Chapter 643: Chapter 10: The Redemption Cross Stained with Divine Blood
At three o’clock in the afternoon, golden sunlight shone through from the other side of the church, gilding the religious paintings and statues on the eastern wall, making the serene church appear especially magnificent.
In the golden sunlight, Shao Zifeng’s eyelashes trembled.
“Ying~”
Qiuqiu, lying on his chest, imdiately woke up, sitting there quietly, watching Shao Zifeng.
Shao Zifeng, with his forearm slung over his eyes, muttered, “Qiuqiu, what ti is it…”
“Ying~” Qiuqiu jumped off Shao Zifeng’s body, pulled out a cell phone from beneath the sleeping bag, operated it with its small paws by tapping the screen a few tis, then placed the phone by his ear.
“It’s now three fifteen a.m., Greenwich an Ti, eleven fifteen a.m., East Eight Zone (Empire City) ti, three fifteen p.m., East Twelve Zone (Ceylon Island) ti.”
After the emotionless electronic synthesized voice finished speaking, Qiuqiu took away the phone, wagging its long tail and looked at Shao Zifeng full of expectation: “Ying~”
“Mm~”
Shao Zifeng slowly sat up, his sowhat disheveled long hair draping and obscuring his side face, appearing deep brown in the golden sunlight.
Seeing this, Qiuqiu dug under the sleeping bag, flew with a ribbon clutched in its mouth to Shao Zifeng’s back, and combed through Shao Zifeng’s hair with its paws. After straightening it, it seriously helped him tie his hair up.
Having done all this, it flew to the front, solemnly assessing him. Feeling that the appearance was still not quite right, Qiuqiu fussed with its paws, and a strand of bangs fell over Shao Zifeng’s forehead. Only then did the little creature feel satisfied, flying around Shao Zifeng twice, delightedly eyeing its handiwork.
Shao Zifeng scooped Qiuqiu into his palms and affectionately nuzzled his nose against Qiuqiu’s tiny nose, delighting it into an ongoing giggle.
At that mont, a shadow blocked the sunlight, Shao Zifeng turned his head and saw a Spirit of Resentnt looking at them with envy.
Shao Zifeng greeted it with a smiling eye: “Good afternoon, Gjestaf.”
“Oh~”
The resentnt spirit’s pale face flushed with a hint of color, it looked at them sowhat coyly. Shao Zifeng and Qiuqiu exchanged glances, and asked cautiously, “So… are you hungry again?”
“Oh~”
The spirit shook its head. It glanced at Shao Zifeng’s hair and the sparse hair on its own head wavered slightly, appearing quite shy.
Shao Zifeng instantly understood its aning, he cheerfully picked up a spare hair tie and gestured to the spirit, “Co on, I’ll tie your hair for you.”
“Oh~”
The light seed to sparkle in the spirit’s hollow eyes and it floated to the front of Shao Zifeng, the ghastly pale face now displayed an abnormal flush.
Shao Zifeng smiled and tied the spirit’s sparse hair carefully. The sunlight from outside shined on them, their shadows stretching long on the floor.
Qiuqiu, with its head tilted back, scratched its head with a tiny paw, its head bald but for two small dragon horns.
Unhappy, Qiuqiu has no hair!
(,,•́.•̀,,)
at sizzled in the skillet, fat oozed from the clear muscle lines, whetting one’s appetite.
This was at of a mutated bison from the African Savanna usually stored in Crystal Fish’s glacier as a reserve. After frying fish all through the night, neither the lynx nor Shao Zifeng wanted to see Crystal Fish for the ti being.
Qiuqiu sat not far from Shao Zifeng, with a cup in its paws, drinking milk, while the lynx paced back and forth around the tarp, drooling over the steaks in the pan.
As for the Spirit of Endless Eating… No, the Spirit of Resentnt, unusually did not crowd closer. It was right now floating sideways in midair. Its ghastly pale face faced the shiny ground, quite satisfied with the reflection of the hair bow on its head.
Even though its scant hair was less conspicuous than the bow, it seed very pleased with itself.
“Gjestaf, ti for dinner.”
Upon hearing the word “dinner,” a glimr of light flashed in the gloomy eye sockets of the resentful spirit as it instantly appeared beside Shao Zifeng, “Oh~”
After a simple al, Shao Zifeng packed up his travel bag and trash to be sent back to the pet space by the leopard cat. He had to say that the pet space was incredibly useful; as long as he put so energy-containing items in it, he could enter and exit at will.
Unfortunately, it couldn’t be used to store people. Over the years, he had tried many tis, but each attempt ended in failure.
It was a pity that he had no chance to ask the Nuwa spirit…
Shao Zifeng shook his head and fastened the brass buckle of his cloak, “Qiuqiu, let’s go.”
Qiuqiu flew to Shao Zifeng’s shoulder, its little claws ford into a fist, “Ying!”
But the next mont, its little claws drooped down, and it tugged at Shao Zifeng’s ear and whispered, “Ying~”
Shao Zifeng was taken aback and looked at the resentful spirit, only to see it floating nearby looking sowhat dejected, with its ribbon-tied hair droopy. He imdiately realized that the little one had misunderstood and stepped forward to pat the resentful spirit’s head, “I saw a secret chamber in the church in my mories. Do you know how to get in?”
The resentful spirit’s gloomy eyes lit up, and it nodded vigorously, “Oh.”
Guided by the resentful spirit, Shao Zifeng pushed aside a fallen candlestick in front of the altar. A cross stained with dried blood lay there quietly. The mont he saw the cross, he shuddered, recalling the scenes he had seen before, and a mysterious anger surged in his heart.
“Ying~”
Qiuqiu tugged at Shao Zifeng’s ear with its paw, looking at him with puzzlent.
Shao Zifeng shook his head, “I’m fine.”
Just as he was about to pick up the cross, a blue dot in the corner of his eye suddenly began to rotate.
[Na]: Redemption Cross stained with Divine Blood
[Attribute]: Curse
[Quality]: ★★★
[State]: Intact
[Function]: Redemption Curse: Passive, releases the wearer’s ancestral sin, causing the wearer to suffer throughout life in their nightly self-redemption. (PS: ‘Redemption’ is one of the key doctrines of a certain Western religion, similar to the word ‘release’ in the original Hebrew text.)
[Description]: It is said that the original sin of humanity’s progenitors passed on to their descendants, causing all of humanity to bear original sin. This original sin, combined with the cris committed later, filled the world with evil, and humans could not redeem themselves. In this situation, the Saint willingly suffered crucifixion to redeem the sins of the people, using his Divine Blood to cleanse their sins.
But the Saint was cruelly murdered before awakening, and his resentful Divine Blood contaminated the cross, condemning all who touched it to complete their self-redemption within the curse. [Can be used as accessory equipnt.]
Divine Blood?
Curse?
Shao Zifeng silently withdrew his hand. Although this description seed incredibly unreliable, for the sake of his life, he dared not touch this thing.
According to the legend, the Saint should have completed the redemption, otherwise there wouldn’t be a cross hanging in the church. But the description said that this cross was stained with the Saint’s Divine Blood, which sounded like nonsense. He clearly saw that the blood on this cross was Gjestaf’s. How could it be…
At this thought, Shao Zifeng suddenly froze. He turned his head to look at the resentful spirit.
Good heavens, could this be the Saint?
Beginning with the mory fragnts he saw of Gjestaf, Shao Zifeng always felt that sothing was off. There were so many people in the church, including nurous nuns and priests. Why did Lady Fern chose Gjestaf in particular?
But if she was the Saint, then everything would make sense.
Shao Zifeng looked at the ssy altar, now even more intrigued by the items inside.
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