chsdbacks Chapter 438 The Master is Crazy
Chapter 438 The Master is Crazy
Chapter 438 The Young Master is Crazy
It turns out that Theresa is the product of apostates’ research on the goddess!
Theresa looked at her hands in disbelief.
Their hands are a little rough due to frequent labor, but they are definitely the hands of an ordinary girl.
It didn't have a few extra fingers, nor did it emit light all the time like the saint.
"Teresa, your eyes are very rude!"
Theresa's weird look made the saint furious. The saint felt that Theresa might be more qualified to be the saint than herself.
"Indeed, Teresa has a natural affinity for holy light and was once trained as a saint. However, I can't stand those people who treat Teresa like a strange animal. They even drink Teresa's blood in an attempt to gain the blessing of divine power!"
Thinking of the past events, Martin was still filled with indignation.
"Father, so you took me away, right?"
Theresa cried and threw herself into Martin's arms.
Theresa no longer remembers anything from her infancy, but she knows very well that if Martin hadn't saved her, she would probably be gone now.
Or, it has become a symbol even stranger than the saint.
“…Teresa, can you be more polite!”
The saint, who is always good-tempered, wanted to vomit blood when compared to Theresa.
Why don't you compare yourself with anyone else? Why do you have to use me to gain recognition?
What have I done to offend anyone as a saint?
The saint was also feeling bitter. Why had she never met a father like Martin?
Seeing Theresa acting like a spoiled child in Martin's arms, the Saint was almost jealous.
The situation calmed down only after Theresa had cried enough.
"Father, so I can feel the goddess because of my bloodline?"
Martin nodded. Originally, he didn't want to tell Theresa these things. Theresa could only be happy if she could live like an ordinary girl.
However, the saint triggered the descent of gods, and Li also summoned a bone dragon. Most importantly, the two broke the wall of space and attracted terrifying existences from outside the world.
Several factors that could lead to human extinction emerged in just one day.
Martin doesn't know what the future will be like, but what is certain is that no one can stay out of it.
"Now, go find Lee, Theresa. You need help and guidance, and there's not much I can do for you."
Martin is old and he can't help Theresa face more problems.
When it comes to conflicts and disputes at the level of gods, I'm afraid only Li can offer a solution.
After crying once, Theresa's anxiety was relieved a lot. Since her life experience was related to the goddess, Theresa decided to go directly to Li to discuss it.
The saint naturally followed along. After all, the holy book was in her hands, and it was something that could easily explode.
"Master Wei Ze, do you really have a way to solve the hidden dangers of the Holy Scripture?"
The saint was still feeling uneasy, and Theresa, who was in a good mood, comforted her directly.
"Even if Li can't solve the problem of the Holy Scripture, you can still pass it on to the next Saint~"
The saint was bewildered. She was about to reject this bad idea, but when she thought about it carefully, she felt that this was a very clever idea and no one could find any fault with it!
“Isn’t this a bit of a scam?”
"No, this is the inheritance of the Holy Temple!"
The two girls laughed at the same time. Passers-by were attracted by their smiles and cast their glances over at them.
The girls came to Lee's house laughing and joking. Theresa stepped forward and rang the bell at the door.
Several breaths passed and no one responded in the room. Only the sound of banging could be heard outside the door.
Theresa and the saint looked at each other and tentatively knocked on the door.
When Theresa's hand was on the doorknob, the door opened with a slight push.
The maid Xiaoli had her back to the door, nervously looking towards the kitchen.
Theresa and the Saint walked to Xiaoli's side in a cat-like manner.
"Xiao Li, what are you doing here?"
"Ah! Don't show up suddenly!"
Xiaoli jumped up in fright when someone suddenly tapped her shoulder.
Without waiting for Theresa to continue asking, Xiaoli pulled the two of them to the kitchen door.
Three heads peeked through the crack in the kitchen's half-open door and saw Li sharpening a knife inside.
There was a large oilstone in front of Li, and he was holding a huge machete and grinding it with a clanging sound.
Li had a leather apron like a butcher tied around his waist, and a towel on his head to prevent blood from splattering.
After sharpening the knife several times, Li held the blade upright and felt the sharpness of the blade with his fingers.
Li's finger was accidentally cut by the sharp knife and bled. Li smiled and put his finger in his mouth. His whole aura was gloomy and terrifying.
Theresa and the Saint didn't dare to breathe, for fear that Li would notice them.
The three little heads shrank back and they came to the corner of the living room farthest from the kitchen.
"What's wrong with Li? Is his brain stimulated?"
Xiaoli smiled bitterly and shook her head.
"It's not what you think. The young master is very normal...but also a little abnormal."
"Xiao Li, why are you so hesitant? What happened to Li?"
Xiaoli didn't dare go to the kitchen to pour water, so she could only take a bottle of high-end fruit wine from the wine rack in the living room.
The bottle cap was pulled out with a bang, and the three girls started chatting while drinking.
"Young Master has been in this condition for three days. Ever since he came back from the military camp that day, he rushed home and started to attack the Book of the Dead!"
Xiaoli pointed out vaguely that Li's abnormality started after the confrontation with the god that day.
"Huh? He outputted to the Book of the Dead? What did he output?"
Xiaoli felt that her limited language skills made it difficult to describe what had happened, so she decided to demonstrate it to her friends.
"When the young master came back, the first thing he did was to take out the Book of the Dead, and then..."
Xiaoli imitated Li's expression and pointed at the plate of melon seeds on the table.
Xiaoli tapped the plate hard with her fingers, causing the melon seeds to fly everywhere.
"You're keeping quiet, eh?! You're playing dead, eh?! You're using cold violence, eh?"
The next moment, Xiaoli pretended to pick up the plate, put it on her stool, then sat on it and crushed it hard.
Theresa and the Saint gasped and looked at Xiaoli with a mixture of worry and excitement.
"What else did he do!"
"And this! Salted fish, dead rats, and wine lees that had been stored in the warehouse for several months were mixed together and pounded into a paste with a rolling pin..."
Just by listening to Xiaoli's description, Theresa and the Saint felt physically uncomfortable.
"Fill a big bowl with it, put it in the steamer, and then put the Book of the Dead on top as a lid!"
"hiss!"
"Oh my goddess! How much hatred and resentment he has for that book!"
Xiaoli also wanted to know what the young master wanted to do.
Although she also understood that the Book of the Dead was not ordinary, but no matter how magical the magic book was, it could not speak.
"The young master insisted that the Book of the Dead speak, and now even the lady thinks that the young master has a cramp in his brain."
As soon as Xiaoli finished speaking, she heard a pig-slaughtering scream from the kitchen.
The three girls were startled and stood up quickly.
“…Wait! That’s not the sound of the young master screaming!”
"Could it be that!"
Swish, swish, swish, three little heads came to the kitchen door again.