I’m Always the Villain - Chapter 133

When Sang Jiuchi walked back, the sun had already set.

He was going back to make a special medicine, and the only military doctor was left in the slum for emergency treatment.

From morning to evening, Sang Jiuchi only drank a little water and broth. Before they got into the carriage, they smoked the leaves of mugwort, washed their hands, and then got on the carriage.

They entered the plague area, and at present, the temple cannot go back for the time being.

The Holy See simply had other resettlement sites below, and Sang Jiuchi took a group of people to this church as a resettlement site to rest.

After getting on the carriage, Sang Jiuchi took off the face towel, and a tired and tired look appeared on his firm face.

“Are you alright?” Opposite Sang Jiuchi, Hull asked worriedly, “You are working too hard. If even you fall, who else can they count on.”

The slender fingers gently pinched between the eyebrows and kneaded, “Don’t worry, I won’t fall down. From my observation today, this plague is still in its early stages, and as long as I get timely treatment, it will be very fast. Stop the spread of the plague.”

“Come here.” Sang Jiuchi leaned on the back of the chair with a bit of laziness in his voice.

Hull was stunned for a moment, then bent down and walked in front of Sang Jiuchi, looking like Sang Jiuchi for unknown reasons.

Sang Jiuchi pointed to his back, “Can you massage?”

Hale shook his head, “I can try.”

Sang Jiuchi closed his eyes, “Okay, rub my shoulders and be gentle.”

He patted the seat next to him and turned his body again, meaning to let Hull pass.

Hull no longer hesitated, and Sang Jiuchi put his hand on the other’s shoulder next to him.

His palms are very broad, Sang Jiuchi is tall and tall, but this shoulder is held in his hands, and there is no flesh at all.

Hard, as if nothing but bones.

Not daring to use too much force, Hull tried to massage Sang Jiuchi with gentle force, and asked, “Is this force okay?”

Sang Jiuchi snorted comfortably and said with a smile, “As expected of the leader of the Royal Knights, all aspects are good, continue, down.”

Hull’s hand paused for a moment before he began to move his hand down while kneading.

Sang Jiuchi enjoyed Hull’s massage, and his consciousness sank into the void of space. He watched all the patients today and took their blood samples, and the symptoms of the disease have all been remembered in his mind.

He came to the black plane on the right, looked at it for a while and asked: [F001, can I transfer the things from the current plane to the plane world I am in charge of? 】

[Lord Host, of course, you can take out the things in your plane, or put other things in your plane, but you need points when you put them in. 】

Sang Jiuchi: [How many points? 】

F001: [100 points of plane points. 】

Sang Jiuchi: [Okay, help me transfer the blood I collected to the technological plane. 】

After Sang Jiuchi finished speaking, he sank his consciousness into the technological plane, and he also heard the sound of the system in his ear.

【Ding! Consume 1000 plane points, and then start the item transfer. 】

【Ding! Congratulations to the host, the item transfer is complete. 】

The system’s voice fell, and a suspended blood sample appeared out of thin air in front of Sang Jiuchi.

The first thing Sang Jiuchi did when he entered the plane was to suspend the flow of time.

He soon entered a top high-tech medical research institution.

First, the samples were centrifuged, the virus samples were taken out, and then they were put into virus petri dishes.

Sang Jiuchi is the master of this plane. He can not only control the time flow rate of the whole plane, but also control the flow rate of part of the time.

Now, he just accelerated the flow of time in this part of the experimental area.

The virus in the petri dish soon became a strain, and Sang Jiuchi also obtained virus data.

The next step is to make antibiotics, but luckily, Sang Jiuchi found the same virion after entering the virus information into the big database.

And drugs against this virus have long appeared in this world.

Sang Jiuchi quickly found the drug and conducted many experiments, and finally determined that the success rate of this drug in killing the plague virus could reach 99.9%.

Sang Jiuchi copied the medicine many times and placed it in the void space of the system after confirming that he had enough.

After all this was done, Sang Jiuchi erased the traces of his coming here. Get the Technological Plane running again.

The time, which was originally still, was instantly filled with color and noise.

He pulled out his consciousness, and only a few seconds passed in the real world.

Hull’s massage hand has moved to the position of his back. His fingers are very broad, and the temperature of the finger pulp is continuously transmitted to his skin through the wide robe. The tense tendons gradually stretched out under Hull’s gentle pressing, and the sour taste was overly comfortable.

Sang Jiuchi sighed comfortably, and then heard the horses neighing outside, and the coachman shouted through the window, “His Excellency, the church is here.”

“Okay,” Sang Jiuchi interrupted Hull’s service.

The soft touch disappeared from the belly of the finger, and Hel felt a little lost in his heart.

“Come to my room after dinner.” Sang Jiuchi dropped such a sentence before getting off the bus.

Hel raised his head suddenly, an inexplicable light flashing in his eyes.

Where Hull couldn’t see, Susan rubbed her eyes.

Brother, you look wrong!

This is a very remote church, the church is almost deserted, only a priest and three nuns still live here. There are many rooms in the church, enough for them to stay. I heard that Sang Jiuchi was coming, and the four of them had already prepared meals for them. Although it was not very rich, it was warm and comfortable.

The group took a shower, washed their clothes, and thoroughly disinfected before coming to the restaurant to eat. Sang Jiuchi came last. He had just taken a shower, and his body was still wrapped in a hazy mist. The water on his hair had been wiped clean, but it was still hanging wetly behind him. The fair skin is more delicate than the milk on the table, like a night elf that only appears in fairy tales.

He had taken off the cardinal’s robe and put on a white robe.

The people in the Holy See were most particular about etiquette, and when Sang Jiuchi was seated, other talents took their seats one after another.

Delicate plates filled with curry and mashed potatoes, with some beef in the very middle of the table.

Everyone had a busy day today and only had one meal. However, they were guarding the red-clothed archbishop, trying to maintain their conversation and recuperation, and eating as gracefully as possible.

Hull was sitting in the position closest to Sang Jiuchi, and even among the twenty or so people, he was the tallest one.

He ate curry without looking sideways, but out of the corner of his eyes he kept looking in the direction of Sang Jiuchi.

Sang Jiuchi’s eating posture is very elegant even when he is eating how to eat all day. He had just finished taking a shower, and there was still misty moisture in his beautiful long and narrow eyes.

On the dining table, it was very quiet, only the sound of the spoon falling on the china plate.

When almost everyone was about to eat, Sang Jiuchi put down the knife and fork in his hand, cleared his throat, and said warmly, “It’s been hard work today, everyone.”

Those who followed Sang Jiuchi were all his disciples. There were three archbishops in red, and each of them had their own supporters.

When they heard Sang Jiuchi’s words, everyone was a little embarrassed, and then they heard Sang Jiuchi continue.

Several people chatted.

“It’s not hard work. If it’s hard work, it’s the bishop that you work hard.”

“We just did some labor work, and it’s all part of the deal.”

“Yes, Bishop, we dare not say hard work.”

“No,” Sang Jiuchi interrupted them with a smile, “I told you before I came here that this place is very dangerous, because this is a plague zone. But you are obliged to stand with me. , it is impossible for only one person to succeed in this battle against the plague, if this battle against the disease is won, it must be the efforts of everyone.”

“All of you, the greatest heroes. There is no individual heroism in this plague, because every one of you here is a hero.”

“Tomorrow we still have a tough battle to fight, have a good rest tonight, and we have to get there early tomorrow morning.”

After Sang Jiuchi finished speaking, he did not stay any longer, but left the buffer space to these disciples.

The disciples watched Sang Jiuchi leave, and it was not until Sang Jiuchi left their sight that everyone lowered their heads as if they had just reacted.

Hull didn’t know why, until he saw a tear fall on the plate of the man sitting across from him.

A low sobbing sounded.

Hull looked opposite, sobbing sound like stereo sound, coming from all directions.

He was stunned for a moment, looked around, and saw that the surrounding believers were still all bowing their heads, refusing to raise their heads.

They just put their hands together in prayer poses over and over again.

Only when the sobbing became lower and lower, did one of the disciples stand up, “I’m full, go back to rest, and you eat slowly.”

His voice was a little choked, but there was still a smile on his raised face.

As he left, disciples one after another stood up and left, until the last disciple left, leaving only Hull and the four people in the church at the table.

Hull was a little puzzled and asked the pastor sitting next to him, “Why do you do this?”

The priest’s eyes were also a little wet. He coughed lightly and whispered, “Are you a newcomer?”

Hel was stunned for a moment, remembering that he was wearing a sacrificial robe now.

However, this time, he didn’t refute the pastor’s words, just nodded lightly, “Yes.”

The priest’s eyes flashed, “No wonder, you may not know something, there is an unwritten agreement in our Holy See, that is to leave the best side to others.”

“You should also know that we have a lot of believers. Although our church is a bit deserted now, people come to pray for blessings every day. Some of them pray for escape from bad luck, and some pray for their wishes to be fulfilled.”

“What do you think will happen if we greet them with a sad face?”

“Not only will they not get spiritual relief from us, they will suffer a second blow.”

Hull: “That’s why you keep smiling every day?”

The pastor smiled and said, “We are also human beings. We all have sorrow and sadness. We just keep smiling in front of others. It is an unwritten rule of our Holy See to leave our smiles to the world and our sorrows to ourselves.”

Hull fell silent.

In his previous understanding, the Holy See’s equanimity was just a display of superiority.

But he now realizes how terribly wrong he was.

Because he never asked for anything, he never thought wrong, the pain in the hearts of those who asked for something.

He had been prejudiced against the Holy See from the very beginning, and he did not know the real Holy See at all, so he charged them with “demagoguery”.

When her sister left this world, he felt a little empathy for the supplicant.

The cloak of “hypocrisy and bewitchment” was peeled off, and he saw the good intentions hidden inside.

Regardless of whether the God of Light exists or not, the Holy See can exist, and it has a meaning for its existence.

It was the Holy See that soothed the restless and restless hearts of many people and relieved the distress in everyone’s hearts.

“Young man, you are still young, some things should not be said by me, but I think I have a fate with you.” The pastor handed an apple to Hull, “In the future, you will definitely receive many things like me. many believers.”

“You have to know that not all believers really believe in the existence of the God of Light. When they come here, many people just want to find a harbor for their souls for a moment. All you need to do is to be their strength and make them believe in the future. There is still hope, understand?”

“I have been in this church for nearly 30 years. In the past 30 years, I have met all kinds of people. Every year, there are several people who want to commit suicide and cannot survive, some because of money, some because of disease, and some others. It’s because of feelings.”

“What we have to do is to save these souls and let them rekindle the hope of life, it’s not easy, lad.” The pastor’s eyes gradually brought sadness, “In my pastoral career, I have seen several suicide.”

“They came to the church with all smiles on their faces the day before and took their own lives the next day.”

“It’s not just those who cry and yell who have lost hope in life, some people just put on a smiley mask for themselves. Compared to those who can express their emotions by crying and yelling, these people are more difficult to detect. .”

“So you have to use your own power of observation to see clearly the emotions and the truth that were covered up by them.” The pastor sighed, “This is something I only wanted to understand all my life as a pastor. If I had woken up earlier then, Maybe those kids won’t give up their lives so easily.”

Hearing the pastor’s words, Hale suddenly stunned.

He looked at the pastor, and his voice was a little eager: “Sir, what do people with smiling masks usually do?”

The pastor was very relieved to see Hull’s eager eyes. He didn’t hide anything, and immediately told Hull his observations over the years.

“They tend to be very happy and gentle in front of people, but their emotions will rebound when there is no one, such as using violence, insults, ridicule, etc. to relieve their hearts. This is their self-help. If you find Someone has a very different character in private and on display, so be careful. He is likely to be such a sufferer.”

In Hull’s mind, a figure immediately appeared.

When in front of outsiders, he is elegant and gentle, with a lovely smile, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is an angel.

When turning his back on a person, humiliating him, attacking him with words, a real-life version of the devil.

Hull’s heart suddenly twitched, wouldn’t Sang Jiuchi be such a sufferer too?

Then he released his malice towards himself, was he actually asking himself for help?

Hull quickly asked: “If I really meet such a person, how can I help him?”

The pastor thought about it seriously, “If he treats you like this in private, it means that you have become a life-saving straw for him. Don’t leave him at this time, and don’t disobey him. Obey him and let him take everything to vent his anger. But it’s not enough, you have to try to help him regain hope in life.”

“For example, use flowers with bright colors and things that interest him to stimulate the other person’s heart and make him fall in love again. Let him know that he can only enjoy these things when he is alive, and when he dies, there is nothing left. “

“But these things have to be done quietly, you can’t expose his duplicity, it will only make him run away in fear and wrap himself in his own world again.”

Hull immediately remembered everything the pastor said, “Anything else?”

The pastor thought hard, “One more thing, if the other party wants something, he must try his best to satisfy it. This shows that he has begun to have worldly desires, and if he keeps expanding his desires, he will become less and less willing to commit suicide.”

Under Hull’s expectant gaze, the pastor ended, “That’s all I can think of right now. If I think of anything else, I’ll tell you.”

Hull nodded quickly, “Then I’ll trouble you.”

The pastor nodded with satisfaction, his eyes bursting with admiration, “As expected of my fancy, young man, I have told many people about these things, but you are the only one who listened the most seriously. Young man, you have a bright future, definitely would be a man like the Cardinal.”

Hull was trying to review the knowledge points said by the pastor in his mind, and he didn’t listen to a word of what the pastor said.

Suddenly, the sentence “You will definitely become the man in the red dress” floated into his ears.

Hale paused and looked at the pastor with a little surprise, “Do you really think so?”

The pastor nodded vigorously, “Yes, you can definitely do it.”

Hull rubbed the corners of his clothes embarrassedly, “Am I suitable?”

The pastor patted Hale’s broad shoulder earnestly, “Who else is competent besides you? You trust my vision, I’m optimistic about you!”

In his mind, the figure of Sang Jiuchi began to appear uncontrollably.

The prejudice has long since disappeared, and the Sang Jiuchi in his mind has a variety of colors.

There is the image of illuminating the patient like a god, the appearance of sneering and mocking him, and the face arrogantly stepping on his chest.

Sang Jiuchi’s face appeared one after another in his mind, and finally all the photos merged into one picture.

He knelt on the ground and looked up at Sang Jiuchi.

There were tears in his eyes, and his face was full of emotion.

The heart suddenly began to beat violently.

Puff, puff, puff.

He beat his chest heavily, as if to pry open his sternum and rush out.

Hull suddenly laughed. He grabbed the pastor’s hand with his backhand and said firmly, “I borrow your blessing.”

After that, he stood up directly, said “I’m full, thank you for the hospitality” and then walked away.

The pastor looked at the red hand that was being held, and finally smiled awkwardly, “This young man has really strong hands.”

The nun next to him couldn’t stand it any longer, “Teacher, can you change your statement that if you catch someone and say that he can become a red-clothed archbishop, you’ve said this eight hundred times if not a thousand times? When it really reached the ears of the red-clothed archbishop, I thought you wanted to seek power.”

The priest glared at the nun, “What do you know. There is a saying that a soldier who doesn’t want to be a general is not a good soldier. If one of the more than 800 people really does become, then I will become a prophet. Again. Besides, I am really optimistic about them.”

The three nuns couldn’t help but rolled their eyes together, “Yes, yes, you are optimistic about everyone.”

In the room, Sang Jiuchi was sending spiritual energy to Susan.

It’s very strange, the spiritual energy that was delivered yesterday was almost gone now.

Susan’s expression was very painful, until Sang Jiuchi sent the spiritual energy in, she eased a little.

But this can only cure the symptoms, not the root cause. He thought for a while and asked Xiang Susan, “Do you want to take revenge yourself?”

Susan’s eyes flashed with hatred, “Dream of it.”

Sang Jiuchi, “I have a way for you to regain your entity, but the process is a bit painful, and you need to endure the pain of peeling and cramping. If you can bear it, I will help you.”

Surprise suddenly appeared in Susan’s beautiful eyes, “I can do it, I have even experienced that kind of pain, and now no pain can break me down.”

Sang Jiuchi: “I will put you in a small world, you are an outsider to that world, so when you are in that world, I will limit your freedom. Your range of activities is only as big as this church. range, and no one communicates with you, only yourself. You have to endure not only pain, but long periods of loneliness.”

“Speaking of this, are you still willing?”

Susan still nodded firmly, “I can.”

Sang Jiuchi: “Okay, I’ll put you in temporarily first, and I’ll put a thread in your mind and mine. If you can’t stand halfway through your practice, just pull that thread, and I’ll put you back together. back to the real world.”

Susan: “Then when can I come out?”

Sang Jiuchi: “I will give you a book. After cultivating this book, when you can touch something with your hand, it proves that you have cultivated a real body. At that time, you are pulling the rope, and I will bring it with you. Come out. I also want to tell you, the world I take you to is a world you have never seen before.”

“The laws of that world are far more cruel than this world, and you are an intruder to that world. If found, you will be strangled. I imprisoned you both to protect you and to maintain the laws of that world. So don’t Delusional desire to break through my barrier and get out, understand?”

Susan nodded seriously, “Understood.”

“Also, the book I gave you was specially used for cultivation by souls like you. The process of cultivation is extremely dangerous, and the process of cultivation is extremely dangerous. Generally speaking, every time you advance, it will attract thunder. But I secretly take you Put it in, so you shouldn’t suffer from thunder calamity, but there will still be some inner demons, don’t go to the tip of the bull’s horn when cultivating.”

“There is one last point. You cultivate in that plane, and you absorb the spiritual energy of that plane. Correspondingly, I will send the spiritual energy of this world to fill the vacancy you absorbed. You don’t need to worry about this, I will finish it. Do you want to go in now or take another look at your brother?”

Susan was already incoherent, “That, Archbishop Jiuchi, can I really, really become a human again?”

Sang Jiuchi corrected her, “It’s not about becoming a human, you are already dead, time is irreversible, and it is impossible to become a human Susan again. But I can make you visible, and you should be able to do some special tricks. As for the content of the trick, you will gradually understand when you enter that world.”

Since Sang Jiuchi could see herself, Susan has seen Sang Jiuchi’s ability.

He is not at all the magic stick they once thought, he really has the ability that others don’t have.

I was too stupid before.

When she thought that she wanted to frame Sang Jiuchi at first, and later caused Sang Jiuchi to be blamed for her own death, she began to fall into endless self-blame.

Although she had turned into a ghost, she felt a burning pain on her cheek.

“I don’t look at my brother anymore. If I can cultivate a real body, I want my brother to see me. I will tell my brother personally that you didn’t lie to him.” Seeing the impatient look on Sang Jiuchi’s face, She quickly replied.

Sang Jiuchi had heard footsteps outside, “Okay.”

In his mind, Sang Jiuchi said: [F001, the ghost who spread Susan’s soul to the world of self-cultivation. 】

F001: [Ding! Next, consume 1,000 plane points for positioning transmission. Ding! The target is successfully locked, the location of the plane is successfully locked, and the transmission is started below. 】

Suddenly, a strange voice came to Susan’s mind. Before she could understand the meaning of the words, she felt dizzy.

When he woke up again, he was surrounded by a boundless manzhushahua, and the fiery red spread to the horizon.

There is also a chalet not far away.

Is this the new world Sang Jiuchi said? Susan ran for a while in Manzhushahua, and bumped into a transparent wall.

Going forward, she couldn’t move forward by half a point. This should be the barrier that Sang Jiuchi said.

Back to where she had just fallen, Susan walked into the cabin again. This cabin seems to be specially built for her. The cabin is very simple, with only one bed, one table and one chair.

There was a book on the table, and Susan picked it up tentatively. But caught empty. But then, countless incomprehensible words appeared in her mind.

These words seemed to be ancient writings from the East, and she couldn’t understand a single word.

Just when she hesitated, the words in her mind began to slowly change, becoming words she could understand – “Ghost Cultivation Body Art”.

Susan felt like she had a treasure, she quickly flipped through the contents in her mind and began to practice according to the description inside…

In the real world, as soon as Sang Jiuchi sent Susan away, he heard a knock on the door.

finally come.

Sang Jiuchi’s calm eyes flashed with dazzling brilliance, and then the brilliance fell into the abyss and hid.

After adjusting his facial expression, he said coldly, “Come in.”

The door was pushed open, Hull walked in, and at a glance, he saw Sang Jiuchi, who had fallen into the sofa with a proud face.

“Come here.” Sang Jiuchi raised his eyelids and lowered his voice, “Lock the door.”

Hearing that Sang Jiuchi asked him to lock the door, Hull’s heart skipped a beat.

With a “click”, the lock was dropped by him.

Hull swallowed nervously, adjusted his mood before turning his head, and walked to Sang Jiuchi step by step.

Sang Jiuchi had a busy day today and always wanted to do something to relax.

He looked up at the tall Hull, and Hull’s expression was still cold and indifferent, but there was a panic in his eyes that he could catch at a glance.

“I’m a little tired, I want to relax, do you know what to do?” Sang Jiuchi evoked a vicious smile, and the usual gentle eyes in the eyes of outsiders also took on an attack.

Hale was stunned for a second.

Then he slowly knelt down in front of Sang Jiuchi.

The gears of fate began to roll.

Hull raised his head slantingly, and Sang Jiuchi’s dry face just now relaxed obviously.

The pink at the end of the eyes is shaky, and the tip of the round and beautiful nose also begins to turn pink.

Hull was encouraged.

Sure enough, in the next second, Sang Jiuchi’s expression became more relaxed.

His eyes gradually blurred, as if flying into the air, soaring among the clouds.

Looking at Sang Jiuchi’s expression, Hull also began to fall.

Suddenly, ten slender fingers passed through his hair and grabbed his hair.

Outside the window, the cry of a nightingale could be heard. Soft and crisp, and very agile.

Sang Jiuchi looked at Hull lazily, “You have done a good job, and you are getting more and more proficient. You are worthy of being the head of the Royal Knights. He is so good at everything.”

Hull took two big breaths, lowered his head, and hid his scarlet eyes.

Just now, he had the idea of ​​wanting to press Sang Jiuchi on the sofa.

Sang Jiuchi was still unhappy. Although he has experienced many planes, this is the first time he has seen such a situation today.

The desperation of nearly a thousand people living in one place and waiting to die also touched him a little, especially since his eyes could still see the death aura lingering on them.

The despair is not death itself, but the helplessness of seeing death slowly approaching.

All the struggle seems to be in vain.

He urgently needs to do something to relieve these pressures. But just looking ahead is not enough.

Sang Jiuchi pointed to his package, “Knight Hull, I have something in that package, you can bring it for me.”

Hull turned around, tensed his body and walked in front of Sang Jiuchi’s package.

When leaving the temple, Sang Jiuchi brought a total of two packages, one for changing clothes, and the other for this.

The package was not big, and when Hull opened the package, he saw the rope and whip inside.

Hull’s pupils shrank a little, but he still took the things to the table in front of Sang Jiuchi.

Sang Jiuchi slowly stood up from the sofa, “General Hull, do you remember how Prince Ino whipped me that day?”

Hale hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Sang Jiuchi: “Do you think I should take revenge?”

Hull looked at Sang Jiuchi’s arrogant and somewhat evil face, and what the old priest said suddenly appeared in his mind: “You must obey his words, and don’t be disobedient!”

Nodding, Hull said, “It should.”

Sang Jiuchi picked up the whip from the table and walked to Hull.

The handle of the whip was pressed against Hull’s neckline, and with a random fiddle, it slipped to his waist.

A large group of honey color appeared in front of Sang Jiuchi, and under the honey color were clearly visible vigorous muscles.

Beautiful abdominal muscles are neatly arranged one by one.

Sang Jiuchi suddenly thought that if Hull went to participate in the beauty contest, he would definitely win first, first in the universe.

“Let’s chat for a while, Knight Hull.” Sang Jiuchi drew back his whip and sat back on the sofa. He looked at Hull’s muscles with satisfaction, and suddenly said this.

Hull is a little confused.

He seriously recalled the old pastor’s words, and sighed inwardly.

Sang Jiuchi’s illness was really serious, and he couldn’t understand his brain circuits at all.

“Knight Hull, what is your favorite entertainment?”

Hull glanced at Sang Jiuchi hesitantly, and saw that Sang Jiuchi was like an old god.

The weather is uncertain, is it already terminally ill?

Hull replied cautiously, “I like riding horses the most.”

Sang Jiuchi lengthened his voice, “Ao, I like to ride horses. How long do you usually ride?”

Unable to see Sang Jiuchi’s intentions, Hull had to tell the truth, “The main thing is to see the tolerance of the war horse. If the tolerance is strong, you can continue to ride.”

Sang Jiuchi’s beautiful eyes flickered for a moment, “Just right, Knight Hull. I really envy you for being able to ride a horse. I grew up in a temple, and I have to represent the Holy See in my words and deeds, and my words and deeds must be dignified and elegant, Pope. Never let me ride a horse.”

The old pastor’s words reappeared in his mind, “If a patient suddenly expresses a special desire to do one thing, he must do everything possible to satisfy him! Only in this way can he have hope for life.”

Hull clenched his fists, “If you really like it, I can teach you.”

A meaningful smile appeared on Sang Jiuchi’s warm face, “Knight Hull, you are actually very nice. Would it be difficult to ride a horse? I have never ridden before.”

Hull shook his head quickly, “It’s not difficult at all, if you’re afraid, I can find you a docile pony.”

Sang Jiuchi smiled even more, “I don’t like docile ponies, I prefer fierce horses, the kind that travel thousands of miles a day.”

Hull frowned, “A horse like that usually recognizes the master, and it has a very strong temperament. It is easy to not recognize the master. If you recognize it, you will only follow one person for the rest of your life. You need to tame it before it will recognize you, otherwise it will even take the reins. Can’t get in.”

Sang Jiuchi looked at Hull up and down, and there seemed to be some hook in his eyes, which made Hull’s heart in a mess.

“Following only one person in my life, it’s so romantic, is General Hull really willing to teach me how to ride a horse?”

Hull nodded earnestly, “Of course, when we go back, I’ll find a suitable horse to teach you.”

Sang Jiuchi laughed, “No need, I have found it. And you don’t have to wait to go back, you can do it now.”

Hale frowned. There were no horses here. If there were any, there were only horses pulling carriages outside.

Those horses are old horses, but they are not strong at all.

Hull laughed secretly, and he really had never seen the world. So in the eyes of Sang Jiuchi, is that kind of horse a fierce horse?

“Okay,” Hull stood up straight and pointed to the door, “Let’s go now.”

Sang Jiuchi burst out laughing. He picked up the hemp rope on the table and walked in front of Hull, “Come on, I’ll help you tie the reins.”

The moment the rope was tied to his wrist, Hull suddenly realized that what he said to Sang Jiuchi from the beginning was not the same thing at all!

Strong horse.

I mean, he?

Hull: “??!”