The Fuxing airship faded away under the stars. On this dark, moonless night, everything seemed silent.
Bing Zhixie was still thinking that if the pursuers caught up, he would ask Alice to summon Gulap to scare them away with her. However, those people did not catch up because they set off in time and the soldiers did not notice the flying soldiers.
The direction in which the airship flew away can be regarded as a little bit of good luck brought to both parties by the weather.
Dalia sat down on the chair on the back deck, looking a little lost, and suddenly threw herself on her knees and started crying. Jeck came to the stern of the boat, twisted his neck and looked at the crying woman, little
He rolled his eyes and returned to the cabin.
Why were you crying? No one asked. Only Buddha came to me silently.
Dalia raised her head and looked at him without saying anything. He knew why she was crying.
"Maybe they won't destroy that earthen house." Alice also came to the door and watched a hazy black shadow flying past in the dusk. This is a large bat unique to the local area, as big as half a tall man.
, so as to suck the blood of sheep, cattle and horses.
Dalia hopes so too. It is the place where generations of her father and ancestors have lived. For the security patrols who are good at arrests, it is not difficult for them to find the state of people moving out of the earthen huts, and it is not difficult to find that the Buddha has lived separately.
The traces of blood and the dirty blood stains left behind. As long as she is not a fool, she will not think of anything. She dare not think about what kind of damage her family will suffer when she is angry.
Ruola and everyone else were piling up messy map rolls all over the cabin. In order to fit tens of thousands of maps into the cabin, some materials that took up space had to be thrown into the mountains.
Xiumia came out and called them in to help. How to sort and put them into the cabin was up to Dalia. These were very precious treasures.
There is no detailed classification, I just simply put them into the empty cabin. Because they are all in a fluffy state, they fill nearly three cabins. Fortunately, there is no need to stack them in layers, otherwise the entire airship will not be enough.
Fobie's injuries were not serious. He had been breathing lightly. Ruola noticed this and felt that his condition was not very good. He went over to inquire and examined his injuries. There were several obvious sharp weapon injuries under his ribs, waist and abdomen.
, the wound was inflamed and festering, and the gauze covering it was also contaminated by sweat and muddy water. It must have been caused when moving the map.
"You need to change the dressing," she said.
"I know."
When Ruola saw Xiumia, she looked at him in the corridor between the cabins and waved: "Xiumia, you have studied as a nurse. Please help change his medicine. I will go get the medicine."
Xiumia didn't go over immediately. She was a little reluctant, or a little scared. Although she had not directly met Fobie before, it must have been related to this person, causing her to almost die in the Fobie pagoda. But she only hesitated.
A few seconds passed.
Ruola brought some medicine, and the two of them lifted up his clothes again to treat his injuries.
Fobie waved his hand to stop him, leaned against the wall near the window of the dining table, and looked at Xiumia: "Don't you hate me because of what happened before?"
Xiumiya's face was not pretty: "Hate."
"Then why do you still want to help me?"
"...I don't know either." Xiumia put down the gauze and medicine and stepped aside: "I'd better ask your companions to help you."
Fobie shook his head: "I know medical skills and can treat wounds by myself."
Humia called Dalia anyway.
Fobie did not ask others to help him. He thanked Ruola who sent him the medicine, and used skilled and proficient techniques to change medicine and heal his injuries. His fingers exuded powerful magical white light, and the effective painkillers made him
His breathing became steady. He closed his eyes and rested for a while. When he opened his eyes, Bing Zhixie was leaning on the small bar counter diagonally opposite him.
"What did Mr. Celeste have to say?"
Bing Zhixie said: "I didn't expect you to become so embarrassed." He didn't feel any guilt, he was just chatting casually.
Fobie said: "I didn't expect things to come to this point. All of this is my fault. If I hadn't done those evil deeds that offended the true God, there wouldn't be today's results."
"Are you accepting your fate?"
The Buddha remained silent.
Bing Zhixie said: "I don't think you are a person who accepts your fate."
Fobie said: "I have been fleeing all the way. Although it has only been a few dozen days, I have seen many things that I have not seen in the past few decades. I have always lived in the Fobie Pagoda and rarely leave Xiangshan."
City, I’ve only seen people suffering like this in remote places today.”
"What you say makes me feel like a king making a useless confession."
Fobie shook his head: "I actually know how much suffering there is out there, but I have never seen it with my own eyes. I am being chased by swordsmen all the way, but it is the poorest people who are helping me."
"It can be seen from the injuries on your body that you were tortured during the escape. But your injuries...ha!" After a while, Bing Zhixie said again: "Although you and I are both apprehended by the Angel Sect,
But you and I are not the same people. Now that I’m helping you, I can’t help you in vain.”
"I have nothing now, what do you want?"
Bing Zhixie said: "How can you say you have nothing? At least you have some things in your head that I am curious about."
"Are you curious about the True Religion's "Record of Dafa and Divine Will" and the Hundreds of Great Powers?"
Bingzhi smiled evilly: "Da Sura's wisdom is very smart."
Buddha shook his head and said: "The Record of Divine Will of Dafa is a secret of the true religion, and I cannot tell you."
"Isn't it a set of doctrinal books? How can it be related to great power?"
Buddha said goodbye and said nothing.
"Then what can you tell me?"
Buddha thought for a moment and said, "I can only tell you that so far, no one has been able to fully learn one hundred kinds of great power."
"Oh, is this mystery so profound?"
"It's not just profound." Fobie thought for a moment and then said: "Actually, the power of "Dafa Divine Will Record" is also divided into easy-to-use, powerful and not-so-easy-to-use, not-so-powerful. In other words
By the way, it is also divided into high, middle and low levels.”
"Oh. There's nothing strange about that."
Buddha said: "Whenever someone learns the thirty-three kinds of great power, every time he learns another one, he will naturally forget one of the first thirty-three kinds."
Bingzhi was surprised: "There is such a strange thing? What is the reason?"
Fobie shook his head: "If you know the reason, you may be able to solve the problem of forgetfulness. This is also the reason why all sects of the True Sect agree to study and interpret scriptures in the Three Holy Cities in order to better decipher the mysteries. In the True Sect, no matter which sect,
Surahs are allowed to study the first fifty kinds of powerful powers, and only Great Sullah can learn them all completely."
"Can the Supreme Heaven only learn thirty three types?"
"That's it." Fobie said: "Through continuous learning and constant forgetting, the Supreme Heaven and Great Sura forget the lower powers and leave behind the higher powers. But which one will be forgotten? Which one will be forgotten?"
It is the will of the true God that the species will be remembered.”
"I understand. It's really refreshing that there are such strange powers in the world."
Fobie said: "What I have said is not an important secret, but this is the limit of what I can tell outsiders. If you want to ask more about the inside story, I am sorry that I cannot answer."