Quickly Pierce the Peace of Mind To Be a Passerby

Terrified, the result was good, and I arrived at the prayer room safely.

In the silent prayer room, Liu Weiwei knelt on the cushion in front of the statue of the God of Darkness, with her head raised slightly, her eyes fixed on the face of the statue for a long time, communicating with the system in her mind.

"Senior, tell me, can the God of Darkness really hear you praying through this statue?" Liu Weiwei asked curiously.

System: "There are many statues like this in this continent. There are countless people who pray to these statues every day. If you are a god, would you listen?"

"I will stop listening at first, but gradually, I may stop listening." Liu Weiwei replied hesitantly.

"God, you know everything. I am your most loyal believer, and I believe in you devoutly." Liu Weiwei said this praise in an exaggerated tone.

Feeling a trace of magic power in his body, Liu Weiwei asked the system again in his mind: "Senior, what's going on?"

System: "It's just a small spell. He can only tell whether what you say is good or not, and whether it is sincere."

"Is that so?" Liu Weiwei looked at the statue in front of him, a little disappointed.

"God, our words won't reach your ears." Liu Weiwei lowered her eyes. "When the plague came, when the Dark Vatican was framed, the believers in the Vatican should have prayed to you devoutly, right? But if you pay attention to the prayers of these believers, the Dark Vatican will not be treated like that."

Liu Weiwei's eyelashes trembled slightly, "There may be another reason. This world is a book, and you are the god in the book. Even you cannot go against the will of the world."

The palms hanging by the side were slightly tightened into fists, Liu Weiwei raised his head again and looked directly at the statue of the Dark God, "I want to do something, but I need to borrow your name, I hope you don't mind."

After coming out of the prayer room and nodding to the guards waiting on both sides of the prayer room, Liu Weiwei went back to her room.

After locking the door, Liu Weiwei stood in front of the mirror and began to practice.

What should you say when confronting the Pope?

What should the facial expressions look like?

How should we respond to emergencies that may arise?

"Senior!" Liu Weiwei poked the system in his mind, with a hint of flattery in his tone, "Please help me match the scene!"

After finishing speaking, he made an expression in front of the mirror, and Liu Weiwei asked, "Senior, how about this expression?"

Before the system answered, Liu Weiwei withdrew his expression, frowned and shook his head, denying himself: "No, it seems a little too calm."

With her fingers on her chin, Liu Weiwei thought about it, and asked, "Should a devout believer be ecstatic when he receives the will of the god he believes in? Or should he have doubts about this experience? Or should he be overjoyed?" There is something unbelievable in the madness?"

"It's so difficult how to put on these expressions!" Liu Weiwei put her head in her hands and broke down.

System: "Host, this system reminds you that you cannot interfere with the main plot of this world."

The voice of the system is very serious, "The plot of Telu country has nothing to do with the main plot of this world, so the host can take advantage of loopholes and even tell the content of the plot to Prince Adri."

"However, this time is the main plot, please master the host carefully and don't interfere with the normal development of the story."

"I know, anyway, the dark church will disappear in the end, and the congregation will be burned to sacrifice to heaven. As for how many congregants will die, there is no clear regulation in the book, right?" Liu Weiwei asked with a serious expression.

System: "The host, please be careful."

measure?

Liu Weiwei looked at herself in a black dress in the mirror silently.

A sleepless night.

The next day, Liu Weiwei went to the Pope with two dark circles and a haggard face.

"What's the matter?" the pope asked kindly.

"Your Majesty, when I was praying in the prayer room yesterday, I got the will of my God." Liu Weiwei lowered his eyes and said respectfully, with a trace of fear and hesitation on his face.

"What?" the Pope asked in surprise.

"I... got the will of my God yesterday." This time, Liu Weiwei's expression and tone were much firmer than last time, and he repeated what he said just now in the eyes of the Pope.

"Tell me in detail how you obtained the will of my God." The pope restrained his expression, made a serious face, looked at Liu Weiwei with sharp eyes and asked carefully.

Liu Weiwei's heart tightened. After all, he is in such a high position and controls such a powerful person in the Holy See. Even though he usually behaves amiable and approachable, once he becomes serious, his aura is still very attractive.

She is on the verge of breaking out now and has no choice but to send it.

Liu Weiwei pursed the corners of her lips, lowered her eyelids to calm the look in her eyes, and said the draft that she had written in her heart, "I was praying devoutly in the prayer room yesterday, when suddenly a voice appeared in my mind, he said, In the future, the Dark Holy See will usher in a disaster,..."

Story revisions have been reworked into something unrecognizable.

This way, it doesn't count as revealing the plot.

After Liu Weiwei finished speaking, she waited quietly.

The Pope's face was already full of thoughts, and he walked slowly in the hall. After a while, he glanced at Liu Weiwei who was quietly waiting by the side, and the Pope asked, "Does God have any instructions for this?"

Liu Weiwei shook her head.

Before the Pope asked her to step down, Liu Weiwei took the initiative and said: "When I heard this decree, Weiwei was extremely frightened. I didn't sleep last night and came up with an immature solution. I would like to ask Your Majesty to listen to it."

"any solution?"

"Break it into pieces and hide some believers among ordinary people." Liu Weiwei said, "Slowly reduce the size and number of people in the Holy See. If a crisis comes, at least that part of the people can survive as a hope for the revival of the Holy See in the future." seed."

After Liu Weiwei finished talking about her own method, she raised her head and looked at the Pope expectantly, as if seeking approval.

Liu Weiwei's expressions were all caught by the Pope, and the usual kindness was lost in the Pope's voice: "Go back first."

"Yes." Liu Weiwei replied, and slowly exited the hall.

Looking back at the closed palace door, Liu Weiwei finally left. Maybe the Pope has a better way.

"Your Highness."

"Teacher Huahuaya." Liu Weiwei asked with downcast eyes. At the moment when he met the English teacher, all his solemn mood was fed to the dog.

"Congratulations to Your Royal Highness on your safe return from travel." Hua Ya said with a smile.

"My god bless you." An official sentence.

"I wonder if His Highness has studied during this time?" Huaye's expression was still smiling.

"A little bit." Liu Weiwei's eyes wandered. As for whether he has learned a little bit or not, it depends on how the listener understands it.

"Then..." Hua Ya looked at Liu Weiwei's haggard face, and the words became, "Tomorrow at two o'clock in the afternoon, we will study on time."

"Yes." Liu Weiwei replied, there is nothing to love in life, what about the dark church, the bright church, the whole Western Fantasy world, let's die with English!