Shh, I'm behind you twelve
Shh, I'm behind you twelve
"What's the meaning?"
The man broke away from Mary in dissatisfaction and rubbed his hands. He didn't know how Mary, who needed help to walk, had the strength to drag him almost to the cross.
He looked at the giant in front of him and shuddered inexplicably, as if something was staring at him and he was a snack delivered to the door.
He turned around and stared at Mary's hilly body. "Old witch, I hope you are telling the truth, otherwise I can't control my body and do something to you."
Mary nodded devoutly, "Yes, I promise, but..."
As she spoke, she began to hesitate. The townspeople, who had originally felt relieved, were now extremely irritated. He could feel a sense of uneasiness spreading, as clear as a drowning person feeling the exhaustion of oxygen. The uneasiness spread from his limbs to his torso, giving him goose bumps.
But no matter how he looked, he couldn't find anything in this dilapidated church. He could only understand it as an illusion caused by cold and hunger.
He had no taboos about Mary's request, as he himself was not a qualified believer. It's just that the people in the town force everyone to come here to pray in turns.
Although prayer does not play any substantial role, it is undoubtedly extremely cost-effective to waste only one day to avoid the gossip and violence of the people in the town.
But Mary's hesitation made him feel very annoyed. He kicked the cross and looked at Mary fiercely, as if he would kick her next time if she didn't say something useful.
"Only true believers can receive the Lord's gift! You need to pray to the Lord here tonight. The Lord will give us the gift when he knows."
Mary observed his expression and whispered something in his ear. It was unknown what Mary said to make him docile. He even said to the cross with all his heart, "Thank God!"
He felt completely relaxed after whispering with Mary, and even went back to the corner to happily communicate with others. When others asked him what Mary had just said, he just smiled and told him to fulfill his responsibilities as a believer and wait for the Lord's gift, and said nothing else.
Gu Ci watched the fat Mary walk straight towards her after she finished talking to the townsman.
"Quit!"
Mary walked up to her and stared at Gu Ci meaningfully. "Do you believe in God?"
Immediately, Gu Ci thought of An's inexplicable words this afternoon, "Do you like it here?" The similar words made Gu Ci alert.
From today on, they all became very weird, as if Gu Ci would stay here forever if he answered in the affirmative.
They desperately wanted Gu Ci to stay here.
Gu Ci thought about it, looked at that big bumpy face and suddenly smiled, "Why don't you go ask about An?"
Looking at the way Mary's face twisted when she heard this answer, you knew that this answer would satisfy Mary.
Gu Ci retired after achieving success and fame. When he left, Mary had regained her smiling face and told everyone to go back and rest. When her eyes fell on the petite nun in the corner, she paused and then walked out as if nothing had happened.
Gu Ci returned to the room and pressed the little thing he found yesterday. After listening to it several times and seeing no change, Gu Ci decisively put it aside.
However, the little figures she sent out today gave her a lot of surprises. In addition to An's notebook, there were also many of An's things. However, what puzzled Gu Ci the most was that there was still nothing about Ci in them.
What does this mean?
And according to my feedback, all these things were found from An.
Gu Ci asked the servant to guard outside the door, and he opened the notebook to see if there was anything about Ci in it. It looks like a diary, but apart from the content, there is nothing like the common date and weather.
"The first time I saw this church, I knew this was where I would live in the future. Even though it is not as good as the church I was in before, I am satisfied to have a place to settle down.
There is a group of nuns here who worship their Lord devoutly. Their faith is stronger than mine, which is worth learning from.
The nuns all said that I was chosen by the Lord, my body and mind were pure and flawless, and I was also very proud that I was the one chosen by the Lord. The nuns all said that in order to have a bright future, I must serve the Lord in my heart. If you pray sincerely, the Lord will truly come. But I didn't expect that the real disaster had begun.
It was a very ordinary Sunday. A drizzle started falling in the evening, and this rain was no different from the previous ones. But the next day, the believers in the town came here as usual. But the rain was getting heavier and heavier. The roads were flooded and the residents of the town could not go back, so they could only rest in this church.
The nightmare begins from here. I had never thought that this was what Sister Mary meant by pure body and mind. She imprisoned all the believers, just like me. Locked in that gloomy basement, with no food and no water. Where there is no sunlight. She's not a nun at all! She's a witch! This is nothing more than a conspiracy to use human sacrifices…"
Apart from these contents, the notebook is filled with scratches expressing hatred and some incoherent words. It is already very difficult to piece together so many words from it.
But Gu Ci felt that the contents of this notebook were too biased. The writing on it looks new, as if it was written specifically for people to see.
If what is written in this notebook is true, why is there so little content? Normally, if one really wants to talk, one would write several pages, instead of just writing a paragraph, drawing some strange characters and then starting over on another page.
Besides, how do you explain the children's voices?
Besides, the contents of this notebook all mentioned her own experiences. It was An herself who entered the church and was chosen by the Lord to become the so-called sacrifice. There was no mention of Ci's existence between the lines.
Is Ciben a non-existent or imaginary character?
Gu Ci remembered Sister Lei's words.
Maybe what these people say cannot be trusted, people can lie. If you cannot accurately distinguish the lies, you will be the one falling into the abyss.
But in order to ensure its credibility, there must be some real clues in this diary, such as... sacrifice.
As for the rest... they sound too much like lies to be believed.