Chapter 39 The Pious Son
The person who secretly did it to him in the middle of the night was Ruan Zhixian.
Ruan Zhixian’s voice was not difficult to recognize, and he had no hidden thoughts, but Ana Shen was fed medicine yesterday and was unconscious, so he couldn’t tell it.
The most petty person in the whole book. If he steps on you twice during the day, you will feel unbalanced and will retaliate in the same way at night.
I don't know how he did it or how long he did it, he had absolutely no sense of propriety.
It was already noon, and Ana Shen couldn’t go out to eat, so he could only put a small table on the bed and forcefully turned him into a patient.
Ruan Zhixian.
Ana Shen clenched his back teeth.
His novel has too heavy a filter, and there is very little description of Ruan Zhixian's psychology in the whole text. Most of it is about how cruel and terrible he is, so that Shen Yan, who just came here and took the identity of a neighbor who died early, is subconsciously afraid of him.
But now the fear and terror were minimal, and what prevailed was the anger that made him want to tie him up and burn him as firewood.
I won’t say anything about the first two times. It’s okay to make a wrong decision, and it’s acceptable to have a punishment for a failure. Ruan Zhixian has a good sense of service, so he was also happy.
This time it's too much.
Ruan Zhixian likes him to move, and even if he faints, he has to wake him up before continuing. The drug makes him lose consciousness and lose his mind, so what?
Ana Shen didn’t dare to think about how out of control she was last night.
Ana Shen, who had managed to calm down, touched his belly thoughtfully.
Let's put things one way or the other. In order to avenge what happened this morning, why should Ruan Zhixian just get away with it? Why did he go to the trouble of restricting his movements and not letting him leave the temple?
wrong.
It was almost two in the morning when the Holy Communion ended and all the priests were called away for a meeting. His priest told him that he would not be coming back and gave him good instructions to pray and rest.
He got up at around nine o'clock, and it was a total of seven hours. There was no mark on his body. How did the priest know that he had been raped and still swore that he was pregnant?
A chill ran down Ana Shen’s spine.
There are two possibilities.
Either the person who came yesterday was not Ruan Zhixian but the Pope, or Ruan Zhixian had colluded with the Pope and told the Pope early on that he was coming to get him, and then maliciously let the priest tell him the false news of his pregnancy through the Pope to see his reaction.
The two possibilities are barely fifty-fifty, and the latter is slightly better because Shen Yan feels that the voice he heard is indeed Ruan Zhixian's voice.
But it's outrageous.
Doesn't Ruan Zhixian hate cults? How could he be connected to the Pope?
And why would the Pope suddenly change? Was it arranged by Ruan Zhixian? Did he take control of the church?
Impossible, this is not Ruan Zhixian's style.
Ana Shen couldn't figure it out, his head was in a mess, he sighed, and drank a mouthful of porridge listlessly.
The door was knocked twice and pushed open. Ana Shen turned around and looked over, and was greeted by a smiling face.
Although he was smiling, his temperament was very friendly and he looked non-aggressive, like a college student who went to the countryside to help with poverty alleviation. But his pair of light silver, inorganic eyes always made Shen Yan feel that he was the same person as Ruan Zhixian.
Cold-blooded, arrogant and selfish.
Ana Shen stared at him walking towards her in a daze, blushing as she tried to move the small dining table on the bed away, and said in a panic: “I’m sorry, Your Holiness, I didn’t know you would come over, and I’m so rude! I’ll go clean it up now, please wait!”
Qi Cong pushed Ana Shen back and smiled faintly: “Don’t be nervous, I just came to see you.”
Ana Shen placed her hand on her belly, a proud and happy blush on her cheeks, “Thank you for your concern, Your Holiness. I will definitely cherish the reward from God and ensure the safe birth of the Son of God.”
Qi Cong's gaze also followed Shen Yan's hand and fell on Shen Yan's body.
The thin silk pajamas had their collar opened wide, and the three buttons were buttoned up, barely covering his chest and abdomen. The soft folds outlined his body lines, which looked healthy and full of vitality.
There are no other traces.
After the holy feast, Ruan Zhixian came to him for help and asked him to order Shen Yan's priest to tell him that he was pregnant with God's child after Shen Yan woke up.
When he heard this, he became interested and asked questions to find out the truth. He also generously shared three methods for men to have children.
Unfortunately, Ruan Zhixian was too tight-lipped and didn't say anything. He was also told not to be so curious and just do his own thing and not to interfere.
The more this happened, the more curious Qi Cong became.
Who on earth makes Ruan Zhixian have so much fun?
After much investigation, we found out that he could be a mother. Apart from that, his face was the only thing that was outstanding, and everything else was useless.
It's not that he speaks rudely, that's the truth.
It's only been a few days, but I've already gained such a deep understanding of the purpose and obligations of this makeshift church.
As a man, he didn't even question the authenticity of the pregnancy. He was ready to give birth to a life before his pregnancy became apparent, and he wore loose clothes.
It seems that in the name of God, he can do anything.
Looks like someone who could be easily tricked into bed.
So stupid.
Qi Cong's disdain and sarcasm were well concealed by his appearance, and he smiled gently, "While waiting for the descent of the gods, you can tell the priest if you need anything. Everything is for the Son of God."
Shen Yan looked hesitant, wanting to say something but stopping himself.
Qi Cong: "What's wrong?"
“Your Holiness, I know that the responsibility of nurturing the Son of God is great, but, but…” Ana Shen sighed deeply, as if it was difficult to speak the rest of the words. Halfway through the words, he forced a smile, and said fragilely and stubbornly: “Forget it, I will stay in the cathedral for the next three months, it’s okay.”
It was Qi Cong's own idea to let Shen Yan stay in the temple for three months. He didn't plan to stay outside of Area 1 for too long. He would only feel disgusted if he saw too many ordinary people. The people in the temple were carefully selected and the degree of transformation was less than 20%, so he barely adapted.
Ruan Zhixian provided the toys and the venue, and they played within the designated area, which was fair and reasonable.
Even if the toys are unhappy with the blatant confinement, they have to endure it.
What's more, he is so well-behaved.
Qi Cong looked at Shen Yan's drooping eyelashes, and asked inexplicably: "What do you want to say?"
Ana Shen was silent for a few seconds before saying, “Can I go meet my brothers and sisters?”
Shen Yan's file was very clean, and it was obvious that it was the work of Ruan Zhixian. He used the resources of District 1 to find the original file.
Qi Cong directly exposed him, "But I remember you have no relatives."
Under Qi Cong's inquiring and scrutinizing gaze, Shen Yan sighed:
“As an ordinary person, Shen Yan does not have that, but as the Holy Son Shen Yan, the millions of followers are millions of family members!”
"Are your family members cold? Are they hot? Are they eating well? Are they happy? Are your family members doing good deeds for God in the world devoutly?"
Shen Yan expressed his true feelings and was worried: "Every time I think of the millions of people in the world who are still suffering from dire straits, my heart is torn, I toss and turn, and I am tortured by my conscience every moment."
Qi Cong: “…”
Qi Cong never expected that his church, which had only been established for less than two months and in which all religious doctrines were taught by his subordinates themselves and was shabby and leaky, would have such devout believers.
He thought everyone was here for the money.
It's rare to see someone this stupid. Has Ruan Zhixian changed his personality and only likes this kind of stupid people?
No matter what Ruan Zhixian thought, he didn't like it.
Qi Cong wanted to make a perfunctory remark to get out of this situation in time, but before he could open his mouth, Ana Shen looked at him cautiously again, "Your Holiness, can I leave the cathedral and go out to meet them?"
"Of course, under the guidance of the priest, you can leave for two days a week." Qi Cong stood up, without disappointment on his face, and patted Shen Yan's shoulder gently, "Shen Yan, you are the Holy Son I am most optimistic about. Please make sure to keep it up and don't let God down."
Ana Shen nodded vigorously and watched Qi Cong leave all the way.
The lunch, which had already cooled down, was brought back by Ana Shen and continued to be eaten.
It seems that the restriction of actions was not the work of Ruan Zhixian.
When this person came, he was dressed up like a peacock with its tail spread out, but his expression subtly changed after coming into contact with him. Looking at his eyes and movements, there was no clingy intention at all, and he even showed a bit of disgust.
It wasn't him last night.
Ana Shen bit the fork in a trance.
So, from the result, it was Ruan Zhixian who conspired with him and sneaked into his room to take revenge, but this man, for some purpose, did not follow Ruan Zhixian's agreement and kept him under surveillance.
Ruan Zhixian knew him, but the original novel did not describe such a person in detail.
Except for Ruan Zhixian, only a few hundred words appeared for the sponsors, and the rest were all blurred...
Is he from District 1? Is he the sponsor behind the church? Curious about what Ruan Zhixian is doing, why not come out and have some fun?
Shen Yan’s eyes flickered slightly.
If within a week the Pope changes back to the original one and he does not appear again thereafter, it can be presumed that there is no problem with the line.
Ruan Zhixian can't stand people who disobey.
He also doesn't like others playing the same game as him.
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Qi Cong returned to his office, leaned lazily on the sofa, and quickly looked through the church members' information.
The original intention of starting a church was just for fun. Later, as the number of members increased, I wanted to use this opportunity to find a parent body.
Not surprisingly, it was total garbage.
Before Shen Yan appeared, the highest matching rate was 56%, while people with a lower degree of transformation and not much pollution were generally 30%.
The vast majority of people in the church are under thirty years old, with only a few barely reaching forty.
Boring.
He closed the terminal page casually and was bored thinking about what to do next when the door was pushed open.
It’s Ruan Zhixian.
Ruan Zhixian closed the door with his backhand and walked towards him without any expression.
Qi Cong saw him, raised his eyebrows, and sneered, "The toy you are playing with is too boring. There are a lot of people like this. If you like it--"
Pop.
The sound of a silenced pistol is somewhat muffled.
Qi Cong was caught off guard, and a hole with a diameter of nine millimeters suddenly appeared between his eyebrows.
It took two seconds for blood to flow out of the hole.
His eyes were still open, he died with his eyes open.
Ruan Zhixian, who had no love for his countrymen or humanitarian concern, shot him a few more times in the face.
From beginning to end, the expression on his face did not change.
He checked the time.
One minute was enough for Qi Cong's consciousness to return to his own body.
He dialed the number and the person on the other end asked him in a weird way whether he was sick.
He just flicked his wrist and emptied the last bullet, the sound was very faint.
"Stay in area one and don't touch my things."
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