I really don't want to hang up

Chapter 126 Letters and Gifts
In the first half of the night, the city of Shenbang was still disturbed from time to time, with sporadic disturbances and shouts of killing one after another, like noisy frogs lurking in a wheat field.

After midnight, the situation stabilized.

Well-equipped soldiers patrol the streets, and any anomalies can be controlled in the shortest time.

The sinners caught in the heresy trial quickly repented in front of the torture tools, and one name after another was uttered from their mouths.

The list fell into the hands of Pang, and his legion went door-to-door to arrest people and put them into the Inquisition.

The big picture is set.

Lu Deng hadn't slept all night in Kelu Mountain before, and he was thinking about all kinds of possibilities during the day, so he could only take a nap when he had time, and then he was bored with a half bottle of wine.

Seeing that the situation was stable and sleepiness swept over like a storm, Lu Deng's eyelids couldn't help but slammed down.

He yawned, explained to the scholar three, and went upstairs to sleep.

When he reached the second floor, Lu Deng discovered that there were still two elders hiding in his house.

There are seven justices, nine scholars, and thirteen elders.

That is to say, in addition to the three-member committee, there are still some elders who will be scattered outside.

University scholar three is the leader of the singular faction, and has a harmonious relationship with all parties. He is also a wise man with courage and skill.

Following him, the probability of survival will naturally be much higher.

Lu Deng looked at the two elders and sighed helplessly.

These guys are really afraid of death
In fact, even if there is a chance, everyone will not choose to kill the elders.

First off, they're useless.

There is a reason why there are so many jokes in the Senate in Shenbang.

The patriarch's waste is beyond your imagination.

What's the point of killing a waste?

Secondly, the Senate is, in the final analysis, the institution at the top of the Shenbang pyramid.

Killing the elders is tantamount to provoking the dignity of the Kingdom of God, and the Kingdom of God will definitely make a corresponding counterattack.

Killing the elders would do no good, and would lead to a whole lot of trouble.

All kinds of harm but no benefit, who would do such a thing?
Judge Geoffrey, eight of the great scholars died, but the senators who were with them were unscathed.

This is the evidence.

Luden returned to his room and fell asleep.

When he woke up, it was already daylight.

Awu brought the toiletries and water.

He's back from the Palace of Greed.

The riot last night did not affect Ah Wu.

For the present Shenbang, he is just an insignificant slave.

The vortex of power struggle at the top may tear apart a predator, but hardly affects a grain of sand.

What's more, Luden made perfect preparations, and let his most trustworthy and most powerful friend—Judge Guruide take care of Awu.

As for the price, Luden doesn't have to worry about it for the time being.

One good thing about Justice Gured: He's greedy.

With him, everything can be solved with Miso.

Coincidentally, Luden is particularly good at earning miso.

Any problem that can be solved with Miso is not a problem for Luden.

After washing up, Luden yawned and asked casually,

"Miss Al is downstairs?"

Awu nodded and whispered his experience.

Last night, he spent the night in the Palace of Greed, and Judge Gured provided him with enough food, a good bed, and the best treatment.

Until this morning, Miss Ayer went to the Greedy Palace and took away Awu by name.

At first, Justice Gured was a little reluctant to let him go.

The man was sent by Luden, but was picked up by Al. If Luden asks Gu Ruide for someone, what will he do?
After Al showed a certain token, Justice Gured's attitude immediately changed [-] degrees.

Al also didn't understand why the token left by grandma could have such an effect.

Maybe the justice just respects grandma.

Al didn't dare to think about it.

She brought Awu back to the small building, and waited quietly for Lu Deng to wake up.

After listening to A Wu's words, Lu Deng nodded without saying anything.

Last night, he guessed it.

However, Lu Deng knew very well that even if he went out to chase him immediately, he would not be able to catch up with him.

The two parties are equivalent to fighting the landlord with clear cards, and they can see clearly what cards the other party has in their hands.

Lu Deng walked out of the room, and the small building that was crowded last night was finally empty.

University scholars, judges, elders and others have long since left the small building.

The worst part of the Doomsday is over, but there is still a lot of work to do in the aftermath.

If it is not handled properly, there will be endless disasters.

When Lu Deng went downstairs, Miss Al was sitting at the long table, flipping through an ancient book, with a gift and a letter beside her.

Hearing the movement upstairs, Ms. Al stood up and handed the envelope in front of Mr. Luden.

"Mr. Luden, my grandma left you a letter."

Luden accepted the letter without saying anything.

He guessed it was her.

When sporadic clues sparked in Luden's mind, he relied on his powerful memory to recall certain details.

Although the eyes were cloudy, they were somewhat familiar.

If it had been clearer, more agile, rejuvenated and rejuvenated, it would have been Luden's familiar eyes.

Al finished handing in the letter, bit his lip, and made up his mind to tell a secret.

"Mr. Luden. Me."

Her voice trembled slightly, she looked at Luden, forced herself not to be afraid, and said softly,

"You didn't mention your name that night."

On the first night when she and Luden met, Luden never mentioned his name at all.

But Al's grandma, Isa, called Luden's name when they met for the second time.

Al thought it was Luden telling grandma when he came back from the tavern.

It wasn't until later, when he became more and more familiar with Mr. Luden, that Al was able to confirm one thing.

No matter how much he drank, the man in front of him could keep his mouth shut.

He just says what he wants to say.

In other words. Grandma, meet Mr. Luden!
This secret, no, or this fear, has been buried in the deepest part of Al's heart, and he dare not speak it out.

She wanted to confess to Mr. Luden several times, but she flinched at the door.

Al was scared.

She wasn't afraid of the secret itself.

Instead, he was afraid that after Mr. Luden knew about it, something bad would happen to him.

It's hard for others to imagine how terrifying that old woman named 'Isa' is.

As the leader of the younger generation of Isa's family, Al grew up beside Isa and knew more about it.

Why was the Yisha family tried as demons by the Inquisition five times in a row?
Such a harsh condition, why can they achieve it?

There is only one reason: Isha is still alive.

Grandma Isa has been Grandma Isa since long ago.

She is Grandma Isa of Al's biological grandma.

Later, it was El's grandma Isa again.

According to the habit of Shenbang people getting married in their teens, getting married and having children when they are less than [-] years old, it is known that Grandma Yisha's life span exceeds one hundred.
This is not a demon, what is it?
Listening to Al's confession, Luden smiled lightly,
"It's okay, I see."

If Al told Luden earlier, it would only make Isa take action earlier, which would indeed be detrimental to Luden.

Moreover, it is obviously more ritualistic for Luden to figure it out by himself.

No matter what Al does, the current situation is the best for everyone.

Luden opened the envelope and pulled out the letter with anticipation.

The familiar beautiful handwriting appeared on the paper, and Lu Deng couldn't help but laugh.

I once persuaded the other party that, as a queen, you should write more generously, especially the signature, it is best to sign it so that others cannot understand it.

As a result, more than two thousand years later, the letter that appeared in front of Lu Deng was still quite satisfactory, and Xiaojiabiyu's handwriting was a little agile.

this girl.

Luden suppressed his smile and began to read the letter,
"Mr. Luden,
I often think, what should I say to you if we have the chance to meet again in this life.

I have spent a year writing this letter, as if I have endless things to tell you.

I have also been in despair, thinking that there will be no reunion in this life, and I bear this curse in numbness and bitterness.

The moment I really saw you, I even suspected that I was crazy.

Luckily, I'm not crazy.

praise you.

I'm sorry, but the Qiyun Kingdom died in the end. Along with it, this world also perishes. We have pushed ourselves into the endless abyss, beyond redemption.

The guys who wrote the history said that Qiyun died at the hands of the Demon Emperor.

I don't think I made such a mistake, let alone take any responsibility for Qiyun's demise.

Probably the only thing I did wrong was to sign the decree to hang you, even if you asked me to do it, I should refuse like a queen.

There is no queen.

Regarding the secret of Qiyun's demise, please allow me to pretend to be the 'Riddler' in your mouth.

I believe that the Mr. Luden I know is more willing to find the answer for himself.

I can't put everything I've seen and heard over the years into writing.

I have never seen hope and dawn, I only see the repetition of dirty and ugly tragedies one after another, whether it is Qiyun or Shenbang, the wheel of history goes back and forth, crushing mortals into dust, but refuses to move forward .

Excuse me, but it's hard for me to have the same confidence in human beings as you do, maybe I should ask you to your face where this confidence comes from, no matter what you've been through, you never seem to be disappointed.

Maybe I'm just a lost sheep, maybe you are the real shepherd.

In any case, you can give a new answer in Shenbang, which is different from Qiyun.

I am looking forward to your answer.

Mr. Luden, welcome home. "

This letter is not long. At the end of the letter, a line of words was added in italics, which was obviously a temporary idea.

"By the way, Mr. Luden, I left you a present, you will definitely like it."

At the end of the letter, the other party did not sign.

But she believed that Luden knew who he was.

After reading the letter from beginning to end, Luden was sure that he hadn't missed any details.

The material of this letter is very ordinary, and no special ink is used, and there is no need for it.

Lu Deng carefully folded the letter and put it away carefully.

Then, he looked at the gift that the other party gave him.

The packaging of the gift was not exquisite, and it was very light to hold in the hand. Just by weighing it, Luden guessed what was inside.

He is very satisfied with this gift.

Decent.

There was a slight smile on the corner of Luden's mouth, and his flexible fingers were as skillful as taking off his clothes. He easily opened the package, revealing the original appearance of this gift:

a top hat.

　Discussed with the editor and changed the title of the book to: Fubao Simulator
　　
　
(End of this chapter)