But Liu Yu still stood.

The rain was pouring down the ground, hitting her body wet and cold, but there was always a stubborn heart in her heart, making her feet take root, firmly stuck on the ground, and he would not move away in half a step.

It rained all night.

When the first rays of sunlight hit the body through the clouds in the early morning, Liu Yu was completely awake.

There is no more Gaia Leslie.

If there is, it is only the last part of God’s memory for tens of thousands of years. He protected her, but there will be no more.

At this time, a golden carriage drove from the outside into the square of the temple, the sun and moon emblems on the body shined in the sun, and the white beard of Bishop Bruce floated out the window.

He poked his head out and saw the blonde girl in the middle of the square at a glance. Her long wet hair wrapped her, her face was pale and her eyes were helpless, like a trembling baby bird just lost.

A huge stone pillar fell to the ground, just avoiding her.

"Miss Fergus, this is..."

Bishop Bruce pushed the door open and got out of the car.

In the center of the square, there was a crush of people on the ground.

They looked terribly embarrassed, soaking their bodies in the rain, and smelling a sour smell when they got close. They looked terrified, their expressions panicked, and some were praying softly, their voices hoarse, and some...had passed out.

A dozen marble columns seemed to have encountered a huge storm and fell to the ground in a row.

Deep pits were exposed, devastated.

"Master Malan, what the **** is going on?"

He asked Malan again.

Malan in black looked up, his eyes were flushed, his expression depressed, and he turned his head away, as if refusing to answer the question.

"It's God! It's the gods are angry! The gods are angry!..."

Professor Edward jumped up, "We angered the gods! Ellen continent will no longer be peaceful, oh my god..."

He burst into tears.

"Professor Ruffalo, you say."

Professor Ruffalo looked calm, but his face was pale:

"...Last night, Master Malan led the envoys to tie the blasphemy to the stake of the fire. When the fire burned, the storm came! The fire was extinguished and the stone pillar collapsed..."

"Nonsense! Malan, is that why you insisted on letting me go out yesterday?" Bishop Bruce walked tremblingly in front of Liu Yu. "Miss Fergus, I apologize for their cruelty and tyranny."

The nearly seventy-year-old man lowered his consistently noble head in front of her, but Liu Yu was not happy at all.

What's wrong with him?

What's wrong with these people?

They are just being taught badly.

The initiator is the **** above.

Liu Yu looked to the sky. The rain this night left no trace on the sky, and the sun shone brightly on the ground.

Are you watching?

see it?

This is the believer you teach.

"If..." she said, "It was your loved one or lover who was tied to the stake on fire last night, would you also watch it?"

"of course!"

Malan stood up. "... Sixteen years ago, my father, a driver, didn't control the front of the carriage when he drove the carriage through the city, and the carriage ran into the god. That night, he was in his room***. My mother and I stood outside, watching our house fall into flames."

"I'm very proud that I have such a father." His eyes were fanatical, "and I'm also looking forward to that day."

Liu Yu didn't want to listen anymore.

She lifted her feet and walked out. When she passed Master Malan, her steps came to a standstill.

"I pity you," she said, "for your father and you, Master Malan, I feel pitiful."

"Poor?" Master Malan smiled. "But I also think you are poor, Miss Fergus."

"You always look at us with high eyes, as if we are pigs and goats in captivity, only you are sober. But you have no faith, you have nothing, you have only greed and desire. Are you happy? We are very happy."

Liu Yu straightened his back.

"My faith is myself." She confessed herself for the first time in this world. "Other than that, no one believes."

"Go away! Pagan!"

"The temple does not welcome you!"

Even the kind-hearted Bruce made a face:

"Miss Fergus, for God's sake, we no longer care about your previous deceptions. The temple only opens the door for the believers of light, and invites you to... leave."

"of course."

Liu Yu nodded.

She didn't want to stay any longer.

"If possible, please send me a carriage, and I will take the salute away."

"Professor Ruffalo, take her."

It is not difficult to pack up the luggage. Many large items in the rattan box have not been taken out yet. Liu Yu only needs to cram the clothes and bits and pieces into it and they are all clean. Before leaving, she stared at the ladder for a while, and suddenly remembered that she and Gaia Leslie had kissed against this place.

She pulled him, touching her own eyebrows, eyes, nose, mouth...

At that time, his ears were as red as he was going to burn, and he was very cute.

Ah, what a pity.

The stone statue didn't know where to go, and her golden irises.

"Sister is thinking of Mr. Leslie?"

At this time, Natasi came in from the door.

She touched the bird cage above the closet with her hand.

"Tweet it always runs fast, first me, then you, and finally... god."

"It's called spotty."

Liu Yu said coldly.

"Sister does not seem to blame it."

"I haven't done anything for it, it's free with me."

Liu Yu will always remember the scene where Biandian risked her life and came out to rescue her.

"time to go."

Professor Ruffalo reminded.

Liu Yu raised the rattan box, and Natasi lifted her skirt towards her:

"Goodbye, Sister Belia."

"No, I hope, we will never see again."

Liu Yu looked at her seriously for the first time.

She found that Natasi was a little different.

Her eyes, which always contain tears, began to show ambition-she was no longer as harmless as in the book. At least on the top of Nas Snow Mountain, she once scratched her paw.

Although this claw is useless.

Will people change?

of course.

Liu Yu has always believed that people with good conditions and a good sense of life have more room to show kindness because they do not need to fight like wolves.

"Sister Belia is still so aggressive."

Liu Yu smiled:

"Natasi, you are like this, but it's better than crying before. But I have to tell you one thing, Uncle Leonard has no legacy to stay, and he was not killed by my mother. In addition, don't call me again Sister. You know, I never treat you as a sister. The Fergus family will no longer welcome you."

Natasi obviously didn't believe it, but she still kindly wished her well.

When Liu Yu was about to step out of the room, she suddenly raised her voice:

"Beliya, I will definitely go to his side. I also hope you remember that you said that you don't believe in light."

"Natasi, are you afraid that I will come back and grab you?"

Liu Yu turned around and showed a sweet smile to her.

Natasi's heart sank all at once, and she knew that Bellia's next words were definitely not her favorite.

"I have to tell you something, Natasi, God, know everything, including you and..." Liu Yu looked at Professor Ruffalo next to him, "Louis's."

"Louis? That traitor?"

Professor Ravlow's expression suddenly became serious, "Natasi, I think, I'm afraid you need to go to the temple."

"Teach me, I..."

Liu Yu had left the two behind him and walked out with the rattan box.

She glanced at the sky.

The sun is good outside and it is suitable for going out.

...

Arriving at Fergus' house, it was almost evening.

The street lights of Temple Street lighted up one after another, and Mrs. Fergus's exaggerated feather headdress and fiery red tutu flew in the night, making people recognizable at a glance.

As soon as the carriage stopped, she greeted:

"Oh my poor babe! You are finally back... how are you? Tired?"

She kissed the coachman intimately with her face, and greeted the coachman with a sharp voice:

"...Bring the rattan box in! Be careful not to break it! Oh, you clumsy, blunt man, born dumb..."

Liu Yu had already prepared her face-turning--

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Fergus did not mention it at all. She turned a blind eye to her long arm, and did not ask her about the beginning and end of her "blasphemy". Instead, she shouted the coachman while pulling her Through the small garden, to the restaurant.

A cup of hot cocoa, a browned French baguette, and a small plate of pancakes were placed on the table in a scattered manner.

The faint yellow light of the wall lamp illuminates the floral cloth on the table.

The black cat snuck out his head quietly under the table, and peeped at her with that glass-like eyeball.

Everything looks warm and loose.

Liu Yu's nervous nerve slackened.

This slackness found something wrong.

This house is empty.

The European servants everywhere in the house seemed to disappear.

"Mother, what about them Maggie?"

"Oh, they..." Mrs. Fergus handed hot cocoa, "...I quit them."

Seemingly afraid of her disbelief, she quickly explained:

"... Didn't you say last time that you would not allow your mother to continue doing that? I think, anyway, you are not here, just me, and you can't use so many servants, so you quit."

But Liu Yu found that Mrs. Fergus had small wounds on her face and hands, but these wounds were covered with thick powder. After the feather hat was taken off, she had always combed her meticulously curly hair a few strands, and the fish bones around her waist did not seem to be well tied, and she traced a little...

"mother--"

"Just eat it. This is baked by my mother." Fergusf's elderly face was a bit shy. "It's just a little burnt, not very tasty."

"boom--"

Just then, there was a burst of glass shattering from the window beside the dining table.

The broken glass hit the feet of the two.

Mrs. Fergus hurriedly chased out of the ground:

"These **** bastards! I'm going to the City Guards and send you to jail one by one!"

"Oh Mrs. Fergus! Do you think it was the past? A blasphemous home!"

Maggie's voice passed through the glass and went straight into the ear.

Liu Yu also chased out, and when he ran out of the garden, he only saw Maggie's chubby figure disappearing in the corner.

"Float."

She immediately flew up, and in Madame Fergus's surprised sight, she flew directly out of the courtyard and landed in front of Maggie who was running.

Not only Maggie, but also a few acquaintances who used to be European servants at Fergus' house.

"You, you, you... can fly?"

They looked at her in horror, as if they saw something incredible.

"Variety."

Liu Yu didn't bother with them.

Such people only dare to break their courage before they dare to come again.

One white lamb after another appeared on the corner of the street. They seemed frightened and squatted on the ground, staring at each other--when they saw themselves in the eyes of other people, tears could not stop from the orbit. Get out, "Ah, yeah," yell.

Liu Yu fell to the ground.

"Don't go? Then I'm going to eat lamb."

The chubby lambs run away with their farts peeing, and the four little hoofs run like a dog is chasing behind.

Liu Yu stood in place for a while, and suddenly thought that it was still golden and beautiful.

At this moment, Fergusfu talent came over with his skirt in a pant.

"Is it because of... me?" Liu Yu looked at her. "They... hurt you?"

"No, Belia, don't worry." Mrs. Fergus looked at her indifferently, and she couldn't help comforting the daughter who had grown up and seemed to no longer need her protection. "It must be, they must be wrong. By the way, Belia, you have believed in light since you were a child, and praying to God is the most pious."

Liu Yu thought of Malan.

When he mentioned his father, his voice was full of emotion.

But he could watch his father burned alive.

Then...

What about Mrs. Fergus?

Between faith and daughter, what would she choose?

"If it is true, mother?" Liu Yu asked, "You—"

"If it's true--"

Mrs. Fergus interrupted her suddenly, as if she felt uneasy, shaking her hand and pulling out a cigarette before igniting it and pressing it out again.

She squeezed her hair, but it became more and more chaotic, and finally, she grabbed it.

"If it is true, then, that mother... Oh, my poor Belia... what the **** happened to you..."

"I deceived God." An impulse prompted Liu Yu to say things out of her mind. She seemed to want to prove something to herself, "...you have seen that Mr. Leslie, he is the incarnation of God... ...My hand, which he picked up."

"...Oh, the **** of light is on..."

Mrs. Fergus was about to faint, and her daughter threw too many bombs at her at once.

"Are you going to expel me too?"

"No, no, this is not possible!" Mrs. Fergus said firmly, "... there is nothing more important than you in this world, even if, even if I were to be carried back or abandoned..."

She shook her lips and couldn't say anything behind.

But Liu Yu's tears fell suddenly.

She stepped forward and hugged the woman in front of her. The force was tight, as if to draw the last power from her.

"mother……"

She said, "Mother."