June 2046 in the Western calendar.

In early summer, the temperature in Tianhai City becomes hot and dry.

The monsoon blowing from the east coast cannot dispel the high temperature of the subtropical climate, but it brings humid air.

Summer always comes earlier in the south than in the north.

Even the cicadas on the banyan tree are more diligent than those in the north, climbing up the treetops early and making upsetting cicadas of "Cicada~Cicada~".

This voice lingered outside the courtyard of the Theological Church, impatient and slightly impatient.

It looked like a group of people arguing about something in a hurry.

In a Japanese-style courtyard, a girl in a witch costume sat under the eaves, her hands quietly placed on her sides, looking curiously at a green cicada on the treetops outside the courtyard.

As a saint of the Tianhai branch of the Theological Sect, Yuan Kongye was trained as the successor of the church from childhood to adulthood.

Her parents claimed that she had some extraordinary abilities.

Therefore, every member who joins the church will be baptized and blessed by her.

When she was very young, she only found this ritual very interesting.

Although she didn't understand why the believers looked at her with such pious eyes, she didn't hate the feeling of being respected and loved.

However, as she grew older, she began to realize that she did not have any special abilities.

The so-called blessing ceremony is just a way to comfort believers, and it is even a tool for her parents to make money.

Gradually, Yuan Kongye no longer liked this kind of thing.

She couldn't bear the way the believers looked at her anymore.

It was like the eyes of a drowning swimmer grasping at straws.

As she grew older, she developed a rebellious mood in her heart.

However, she could not resist her parents' request.

Perhaps from the bottom of her heart, she also enjoys this feeling of being respected and loved by others.

But once people know that she is just an ordinary girl and not a saint with extraordinary abilities, she will lose all the identity and status she currently has, as well as her superior life.

Therefore, Yuan Kongye, who was in adolescence, has always been confused in this kind of comfort and self-blame.

She kicked the wooden clogs on her feet, and the white socks wrapped her feet tightly.

Theistic religion originated from neon, so she always wears neon witch clothes.

The red and white clothing has a conspicuous and weird taste.

At least in Tianhai City, she rarely goes out wearing this outfit.

The church behind me was very noisy.

She didn't know what they were arguing about, because this group of people always did strange things.

So she came to the courtyard and wanted to breathe some fresh air.

But when I raised my head, I saw layers of white clouds in the sky moving slowly like mountain peaks, pressing towards my head.

The air is a little dull.

Yuan Kongye's chest felt uncomfortable.

It seemed that something was about to happen. She put her right hand on her chest and could feel her heart beating faster.

"Did...something bad happen?"

Yuan Kongye said to himself.

At this moment, the wooden door behind him was pushed open with a crash.

Yuan Kongye turned around suddenly and saw the great elder of the Divine Sect, Uncle Tan, who had always cared for her since childhood, looking at her seriously.

"Saint, I have something to inform you. Just two hours ago, the plane the leader and his wife flew to Kyoto had an air crash over the East China Sea."

boom!

It was as if something exploded in Yuan Kongye's mind, leaving her brain blank.

As for what the elder said later, she couldn't hear clearly.

I saw that the great elder's face was more serious and cold than usual, and even his funny bald head looked like a piece of cold stone.

In the summer of 2046, Yuan Kongye's life trajectory changed dramatically.

From heaven to hell.

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The funerals of Hara Suiyun and my wife Kamiko were held one month later.

Their bodies were ultimately never found.

However, with their deaths, Theological Religion also faced a huge crisis.

In the past, as the leader and high priest of the church, Yuan Suiyun and his wife claimed to their followers that as long as they believed in theology, they would be able to achieve happiness and avoid disasters.

Countless believers are addicted to the fantasies they weave.

There are down-and-out people who are frustrated in life, there are patients suffering from chronic diseases, there are family members seeking medical treatment for their wives and children...

In order to make false promises, they donated all their property to the Theological Sect, and even defrauded their relatives and friends to donate their money to the two of them.

When Yuan Suiyun and his wife died, their dreams instantly shattered. Many people woke up and realized that they had been deceived.

At their funeral, Yuan Kongye wore black clothes and knelt before the funeral.

No one came to express condolences, but the angry congregants came over and angrily insulted the whole family.

Those once friendly and gentle faces have now become extremely twisted and terrifying.

Only her childhood sweetheart Zheng Yixian, wearing a black suit, stood firmly in front of her.

However, Zheng Yixian's strength alone is too weak.

Hundreds of angry congregants at first just insulted Yuan Kongye and his family.

But soon, this emotion turned into violence!

They angrily smashed and smashed Yuan Kongye's home and took away everything they could.

Some people even had nowhere to vent their anger, so they rushed over and kicked over the memorial tablets of Yuan Suiyun and his wife.

Yuan Kongye watched all this in horror. She cried and begged them not to do this.

"Please, you can take whatever you want. But keep the photos of my parents, please!"

Seeing Yuan Kongye's pleading appearance, those believers felt the pleasure of revenge.

Someone slapped her in the face.

"You damn liar, your whole family deserves to die, even if you die a hundred times, you can't make up for your sins!"

Yuan Kong's face bulged in the middle of the night, but he protected the photo of his parents and hugged it tightly in his arms.

Zheng Yixian stood in front of her and begged in a humble tone: "Aye is innocent. If you have any grievances, just vent them on me. Let her go! She is still a child."

Naturally no one would refuse such a request.

What's more, the anger in their hearts has been burning brightly, and they must have a place to vent.

As a result, Zheng Yixian was quickly knocked to the ground by a group of people, and fists and kicks rained down on her.

Yuan Kongye hugged the photo of her parents and looked at the scene in front of her with a horrified expression. She was trembling and her body was like sieving chaff.

Among the crowd, someone didn't know who suddenly reached out to her.

"The debts of the father are paid by the son. Since you are alive, you little liar, you must atone for everything your parents have done!"

Yuan Kongye's mind went blank, and she only felt that her body quickly became cooler.

"Stab it—prick it—"

She was pushed violently to the floor.

Countless hands stretched out towards her body.

She had never felt like this before. The excessive stimulation made her mentally numb and her body even lost feeling.

All she knew was that every part of her body seemed to be crawling with countless ants.

Even if she wanted to open her mouth and scream for help, she couldn't.

At this moment, she was like a doll being played with by countless people.

The bald head she once loved to caress also crawled onto her body.

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Yuan Kongye once thought she was dead, but she survived after all.
To be continued...