C17 Last Dinner(16)

I'm a faithful believer.

I go to church every day to confess my crimes.

Until one day my priest told me he was leaving the church.

So I waited for a new priest.

I will never see his face.

He will not say anything to comfort me.

But it doesn't matter.

I just want someone to listen to my confession.

I'm a gangster who has done all kinds of evil.

This may not fit in with the settings of my faithful believers.

But in fact, that is the case.

Every day, I sneak into the house that I've been keeping an eye on for a long time.

I like girls in floral dresses.

They're like angels.

So I need to send them to heaven.

But why do people refuse and curse me?

I can't figure this out.

Until one day...

The priest gave me the cross and put it on my neck.

He said it would bring me good luck.

I believed that every day I would wear it close to my body and never take it off.

Later on.

After that, the devil opened its five claws at me with a benevolent smile on its face.

Begging for mercy choked in his throat.

I crawled into the deep earth.

Endless.

His fingertips trembled as he took the paper. It had nothing to do with him, but for some reason, Chung Jingchen felt a strange emotion surging in his heart. It made him want to hug his head and cry. He wanted to kneel on the ground and confess his sins to the heavens.

In fact, he did not believe in any religion.

This kind of reaction could only be found in books. Wai Heng pressed the back of Chung Jingchen's head. "Compassion. Why do you have feelings for the protagonist?"

This question was destined not to be answered.

The story written on the parchment had a feeling that there was no end to it. The whole story looked funny and dull. It seemed to be the tragic life of a believer.

But since there was nothing special about it, why did the woman have to be held in her hands until she died, not even willing to let go after she died?

Wai Heng thought of the painting in this world.

"The Last Supper" mainly talked about the traitor Judas, but what was the connection between this and the story on the parchment? What was the connection between the completely unrelated time and the character?

Questions kept popping out like seeds sprouting, but there was no timely help from Shigure.

It was as if his heart was covered by a thick veil. There was no sense of beauty to speak of.

"Get up. We have to think of a way to get out of this world." Chung Jingchen interrupted Wai Heng's thoughts.

Wai Heng did not react for a moment. His mind went blank for a moment.

"Haven't you noticed? Someone will suffer tonight. Every day's meal will turn people into beasts and kill each other. This is a life and death battle. Only the winner can be reborn in reality. " Chung Jingchen's breathing was somewhat hurried. Every word seemed to be covered with a thousand jin of iron. "If we die here like her," he said. I'm afraid there's no point in living in the real world anymore."

The cold ending made people's hearts turn cold. Wai Heng's hand touched his waist. If that was the case, wouldn't he also lose a lot of blood in real life?

Chung Jingchen saw Wai Heng holding his waist with an unknown expression. He pushed Wai Heng to his side and saw the wound hidden behind the white coat.

He did not even know how to squeak when he was injured. Chung Jingchen lifted Wai Heng's clothes and tore off a corner of the white coat and pasted it on the wound. Fortunately, it was not very deep and could not heal on its own. Chung Jingchen bit open the adhesive tape with his mouth and smeared the corner of his clothes on the wound.

"Don't move. If you don't have a scar, you'll bleed all the time. Don't bleed to death." Chung Jingchen remembered that the impact he brought when he jumped down from a high place was definitely not small. This guy could actually not make a sound.