new business."
Patting his dizzy face, Lin Luo stood up and turned around. He felt his heart hurt and his vision went dark.
With a 'pop' sound, Lin Luo fell heavily to the ground.
In the mirror, the young man sitting quietly on the chair turned his head silently with a smile and pressed the power off button.
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"Ah! We should be able to set off soon, but it's a pity that we don't have time to practice casting spells. You should have practiced the spells we are learning before, right?"
The low voice belonging to a middle-aged and elderly man echoed in my ears, sometimes far away and sometimes close at hand, like the sound of another world.
"Professor, I have practiced those spells several times, but I may not be very proficient in them yet. The main reason is that I am afraid of hurting people."
The voice that appeared in my ears this time belonged to a young girl. Her voice was delicate and gentle, giving people the first impression of a good girl.
"Any skilled spellcasting requires long-term practice. To be honest, before you, I have never seen a student adapt to other people's wands so quickly. I guess you can achieve greater potential after you get your own wand...
…
As for this...well, this young man who is only wearing a pair of underwear...who pursues freedom too much, where did he come from?"
The middle-aged and elderly man seemed to have thought for a long time before he thought of using the word "excessive freedom" to describe the young man in front of him.
"Lin Luo, professor, his name is Lin Luo. I picked him up from the roadside. I knew his name from his whisper. He kept crying. I couldn't leave him there, so I brought him here.
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"Miss Christina, you are such a kind girl...
Judging from the fact that Mr. Lin Luo was unconscious and only wearing a pair of...well, not very elegant women's underwear, this Mr. Lin Luo may have suffered a despicable attack and robbery."
"The question now is, Miss Christina, why don't you put this unlucky Mr. Linluo on the side of the road and wait for the police to deal with it?"
The unfamiliar yet familiar conversation was accompanied by a gust of cold wind that made Lin Luo open his eyes. What came into view was the streets of London in the style of the 19th century. Under the hazy sky, the Union Jack flag symbolizing the spirit of the bandit was fluttering in the wind.
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His gaze shifted downwards. Five tall beasts with dragon heads and horse bodies were standing in a row, staring at him with eyes like cataracts. Behind the beasts was a passenger carriage loaded with goods.
The domineering carriage is located in the middle of the stone road. The coachman holding the reins and wearing goggles is okay. What does the owl that leers at him from the cargo box at the back of the carriage mean? Are you looking for something?
After glaring back at the strange beasts and owls without showing any signs of weakness, Lin Luo looked at the old man standing in front of the carriage door. The old man had short silver-gray hair, was energetic, and had a perky butt.
The rare dark blue cloak and robe were well made and looked expensive, but the slightly doubtful and hesitant expression somewhat destroyed the old man's sense of reliability.
Looking past the empty streets and the houses on both sides, Lin Luo finally tilted his head and looked at the black-haired girl who was supporting him.
The girl is about 170 centimeters tall. Her coat is a khaki winter coat. The bulging crimson lining exudes a faint fragrance that is not a perfume.
The black bow at the neckline was rising and falling with her breath as she breathed. The girl's quiet, soft and delicate face looked down at her at an angle slightly higher than her forehead, and her smart black pupils, as ink as water, shone with curiosity.
Lin Luo was stunned for a moment, then took a breath of London's cold haze, and his whole body began to tremble epileptically in the cold wind, just like the highest-grade vibrating cylindrical power bank in the charging slot.
What an invincible beautiful girl who combines Chinese and Western styles. Isn’t this the murderous and gentle female character that she created?
