chapter 2 Sending you thousands of miles

"Uh, I have a headache..."

When Yves Nixon opened his eyes, his vision was blurred, and there was smoke in front of his eyes. He subconsciously grabbed around and grabbed a corner of the quilt.

This is...home?

He pressed his forehead with difficulty, his limbs ached, and his left and right cheeks were burning.

Feeling weak for a while, I closed my eyes again and tried to remember what happened last night.

Valethorn.

cemetery.

Jade Lion... blood jade pendant.

Sunlit Bead.

Sunlit Bead?

Thinking back, Yves Nixon suddenly woke up and straightened up suddenly.

A lazy hoarse voice reached his ears.

"Yves Nixon...are you awake?"

The "sleepy" girl got up from Yves Nixon left side. She yawned, rubbed her darkened eyes, and muttered: "Brother... I'm hungry."

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...

The sky is bright.

There are many temples in Pendora, mostly in the wilderness, especially in the Valethorn area. It is said that there is too much killing in this area, and the Bodhisattva is trying to suppress the killing, so many Buddhist temples have been built. However, most of them are dilapidated over the years.

One of the widely spread taboos in Pendora is to stay at the Valethorn church.

No one enters the temple.

Yves Nixon has lived in the temple for more than ten years. He has been living in the temple on the outskirts of Pendora for as long as he can remember. It is not scary to enter the temple alone. After walking in this difficult world for a long time, he realized that cows, ghosts, gods and snakes are like this. If the illusory ghosts really existed, they would probably be kinder than human beings.

At least when Yves Nixon lived alone in the temple, he never encountered any trouble.

After picking up the girl, for the sake of safety and caution, Yves Nixon walked on the windy and snowy night road for more than ten days, carrying her on his back to the ruined temple in Qingshui City, and settled down here.

Settled here for ten years.

The ruined temple is not big. There is an ancient Guanyin Bodhisattva statue in the main hall. The backyard is cleaned and a bed, a broken table, and a stove can be moved out.

Yves Nixon squatted down to add fire to the stove and broke wood branches.

He sniffed gently, and the smoke drifting from the main hall to the backyard slowly continued.

The incense in the Buddhist niche has been out for a long time, and there is only one stick of incense left, which I have been reluctant to light.

"Fanny Braddell, this is the last stick of incense. When I'm going to take you home in two days, I beg for Bodhisattva's blessing. Are you going to burn it like this?"Yves Nixon kept adding firewood to the stove and sighed. .

I can probably recall what happened in the suburbs of Qingbai last night.

After he passed out, thanks to the girl's cleverness, she realized something was wrong and dragged her back all the way.

The Sunlit Bead seems to be gone, but the crimson jade bracelet is still there. It is not as valuable as the Sunlit Bead. At least I can get some money by selling it, so I won't starve to death on the way to Tempestreach.

As for the last scene in his mind, Yves Nixon thought it was just a fart.

Think about it carefully, rack your brains, and recall every detail from entering the tomb to passing out.

Yves Nixon couldn't figure out why her left and right cheeks were burning, as if she had been slapped by an iron cattail fan more than a dozen times?

Is there really something unclean Valethorn?

Yves Nixon was so frightened that she silently recited several Bodhisattva blessings in her heart.

"Yves Nixon... you were very scary last night. You were pale and unconscious. You were slapped dozens of times and there was no response."

The girl who was eating noodles from a big bowl showed no manners at all. She stared with her eyes and muttered with noodles in her mouth: "If you die, who will cook for me?"

Yves Nixon eyes widened, and she finally understood why her cheek hurt so much.

He brought a bowl of noodles angrily, ate two bites in a hurry, and said vaguely: "Eat quickly, we'll pack up after eating, and we'll leave in two days. We can't stay here any longer, and we'll sell the chain. In exchange for money, I’ll take you home.”

Fanny Braddell suddenly stopped talking.

Yves Nixon continued to eat noodles.

The atmosphere became quiet.

Yves Nixon raised his head and glanced at the girl, seeing her silently putting down the bowl, squatting on the bed, hugging her knees and looking at herself, then lowered her head to eat the noodles.

Yves Nixon, suddenly raised his head and looked at Fanny Braddell.

He pointed at the noodle bowl and said, "Aren't you hungry... There's still half the bowl left, and you won't eat it?"

Fanny Braddell said in a hoarse voice: "Yves Nixon, why are you so kind all of a sudden?"

Yves Nixon was speechless for a while.

The girl took out the ancient ring from her waist. There was a broken petal carved on it. She said with a sour nose: "It's a thousand miles from Pendora to Tempestreach. Now you finally have a chain. After selling it, we can live a stable life, buy a small house in Valethorn , and no longer have to sneak around... If you sell it for payment, you won't be afraid to send me to the Imperial Capital. When the time comes, you will find that this token is Fake, my identity is fake, no ' Mr. Ximenez ' from the Suillian would come to Pendora to look for me, and there has never been a disciple of mine in Serenity Crest..."

"When the time comes...will you leave me?"

Yves Nixon lowered his head and continued eating noodles.

The boy said nothing.

The fire in the stove was beating fiercely and sparks were rolling.

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Yves Nixon picked up Fanny Braddell ten years ago.

He will always remember the day when it snowed heavily in Pendora.

A middle-aged man in torn clothes came to the ruined temple, holding an unconscious girl in his arms. The man was covered in blood. He put the girl down in the Buddhist niche and left this ancient order.

Yves Nixon doesn't know how to practice. He doesn't know how high the sky is or how thick the earth is, but he knows that this man is much better than the so-called "cultivation masters" he saw in Qingshui City.

That day, the temple was completely surrounded.

When the middle-aged man stepped out of the church, he raised his sleeves and opened his sword. The Buddha statue in the temple collapsed, and the snow fell outside the temple. The particles were clear and hanging upside down and trembling.

The sword is open and the murderous intention is hidden in the sleeves, no longer hidden.

The sound of killing continued for a whole day and night.

When all the noisy sounds dissipated until there was no more sound, Yves Nixon went out to investigate and found that within a radius of ten miles, the ice and snow had melted, and there were corpses everywhere, some of monks, some in black and white clothes, with dried blood, and they were already dead.

The weeds are bent over, and there is no life left.

No matter what, staying here would only cause trouble, so Yves Nixon fled all the way with the sleeping girl on his back and drove away from here for ten days and nights.

He guessed in his heart that the man covered in blood was the " Mr. Ximenez " who Fanny Braddell had always mentioned to him, Suillian . But in such a miserable situation... if the man named Xu was still alive, what would happen? Will one day and one night pass without returning?

The situation is already in danger.

Yves Nixon remembered that when she first came to this temple, the seriously ill girl was very obedient and waited quietly without crying or making trouble.

At that time, Fanny Braddell was not Fanny Braddell. He was as quiet as a wooden doll every day, with a pale face, staring blankly outside the temple, without saying a word or eating a grain of rice.

Little did he know that the person he was waiting for would never come again.

After three days of starvation, the girl took Yves Nixon's food and after devouring it, the first thing she asked Yves Nixon was.

"Is it useful to make a wish to a Bodhisattva?"

"It's useful...very effective."Yves Nixon, who was also young, couldn't bear it and comforted softly: "Trust me."

After a while, the little girl knelt in front of the statue of Bodhisattva, holding the incense with difficulty in her hands. Her upper body was straight, her thin body was shaky, her lips were biting blood, her eyes were still clear, and she said tremblingly: "Bodhisattva, I know my parents, and Mr. Ximenez, they are all still alive... They are just busy and put me here. One day, they will come to pick me up, right?"

Someone left lingering incense in the temple, and Yves Nixon lit it at that time.

Incense was lingering in front of the Bodhisattva statue, but there was no sound.

The girl knelt in front of the Buddha statue all night and fell asleep for a long time.

Yves Nixon listened to the trivial talk all night.

Yves Nixon had no home at that time.

He thought at the time that if he had a home, he would cherish it.

Now he has.

Putting down the dishes and chopsticks, Yves Nixon picked up a washed white rag, gently wiped the corners of Fanny Braddell mouth, and said with a smile: "Here, smile and be happy. I will buy you some brand new clothes later and send you back." When we are in Tempestreach, we can’t let others laugh at us.”

"Don't blame your parents for not coming to see you..."

"Pendora has been a bit miserable these past ten years. If the people in Tempestreach treat you badly in the future, then I, then I...then I will take you back, buy a big house, and give it to you. I’ll feed you lots of noodles every day and you’ll never be hungry again.”

Fanny Braddell burst into laughter and choked with sobs: "I don't want to eat noodles."

Yves Nixon also smiled.

The two of them paid their dues, and the young man said softly: "I will send you back, a thousand miles, ten thousand miles, no matter how far it is... don't worry."

The sunlight from the ruined temple shone in, and the fourteen-year-old Fanny Braddell smiled so happily for the first time.

She hummed heavily.