Chapter 114： Rebel

Shen Fengyue still didn't know what the Illuminati Church meant to the result of his trial, but he soon understood and experienced it firsthand.

The next day, when the sky was still bright, Shen Fengyue was woken up early in the morning.

The floor of the palace is made of ice-cold stone bricks, and paint is applied on it, and it feels cold to the touch. He is now a prisoner again. Naturally, the accommodation conditions are not good. His shirt does not cover his body, and he does not have a quilt cover. He does not even think about the pillow.

Last night, he put his arms around his chest, shrank himself into a small shrimp and curled up to sleep on the ground. The ground was cold and bitter, and the exposed skin contacted the floor tiles, which made goose bumps irritated.

I was frozen and awake several times in the whole night. It took a long time to fall asleep, but he slept very shallowly, and a little loud noise could wake him up.

Shen Fengyue half-opened his eyes impatiently, his pupils were still somewhat dizzy, he subconsciously hugged himself tightly, trying to absorb a little bit of temperature.

The attendants stuffed a set of clothes into the cage and blessed them a few more words.

Shen Fengyue listened, to the effect that Master Shengzi would come over to recite the holy scriptures for him for a few hours every day, so that he could purify his soul as soon as possible, and then surrender to the God of Light and devote himself to serving or something. This is the clean clothes sent by Shengzi. Let him put on them quickly. Master Shengzi is coming soon.

Shen Fengyue turned around, turned her back to them, and closed her eyes again. The few attendants saw him in such a negative attitude, and they were yelling outside the cage, clamoring for about five minutes, and no amount of sleepiness disappeared.

The person in the cage finally sat up slowly, half-dangling his eyelids, looking at them impatiently and saying, "Go out, I know how to wear it."

Seeing that pair of silver pupils without any color, the clamoring voices of the attendants suddenly stopped, and the words in their mouths stopped abruptly.

They looked at each other, and they all read from the eyes of their companions that this traitor was not easy. It's better not to provoke him, so they went out together and closed the door intimately.

The clothes on his body were already in tatters, and they turned into rags with a slight pull. Shen Fengyue threw the rags in her hands out of the cage, and then changed into the clothes she sent.

The clothes are clean and tidy, with pure cotton texture, which makes them fit and comfortable to wear.

After he changed his clothes, he didn't bother to move. He leaned back and leaned against the wall to continue brewing sleepiness.

Theodore came at this time. He always likes to be quiet. He doesn't like crowding a lot of people around him. So today he didn’t bring extra people. He was the only one holding a red-bottomed holy book with gold rim. Dian came to the palace where Shen Fengyue was detained.

He wanted to get closer, but was blocked by a pile of rags thrown on the ground, so he stood a little bit behind the rags.

Shen Fengyue noticed that someone was coming, and raised her lazily eyelids, and then closed them again when she realized that it was him.

The scripture was held in the hand, white and slender fingers turned over the pages of the book, and started reading on the first page. The voice was not high or low, flat and moderate, without ups and downs:

"The God of Light has mercy on the world, so he gave us light. The holy light descends from the sky, so that all things can be sheltered and nourished by it. Therefore, the world knows your way, and all nations know your salvation..."

"God is generous, all living beings enjoy his blessings, the nations praise him, and the nations praise him..."

Theodore stood straight, regardless of whether Shen Fengyue was listening or not, reading at his own pace ignorantly.

His voice is too plain and detailed, and the content of the scripture is long and consistent, like the scene of Shen Fengyue listening to the teacher in class during her school career. And often the effect of this situation is surprisingly consistent, that is, lethal hypnosis.

Shen Fengyue yawned and listened. As she listened, she became full of tiredness, and her eyelids slowly closed down.

He is very sleepy, so he has no energy. There were only two of them in the palace. One was sleeping with his eyes closed, while the other was reciting the long scriptures. It was extremely quiet for a while, and only Theodore's peaceful voice echoed in the space.

"Great Lord Guangming, we respect and love you, you bestow us with supreme glory, hold a fair balance in your hand, judge all peoples fairly, and guide all nations in the world..."

"The world cheers, the world is grateful, this is the honor and praise you deserve..."

I have to say that the giant sleeping pill is really effective, and Shen Fengyue just listened to it for a while before it passed away, and went into deep sleep.

When he was sleeping well and then got up, the time had passed for a long time, and Theodor was still reciting the scriptures, and his voice was as loud as the beginning.

Shen Fengyue looked at him and found that the other party did not bring a water cup, so he admired the man in his heart. Hey, it turns out that enshrining the God of Light also requires strength. For example, after reading a book for a few hours, you can not drink a sip of water, and your complexion will not change.

Theodore has almost reached the end of today's arrangement. Shen Fengyue has slept enough, and is full of energy, and is about to start acting as a demon.

He sat on the floor, drawing circles on the floor with his hands boringly. The smooth floor tiles are connected to the fingers, and the fingers slide across the starting point and it is cold.

"Master Saint, aren't you tired?" he asked.

Theodore didn't respond, like a ruthlessly set machine, meticulously walking along the set procedure.

Shen Fengyue didn't mind being ignored, she was still trying to talk to him, but the Lord Shengzi on the opposite side was just like Fahai, who didn't listen or watch him.

Therefore, Shen Fengyue was finally discouraged, and said helplessly: "Are you taking this to be over-saving?"

Doesn't it seem like you are saving him in this way? The whole book is blowing the rainbow fart of the **** of light. Shen Fengyue was expressionless when she heard it, and felt that after a few days of listening, he would quickly grasp the essentials, and then blew it out in a unique way.

Theodore was still reading his own, and soon after Shen Fengyue's harassment was over. He closed the scripture, held it in his hand, and left when he moved.

Shen Fengyue saw his move to leave and hurriedly stopped him: "Master Saint Son!"

Theodore continued to walk a few steps forward.

"Master Saint Son!"

Shen Fengyue called several times before stopping the other party, but did not turn around.

"My benevolent Lord Son, I have an unsympathetic request for the humble." Shen Fengyue said, "It's really boring to stay in this cage. If you don't find it bothersome, you can bring me something different every day. OK?"

The man in front turned his back to him, and he said to himself: "Actually, I did this for a reason. I think, I have only seen this stuff outside, knowing the pros of the mainland, and the tolerance of Lord Guangming. In order to be more sincere and sincere to him. This will help purify my dirty heart, and it will also relieve you of some work burdens."

"Don't you think?"

Theodore turned around, did not speak, just glanced at him with cold icy blue eyes, then lifted his foot to leave.

The glib guy.

Shen Fengyue touched her bald head, Shengzi left silently, wondering if he had agreed to his request. But when he was on a whim, he didn't care about it, so naturally he didn't expect others to bring it to him.

He was lying on the ground in a big font, facing the small window, looking up at the blue sky outside from a subtle angle, letting go of himself, letting his thoughts wander freely between heaven and earth.

This is a joke, but I didn't think that people actually took it seriously.

On the second day, Siodor finished reading the scriptures as usual, and put a picture book through the railing and placed it in front of him.

Shen Fengyue was drowsy when she heard it, she opened her eyes after the sound stopped, and the picture book in front of her flew all his sleepiness.

He rubbed his eyes, as if he couldn't believe Theodore really brought him something.

The cover of the picture book in front of me was painted with a sun. Looking at the cover, I probably guessed the content. Shen Fengyue was helpless. This really looked like the style of the Lord Saint Son.

Trace your fingers along the edge of the picture book, and the corners of the hard shell cover on the corners of your fingertips, leaving a small mark.

Shen Fengyue smiled: "Thank you."

Theodore just hummed, without saying much, and gave him the book, as if the task had been completed, and turned and left.

After he left, Shen Fengyue flipped through the picture book casually. The cover is the content, and the content is official and orthodox. It is all about the great God of Light. It is the same, and it looks really boring.

But this was the only way he was locked here to pass the boring time, so even so, he still watched with gusto.

The next day Xiodor read the holy scriptures to him as usual. Shen Fengyue didn't sleep this time. After all, she slept when she was bored, and those who lacked sleep would not feel sleepy anymore.

He was lying on his side, enchanting and unlike, but no one said about him here, so everything was left to him.

Theodore was studying, and Shen Fengyue put the picture book in front of him, opened the book, and watched the content he had read countless times. Then he glanced at the book intentionally or unintentionally, then looked up at Theodore, smiling and nodding against the straight figure standing in front of him, commenting from time to time: "It does look like it."

Maybe he laughed too far, disrupting Theodore's pious reading, or maybe the latter's mind moved slightly and wanted to explore the secret.

He stopped to look at him, but Shen Fengyue lowered her head to concentrate on the picture book, without making any noise.

Quietness filled the two of them, they were exhausting, and in the end Theodor couldn't help it. He asked, "What is it like?"

"Huh?" Shen Fengyue said in surprise, and pointed at herself, "Master Shengzi was asking me just now?"

His acting skills are really hypocritical, and he didn't even look at the system, reminding him: "Old Shen, the acting is too fake."

Theodor did not speak, but stared at him.

Shen Fengyue was stared at by him and didn't care. Instead, she stretched out a long waist leisurely, her bones creaking slightly because of the movements. He sat up from the ground and smiled quickly: "Like—" He stretched his voice.

"Like the God of Light, with blond hair and blue eyes, the Son of God is really like a legendary god. Just like the God of Light is alive!" He said, holding up the picture book and turning to the page with the God of Light. , And then point with your finger.

On that page, the God of Light bestows light on all beings, and the people below kneel down and worship. The **** of light on the painting has blond hair and blue eyes, a compassionate expression, and plain eyes.

The icy blue eyes in the painting interacted with reality, and Theodor frowned, and corrected him with a serious tone: "You can't scorn the gods when you drag Si La."

There was still a lazy smile on Shen Fengyue's mouth, and she glanced at the other with wintry eyes, knowing that she should not continue, or she might roll over. So he immediately corrected his saying: "Yes, yes, the brilliance of Lord Guangming shines everywhere and nourishes all people. It is a street light that guides our way forward and allows mankind to develop further. We should all respect him and worship him, and serve Lord Guangming God wholeheartedly... "

After listening to the holy scripture for three days, Shen Fengyue, who has mastered the trick of rainbow farts, really came here with ease. Sure enough, after hearing what he said, the arc of Theodore's brows gradually smoothed out, and he picked up the scripture again and read it.

The top of Shen Fengyue's head was illuminated with colorful glazed light, the light was strong, and his sight was contaminated by these colorful colors.

But it was not in Theodore's place. I thought it was to make the lighting clear and make the eyes feel better. Another skylight was opened above his head. Shen Fengyue looked up and found that there was a golden glaze inlaid there.

So the light was golden, sprinkled from the sky and shone on the top of the head, like a light shining from heaven.

Holy, pure and inviolable.

Theodore stood there, his slender eyelashes were traced by gold light with a faint light edge, he looked serious and noble.

Shen Fengyue stared at him in a daze. Suddenly a breeze blew by. One or two white flocculent objects flew to the side of his face, pinched it in his hand, and found that it was a dandelion seed.

He looked behind him sideways, and found that a dandelion was born there at some unknown time. He picked the dandelion, which was fluffy, like a small round pompon.

Shen Fengyue raised the dandelion, placed it on Theodor's figure, and blew it gently.

The dandelions fluttered and danced in a ball, and the white fluff, with seeds and hope, floated to the distance, towards Theodore. The colorful glazed light plated them with beautiful light edges, and the edges of each velvet were painted finely.

Theodore Yuguang noticed everything that happened here, and didn't know what this person was doing with dandelions.

For a long time, when he refocused his attention on the holy scripture in his hand, the man suddenly spoke:

"By the way, to correct it, Silk Sira is a fixed term for our clan by others. I have my own name, my name is..."

"Shen Fengyue." The other party said his name to him.

Theodore's voice paused for a while, but the reaction quickly covered it.

Shen Fengyue noticed this subtle change, and he smiled softly.