Neo beckoned, stopped a taxi, and then waved for Earl Recar and Dali Wenluo to sit in with him.

"Where are you going, gentlemen?" asked the taxi driver. "Just stop outside Mink Street."

"Mink Street is very big, can you be more specific? For example, I can have a rough idea of ​​the number.

"Detour as you please."

Neo took out two 100-face rael from his pocket and handed them to the driver.

"Okay, I see. By the way, sir, did you just come from Wayne?" "Yes, that's right, I didn't have time to change the money."

"Our Luo Jia's recent weather is about to catch up with Wayne, right?"

Neo turned his head and looked out the window, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the depressive feeling that it seemed to rain but it hadn't finished yet was extremely solemn.

"Yes, that's right, I'm used to the same bad weather."

"I have a cousin who is also in Wayne, works in a stock exchange in Yorktown, earns a good salary, and is married to a nobleman.

"On the street in front of the gate of the York City Stock Exchange, the people who pitched tents and slept on the street were all down-and-out aristocrats.

"Oh, that's right, I understand, I was envious of him at first, haha."

Count Recar, who was sitting in the back, asked, "Why don't we go directly to the young master's house?"

Neo said without looking back: "We set off earlier than your young master, and your young master has to arrange and arrange. It's hard to say whether you have passed the boundary marker at this moment. To be a guest at someone's house, you have to wait at least Let's go home first.

What are you rushing to do now?

Are you impatient to talk to the sleeping old man, or help him wipe his body? "

Earl Recar immediately trembled when he heard this, and hurriedly waved his hands and said, "This is terrible."

Neo laughed and said, "As for this, your seniority is higher than Pu'er, and Pu'er watched that grow up."

Earl Recar retorted: "In terms of seniority, the great God of Order is considered a lower seniority among the main gods, but who dares to really mention his seniority in front of him? Besides, that... is indeed the God of Order. Elders of God.

"

Neo nodded: "Sounds really reasonable."

Immediately, Neo stretched out his hand to the back, lifted the lid of the bamboo basket in Dali Wenluo's arms, and took out a big bright red apple from inside.

Dali Wenluo couldn't help reminding: "You eat less, I don't bring much this time." Neo: "I thought you brought it for us to eat on the road."

Dali Wenluo: "It's not suitable to go empty-handed for the first time. It's better to carry some fruit baskets." Neo agreed while chewing the fruit:

"It's better to be taught by you."

"Come on, help me recite together."

"Yes, Mr. Alfred."

Vic carried a heavy notebook on his back, while Alfred, who was walking in front, carried a radio on his shoulder.

Today, the two dresses are also opposite in style. Vic wears a serious dress, while Alfred wears a wine-red slim-fit suit.

In his memory, this was the first time Vic saw Mr. Alfred's attire like this. It wasn't ugly or unrefined, but it conflicted with his previous status as a "preacher".

"Mr. Alfred, I just wanted to say on the way, you look very energetic today." "Because today, we all have to restore our original appearance."

"What? I'm sorry, I didn't understand." "I'll get it soon, don't worry."

After the two walked into the cemetery, they stopped in front of a tombstone. "Is he Mr. Hoffen?"

"Yes, that's right."

"It's a little bit different from what I imagined."

"In order to get kickbacks, the management of the cemetery requires a unified tombstone style. What's the difference?" "I just think it's a bit too ordinary. Thinking of such a powerful person being buried here, I feel a little uncomfortable."

"The Sect of the Principles doesn't have the First Order of Knights, although I believe that the Sect of Order is willing to open up to the Sect of the Principles, haha."

"It's different. The First Knights must guarantee absolute loyalty."

"What's the big deal, anyway, people from the Religion of Principles generally don't fight well, and even the high priest has invited Zun Sifus, the Religion of Principles, to continue to 'retire' in the First Knights after his death.

However, the tombstone is indeed a style, but the coffin is not the same.

The coffin that the young master chose for Mr. Huofen was the most expensive one on the front page of the funeral club. "How expensive is it?" "

"It's so expensive that it doesn't seem to have sold much since it opened."

Alfred placed the notebook in front of the tombstone. He should have pulled weeds and wiped the tombstone, but found that there were no weeds around and the tombstone was clean.

It should be that Mason would visit his father's friend's tombstone every time he "handed over" a new client.

"Look, here." Alfred pointed to an open space in front of him, "I was holding a golden retriever here at the beginning, and then I watched Master Diss and Mr. Hoffin seal the evil **** in together."

Vic: "Did you stand here?"

"No, kneeling." Vic: "..."

Alfred imitated the ritual initiated by his young master, took out the cigarette case and lighter from his pocket, inserted a row of cigarettes in front of Mr. Hoffin's tombstone, and lit them all.

Then he himself sat down by the tombstone, and said:

"I forgot whether you smoke or not, but there is no harm in smoking. The cigarettes of the Thunder God Sect are very effective and can also repel insects.

Those notes of yours were all given to the young master, but I was the first to read them. I was able to go from being a strange demon to today mainly because of the guidance of the young master in terms of spiritual beliefs, but it is also inseparable from the lessons learned from your notes. to the wisdom of nutrition.

I appreciate your gift, even without your prior consent.

All I am here to make up for now, I want to be your student, I hope you can accept me.

I will put these notebooks here first, and I will come back to get them after a while. If they are still here by then, I will think that you have agreed and intend to pass them on to me officially. "

After speaking, Alfred stood up, patted the dust off his body, then turned on the peanut tube radio he brought, and pressed the play button.

Immediately, a tune with a fast melody sounded, Alfred covered his mouth with his hands, and began to beat the beat, and he jumped along with it.

Vic raised his hands in embarrassment, wanting to follow but feeling uncomfortable.

Vic and Leon had a good relationship, and he knew that Leon had been using special rituals taught by the minister to honor his family members at home, such as lighting candles, burning paper money, and placing offerings.

But obviously, what Alfred is doing now does not belong to the minister's set of things, and it is a bit immodest.

"Mr. Alfred..." "Don't be noisy." "Okay.

At the end of three consecutive tunes, Alfred stopped. He lightly pressed one hand on the tombstone and said with a smile:

"It's really like a dream."

Looking around again, you can vaguely see a beam of light looming in the distance. All of this is really the same as before.

The arrival of the legion of order, the arrival of the elders of the temple... No, the scale this time is much larger than last time. The high-level members of order, whether it is the Holy See or the temple, should be paying attention to the feedback here. .

But in this mentality, it is still different after all.

Last time, the young master was left in the study by Master Diss, and he knelt here tremblingly watching Master Didis condense the godhead fragments to seal the evil god...

This time, the young master came back on his own initiative, and he came back too. up

Vic said: "Mr. Alfred, this time because we are back, it will be different. We can give Mr. Dees the greatest help."

Alfred shook his head and said: He

"Actually, there is no difference. For Master Diss, we only need to not hold back, which is the greatest help.

No

Do you think the young master came back to fight for Master Diss?

I don't think so, even if the young master is holding Kevin in his hand, he hasn't thought about it that way.

The young master just wanted to tell Master Diss that the former self was no longer his weakness. "I can feel that you look forward to Mr. Diess very much, and you are not inferior to the minister in the slightest." "

"That's right, I believe in Master Diss, just as I believe in myself."

talking,

Alfred put one hand on his waist and said with a smile:

"After all, I used to have a close fight with Master Diss!" The wind blew over the fallen leaves, bringing a little depression.

Alfred pointed to Vic and said, "Come here, help me set up the strongest defensive formation for these notebooks, so that they cannot be stolen."

Vic: "Does that count as cheating?"

"No, this is Mr. Hoffin's wish for me."

After the array was set up, Alfred breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand, rolled up Vic's sleeve, and exposed the bracelet inside.

"Karen Inmeles" was written on the bracelet.

For them, it was not difficult to sneak into Luojia City quietly, because the outer defense of Luojia City was completely in charge of their own young master, so it was not too easy to secretly let their own people in first.

But the reason why Luojia City is a restricted area of ​​the Cult of Order is that people from other churches, including strange demons, can come and go at will, but believers of Order are not allowed to peep here.

Rasma, the former high priest, is here. Apart from picking up newspapers to read some outside news, he can't have any substantive contact with the outside world.

This also led to Rasma's own information updates to the outside world being intermittent and generally lagging behind. It was all because Master Diss was asleep, but he had one eye open, watching Luo Jia City.

Alfred is fine, he will be fine when he comes back, but other people, such as Vic and the others, have some inappropriate identities. , everyone wears a bracelet with Karen's real name engraved on their wrists.

In order to express to Master Diss that he is his grandson's man.

"Well, I'm going to the radio building now."

"Okay, I'll go with you."

"No, no, no, you need to go to another place alone. Remember, after going out the door later, tell the driver, go to the church at the end of the lower street of Minke Street, there is an extremely important task point, I need you Get it in advance."

"Okay, I see, what if you encounter resistance?"

Alfred thought for a while and said, "You can get rid of him first." "Got it."

Vic smiled. His hands were itchy since the purge ended.

"Go, young man, the time has come to prove your piety to the young master. Didn't you say that you want to be a whip in the future? It depends on whether you can really afford the whip.

Whip..."

Vic answered immediately: "For the sake of order." "Go and whip the heretics!"

When Neo and Vic left the cemetery, the pile of notebooks that had been placed in front of the tombstone with layers of thick defensive formations suddenly flipped by themselves without wind.

What disintegrated during the flipping was also the formation covering it.

Gradually, each notebook floated by itself, and began to float around the tombstone. The text inside also gradually appeared in golden fonts;

The golden light curtain shrouded the tombstone with a sacred feeling, and it was no longer the same as the surrounding tombstones.

An illusory figure looms in the light curtain.

He seems to be reading a book, taking notes, researching, laughing, depressed, crying...

Inside, it records his life, his joys, sorrows and joys; at the same time,

It is also His life. The principle of theology, the Holy See.

Sifus was sitting on a chair, looking at many himself around him, busy reviewing documents. "Hey, it doesn't seem too difficult."

Sifus feels good about himself as he strokes his beard while admiring "his work."

At this time, a luxuriously dressed man hurriedly came, his body was shining with luster, and he directly avoided all the enchantments and formations nearby.

He is the son of God of the Principle God Sect, the inheritor of the branch **** Satyrol, and is in charge of the collection of materials within the religion. In the last era, Satyrol's duty was to keep precious research materials and research records for other branch gods in the religion.

Sifus's rhythm was disrupted. Suddenly, all his avatars became disordered and began to chaotically criticize the documents.

Especially the avatar who was facing him actually drafted the "declaration of war on order".

This frightened Sifus to stand up immediately, and with a wave of his hand, while destroying all his clones, he also swept away those files.

"well···

This is because the work has not become lazy, and it has increased the workload. "How the **** did he do it, **** it!"

"Teacher." The Son of God saluted Sifus.

In fact, many of the first person in the Holy See of the divine religion have their own special titles internally, but some titles are not like high priest, gatekeeper, gardener, etc. that can be easily spoken outside, so they use "Jiao Zun" instead. .

For example, within the Sect of Principle, Sifus is called "teacher". This kind of title will definitely not be used in the communication with the teacher at the level of the teacher, which is clearly taken advantage of.

There are even more excessive ones. For example, the first person in the Luna Sect is called "Mother of the Moon", or "Mother" for short; in addition, there are also shorthands such as "Father", "Lover", "Husband" and "Wife". Sifus asked angrily: "Hurry up, what happened?"

"Teacher, my master's private notes have been sensed." "What?"

Hearing this, Sifus pulled off a strand of his beard, ignoring the pain, and immediately ordered: "Immediately send someone to retrieve it, at any cost, regardless of any obstacles, get it back for me!"

That is the personal note of the God of Principle, not a divine weapon, but a special existence that surpasses most divine weapons!

When he saw Norton summoning "Basser" in the Garden of Life before, Sifus had a communication with the high priest.

Sifus asked: Didn't you say that Basse was dead long ago?

Norton replied: Didn't it mean that the personal notes of the God of Principles have long been lost?

Sifus was in a lot of pain at the time, because Basser, the protector of order and wisdom, was still there, but the personal notes of the God of Principle...was really lost!

The reason for the loss is also nonsense, because this notebook was originally enshrined in the center of the square of the Temple of Principle, and all believers of Principle, from the elders of the temple to the servants of the gods, can go there to observe it.

How many generations of principle sages have gained insights there, even if they only understand a part of it, it is enough to benefit them for a lifetime.

In fact, it was not stolen, and no one could steal it unless they broke into the Holy See. It...is seen away.

According to the principles and teachings, whoever can really understand it will own it. Then one day decades ago, that notebook suddenly disappeared.

The Sect of Principles has been investigating it up and down for an unknown period of time, but they have not even found out who "saw it away". The main reason is that this thing has no substance, and you have no way to search it.

And that person has been hiding it all the time, as if he is too lazy to show off and publicize.

This once made the elders in the temple very angry. Who told you to carry forward the spirit of the principle **** religion at this time, only seeking the truth and not seeking fame and fortune!

The Son of God showed embarrassment, and said: "But, teacher, you can't send people to that place..." "Where people can't be sent to, for it, I believe that God is willing to mobilize all forces..." Luo Jia city. "

"Eh..." Xi frowned immediately, and sat back, "Is it where the Cult of Kosmos had an accident a few years ago?"

"Now it is also a forbidden area for the Cult of Order."

"Then... just wait a little longer, it should be soon, I will go to the door to ask after the order has settled the family affairs, even if I lose my old face, talk more to that high priest Good word."

"Yes, teacher." "Go down." "Students leave."

Sifus pursed his lips, reached out and patted his forehead: "Why did it appear there?"

"Oh, **** it, Ron, it really stinks, why don't you let the nurses in the nursing home wash our guest first!"

"Mr. Mason, you know, she has an appointment with me to the movies next week, and I'm looking forward to her hand feeding me popcorn."

"Isn't she already married and has a child!" "Yes, in my eyes, she is more beautiful, isn't she?"

"My God, I will be killed by you. When I go back, I will definitely be scolded by Mary." "Please don't worry, I will clean up this gentleman's body later."

"You still have to wash this hearse, look, the car is dirty and smelly, how can you pick up the next guest.

"No, sir, I saw it. Mrs. Mary gave you the money for the car wash this morning. You were going to wash the car today. Ah, I see. You want to pay for the car wash yourself!"

"Half of it for you, you drive the car to the river, and UU Reading www.uukanshu.com washes the car."

"Deal, I can just buy her a toy as a gift for the child." "And a hat for her husband."

"That's a nice proposition!"

Mason shook his head speechlessly, and reached out to fiddle with the car radio, only to find that there was only the sound of snowflakes:

"Oh shit, the radio's not working."

"You can apply for repair expenses from Mrs. Mary to repair the radio." "No, apply for engine repair expenses."

"You are so dark, sir." "Crack!!"

Mason suddenly slammed on the brakes, and Ron, who was sitting behind, couldn't sit still, and had an intimate contact with the new guest.

"Bah, bah, bah! Monsieur, are you taking revenge on me?"

"No, no, I just saw a familiar figure, like... like... Karen."

"Isn't Master Karen in Wayne? I heard that he has lived a good life. The Allen family is a well-known consortium in Wayne!"

While reversing the car, Mason turned his head and looked in the rearview mirror. In the rearview mirror: by the side of the road,

A young man is leading a dog in his left hand and a cute little girl in his right hand, the little girl's head is

There is also a black cat lying on the bed.

Mason leaned in front of the rearview mirror, still carefully distinguishing whether it was Karen, after all, he hadn't seen him for a long time.

"Squeak.....squeak..."

The broken car radio seemed to be back to normal at this time and started working, and the magnetic and charming voice of the announcer came from inside:

"Dear listeners, welcome to the daily show "Roja's Story"; please allow me to inform you that,

The prologue of our story is finally over..."

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