After wearing the wrong Meiqiang tragic vest

The silver moonlight still quietly shone on the main hall.

Tsuruze walked by with his head down, his blood dripping down his fingertips in front of the statue.The round blood spots splashed all around, glowing with a faint golden light, and made a chi-chi sound.

As if something was burning.

In an instant, the entire main hall became dark and unclear.The silver moonlight floating in the air condensed into thin lines, full of murderous intent.

He Ze turned his head and looked at the statue. He blinked and tilted his head a bit curiously: "Do you want to kill me?"

The idol didn't respond.

But he suddenly laughed, with a bit of cunning, and agreed to himself: "Okay! If you are really a god, kill me."

He opened his arms to meet the floating moonlight, with an expression that could be called pious.

Full of joy, he bowed his neck and killed.

"Free me from the shackles of this world."

The silvery moonlight lay across his neck, and the slender, white neck in front of the sharp line was as fragile as ice flakes, easily left with bloody scars.

The outflowing blood boiled, and the golden light burned the moonlight, boiling the moonlight in the room.

The temple suddenly darkened, and the moon was covered by clouds.

The blond-haired child suddenly showed a fickle look of boredom, his orange eyes were like ashes in the darkness, and sighed: "It really can't."

catlike.

He went back.

At this time, everyone's eyes fell on...

On Dazai and Young Zai.

Zhong also said with a little surprise: "Ah, I just said that I always feel that it looks very familiar."

That demeanor of always looking for death, that haughty attitude that sees through the world and is tired of everything, that tired expression that always wants people to rush up and punch them hard...

Isn't it just a rehash of mackerel? !

But You Zai showed a disgusted expression, and said loudly: "What do you look at, it doesn't look like it!"

Oda Saku stroked Youzai's hair, and said, "Isn't it?"

He solemnly repeated in a non-perfunctory tone: "It doesn't look like it at all."

As a precious treasure against the black mud essence, how could he not see it.

That child, he really wants to die.

The atmosphere was solemn, as if they were discussing something very serious, which caused the others to show some blank expressions for a while.

Two Luanbu snorted: "Idiot! A group of big idiots! Are they completely two extremes?"

Zhong also sneered: "Anyway, it's all the same."

Even though he said that, he couldn't rush over to give Tsuruze two punches.I can only continue watching in frustration.

The night passed in an instant, and the scene reappeared in which Tsuruze had bandages wrapped around his wrists and neck.

I don't know how he explained his wounds, but no one doubted his appearance, but took more care of him.

The specific manifestation is that everyone else is very busy, and only Tsuruze can wander around leisurely.

It even makes people want to make assumptions, whether he deliberately injured himself out of laziness.

"Choose children with spirituality every year, and take this spirituality as your own by devouring their flesh and blood, so as to achieve immortality..."

He stepped on the spring water with bare feet and looked not far away.

All spring water comes from a huge pool.It was a pool made of silver, and at the end of the pool was also a throne made of silver.

The pool is very shallow, the depth of the water flow is only at the calf.I don't know where the spring water comes from. It flows from the top of the city to the bottom, and it flows endlessly every day.

"This is the holy pool where the sacrificial ceremony is held. Only the chosen holy son is eligible to step into the pool and serve the gods."

The bishop did not know when he appeared, and looked at him indifferently.

"Holy Son? Is there anyone more suitable than me to be the Holy Son?"

With an innocent look on Tsuruze's face, he asked curiously.

Is there anyone more suitable to be a sacrifice than me?

He is indeed the most spiritual among these children.

The bishop didn't speak, but took a deep look at him and left.

There was an expectant smile on He Ze's face, and he slowly said to the nothingness in the sky: "There are still three days."

In three days, the chosen son will be sent to serve the gods.

If the god's statue can't kill me, then the god himself must be able to, right?

If it was the god himself, he would definitely be able to kill me without any fuss!

Thinking like this, he happily hummed a nursery rhyme he didn't know where he learned it, and bounced back to the temple.Anyone can see his joy.

It really looks like a kitten, bouncing around and scattering little stars all the way to people's hearts.

A resident who came out of the temple saw him, smiled and waved kindly, and gave him a big red apple, which was definitely the sweetest and biggest apple in the basket.

"Thank you uncle!"

The children thanked sweetly, and kept sending cute attacks around.Caught off guard, the other people who were so cute immediately surrounded him, patted their heads, squeezed their faces, and fed the cats.After a while, Maomao harvested a bunch of delicious food, which almost couldn't fit in his arms.

Tsuruze entered the temple with fluffy blond hair that had been frizzed.

He is always smiling, and it is rare to see him not smiling.With a smile like a soft cookie, the kid was easy to please.

Everyone in the entire temple also liked him, except for the bishop.Even the strictest nun just raised her eyebrows when she saw him come in like this, telling him not to eat too many snacks——

Because the chef of the temple also likes him very much, if he eats too much, he will collapse when eating.

Tsuruze agreed happily, and was very grateful for the care from others.

"Sure enough, I like humans the most!"

He held his face, his big eyes sparkling.

Even the audience who stayed out of the matter had to admit that they were cute at that moment.hateful!Who doesn't love kittens!

Only You Zai snorted unhappily.

Three days were fast forwarded.In the past three days, nothing special happened in the temple.

Except for the children who dwindle every day and the chewing sound that comes on time at night.

By the time the ceremony was about to be held on the third day, the originally selected hundreds of children had been reduced to more than 100.

No one seems to be puzzled by this.

Looking at this scene, Dazai smiled ironically.

These ogres enshrining evil gods seem to really regard themselves as merciful priests, pretending that even the sacrifice ceremony is dignified and solemn.

Who, seeing their expressions, would have thought that this was a ritual to take the lives of children?

In this strange city, all the residents came out.

If you were sitting on the sterling silver throne at the end of the silver pool at this time, you would surely be able to see everyone worshiping.

He Ze Shenlin walked out from the group of children, and he still wore a laurel crown woven with flowers on his head.

This blond child is as bright as the sun, he is undoubtedly the most dazzling existence today.

The faces of the other children beside him were full of hesitation, and they stretched out their hands to try to hold him.Already the high spirituality was reminding them that something was wrong with this ritual.

But those immature hands could only slide away from the expensive silk white robe feebly, unable to hold the chosen Son.

The expression on Tsuruze's face became more and more pious, and he walked step by step into the silver pool shining with holy light, praying in a low voice:

"Come, bring me... the eternal sleep I have longed for..."

The water in the pool boiled violently, and the robe that stretched to his ankles was corroded, but there were no scars on his clean calf under the cloth.

The light in the pool became brighter and brighter, even to the point of dazzling.The expression on Tsuruze's face gradually became a little dazed, and he turned to look at the bishop who was standing with other clergy.

The Bishop frowned—he seemed to never fail to frown.But the expression on this man's face at this time can make people see doubts and disbelief.

Someone rushed into the pool in disbelief, and was immediately corroded by the boiling pool water into a puddle of blood and melted into the pool. Even the bones melted, and the blood color soon became pale and transparent.

The pool water is still so pure.

There was no problem with the ceremony, and nothing wrong with the pool water.The problem is the existence of Tsuruze Shenlin itself.

Standing in the middle of the pool, the blond child surrounded by light seemed to understand something, with a mocking and sad expression on his face.The laurel wreath on his head rotted quickly, bleeding from the decayed flowers.

"Heh...haha..."

Under everyone's amazed eyes, he laughed uncontrollably. This intermittent laughter turned from low to high, and gradually became crazy.

The wound on the neck was torn due to excessive movement, and the blood soaked the bandage, and dripped into the pool as he arched his waist and trembled.

The light in the silver pool suddenly went out.

The sound of shattering came from everyone's ears. Even if they were not in the main hall at this time, a picture flashed before their eyes - the majestic statue of the god standing in the main hall was shattered.

A pitch-black, reddish liquid that looked like grease flowed out of the fissures of the statue continuously, exuding a dirty and unpleasant smell.The liquid burst into flames as soon as it came into contact with sunlight.

The flaming liquid flowed into the silver pool, turning the clear water into a dirty pool.

In an instant, all the clean streams in the cone-shaped city were polluted and turned into black-red grease burning with blood-red flames and foul-smelling.

Anyone living in the city who touched the liquid began to burn.Including priests, including bishops, all the people in this city who rely on plundering other people's spirituality to obtain immortality start to burn.

The entire city was filled with death and miserable wailing.

The remaining more than 100 innocent children were terrified by the sudden change, huddled together in panic, and called Tsuruze's name loudly.

I want to take him away from here.

Tsuruze was still laughing wildly.He covered his face with his hands, seemingly unable to restrain his emotional venting.

His body trembled unceasingly, allowing the golden glowing blood to flow out from the cracked wounds on his neck and wrists, dripping into the filthy pool and continuously emitting white smoke.

The bishop, who was also burning with bloody flames, walked towards the flustered children expressionlessly, and said, "God has sent divine punishment in this city. You are innocent lambs and will not be hurt by divine punishment. Get out of here."

His voice didn't tremble at all, as if he wasn't enduring the sharp pain of being burned by the flames.

Behind him, some priests had been burned into black and red coke, and more people were still suffering from pain, rolling and crying on the ground.

The children looked at him warily, not wanting to believe the bishop.and……

They all turned their heads to look at He Ze Shenlin who was still in the silver pool, still not wanting to give up on him.

With a low sigh, the bishop raised his hand and sent them out of the city.

He looked down.

There was blood and fire everywhere.The lovers died hugging each other, and the old people still knelt on the ground and prayed devoutly to the gods until they were burned to charcoal.

The husband hugged his wife and children tightly, his eyes flushed with pain and powerlessness, and he didn't understand why such a disaster would happen to them.

A crying woman hugged the ignorant and ignorant child tightly, grabbed the little hand that was trying to wipe her tears, and slowly strangled the immature and fresh life in her arms.

She didn't want her child to die from the pain of being burned by blood, so she was willing to commit the crime of killing her parents and children, and her whole body was burned to ashes in the next moment.

Until she was about to die, she still hugged the child's still warm body tightly.

Are they innocent?

Of course they are innocent, they believe in their gods devoutly, and they don't even know anything.

Are they innocent?

Not innocent at all, because their immortality, their prosperity and well-being are stolen by absorbing other bloody lives.

Even the kid,

Born with sin.