The two tables of food were enough for just these few people, even if we added Raphael.
Raphael sat on a white cloud sofa, holding his belly with a happy expression: "It tastes so good.
It's the first time in tens of thousands of years that I have eaten such delicious food."
If he hadn't been very tall and had long hair, Wings, otherwise they are really no different from ordinary people.
He stood up and looked at Cheng Qianxun who was leaning on the bed: "It seems that your health is not good yet, but I won't let you rest for ten days and a half.
After two days, I will help you increase your strength.
Now you are in good health."
If it’s not true, adding it will be counterproductive.”
The teammates thanked each other, and Raphael disappeared.
It is true that my body is very weak, just like I had a serious illness before.
Raphael may have done this because she was actually weak, or it may have been to allow her and her teammates to rest for two more days.
If those angels didn't speak, Raphael would tend to muddle along.
It feels like I'm helping them secretly, but why would an angel from heaven help them?
Her teammates asked her where she went after her brain was punched through and she died for a day.
Where did she really die?
She simply answered that she went to the underworld, met Albert, and that he was now the temporary manager.
There is no need to say much.
After all, here, it is like installing invisible surveillance.
Everything they say and do can be seen by those angels.
Thinking of what Pluto said to her at the end: "Qianxun, go back, you have your mission...
There is darkness in the bright place, and there are beautiful things in the dark place.
You must persevere and promise me."
She cheered up: "I don't know what the next topic will be."
Already the seventh step, only Michael and. . .
"Lemuel.
Guards the souls of the underworld."
Rudolph began to introduce the angel most likely to be responsible for the next level.
The descriptions of Lemuel in various books are very contradictory.
Lemuel was the mentor of apostates.
He is one of the fallen angels and knows a lot about souls.
But he is also one of the seven archangels who always serve God, and is responsible for conveying the instructions of the seven archangels.
This is a very contradictory narrative.
If it is a fallen angel, how come he has become one of the seven angels?
If Sariel is only a legendary fallen angel, then this one has definitely become a fallen angel.
His job is to guide the faithful souls to resurrect after being judged.
His special skill is to rule over God's visions.
The so-called dreams and hallucinations of people are among them, such as the revelations of the prophets, which are very important in conveying God's messages.
In addition, Remiel is also an angel who can control thunder.
"Haha.
Zeus" Regel joked.
"Any mythology will have gods who control thunder and lightning."
She also said casually: "There is a male thunder and lightning mother in the east.
The male thunder is the thunder son of the Shang and Zhou Dynasties..."
Dian Mu is another story.
This widow’s husband died early, she has no sons, her family is poor, and she has only one mother-in-law.
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In order to be filial to her mother-in-law, she refuses to remarry.
Once my mother-in-law fell ill.
I really want to eat meat.
But she had no money, so she remembered the ancient practice of "cutting one's wrists to offer sacrifices to one's aunt", so she cut off the flesh from her wrists and cooked them to honor her mother-in-law.
But the mother-in-law couldn't eat the tough meat of the fingers and thighs, and she still cared about her daughter-in-law's filial piety.
Instead, he thought he would keep the good meat he bought for himself and eat the meat close to the skin to honor her.
She began to curse and invited Wu Lei to beat her daughter-in-law to death.
How do you know that Wu Lei really answered the call?
With a sudden sound, her wife was beaten to death.
It was only when she was about to die that she discovered that her wife had injuries on her hands.
There were still blood scars, so I remembered.
Keren has been killed.
The mother-in-law cried and begged Lei Gong to save her daughter-in-law.
Lei Gong also regretted his imprudence and listened to the old woman's words and killed a good man by mistake.
So Lei Gong appealed to the Jade Emperor and asked for the widow to be given the title of Lightning Mother.
Before he thunders, the Mother of Lightning can emit light to first illuminate the good and evil in the world, so as to understand right and wrong, so as not to hit people by mistake again.
"So to make thunder money, lightning comes first, that's it."
After saying so many words, I was really tired.
The teammates had been listening quietly, but Regel spoke first after listening.
He blinked: "Why do you need to cut meat?
If you really can't afford meat, you can go hunting."
She shook her head: "In ancient times, a woman could not even show her face in public, let alone go hunting in the deep mountains and old forests."
"Then you can fish and exchange the fish for meat."
Gordon didn't understand why he had to cut the meat.
Well, I really don’t know how to explain this to these people from Western countries.
She thought for a long time before answering: "In poor places at that time, even Yizi could eat all the bark and grass roots, let alone the meat.
Rats would starve to death.
If the fish in the river could be caught, it would be a long time ago."
If you catch all the fish, even if you catch all the fish, the pigs will eat them all, where will the meat be?”
Reger nodded as if understanding: "Oh, no wonder there are some areas in the East that eat everything.
Rats, snakes, even cicadas and scorpions, it turned out that they didn't eat them at that time.
Think about this ancient civilization, two thousand years ago It can reach the world's leading level in all aspects.
If we go to the Mediterranean, neither Egypt nor Rome will be our opponents, but they will be rich countries and poor people."
Sneijder shook his head: "If you want to eat meat, cut your own meat.
Is this woman crazy and poor so she sells meat?
Cut whatever meat you want."
Well. . .
Sneijder runs a nightclub.
Women in this era really only sell meat, not cut it.
But how to explain that this woman would not take this road for the sake of reputation and chastity, but would only cut her flesh.
Speaking of this, these men would not understand.
Instead, they laughed at this woman for being crazy.
Gordon came up with another question: "We here live separately from our parents after getting married.
Why do Orientals live together?
I have also heard of the twelve filial piety.
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I feel that it is not filial piety, but a tendency to self-abuse."
It is difficult to explain such sayings as repaying evil with kindness and filial piety comes first among all good deeds.
Moreover, the twelve filial piety were indeed written from the perspective of people at that time.
At that time, if the king wanted his ministers to die, the ministers had to die, and if the father wanted his son to die, the son had to die.
What was advocated was foolish loyalty.
"Put a little flesh on the wrist."
Rudolf, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke.
He raised his hand to show everyone: "It's the piece under the thumb.
It's such a big wound.
Is this mother-in-law blind?"
The fingers will be inflexible, and there will be less meat after cutting.
No wonder there is too little meat and it will be all skin.
In fact, it is best to cut the meat on the thighs and buttocks, which have less nerves and more meat.”
The more I talk about it, the less I know how to explain it.
She could only pretend to be weak and rest without talking.
Make up your mind.
It will be too tiring if I don’t talk about Eastern allusions to these foreigners in the future.
Lying down, my mind was filled with things about Albert and Julian.
Even though the two of them should have had a better ending, one became a part of Pluto and the other became the temporary manager, they still owed them a debt of gratitude that would never be repaid.
"Chihiro, Chihiro."
Sneijder called her awake.
Asked with concern: "What's wrong with you?
Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Reger said carelessly: "Actually, I'm afraid that after you faint, you won't know whether you are dead or alive."
With these teammates, it’s really fun.
She smiled: "Let's move on to the next level's theme."
"I'm too lazy to talk about it.
Anyway, even if we lose now, we can still become four-winged angels."
Reger also spoke truthfully: "We will try our best, but if we can't live together, we can become angels together."
This thought was something everyone, including her, had had countless times.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you can't do this."
Raphael pushed away a cloud from above.
He covered his mouth with his hand and said as if whispering: "After two levels, you can become a seraph, and the treatment will be even more generous."
"I knew you were eavesdropping up there.
Come down and chat with us."
Regel waved to Raphael.
Raphael hesitated for a moment: "I'd better not come down.
It feels better on the clouds.
It reminds me of how I sometimes stood on the clouds when I came down to earth.
There are many people kneeling down below, very pious.
I really miss it. ah" Look at Raphael currently in the clouds.
Holding hands, blinking sparkling eyes.
That was so joyful.
Is being an angel just for people to worship?
Yes, any god does not want to be worshiped by people.
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Human beings will do the same.
It should be said that any living creature will do the same.
Raphael put down his hand and returned to his sanctimonious angel look, gentle and serious: "When you become a high-level angel, you will be sent to the world to appear, remind, prophesy and so on when encountering major events.
After you finish your work, you will return the favor.
You can become invisible or transform, and travel for a long time.
The world is very interesting.
Don’t you want to go back and see it?”
It turns out that there is this kind of benefit, just like a company trip.
As long as the work is done, the extra time can be allocated freely.
"And..."
Raphael looked around and said softly: "After climbing the last floor, there is a super invincible gift package."
It's that wish.
You can make any wish, and as long as it can be achieved, it will come true.
You can even ask to become the supreme god, replace the original god, and rule the heaven.
"I won't think about it."
Rudolph sneered: "If it's so easy to handle, why can't you get through it?"
Even Midalon and Michael couldn't pass the last level.
How could ordinary mortals pass it?
"Hehe, hehe..."
Raphael scratched the back of his head with his fingers: "The gods will definitely not be able to pass.
Even a mortal would not be able to pass without such understanding and openness."
Rudolf asked tentatively: "Master Midalon was a mortal before, which means he did not have this understanding and heart."
"Oh, that's so annoying."
Raphael pinched his throat and waved his hand: "You're telling someone else's words again.
Well, I'll tell you, you five are the most promising mortals in history to pass the last level.
Work hard."
After saying that, he moved the white clouds next to him, just like moving white cotton.
After covering himself tightly, it was equivalent to disappearing.
"Well, now that we're here, it's better to be a seraph than to have only four wings."
Sneijder sighed.
Reger held his head high: "I am the biggest, so I will definitely become taller, and my wings will be bigger and wider than yours."
"Yeah," Rudolf said in a sinister tone, "I'll cut you when there's no meat to eat."
Reger stared for a long time: "Then I will be like Gabriel or Midalon, and I will conjure many wings.
If you want to eat them, I can cut off any one for you."
"It's better to have one hundred and twenty pairs of wings like Gabriel.
I don't want to eat wings with eyes on them.
They're very eye-catching."
Thinking of the eyes on Midalon's wings, Rudolph's words made everyone laugh. stand up.
Night is here again.
There is no moon here at night, it is all clouds, and there are clouds everywhere.
It feels as if the entire plane is made up of layers of clouds, like a square house made of clouds.
When she fell, it felt like she was passing through a rough room made of clouds.
Stretch out your hand and want to change into a star, but the moon cannot be changed.
If it were changed, the undead "children" on the top floor would be homesick.
But apart from a few small star fragments popping up on the finger, nothing else popped up. . .
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The hand dropped down.
It must have been that after death, the body was repaired again, and the mana disappeared with death.
Even if he was resurrected, there would not be much left.
"Come here" seemed like someone was calling her.
She sat up.
Although her body was weak, she could still move.
Looking around, she saw that her teammates were all asleep, sleeping on their own conjured beds, while Sneijder was sleeping beside her, also sleeping soundly.
"Come on, come on..."
The voice was still ringing, but other teammates were not awakened by the voice.
Go take a look.
She got out of bed, looked back, and frowned slightly.
"She" was still lying on the bed, next to Sneijder, with a calm face, as if she was sleeping soundly.
"Come, come..."
The voice was still ringing, and there was light in one place, the golden light of heaven.
Go and see what the hell is going on.
She will definitely not die in the heaven.
Even if she dies, she will find a way to save her.
There are still stairs to go up.
She followed the bright light and drifted past.
A soul without a physical body does not need to walk.
It can drift wherever it wants.
She drifted along the light and sound, and then the light disappeared and the surrounding area became dark.
The sky is bright, even at night, you can see everything clearly, it's just a little dimmer than during the day.
In the dark blue, a tall figure sat on a black thing hanging in the air.
This thing looks like a black crescent, and the person sitting on it, leaning against the curve of the crescent, is Sariel.
"It's you," she said coldly, but then changed her tone: "Excuse me, sir, why did you call me here in the middle of the night?"
It was so hypocritical that she found it funny, but maybe the world of heaven was just the same, and it wasn't a bad thing to say, it was very ironic.
Sariel didn't speak.
He slowly turned his head and lowered his head, looking down at her from above.
His blood-red eyes stared at her closely.
He had seen too much human blood.
This kind of blood, which was slightly dark red in color and resembled the color of human blood when it was first shed, was extremely uncomfortable to see.
She was so scared that she said coldly: "Since you are fine, I will leave."
Under Sariel's gaze, she turned around.
Although it felt a little difficult and she needed to concentrate, she still turned around.
"Wait a minute."
Sariel finally spoke: "You are indeed powerful, woman
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