Chapter 115： Rebel

Shen Fengyue has been detained here for a few weeks, during which time he will definitely enter the hour-long "Reading the Holy Scriptures" session of Theodore. He has already heard of detachment.

No matter how hard he resisted in his heart, the contents of the sacred scriptures still got into his ears, leaving a mark deep in his brain. Sometimes when Theodor read some chapters, he could still catch a sentence or two casually. .

Forget it, what makes Shen Fengyue unbearable most is the incredible punishment of shaving her head. His hair grows fast, short hair will appear on his head in a few days, and it feels a little tied to the touch.

Whenever Shen Fengyue touched the little hair that emerged, she would shed moving tears. His hair finally returned to QAQ.

But Theodore's eyes were very venomous, and he could always perceive a little bit of his hair. Shen Fengyue's head was still warm, and someone would shave him the next moment.

The hair that had taken a stubble of hair was shaved, and the bright bald head reappeared in the world. This process was repeated several times, just like harvesting leeks, one crop, one crop, and the endless recycling of resources.

Shen Fengyue felt that she couldn't continue to sit still and had to take some actions.

On this day, Siodor entered the door and just opened the book and read a sentence or two, but he was stopped by Shen Fengyue: "Master Shengzi!"

Theodore looked up and found that the person in the cage was particularly energetic today. He looked at him with bright eyes and beckoned to him: "Master Saint, come here!"

"What's the matter with you?" Theodor did not go forward, but stayed in place instead, placing the book in his hands.

Shen Fengyue leaned close to the cage, sat down, her eyebrows curled up, and she smiled very purely: "Dear Lord Sage, the little man has heard you recite the sacred scriptures of Lord Guangming and listened to the teachings of the holy voice. Some feelings. It's just—" He stretched his intonation, and his voice changed.

Theodore had doubts in his eyes, and motioned him to speak quickly.

"It's just that the villain still has some doubts about the contents of the sacred scriptures, and I hope that my dear Lord Son can give me some pointers." He said again.

Shen Fengyue's mouth is sweet and sweet, with a mouthful of a dear Sage Son, his tone is respectful and kind, if he is an ordinary person, I am afraid that he will be so dizzy, Xiodor is not an ordinary person, he is loyal in his heart, and his faith is solid.

But he couldn't resist the enemy's many scheming and countless tricks. Hearing that Shen Fengyue said this, the holy son who believed in the **** of light really took the bait. He closed the pages of the book, then walked to the cage, squatted down to meet Shen Fengyue's gaze, and asked softly, "Why don't you understand?"

Shen Fengyue blinked quickly. This is a very comfortable way of communication. He squatted down to meet his sight, which meant respect for him.

It seems that this son is not extremely arrogant as imagined, unable to communicate. Except for a bit more talk (referring to chanting for a few hours a day), it still feels quite comfortable.

"You get closer."

Theodore felt a little weird, but he leaned forward a little more obediently.

Shen Fengyue's eyes were firmly attached to him, to be precise on his left breast pocket. The pocket opened a small opening, revealing a long strip with a round head, which was the key to unlock the cage.

This key is currently only owned by the Saint Child and the Pope, and Shen Fengyue observed it when he was shaved the last time.

There is no hole for inserting the key in the cage. Just put the key in a fixed position, and the cage will automatically open when the energy is sensed.

Shen Fengyue deliberately sat at the induction site, tempting Theodore to come closer and closer, as long as his left chest was lightly shaken at the induction site, he would be free. But the current position is not enough, and Theodor seems to have noticed the strangeness and is no longer close.

"Where do you not understand?"

There was only one finger's distance between the key and the induction place, and the Spicy Chicken Saint didn't move! Shen Fengyue glared at him, and the latter felt inexplicable.

He hasn't said anything, Theodor seems to be impatient, and wants to get up and leave. Victory is in sight, how can you let the duck with its mouth fly!

Shen Fengyue hurriedly stretched out a finger to reach the key in his pocket, but before reaching it, he was bounced back by the spell engraved on the railing.

The body felt like an electric current, the hairs stood up, and the body couldn't stop shaking. Shen Fengyue fell on the ground and rolled around, flushing with pain. After the symptoms eased for a while, he raised his eyes with tears and glared at Theodore: "...QAQ!!!"

Only then did Theodor know his purpose, and looked down at the keys that were quietly placed in his pocket, and then looked at Shen Fengyue's painful rolling around, a smile flashed across his eyes.

He got up and went back to his original position to open the book and continue reading, but Shen Fengyue didn't know if she was killed by the spell, but she was always more honest, lying there quietly.

As the days passed, Shen Fengyue only felt that life was like years. It was time to read aloud that day. It was rare for Theodore to not bring the holy scriptures, but instead brought a bunch of painting utensils.

He placed the things, sat down facing Shen Fengyue's direction, squeezed the paint on his hand, and dripped some water to prepare the color.

Shen Fengyue is inexplicable: "What are you doing?"

"Painting." The Holy See needs to paint a new portrait of the God of Light. The Pope is old and lacks energy, and this task naturally falls on him.

Shen Fengyue smiled: "It's fine for you to paint and go to the studio, why come here to paint? There isn't your Lord Guangming here."

Theodore choked with his coloring brush.

What he said is true. The Holy See has an exclusive studio with better lighting than here, and the environment is quiet and comfortable. It is very suitable for painting. Because of the task, he doesn't have to come over to recite the scriptures to Shen Fengyue recently.

But why did he still come?

Theodore didn't have an answer, as if the first thing he remembered when he was packing up his gear was to lift his foot in the direction here. Only when he came to this palace where the rebels were imprisoned could his heart calm down.

But he still needs an answer after all, so Theodor said: "My duty is to guard you, I'm afraid..."

Before he could finish his words, Shen Fengyue rolled his eyes: "Are you afraid of me running?" Damn, figure out the situation, big brother, I'm listening to the scriptures and shaved my head. If I can run, I will run long ago. Okay? Stay here?

Unexpectedly, Theodore actually nodded.

Shen Fengyue didn't want to communicate with him more. She lay on the ground spontaneously, resting her arms behind her head, and closing her eyes to calm down.

Seeing that he closed his eyes, Theodore didn't seem to want to pay attention to him, laughed, and continued to color with the brush.

He drew a stroke first, but it changed when the second stroke was drawn down. When he reacted, he found that the canvas already showed a fuzzy outline.

——It was the outline of a person, and the appearance was very familiar. Theodore looked across the canvas and reached the person not far away who was lying on the ground with eyes closed.

The person in the painting has a silver-white hair, a pair of eyes with the same hair color, and the skin is so fair that it loses its color.

Theodore frowned and looked at the painting in front of him. The paintbrush in his hand was dipped in a little red, and the pale lips of the person in the painting were brightly red.

More like him.

Theodore put down the paintbrush and sat on the canvas without moving for a long time. What's going on here, it's obviously to paint Lord Guangming, but he has become a rebel in front of him.

The icy blue eyes darkened. He stretched out his hand and rubbed the edge of the painting, sliding his fingers across the smooth white paper, cold and thin.

He could not find the answer.

Theodore drew for a long time, and after a while, Shen Fengyue woke up. He looked sideways and found that the man was fascinated by the painting. He was puzzled, how good is the painting? They were all dumbfounded.

So he asked him aloud: "What are you painting?"

The voice recalled Theodore's thoughts floating outside. He seemed to be hiding, and hurriedly answered: "God." In fact, he was painting him.

"Oh, okay." Shen Fengyue lost interest when he heard that the **** of light was painting, and took out a small object from the corner of the cage to fiddle.

Theodore kept his promise, and every time he came to recite the holy scriptures, he would bring in some gadgets to pass the time. When the accumulation is small, the small objects are piled up into a hill.

Shen Fengyue took out a windmill-like thing from the inside, puffed up his cheeks and blew, the windmill was turning like a chuckle, which was very beautiful.

Shen Fengyue sighed while blowing the wheel, alas, this man, once he gets bored, he can even blow the wheel all afternoon.

I don't know what Theodore thought. After drawing a prototype, he actually finished the painting as planned.

Stroke, shape, and color, his drawing skills are not bad, and after a set of skills, he is already 90% similar to Shen Fengyue's appearance.

How long he drew here, and how long Shen Fengyue had blown the windmill on the other side, until he got tired of blowing, and simply curled up on the ground and fell asleep in a daze.

When Theodor raised his head, he found that the man was asleep. After finishing the last stroke, he got up and walked up to him, trying to reach in and touch him.

The stretched fingers peeked into the cage little by little, as if exploring the most hidden mystery, just a little bit, then suddenly withdrew his hand.

"Shen Fengyue...what are you thinking about?" He called Shen Fengyue's name for the first time.

The person in the cage sleeps peacefully, and the corners of his mouth are tilted up, like a natural smile. He fell asleep now, and his lips seemed to have a faint smile.

Theodor took the painting back, hid it in his dark room, activated the switch to seal it, and then turned his back and dared not look at it again.

This is a cryptic secret deep in his heart, no one knows except him, except God, even Shen Fengyue does not know it.

He didn't know why he made such a painting, and what was in his mind when he painted it. Theodore himself did not have an answer, so he went to the idol in the middle of the night and in the dead of night, praying for answers from the gods and confessing himself.

He stayed there all night until the sky rang, and it was about to finish reading the holy scriptures for Shen Fengyue.

Theodore took the holy book and went to Shen Fengyue to recite the holy book for him. He did not laugh the whole time. No matter what Shen Fengyue said, he didn't pay attention to him, just read his own ignorantly.

He acted in this way, as if the love accumulated between the two in recent days, the eased relationship has disappeared, even back to the beginning.

Theodore speaks faster than usual. He is rushing forward, hoping to finish reading quickly, and then escape from this place.

The process was like years, but at last he finished reading. He packed up his things and was about to leave in a hurry, but was yelled out by a voice.

"Stop." Shen Fengyue narrowed his eyes. He had already seen that this kid was not right today. He had an icy face all the way and didn't know when he had offended the Lord Son.

Theodore wanted to escape from this place, but Shen Fengyue stopped him when he called. He stopped and stood there without turning around.

"My dear Lord Saint Son." Shen Fengyue raised her eyebrows, "You are in a bad mood today?"

Theodore replied: "No."

"Oh? No?" Shen Fengyue said again, "Then can you turn around when you ask the saint son to speak, you are facing me like this, but you are not polite at all."

Theodore had to turn around: "Sorry."

The people in the cage looked at him, silent, but those silver eyes burned on his body with a fiery sight, teaching Theodore not to move away.

The Adam's apple moved slightly, and Xiodor did not dare to move. He was faintly afraid in his heart, afraid that Shen Fengyue would ask him why, if he did, how would he answer by then.

The two stood in a stalemate for a few minutes, but they didn't expect that the other party suddenly laughed out loud.

Shen Fengyue's eyebrows are crooked, and her eyes are full of interest: "You don't have to rush to escape, I won't eat you. Let's play a game, okay? Dear Lord Sage?"

Theodor looked at him. Seeing that he hadn’t left, Shen Fengyue acquiesced and said, “This game is called'ten questions'. You ask me ten questions, and I can only answer them with'yes or no'. After the ten questions, just watch Master Shengzi can guess my answer."

After understanding the rules of the game, Theodor asked a few questions, but the answers were all "No".

In the fifth question, he suddenly blessed his soul and asked: "Is it something you like?"

Shen Fengyue blinked at him suddenly, and then said the first "yes".

"Is it an animal?"

"no."

"A plant?"

"No." Shen Fengyue looked at him, pounding on the floor tiles with bored hands.

Theodor looked around and asked, "Is it in this palace?"

Shen Fengyue nodded: "Yes."

It's not a plant or an animal, and in this palace, he still likes...

At this time, there are only two people in the palace, he and Shen Fengyue, that can only be...

An answer was ready to come out, and his voice fluctuated: "Then, is it me?"

Suddenly, Shen Fengyue didn't say a word, she just looked at him with a smile, her bright red lips closed together, as if to say the answer, but saw that Theodore hadn't waited for him to say it, and fled and left.

The sound of the palace door closing sounded, and Shen Fengyue laughed lowly, his laughter echoed in the empty palace.

"This holy son... weird and cute."

He did a blunt prank and got the desired result. Originally thought that the other party would not agree to this presumptuous request, but unexpectedly succeeded, even Shen Fengyue found it incredible.

When he was tired of laughing and wanted to rest, suddenly a note floated into the skylight.

Shen Fengyue picked up the note, and put a smile on her face again: "I'm finally free."

The note was sent by a dark cultist on the opposite side of the mainland, saying that he could be rescued in three days.

Shen Fengyue held his chin, suddenly remembered Theodore's face, shook his head and laughed, it seemed that he was going to be separated from Master Shengzi.