Chapter 154 153. Forget Me Not (3)
The Temple Alliance consists of six major temples.
It is the core combat power of the human race against the demon race.
Due to the differences in the six professions, the architectural styles of the six major temples are also very different. Among them, the architectural style of the Knight Temple is more European-style, has the largest number of people, and is also the most mainstream extraordinary path. The architectural style of the Magic Temple is also more European-style. But unlike the Knights Temple, which is similar to the Holy See, the European style of the Magic Temple is a retro version, with tall towers, and the scientific name is the Mage Tower. Summoners belong to the Soul Temple, warriors naturally belong to the Warrior Temple, and priests are priests. The Assassin's Temple, where the assassin is located, is a quiet castle, full of darkness and unknowns.
However, assassins are originally a group of killers living in the darkness.
This environment does not make them feel uneasy.
The only difference between an assassin and a killer is faith.
Those who assassinate for their beliefs are called assassins.
Those who assassinate for money are called killers.
Therefore, the Assassin Temple is not a killer organization without order. On the contrary, the rules of the Assassin Temple are unimaginably strict, and the criticized superior-subordinate system prevails here.
Sheng Cai'er led the way.
All investigations were of course self-defeating.
However, because Sheng Cai'er's appearance was so outstanding, Ye Qingcang, who stood next to Sheng Cai'er as the "Saint of Reincarnation" in the Assassin Temple, inevitably received some attention.
Along with it, there were whispers.
"Holy crap, am I right? The eldest lady is holding that kid's arm?"
"Who is that guy? Do you know him?"
"By the way, do you know the relationship between the eldest lady and that boy?"
"I don't know. Anyway, looking at the eldest lady... the eldest lady is smiling?"
"Are you kidding me... If I go, the eldest lady really laughs?"
"Hey, tell me, does the palace master know about this?"
"You should know..."
"The problem is, I've never heard of it before... Do you all know about it?"
"Who knows..."
"I don't know anyway."
There are more and more witnesses.
There were more and more people whispering.
Even though neither Sheng Cai'er nor Ye Qingcang paid attention to these unimportant little characters, the storm gradually spread, spreading throughout the Assassin Temple at an extremely fast speed, and continued to spread outwards.
Sheng Cai'er brought Ye Qingcang to the cafeteria of the Assassin Temple in an elegant manner. He sat down calmly, ignoring the uproar of assassins around him. He tilted his head, and his intimate look did not need to be described. He was a human being. Anyone who is not blind can see: "This is the cafeteria... To tell you the truth, I rarely come here. When I used to eat, other people would bring the food to my room, so I don't know. What dishes are delicious here?”
"It doesn't matter..." Ye Qingcang said with a smile: "There is a saying that beauty is delicious."
Sheng Cai'er's face turned red.
Under a slightly dim light.
It looks extremely tempting.
Pour some hot water and scald the dishes.
His gentle look stunned all the assassins who were still eating in the cafeteria.
This is especially true for the foursome who were peeping outside the window.
He watched Sheng Cai'er and Ye Qingcang chatting and laughing as they enjoyed their meal.
His expression was the same as that of the other assassins in the cafeteria.
A long time passed.
Then he retreated into the grass.
"Holy shit, shit, shit!" Only then did the young man in the blue assassin uniform dare to go crazy: "When has the eldest lady ever been so proactive...Does the eldest lady have two personalities?"
"You ask me, how do I know?" the young man wearing a dark green assassin uniform responded, looking over his head and his eyes widened: "Holy crap, the lady actually feeds this kid with chopsticks!"
"My whole body exudes the rancid smell of love..." The young man wearing a dark red assassin uniform accurately guessed the clue, and received disdainful looks from the other three people: "Okay, okay, it doesn't smell rancid, okay... …It smells good, Miss, it smells good from beginning to end.” “I just feel choked and uncomfortable now…”
The brown-haired assassin quietly raised his hand and whispered.
"Second."
The other three added in unison.
Then, they looked at each other and sighed.
Just eat dog food.
Not even saliva.
Just choke them to death.
However, Ye Qingcang and Sheng Caier are not people who like to understand others.
They sprinkled a wave of dog food on each other.
Join hands and enter the post-dinner moment of walking on the road.
In fact, when Ye Qingcang and Sheng Cai'er reached the realm, it no longer mattered whether they ate or not. They didn't need to rely on one meal to survive. What was more important was fun, enjoying the atmosphere that made each other feel comfortable, and as for choking to death. How many people have caused trauma to the fragile mentality of many people is not very important in their eyes.
Even if it causes a storm, what's the harm?
Sheng Caier touched the ring on Ye Qingcang's thumb.
My thoughts seemed to go back to when I was three years old.
"What are you thinking about?" Ye Qingcang stopped by a fountain. The environment of the Assassin's Temple is more solemn. Even the fountain has no additional embellishments, but the aesthetics of the Assassin's Temple are still passable, including the castle. Inside, all styles tend to be minimalist. People who are not afraid of loneliness will like it very much. Just like him sitting opposite the fountain, closing his eyes and listening to the sound of the fountain: "I can feel that you seem a little sad. Are you willing to talk about it?" ?”
"I just remembered some things from the past." Sheng Cai'er closed her eyes and leaned on Ye Qingcang's shoulder. Like Ye Qingcang, she closed her eyes and listened to the sound of the fountain, as if she was telling a story, with a soft tone. It was full of peace: "I still remember that when I was three years old, I became the so-called Saint of Reincarnation. All my perceptions were blocked and I fell into darkness. At the beginning, when I heard your voice, I threatened you. You at that time He seems to be only over three years old, right?”
"Almost four years old." Ye Qingcang was also reminded of his past memories by Sheng Cai'er, and he laughed dumbly: "I still remember how fierce you were back then..."
He and Sheng Caier met even earlier than Violet.
It was an experiment he did when he had just figured out the background. He wanted to see if he could communicate with other worlds. However, because the technology at the time was immature, he fiddled with it for a long time and only contacted Saint, who was also three years old at the time. Cai'er was also limited by technology. He could only say hello to Sheng Cai'er at that time through his voice, which was about the same as making a phone call. Many interesting things happened during this process.
Then, Sheng Caier was in a coma for two years.
It was not until two years later that communication gradually resumed.
He had lost his sense of hearing and taste one after another.
Two years for hearing and two years for taste.
It all affects the body and soul at the same time.
In other words, excluding the first two years of coma, when Sheng Cai'er was nearly six years old, there would be another two years before Sheng Cai'er could not hear him speak, and then there would be another two years. , Sheng Cai'er could hear him speak, but she couldn't speak herself. The two of them had only been able to communicate normally for about five years.
It is precisely because of this loss.
The jade seal machine was officially developed.
Jiang Nannan and Orange are typical representatives.
"Yes, I was not only fierce at that time, but also very clingy after getting to know her..." Sheng Cai'er closed her eyes and rubbed the side of Ye Qingcang's face: "Every ten minutes, I will ask if you are there. I was so annoyed by you that I found a storybook and read it to me until I fell asleep. It wasn’t until two years later that I woke up and calculated carefully that I realized that you had read to me for more than seventy hours. The story, at the time, truly felt like a lifetime spent.”
"In the dark, people's perceptions and emotions will be infinitely amplified. Not to mention blocking their perceptions for seven days, even seven days of confinement can force most well-trained soldiers to have a mental breakdown..." Ye Qingcang laughed at himself. He laughed, because he also tried to lock himself up, trying to use this method to get rid of the impetuousness in his heart, but the first time he was locked up, he only locked himself up for three days, then broke out and sat outside. It took him several hours to regain his composure. Since then, he has generally understood Sheng Cai'er's pain: "Let's not talk about these unhappy things..."
"Yes." Sheng Cai'er's breathing gradually became calmer, and she habitually rubbed the side of Ye Qingcang's face: "Just stay with me quietly for a while..."
"Okay." Ye Qingcang put down his arm, put his arm around Sheng Cai'er's shoulders, and hugged the girl who lacked a sense of security into his arms.
It seemed that he had noticed something.
He raised his eyes slightly and looked into the distance.
Nothing was said.
There was just a hint of displeasure in his eyes.
(End of chapter)