I can see hell in my left eye

Chapter 629 The Sacred Sacred Religion 3
This night, I have insomnia.

I tossed and turned and couldn't sleep when I thought that the Underworld wanted me to find ways to dismantle the Pieta Cult.

Ming Si on the side closed his eyes tightly, wondering if he really fell asleep.

After staring at him for a while, but seeing no reaction from him, I lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and walked out of the bedroom lightly.

After entering the study, I turned on the computer and searched for the words 'Holy Pietism' in the web search column. The strange thing is that there is no content about the Holy Pietism on the Internet.

I really don't know where this 'Holy Pieta' came from.

It stands to reason that Li Hongshen started to establish the Pieta Church in his 20s, and it has been 20 years since now. However, in the past 20 years, there are only a hundred members of the Pieta Church. Is this credible?
Glancing at the time on the computer, it was past eleven o'clock in the evening.

After hesitating for a while, I pulled out Shang Liqi's phone number with my mobile phone, maybe he knows something about the Pieta Church.

The connection was established, and the beep rang for a long time. I thought Shang Liqi would not answer the phone, but when he was about to hang up, he answered.

His voice was weak and he was clearly in a deep sleep.

"Ji Sixi, do you let people sleep in the middle of the night..." He complained in a low voice.

"Sorry, I have something to ask you in a hurry."

"What can't be understood

"Ah."

The receiver went blank for a while, and Shang Liqi murmured in response: God will tell? "

"Have you ever heard of Pietroism?"

"Holy Death Church?" "I seem to have heard of it, what's the matter?"

"Today the Master of the Underworld let me read a book about the Holy Death Sect, and he also gave me a task, asking me to..."

Before I could finish speaking, the call was cut off, and the phone beeped twice. I looked down at the screen of the phone, and it turned off automatically when it ran out of battery.

The critical moment is really...

I hurriedly got up and went back to the bedroom, found the charger from the bag, and went back to the study to charge the phone.

After charging for 2 minutes, the phone restarted.

However, it was almost twelve o'clock, and when I was hesitating whether to call Shang Liqi again, he actually called.

I quickly picked up the answer button.

Shang Liqi's impatient voice came over first: "What's the matter, you hung up halfway through the conversation?"

"The phone is dead."

"Just now you said that the Underworld gave you a mission. What kind of mission is it?"

"He wants me to dismantle the Pieta."

"Really?" Shang Liqi was a little surprised.

"That's right, as for the reason, he didn't explain it clearly, so I want to ask you, do you know this Pietro Church?"

"It's not very clear, but..." He stopped suddenly in the middle of his words, paused and said, "Why don't we meet tomorrow and talk about it in detail, now I'm sleepy to death."

"Okay, good night."

"Good night."

After hanging up the phone, I was still a little uncertain, but thinking that I might be able to learn something about the Pieta Church from Shang Liqi tomorrow, I feel more at ease.

I turned off the computer, I got up, and was about to turn off the lights, when I realized that the black spot came in at some point. At this moment, it was lying on the armrest of the sofa in the study, looking at me with its little head tilted.

It didn't make a sound, just like a small black shadow in the dimly lit study room, its sudden appearance really startled me.

I patted my chest and hurriedly shouted at it: "When did you come in? Why didn't you make any sound at all, you want to scare me to death!"

It giggled and flapped its wings and flew towards me.

It landed on the computer desk, changed his smile and said seriously: "Little master, I know a thing or two about the Pieta Church, why don't you ask me first, and instead ask Shang Liqi?"

"you know?"

"heard about it."

"Then why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"You didn't ask me again."

"..."

I laughed dryly, pulled out the chair and sat down, lowered my voice and said to it: "Then tell me what you know."

It nodded, and before getting to the point, it said something that surprised me, "Little master should be very clear that you should have died that year, but Lord Mingsi saved you and changed your fate."

I stared at it with wide eyes, and it continued: "To be honest, I don't know much, but I know why Master Mingshi asked you to dismantle the Holy Death Sect."

"why?"

"Your existence can directly affect the survival of the Pieta Cult. Just like what Lord Hades said, if you die when you are ten years old, then no one can dismantle the Pieta Cult. The Pieta Church will harm everyone. Of course, if your fate is changed, you may or have the opportunity to disintegrate the Pieta Cult. Once the Pieta Cult disappears from this world, no one will be deceived and harmed. Generally speaking, you are the nemesis of the Pieta Cult. No, it should be said that you are Li Hongshen's nemesis."

"Me?" I pointed at myself, shocked.

"Yes! Your fate has changed, so your decision can change the survival of the Holy Death Cult. That's why Lord Hades insists that you go to disintegrate the Holy Death Cult."

Black Spot flapped its wings, and slowly added two more words: "One."

"One of the reasons? You mean there are other reasons?"

"I can't tell you."

"..."

I scratched my head irritably, feeling extremely depressed.

I found that the black spot is more and more like the underworld, talking out of breath, and always saying half and half, can't you tell me the reason completely?

"Shang Liqi can't tell you much, because he doesn't have a deep understanding of the Pieta Cult." The black spot began to speak again.

I gave it a blank look, and I was too lazy to talk nonsense with it: "You have a deep understanding, but you don't tell me!"

"I am the Pluto of the underworld. There are some things I can't tell you. Just like Lord Hades is no longer the king of Pluto, he still can't participate too much in the affairs of the yin and yang worlds. We have to follow the rules."

"Okay, I'm not going to force anything, good night."

I got up, knowing that I would not be able to ask any more questions, so I didn't want to continue wasting precious sleep time.

After leaving the study room, I returned to the bedroom lightly, climbed onto the bed carefully, and just got into the quilt when Ming Si's arm stretched out, holding me tightly in his arms.

His body was as cold as ice, so cold that I couldn't help shivering.

"Sleep well, don't worry about it anymore." He whispered.

With the moonlight falling in front of the window, the contours of his face were faintly visible.

I let out an 'oh', closed my eyes obediently, and fell into a deep sleep not long after.

Maybe it was because I felt safe being held tightly by Ming Si, and I slept very soundly this time.

When I woke up the next day, it was almost noon.

As soon as I sat up, I hurriedly dressed and went to wash.

Hurriedly running downstairs, at the corner of the stairs, I heard Ming Si and Shang Liqi arguing.

"Why don't you let me participate?" Shang Liqi sat on the sofa in a daze, crossing his legs and looking impatient.

Ming Si was sitting opposite him, sitting upright, with an indifferent expression.

"You shouldn't be involved. Sixi and I will settle this matter." His response was very calm.

Shang Liqi sneered: "Why do you have the final say?"

(End of this chapter)