Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 25 The Twilight Hermits

"Little Ron, you can sleep here for the next two days. Before the church responds, you'd better stay in the security company and not run around."

It was already late at night, and the crimson moonlight fell from the window, reflecting on the corner of the house. The wall lamp in the night watcher's lounge had been lit. This bright wall lamp was like the original bonfire of mankind, dispelling the fear that represented darkness and crimson.

Dunn looked at the energetic young man and pointed to the large bed where two reclining sofas were pushed together.

The bed was covered with bedding that Leonard purchased urgently in the afternoon. It cost a total of 6 soles and 8 pence. He did not ask Mrs. Oriana to reimburse the money. It was said that it was personally sponsored by him.

"But I don't need sleep!"

Ron told the truth, as a pillar he had never done such a meaningless act.

Previously in Backlund, he would teach Hazel during the day and go out for a stroll (fishing) or find a place to sit in a daze (intracranial quarrel) at night.

"No, little Ron, even if you are a sleepless person, you still need to rest for four hours every day, and you are still a child. If you don't sleep well for a long time, you will not grow taller."

Dunn ignored the boy's reasons and looked at him with a headache. The reason why he thought Ron was the Sleepless Man was entirely based on what Klein said.

Because the ability to pull people into dreams is obviously only available through this method, and according to Dunn's speculation, this boy of about ten years old is probably the same nightmare as him!

"Perhaps this is the illegitimate son of a high-ranking church official?"

Such questions fill the hearts of every Nighthawk.

He didn't want to think too much, because now he, Dunn Smith, was facing an extremely difficult task.

That task is how to put your child to sleep!
This is hard to break for the veteran captain who has been single for more than thirty years.

"Little Ron, how about I tell you a bedtime story? After you finish listening to the story, you go to bed. Is that okay?"

After much thought, this gentleman with a receding hairline decided to follow the method recommended by Emperor Roselle.

After all, the emperor was a professional in every aspect, including telling fairy tales to his children.

"Hmm...what should I talk about?"

"Little Ron, let me tell you a story written by Emperor Roselle about a little tadpole looking for its mother!"

Without waiting for the boy with blond hair and golden eyes to reply, the captain of the Nighthawks team told the story according to the fairy tale in his memory.

"A long time ago, there was a group of..."

……

"In short, the tadpoles finally found their mother through missing persons notices and the help of the police."

"How about Ron? How about the story?"

After finishing this educational fairy tale, Mr. Captain, who was not self-conscious about his memory, looked at Ron, trying to get the child's praise.

🇧🇷
"Alright, not bad!"

Ron pursed his lips and complimented against his will.

At this point, Ron Sotos temporarily infiltrated the Blackthorn Security Company and the heir to the Heavenly Lord.

……

Ron currently has two big dreams.

One is to resurrect oneself and take back authority.

The second is to kill those two old men! ! !

And Klein Moretti is the key target he is paying attention to now, because the opponent has its own Source Castle.

If his personality, character, and morality are close to those of the Deadly Creature, then he may not need to reach Sequence Zero. I am afraid that when he reaches Sequence Two or One, the Deadly Creepy will be resurrected in him. After all, the closer someone is to Him, the more likely they are to turn into Him, because even if such a resurrection container has an anchor, there is no way to resist the erosion of Lao Wei's will.

No one has more to say about this than Ron.

"After all, it was my completely opposite personality that allowed me to contend with Him for so many years!"

"Just wait, boy, sooner or later I will pull out your tail!"

Ron's eyes were firm and he looked straight at Klein in front of him.

"Ron? Little Ron!?"

A gentle and old voice sounded, bringing Ron back to reality.

"Little Ron, you are distracted again. Giving you lessons always makes me feel like I am a midnight poet."

The old gentleman in front of him did not criticize the blond boy harshly. Instead, he spoke humorously and made a joke.

"Okay, little Ron, we've studied long enough, now it's lunch break!"

Old Neil took out his pocket watch from his underwear pocket and took a look at it. Seeing that it was almost noon, he waved his hand to signal the end of today's class.

It has now been two and a half days since the day Ron sneaked into the Blackthorn Security Company.

And Ron also kept a close eye on Klein for two and a half days.

In the past two and a half days, with his harmless appearance, he completely corrupted all the personnel of the security company and took off most of their guard against him.

Of course, except for the victim, Klein Moretti, because a certain naughty kid was always staring at him from behind, and even had to follow him when he went to the bathroom.

But Ron didn't intend to follow Klein today, because today was an important day.

1349 7 Month 15 Day.

It was the day when the bearded man invited him into a mysterious party.

There, he might be able to find the information about his lost power. When the time comes, after gathering his power and resurrecting, he can punch Tianzun and kick Yuanchu!
After thinking about this, Ron suddenly felt very good. Even Klein Moretti, who had been staring at it, felt inexplicably more pleasing to the eye.

The midday sun shines through the glass, making the lounge extremely bright. Ron sits on his bed and uses his spatial ability to isolate himself from the real world.

Taking out the cross pendant in his pocket, part of his consciousness drifted into the collective subconscious sea, and then a white light suddenly appeared, and his figure suddenly appeared outside the door of a magnificent steeple church.

Inexplicably, he always felt that this church matched the original guy very well.

Ron stood there unconsciously, thinking over and over again in his mind, raising his palm to control the five fingers to stretch and bend, bend and stretch, until finally he shook his head and sighed.

Too much, really too much.

Judging from the current situation, Ron only felt that he would have to work harder to press down the original coffin board.

Because that guy occupies five pathways, and each pathway represents the hope of His resurrection and return.

How many coffins are needed? ?
Without thinking for too long, the young man gradually came back to his senses, raised his hand and pushed open the giant arch covered with various mysterious patterns, took steps, and entered directly.

As soon as he entered the door, his field of vision immediately broadened. The interior of the church occupied a huge space, and various gold ornaments and mysterious patterns were frequently seen on the walls.

Although there are a lot of gold decorations here, they don't have that glittering nouveau riche vibe. Instead, each gold pattern is extremely complicated and has heavy traces of a long history.

Those places with fewer ornaments and gold patterns are filled with paintings with strong religious meanings, which makes the whole church sacred and solemn, and makes people unconsciously awe-inspiring.

"Oh, there's actually a new person here..."

　Thank you Bai Hedi monthly ticket~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)