Cyber ​​Weird Experience

(Say two chapters today, only two chapters today)

"My lord, Longinus is missing."

"I see."

After dismissing the adjutant, Pontius Pilate opened the door and looked at his wife Prokula.

At this moment, Prokula still had tears on her face. The loss of her beloved son made him feel overwhelmed. When she saw Pilate coming in, she raised her eyelids, took a deep breath, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"He said that Piero was a sinless man, and that he was now enjoying his blessings in heaven."

Pilate walked up to his wife, embraced Prokula in his arms, gently stroked her hair, and said as gently as possible, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

"Damn you! I said it before, don't execute him, don't! Why did you execute him!"

Prokula broke away from Pilate's embrace, and wanted to taunt her husband, but seeing her haggard face, she couldn't say anything.

She knew that her husband's position was no different from being roasted by the fire every day.

This area is too chaotic, there are big and small problems almost every day, if one is not handled well, it will turn into a bloody ethnic conflict, seriously disrupting the law and order of the area, and the entrusted King Herod is that virtuous...

Not only did Pilate have to respect the traditions of the local people, but he also had to maintain the dignity of the Roman Empire...it's hard to think about.

I remember when I first came to this place, because of the need to build an aqueduct, the funds for repairing the Jewish Temple were used, and the Jews quit, and it ended in a bloody conflict... Don’t these people know that the aqueduct is for everyone’s benefit? ?
Prokula felt very helpless, since her husband became the governor of this place, the couple had not enjoyed the noble life for a long time.

The slave gladiators raised by the family are all useless, and they are raised fat and strong...

She wanted to blame her husband for his injustice, but she didn't know how to speak up.

The saint has returned, but not her son.

And now, my husband is going to catch the devil again... Are devils so easy to catch?

She wanted to comfort her husband, but the death of her son made it difficult for her to speak, and the air was stagnant and extremely dull for a while.

After a long time, Pilate broke the silence: "Madam, where do you think this devil will be? I sent soldiers to look at the gates of the city, the slums, and the sewers. You are always smart. Where do you think he will be?" "

After thinking for a while, Prokula said, "Look at that candlestick."

"Candlestick, what happened to the candlestick?"

"The flame will light the room, but not the shadows at the foot of the candlestick."

"I see, the Jewish Temple..." Pilate stood up, pondered for a moment, and asked, "What should I tell those Jews?"

"The best thing is that person's will. If there is no will, you don't care about it. It's the Jewish people's own territory. They haven't settled the account of you burning the temple last night."

"That's right, haha, where do I get these bastards what kind of Lebanese cedar wood they want." Pilate smiled: "What kind of shitty building materials... Forget it, let them find their own way. "

After laughing a few times, he sighed and said, "But we can't ignore this matter, forget it, I'll go for a walk."

"What is the Messiah doing now?" Prokula asked.

"He is... practicing medicine, treating people for free, and his disciples are preaching under the guard of soldiers." Pilate thought for a while, and then said: "Unexpectedly, those Jews who kept saying that they would execute him a few days ago , are now his disciples."

"After all, he is the Messiah. The Father sent him to save the world." Prokula said with a smile, "You can't hinder him."

"Don't worry, I'm not stupid." Pilate smiled wryly, and sighed, "I didn't expect that I would need other people's approval for my activities in the fields of Rome. I'm the governor of the province."

"This is also the world created by God." Prokula said, "Assisting the Messiah is our innate mission as created beings."

"Look at you, you look like a fanatic."

"He is resurrected, don't you believe it?"

"I don't want to talk about religion with you. I am only loyal to Emperor Tiberius." Pilate smiled and walked out of the room.

After Pilate left, Prokula's face darkened.

It's dark under the lights, not talking about the Jewish Temple, but... this room.

After Pilate left, Geng Lin's petite figure walked out from Prokula's hair, like an elf.

Afterwards, Geng Lin jumped from Prokula's shoulder. During the jump, she slowly grew bigger and landed on the ground steadily. With the help of the anti-gravity core, she didn't make a sound.

"Your ability is really miraculous." Prokula sighed, and then asked: "I should really let my husband kill you."

"In that case, many people will die." Geng Lin said with her usual eyes.

Looking at Geng Lin's icy expression, Prokula did not doubt the authenticity of these words. After thinking for a moment, she asked, "Can you really bring back my son Piero?"

"Your son's neural blueprint has been obtained. We have nano-robots and professional medical equipment, which can transfer Piero's consciousness at any time. As long as you provide a matching body, it is best for a child. Their nervous system is not perfect yet. , it is not difficult to guide the transformation.”

Although Geng Lin's description was very professional, and many terms were beyond the vocabulary of the local language, which made the translation work very difficult, but the clever Prokula understood what Geng Lin meant.

She can transfer her son's mind and bring her back to life, as long as...

Just sacrifice a healthy child yourself.

This is not difficult for her.

The nobles in Rome kept slaves in captivity, and she only needed to find one of the heirs of slaves.

But this kind of behavior made her instinctively disgusted.

She had done good deeds all her life, and had never done anything evil, but now, she wanted to sacrifice a strange child for her own son... This was an evil deed, an unrighteous thing.

To be abused by everyone!

If she agreed to this, she felt no different from those crucified villains.

But... the hidden desire in her heart told her to agree to this matter.

promised her.

His own son can be resurrected!
Prokula closed her eyes. She felt extremely ashamed of her own thoughts. She couldn't help thinking of those villains who were crucified on the cross. She felt that she should also carry the cross and walk all the way on the street. to the execution ground.

But after a while, the desire in her heart became bigger and bigger, like a flood that broke a bank, and washed away her reason.

"Is this the price of walking with the devil?"

At this moment, she doesn't care about what she will suffer after death, whether she will suffer forever in hell, or dissipate like smoke and dust, she just wants her son to come back.

Piero, the only son of her and Pilate, suffered from illness since he was a child, and was bedridden all year round. He never enjoyed sunshine or grass in his life, and never smiled happily in his life.

And the moment Jesus saved her son, she saw the knowing smile on his face for the first time, which she will never forget.

She really, really wanted her child to live again, to have a normal childhood, to be able to play happily, to breathe fresh air, to be able to walk up to her and give her a hug.

For this, she is willing to sacrifice everything.

"This is the price of resurrection." Geng Lin said, "What about your decision?"

"Okay, I am willing to resurrect my child, I am willing." Prokula said: "I will gather ten children as soon as possible, and give them to you. You only need to return one to me."

"We don't want children, what we want is your husband." Geng Lin said: "You misunderstood, we are not devils."

"You want my husband?"

"Yes, I want you to find a way to influence his choice."

"Choose what? Allegiance to you devils?"

"No, just let him choose to continue his allegiance to Rome. 'Jesus' is depriving him of his control over the army. Pilate will not tolerate this. He will discuss it with you..."

Before Geng Lin finished speaking, Prokula understood what she meant.

"I see, I will not let my husband choose the Messiah..." Prokula's voice became extremely difficult: "I will."

"Okay." Geng Lin nodded, and after receiving Ning Yuan's notice, she turned to Prokula and repeated Ning Yuan's words: "I know what you are thinking, you are afraid that your husband will not be redeemed, don't worry , he would never have been redeemed."

"What did you say?"

"He is the one who judged the Son of God! Do you think he will end well?" Geng Lin said: "God will not tolerate him, the Jews will not tolerate him, and the followers of Jesus will not tolerate him, as long as he loses power , this place is bound to rebel, and you should be able to imagine the ending."

Prokula's eyes widened in shock.

"Maybe the emperor can protect him, but...how many years do you think Tiberius can live?" Geng Lin asked blankly: "Do you think that after changing the emperor, he will still take care of your Pilate family?" ? After you die, your husband's reputation will be fixed on the pillar of shame, and will be infamous for thousands of years."

This is the case in real history. Pilate seriously hurt the faith and feelings of the Samaritans, causing them to resist.

After being suppressed, the Samaritans appealed to the Syrian consul Vitellius, accusing Pilate of atrocities.

Emperor Tiberius was worried about the unstable situation in the East, so he summoned Pilate and asked him to go to Rome to explain. This is a kind of protection.

But Tiberius died soon after.In order to stabilize the situation, the new emperor Caligula appeases the Jews and Samaritans.He sentenced Pilate to exile in Gaul.In the 41st year of the Lord's calendar, Pilate, in despair, set himself on fire in today's Vienna, and ended up in the same fate as King Zhou.

The man dies, and the reputation is not left behind.

Prokula took a few deep breaths, and the thoughts of mediation in his mind disappeared.

She wanted to tell Messiah this matter secretly, but now, she no longer dared.

"After you find the child, use this to contact me." Geng Lin handed a tablet to Prokula's hand and said, "You can click this to contact me, click this to watch dramas or something, click this to Playing small games... If you really don't know how to use it, you can click this, this is the user help, I have translated it..."

After introducing how to use the terminal, Geng Lin said to Prokula, "You...you can do it yourself."

After speaking, she disappeared from sight, leaving Prokula alone in a daze.

"Scrolling... what is it?"

……

On the streets, the Jews held a grand gathering to celebrate the coming of the 'Messiah'.

Thousands of Jews gathered in the center of the square, listening to the sermon of 'Jesus'.

In Jewish belief, there has always been a Messiah. According to Jewish legend, there will be a Messiah who will come out of the crowd and help the Jews restore their kingdom.

But now, after Ymilton showed the power of God, their teachings have quietly changed.

They are going to restore their country, but this country is not in the mortal world.

At this moment, 'Jesus' was sitting on the collapsed statue of the emperor, constantly preaching the words of God's love for the world, while his disciples were ordering, recording Jesus' words, and organizing books.

Some Roman soldiers surrounded the disciples and seemed to be their subordinates.

This made Pilate very dissatisfied, but what made him even more dissatisfied was that Jesus sat on the statue of the emperor!
He squeezed his fists, and the idea that the power of the monarchy is greater than the power of theocracy spread in his mind in the Roman tradition. He wanted to take this saint off the statue, but due to the divine power of Jesus, the believers on the ground, now he can only endure it. .

No way, the situation is stronger than people.

He asked his subordinates to push through the crowd, walked to Emilton's side, and said, "This...Messiah, I have something to tell."

"Oh, Pilate, what's the matter?"

Pilate gritted his teeth, except for the House of Representatives and the emperor, he had never been so humble.

"I suspect that the devil may be lurking in the Jewish Temple. I hope you can..."

Before he finished speaking, the Jews below became furious.

"Fuck you! Why didn't you say the devil was in your bed?"

"That is God's palace on earth!"

"The Lebanese cedar in there was planted by my God himself!"

"Are you looking for death!"

The overwhelming sound of abuse swept the square, which made Pilate's molars ache in regret.

I should really listen to my wife, why do I have to go through this muddy water, if it wasn't for... just to give you grandsons an explanation, I'm so bored!
However, he didn't have any hope of searching the temple.

It is impossible for the Jews to agree to this.

In this way, as long as the devil cannot be found, the responsibility can be shifted to these Jews, and he has an account on the emperor's side.

"The fireworks of the candle lamps cannot illuminate the shadows under the candlesticks." Pilate explained loudly: "Don't you understand this truth? Today, my army has turned the city upside down, and the only thing left is your temple." Already!"

"Fart your mother! It's your lack of ability, Pilate, that's why you should rely on us!"

"We are God's chosen people! How could we hide the devil!"

"You are crazy!"

"..."

Pilate shook his head helplessly. He really wanted the army to form a phalanx and drive these grandchildren into the kingdom of heaven, but for the sake of stability, he couldn't do it.

Depend on!
Jesus is not sitting here, dare they shout that?
Pilate's face was not very good-looking, but he was a little happy in his heart.

Quickly refuse.

After rejecting, I can go back to sleep peacefully!

After hearing Pilate's words, Umilton on the statue also became pensive.

He knew that there was an automatic turret in the temple. If he lured people there, he would use some tricks... a lot of people would definitely die.

Dead people, bleeding, will make the faith more stable.

Right now, this group of believers is still in a state of division. If they are made aware of the strength of the foreign enemy, it will definitely unite them.

There are many advantages to searching the temple.

But before that, there is one more thing to do.

Umilton stretched out his hand, motioning for everyone to stop arguing.

"My father condemned me to come here to redeem the world and stop conflicts. Right now, there are indeed demons lurking in the world. Since Pilate suspects that the temple is not clean, why don't you open the door and prove yourself?"

"There is a god..."

"I know that it is Father's palace on the ground, but it is only on the ground, and there is a possibility of being defiled by the devil! You don't want Father's palace to be defiled, do you?" Emilton said.

After these words, everyone present fell silent.

If this was said by someone else, they would definitely be able to spray this person so that even Mom doesn't know him, but this is what Messiah said...

The high priest walked out of the crowd and bowed respectfully to Emilton.

"Messiah, we should obey your will, but can we do it ourselves..."

"If you really encountered devils, would you be able to fight them?" Yumilton laughed and said, "They are all professional soldiers and believers in God. What do you have to worry about?"

"I..." The high priest wanted to say something, but when he recalled the scene last night, he lowered his head again: "We must obey the will of the Messiah."

"However, I also know what you are worried about, so..." Umilton pointed to his disciples: "Peter, John, you two supervise the soldiers to search the temple, and ensure that the soldiers obey the Jewish etiquette, Pilate, look How about this?"

Pilate's eyelids twitched.

How cruel.

This is for power.

It's called supervision... Isn't it just for management rights!

As long as I open this mouth, Jesus will have an excuse to interfere with the military operations in the future... But can I not give it?

The words have been spoken by myself, can I take them back?
But...youmilton's words made Pilate extremely vigilant.

It seems that this saint... is not just for preaching.

"Okay." Pilate nodded in agreement, and began to gather the soldiers.

At the same time, Ning Yuan, who was hiding among the crowd, also felt something strange, the phalanges in his body twitched wildly.

In a trance, he seemed to see that heaven again.