Chapter 175 After today, he will no longer have a brother
Shu Yue texted Qin Shuo about what happened in the church.
Qin Shuo replied very quickly.
-Qin Shuo: Are you in Eastern Europe now?
-Shu Yue: Yes.
Shu Yue told Qin Shuo the details, and finalized the specific details of the action with Qin Shuo, and told Shu Yunyan and Shen Changnian about what happened here.
The next night.
The deputy teacher found Shu Yue.
"I agree to your plan."
He lowered his eyes, and his fingers hanging at his side clenched involuntarily.
His brother's ending was already determined, and he had to keep himself rational and make the most correct decision with pain.
Even if the church will change hands in the future, he may face the wrath of the royal family because of this decision.
Even if... he will lose his biological brother forever.
Shu Yue saw his emotions, was silent for a moment, and said, "The day after tomorrow."
The deputy teacher was startled and whispered, "The day after tomorrow... will my brother die?"
"Yes." Shu Yue nodded, "The day after tomorrow, his thunder tribulation will come. With his cultivation, he can't withstand this thunder tribulation. The day after tomorrow is his deadline. It has been more than two hundred years for an ordinary person's body to support him. It is already the limit. His death date has come."
The deputy teacher's hand trembled imperceptibly. He lowered his head and said nothing. After a long silence, he whispered, "I know."
"You are twins, right?" Shu Yue raised her eyes and looked at him.
"Yes." The deputy teacher did not hide it from her. He felt that the little girl in front of him was not an ordinary person. The body was just a shell. Her soul was very powerful, much stronger than his and his brother.
My brother was blinded by power and didn't see it, but he could feel the strong aura that she inadvertently exuded every time he met and communicated with her.
The deputy bishop said, "Our mother is from Dragon Country. She taught us Taoism. My mother didn't survive a thunder calamity and died. My father was killed by a villain not long after. Since then, my brother and I have been dependent on each other and have supported each other for more than two hundred years."
"His thunder calamity is also your thunder calamity. The archbishop has done too many evil things. This time, God wants his life, and he has no way to avoid it. You witnessed your brother's evil deeds but failed to stop him. It is also your karma. This thunder calamity should have been your end. But the church cannot be without someone in charge. Otherwise, if the two archbishops of the church die at the same time, the church will be leaderless and it will cause riots. So this time, I will protect your life."
Shu Yue cut her finger, wrote a yellow talisman, and handed it to the deputy bishop.
"This talisman can help you survive this thunderstorm, but you must do good deeds in the future, otherwise the next thunderstorm will also be your death."
The deputy bishop took it absent-mindedly.
Only to hear Shu Yue say again: "This talisman can only protect you, not him. He has done too many evil things, and the heaven will not tolerate him."
Hearing Shu Yue's warning, the deputy bishop lowered his eyelids and said softly, "I know."
Deputy Bishop Wen Er returned to his residence absent-mindedly. The archbishop was in his room, and seemed to have been waiting for him for a while. Wen Er was startled and then went in.
"Where did you go?" The archbishop asked casually.
He looked Wen'er up and down, and seeing that he was absent-minded, the archbishop pondered for a moment, stepped over, raised his hand and touched Wen'er's left cheek, "The swelling has disappeared. I hit you that day. Are you still blaming me in your heart?"
Wen'er shook his head, "No."
The archbishop sighed, "Wen'er, no one understands me better than you. Do you know why I am so obsessed with power? That year our mother passed away, and the deputy bishop forced our father to do something in front of us. Our father was killed in front of us, and we were humiliated in every way. We lived worse than slaves. None of our ten fingers were good, and there was not a piece of good meat on our bodies. In order not to go hungry, we picked up other people's leftovers to eat. Once you almost starved to death. I stole a piece of bread from the kitchen and was found by the chef and almost beaten to death. If I hadn't remembered the Taoist magic that my mother taught us, we would have starved to death in some corner now. "
"Only power, only power can protect us."
"I just don't want to be bullied by others anymore, and I also want to step on them. Look at those people who came to pray that day, they were so humble to me. They were all of noble status, and which one of them didn't step on us at will in the past? But now when they see me, which one dares to disrespect me? This is the role of power."
"I just don't want to live the same kind of life as before, I just want to live."
"But it's been two hundred years, you have had power for two hundred years, isn't it enough?" Wen'er's eyelashes trembled, and he clenched his fingers hanging at his sides, "Those people imprisoned in the dungeon who were used by you and became your tools for power, which one of them didn't live as miserably as we did before? Brother, you have changed, and your original intention is no longer the same as you."
"So what if I have changed?" the archbishop said angrily, "Once you have power, you want more power. Eastern Europe is not enough. I want the whole world to crawl at my feet. I want everyone to worship me as a god. I am about to succeed, so how can I be willing to die at this time?"
Wen'er excitedly grabbed the archbishop's wrist and said, "The thunder tribulation is not so easy to get through. Brother, as long as you sincerely repent, I will help you carry the thunder tribulation. I believe that the two of us can..."
"Enough!"
The archbishop interrupted Wen'er and stared at him heavily. "Don't worry about this matter anymore. I have my own arrangements. You should go to bed early."
The archbishop strode out of Wen'er's room.
Wen Er stood stiffly in the room for a long time. He turned around absentmindedly and saw the clothes he would wear tomorrow neatly stacked on the bed. A sour feeling rose in his heart, making him feel uncomfortable.
In the middle of the night, Wen Er returned to the dungeon to find Shu Yue.
"If, I mean if..." Wen Er said hurriedly, "I will survive my brother's calamity, and all his retribution will be avenged on me. Can my brother...you should be able to exchange your life? Exchange my fate with his, and I will survive my brother's calamity." Shu Yue shook
her head and looked at him with pity, "Wen Er, a person's fate is predetermined. Exchanging fate is against heaven. I will not do it, and I cannot do it."
Wen Er's strength was instantly drained away, as if his soul was instantly taken away, and he stood there absentmindedly.
Shu Yue sighed, "Wen'er, you have things to do. After the death of the Archbishop, there are many things you need to do. So many believers believe in your God. As a bishop, you cannot abandon your believers." After
a long silence, Wen'er said bitterly, "Okay."
The day after tomorrow came in a blink of an eye.
Wen'er woke up very early that day.
To be exact, he did not sleep all night and sat in front of the archbishop's door all night.
After today, he will no longer have a brother, and he will no longer have a relative in this world.
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