According to the areas divided on the map before, there should also be an otherworld in the area where the small pier is located. While collecting mail, Wu Chang observed the environment around the small pier and looked for suspicious things. Compared with the port of Buff at the other end of the island, the small pier is much quieter. This was once a place where islanders went out to sea to fish. I heard from the restaurant owner that there used to be a special kind of yellow croaker living near the small pier. The meat was delicious and loved by the locals. But with the arrival of steamships, the yellow croakers, which were afraid of noise, migrated collectively and left Buff Island far away. There are reefs all over the small pier. Only experienced old fishermen can drive small wooden boats around the pier. The convenience of entry and exit is far less than that of Buff Port. After the only specialty yellow croaker was gone, it almost lost its use value and gradually became deserted. Today's small pier has become a fishing ground for retired grandfathers. Old townspeople who like quietness occasionally bring fishing rods to the small pier to try to catch one or two lost yellow croakers and find the taste of childhood. But most of the time, it was empty-handed. I often sat with my fishing rod for most of the day, but I couldn't even catch an ordinary sea fish. In the end, I could only pick up some oysters and conchs along the pier and throw them into the bucket, comforting myself that I had some gains.
How did Wu Chang, who had only entered the dungeon for two or three days, know about this? Oh, that's how the oysters and conchs in the town restaurant came from. Wu Chang walked along the coastline for a while and didn't find anything suspicious on the road. Not to mention the iconic statues of the other world, even decent complete buildings are hard to see. He didn't find any special existence, but he did see a special person. Just as he was about to return and ask the old man in the town, he saw a melancholy literary man painting facing the sea on a reef not far away. This guy is not dead. When they first entered the dungeon, everyone's attention was on the three members of the Iron Armored Group and Jianxing, but the melancholy literary man didn't pay attention to them, but kept pestering Wu Chang's true self. The melancholic literary man is just like Wu Chang's true self. He disappeared after the dungeon started. Wu Chang and others have never seen him in the town. Not only them, but even the townspeople rarely mentioned him. Linghu and others guessed that he disappeared in a corner of the dungeon like Hanshi, but Wu Chang always felt that he was not that simple. The fact is indeed so. Even Jianxing was a little embarrassed in order to pass the dungeon, and even went to the police station for collecting intelligence. On the other hand, the melancholic literary man not only did not look embarrassed, but also had the leisure to paint the sea, which shows that he is indeed extraordinary. Wu Chang came to the reef where the literary man was sitting and observed the literary man's painting from behind. The literary man did not live up to his temperament. The ocean in his painting almost perfectly reproduced the sea surface in front of him on paper, but the details and colors were more dreamy and bold. It was like turning on a beauty filter for nature, and a plain and desolate coast was painted to look like a celebrity check-in holy place. The melancholic artist asked as he added the final color to the painting: "What do you think?" "Very strong, if you open an account on Pipa Pipa, you can have at least 50,000 fans." Wu Chang praised.
The artist shook his head, "I tried it, but the barrage teacher and comment teacher are too strict. My level on Pipa is at most 'still need to practice'." Wu Chang smiled, he didn't expect the artist to be quite humorous. The artist painted the last stroke of the blue sky, Wu Chang thought the painting was about to end, but the artist turned around and mixed a dark tone. He dipped the brush in paint and roughly added a few more strokes on the canvas. When Wu Chang blinked, the clear sea surface suddenly became gloomy and strange. The difference between the before and after pictures is so great that it's like two completely different paintings. "Isn't this more appropriate?" Wu Chang shook his head, "I prefer your previous style." The artistic man said noncommittally: "Everything has two sides, there is sunshine and there is shadow. As an artist, you have to see all sides of the model at the same time, and show all its conflicts on a piece of paper, and then add a little creation of your own." Wu Chang curled his lips and did not respond. The artistic man put down his brush and asked pointedly: "Senator Sean, do you have another side?" Wu Chang said calmly: "I have always been consistent inside and outside." The artistic man smiled slightly, "I have, and more than one side, just like the sea, sometimes cloudy and sometimes sunny, but all of me is to pursue the most dazzling art." "This town is a good place, please work harder, I want to see some more exciting scenes." After the artistic man finished speaking, he turned around and left without paying attention to the paintings on the easel and the brushes and paints scattered on the ground. Wu Chang frowned slightly and took a deep breath. Is the riddle man endless? You just pretend with me now, I will definitely let you fly when I have the chance. After returning to the town, he checked the status of the players while delivering mail. Another person is missing. When he went to the restaurant for lunch, he learned from the restaurant owner that the assistant from Dongyang City had died. According to the restaurant owner's description, the person died of normal causes, and the cause of death was excessive bleeding caused by stomach perforation due to eating an upset stomach. This was the first time he had heard of excessive bleeding caused by stomach perforation. However, with the previous examples of the former postman and the former reporter, the gastric perforation that caused normal death on Briver Island would definitely not be a good picture. It seems that he was the unlucky one who entered the other world last night. He only mourned for the helpers in Dongyang City for a second, and then focused on the prayer that was about to begin. Linghu had said before that the prayer in the cathedral in the evening would be presided over by the bishop himself. The bishop is an ascetic monk who increases his spiritual practice by abandoning his own desires and closing his own feelings, and uses this to communicate with the gods. The bishop sewed his eyes shut with wire in order to abandon his physical eyes and observe the gods with his heart's eyes.
The bishop has a low desire for material things and stays at home all day long. Even on the God's Grace Day when the golden flying fish appears, he will not leave the cathedral. Only when major events occur will he preside over prayers and pray for the townspeople. During the time he entered the town of Briver, only Linghu among the players had seen the bishop from a distance. Taking this opportunity, Wu Chang planned to test the bishop's background and see if the bishop, like Marty, was also possessed by the messenger of God. At 6:30 pm, Wu Chang controlled his true self, transformed the superhero's tights into a cape, and entered the cathedral among the crowd. The true self inherited the good and evil values of Wu Chang's original body. The surrounding townspeople felt very natural about his existence and did not think that there was anything unusual about the sudden appearance of a strange black-robed man in the crowd. Facing the crowd in the prayer hall of the cathedral was a huge glazed mural. The Virgin Mary in the mural opened her arms, like a loving mother, embracing her children returning home. The light of dusk passed through the glazed mural, and the heavy light and shadow made the kind and gentle Virgin Mary look a little sad. I don't know if she was sad for herself or for the mortals under her feet. As the sun completely set, oil lamps and torches were lit in the church, and the bishop in a white bishop's robe slowly appeared. The bishop was thin, and his restraint on appetite made his body fat rate extremely low. The few muscles hanging on his broad frame made his body look even thinner. He should be only 47 years old this year, but his wrinkled face and almost completely white hair made him look like 74 years old. The black iron wire like thorns passed through his upper and lower eyelids, completely sewing his eyes shut. He could only walk in the church with the help of the nuns who supported him and guided him on the way. The bishop stood in front of everyone and began to pray tonight. His voice was old, heavy, and full of narrative, with a proper distribution of rhythm and breath, which made it easy for people to immerse themselves in it. An hour and a half of prayer passed in a flash. As the prayer ended, the townspeople seemed to have received the forgiveness of God, reconciled with their inner anxiety, and left the cathedral with a peaceful face. Except Wu Chang. He turned into a spirit and followed the bishop all the way to the bishop's resting room. He could feel that in the confession part of the prayer, the bishop's repentance was stronger than that of all the townspeople. That feeling was not fake. Only when one really did something terrible could one repent so sincerely. He wanted to know what the bishop was repenting for. So, he planned to give the bishop some spiritual strength, just like he did to Professor Ebert, so that the bishop could reflect on himself. His spirit pointed at the archbishop and the evil spirit was activated. "The sum of the target's inspiration and will attributes is lower than 20% of the sum of the user's two attributes, triggering effects: "spreading plague", "inviting disaster", "subjugating evil spirits" "Because the sum of the target's inspiration and will attributes is too low, a special state is triggered, and the heart image reverberates." As the prompt sounded, the bishop twitched all over, his face was horrified, as if he had sensed a huge danger and wanted to open his eyes to see what was in front of him. He ignored the iron wire that sewed his eyelids shut, and did not hesitate to tear his eyelids, and opened his eyes with all his strength, revealing two empty eye sockets filled with blood and tears.
The two eye sockets were like two bottomless whirlpools, and Wu Chang's spirit was sucked into them after just one look. The fourth update is completed, a total of 11000+, thank you all for your rewards, monthly tickets and first order support