[5:35, Wenti County Cathedral]

The benches in the church are wide, long and neat. Several old people are still praying silently. The statues and murals in the church are like pieces of colorful glass. The statues are not so solemn, but peaceful and lovely. They also serve as the whole

The large windows of the church exist, and as long as there is light, it will bring colorful "divine light" to the church. At dusk, the golden and vermilion lights are mixed together, bringing hazy and colorful colors through the statue of the Virgin.

The huge sculpture's majestic arms are also wide open, embracing its people with the motherhood of God. Its peaceful and slightly closed eyes look benevolently at everything in the entire church. The square wooden benches have been illuminated by light.

Those rickety bodies were sitting on the benches, and the setting sun shone on the glorious glass and then came to the old people's bodies, as if they were bathed in divine brilliance.

The door was wide open, but in other places, it was obviously a little dark.

A little boy walked in slowly. He had nothing on him. His blond hair looked a little dull yellow in the dim light, standing like withered grass.

He walked gently along the auditorium with two rows of tables and chairs step by step. On the red carpet, the setting sun that passed through the statues began to turn blood red. He walked through the darkness and came into the light, which was so bright that it was like a god descending to earth. He

Stop, as if watching everything here.

The church lights slowly turned on, as if to welcome the child standing in the light.

Chang Yufeng came here naturally because of one person, Loken.

Loken wants to fake his death so much, so let him get his wish. Since he fantasizes about such a thing, there is absolutely no way to prevent him from doing such a thing. No one wants to die, but a dead person will not

If he should no longer think about living, then let him die.

This is the rest for the dead. If anyone wants to live and die in this world, it is really a headache. What's more, the account of Erica's harm has not yet been settled.

No matter what, the person who gave Erica such a cruel order would be such a disgusting person.

The pain of having his lungs almost punctured needs to be endured by a child. If it were his previous self, he could only hold Erica's body and cry, blaming himself for being useless and unable to save anyone.

Life like that is too difficult. I cry my eyes out and go to die, and live in the next life again and again.

An old lady stood up tremblingly. She seemed to have finished praying and was ready to leave.

"Grandma... have you seen Loken? He still owes my mother money..." Chang Yufeng watched the old grandma stand up tremblingly. The dim sunlight was indescribably low, even under the feet of God,

Is there also dust floating around? Those dusts are lifted up by small and large movements, and slowly float again in the afterglow of the setting sun.

"Lorken...Lorken's funeral is over..." The old lady walked towards Chang Yufeng bit by bit, and the other old people sitting in the seats looked here.

"Lorken has no money to pay you back. He is already dead..." The old woman shook her head: "Lorken owes a lot of money."

"But, an uncle just said that Loken is here..." Chang Yufeng's milky voice was very loud, and it had such power even in the church, which was too quiet.

"He lied to you...child..." The old lady walked over slowly and touched Chang Yufeng's head: "Oh, how pitiful...damn guy, he even lied to children..."

Her hands were full of calluses. She pulled up some of the child's hair so that she could no longer touch it. She dug into her pockets as if thinking of something. The pockets of her coarse clothes were full of oil stains. This old woman should be

Be a chef.

"Here... I'll give you a candy... Don't be fooled by the adults again." The old lady put the candy in Chang Yufeng's palm.

"But... that uncle said it's right here..." Chang Yufeng lowered his head in frustration and looked at the candy.

"He's dead... little kid... do you know what it means to be dead? He doesn't exist anymore. He can't pay back your mother's money... You need to find someone else to pay back the money." Another person sat on a chair.

The old man on top turned to look at the two of them. His pale hair and face were wrinkled.

"But..." The frustration on his face turned into crying, and his two dimples began to squeeze together.

"Old guys... do you have any money... Let's pool some money together to let him go back... I guess it's his mother's problem. Let the children come to collect debts..." The old lady seemed to know several old people here, she

You are already very old, so you are a little arrogant?

"It's gone...the pension that old man Longxugong gave us has long been gone!" The old man turned his head and waved his hand angrily.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Chang Yufeng wiped his tears.

"What? Don't you dare to go back?" The old lady still unconsciously touched Chang Yufeng's head.

"What should we do? Don't worry about it, old lady...there will be a lot of people like this recently...we can't afford it." The old man stood up and took his crutches.

"Hey... what should I do?" The old lady looked at Chang Yufeng and rubbed her eyes, feeling a little sad.

"It's okay, grandma..." Chang Yufeng rubbed his eyes and wiped away tears. He sat down on the bench, choking heavily.

"Then...let's go...Hey...there are too many things like this..." The old man also sighed.

The old lady also shook her head: "Hey..."

The old woman and the old man began to leave slowly. When they left the church, there was only one old man left in the church.

The old man in another position slowly stood up.

Little cries and choked sobs echoed in the church.

"Hey..." The old man shook his head: "Is there no way? Loken owes you money, so he should ask the Ministry of Internal Affairs for help. Everyone is buried." The old man also used a cane and left slowly.

"Yeah...how can a person who has been buried in the earth be here?" Chang Yufeng wiped away his tears and took out the sword. The green sword was lying across his arm, without any light, just pure green.

Glowing red in the deepening sunset.

"So, kid, you are looking in the wrong place..." The old man walked very slowly, and the crutches touched the ground, making a crisp sound.

"You're not wrong..." Chang Yufeng stood up, swung his sword, and a gust of wind swept away all the dust in the church.

"Children...weapons are not allowed in the church! You will be punished by the Holy Mother..." The old man looked at Chang Yufeng. His skin was very wrinkled, and the age spots on it were starting to look like protruding spots. He was so old.

"Grandpa, does the Holy Mother give people nightmares?" The green sword seemed to be furious, and the green light kept flowing on the little boy's body.

"The Holy Mother is the one who forgives sinners. She will not give people nightmares." The old man walked slowly, his rickety back was so short. Dusk had passed, leaving only the night. The early moonlight shone into the church.

So bright, just some faint moonlight.
Chapter completed!