You're my wife, don't doubt it!

“This isn’t the palace Song Haijian built…” Shen Jie said.

"Have you seen the guiding nun?" Yu Luying finished the sentence.

"Alright, girls, game time is over, it's time for bed." A command came from the direction of the faceless nun, as if it were her speaking.

Chapter 317 Witch Hunting Season

2023-09-03

"Alright, girls, game time is over, it's time for bed." A command came from the direction of the faceless nun, as if it were her speaking.

What followed was a series of incomprehensible mutterings.

Yu Luying: "???"

The next second, a wave of drowsiness washed over her, as if the calm of "death makes all things empty" had castrated her desires. In short, she was a little nauseous, and her body and mind were extremely exhausted, as if she had been working non-stop all day without rest—you can refer to the first day of summer camp on August 4th.

Add to that the hypnotic chanting...

Yu Luying turned to look at Shen Jie and found that she had actually fallen asleep on the ground.

Yu Luying felt that every breath she exhaled was heavy, her ears were ringing, a stone was sinking down into her lower abdomen, and her limbs were weak and powerless, but she was still able to stand up.

Seeing the faceless nun waiting for her to fall without moving, Yu Luying decided that it would be better for her to fall herself.

She fell backward, trying to land on her bottom first.

--split line--

"The Mass is over!" Yu Bo sang loudly.

"Thank God!" everyone replied.

After the process of becoming a Holy Body ended, the shadow that had been constantly attacking the gate had disappeared without a trace, while Xiao Yao was still sitting half-sitting at the entrance of the Holy Body Chamber, leaning on his sword.

Specifically, the left hand is resting on the sword, stuck in the carpet; the right leg is placed flat with the foot extending outside the room door; and the left leg is arched high, like a small hill, forming a triangle with the ground.

Logically speaking, this posture is quite cool, but Xiao Yao is obviously about to fall asleep, and has even started to snore slightly—which is a bit outrageous.

Yu Boji took off half of his robe and gestured to Lu Jiya with his eyes. The latter then walked to Xiao Yao's side, squatted down, and gently patted him awake.

Because a gentle pat wouldn't wake him, he ended up patting him hard to wake him.

"Huh? Ah!" Xiao Yao looked as if he had just woken up from a dream: "What happened to me?"

“Great hero, I know you are very tired and sleepy right now,” Lucia said to him with a gentle expression, “but now is not the time for you to rest. Big Sheep, and my future daughter, only you can save them.”

That fierce old woman... she's not fierce to me anymore?

After Lucia finished speaking, the three remaining men surnamed Yu in the Communion looked at him and nodded.

Yu Texuan lost his Saint Cloth and a leg. Yu Baolu and Lucia have never been able to fight, and Yu Bo is also exhausted and temporarily unable to summon the Spirit Fortress.

"What's wrong with me?" Xiao Yao weakly leaned on his sword as he stood up. "I was fine just now, but suddenly I'm so sleepy... so sleepy, I feel completely exhausted—could you make me a cup of coffee?"

The four people in the Communion looked at each other in bewilderment. Lucia said, "Where would you find coffee here..."

"Instant ones are fine too..."

"Could it be from Da Yang's side...?" Yu Bo winked at Xiao Yao, but didn't say the rest of the sentence.

Just as Xiao Yao was about to answer, he suddenly rose into the air in a way that completely disregarded Newtonian classical physics, flew backward, drew a shallow curve, and crashed heavily into the corner of the altar.

"Ah—!" Xiao Yao cried out in anguish, then struggled to his feet: "Big Sheep!"

As he spoke, he picked up his sword and was about to rush out the door, but he stumbled twice as he walked.

"Xiao Yao!" Yu Baolu called out to him from behind: "Come on!"

Something flew over in an arc, and Xiao Yao managed to catch it. When he picked it up, he found it was a can of Red Bull.

"Finally found it," Yu Baolu said, putting down his briefcase with satisfaction.

--split line--

Yu Luying squinted as she observed the faceless nun bringing out the rope—it seemed she intended to capture her alive.

He used his iron will to keep himself from falling asleep.

The faceless nun walked up to Yu Luying and Shen Jie with a rope, looking at one and then at the other, as if she was debating who to tie up first.

Yu Luying had only recited half of the Hail Mary in her mind when the faceless nun made her decision to tie her up first.

"Three, two, one..." Yu Luying silently counted in her mind.

The water vapor in the surrounding air condensed into an ice axe in the cold air, which accurately pierced the faceless nun's back.

"Ah..." The faceless nun let out a terrifying scream, like a wail coming from the entrance to hell. Immediately afterwards, Yu Luying was thrown away by an invisible force, her back slamming heavily against the wall.

The faceless nun's "sleep" technique had never failed her so far, so how could Yu Luying have such a strong willpower to resist sleep? The nun wondered to herself.

Little did she know that, due to their symbiotic relationship, Xiao Yao had shared half of the emotional trauma?

The ice axe was pulled from the nun's back, began to spin, and returned to Yu Luying's hand.

The faceless nun's pitch-black face began to show features. Her eye sockets were black, like huge dark circles, or like some kind of smoky makeup.

However, this "smoky eye makeup" was still expanding, looking like two pools of black liquid—no, just two pools of black liquid—flowing downwards, making the expression quite terrifying.

"You witch..." Yu Luying gritted her teeth and raised the hand holding the ice axe, about to throw it again: "...Zhao Xiaomei?! Is that you?"

The girl was so shocked that she held the axe in her hand and couldn't throw it—whether out of surprise or out of mercy for an acquaintance, Zhao Xiaomei wouldn't waste a precious second or two of hesitation.

Her hands flew up and down, sending three dark shadows shooting towards Yu Luying. Then she shook her nun's robes and stopped moving.

Facing three menacing figures, Yu Luying could only barely dodge the first two due to the confined space. The third figure's angle was particularly tricky, as if it had already anticipated her evasive maneuver. Helpless, Yu Luying could only raise her ice axe to try and parry, but against this figure, the ice axe seemed to be non-existent, passing straight through and striking Yu Luying squarely in the chest.

“…?” Yu Luying was hit but didn’t feel anything, so she tried her best to throw the ice axe at Zhao Xiaomei again, but the axe hit her and went straight through her—a black cat leaped out from under the robe and ran away, leaving only the nun’s robe slowly falling to the ground.

At first, Yu Luying thought the shadowy figure was just bluffing, but she quickly knelt down, revealing the plain white cotton socks between the legs of her sweatpants and the tops of her sneakers.

Fire can scorch the body, frost can freeze the skin, but this Shadow Arrow leaves no mark on the flesh; instead, it attacks the mind directly.

Yu Luying was overwhelmed with grief. She seemed to see the day her father ran away with his valuables, the house in complete disarray, and then she saw the New Year's Eve dinner when she was a child, with her grandfather, her eldest uncle, her little sister, and the others showing her and her mother contempt and indifference.

The inner trauma began to spread from the inside out, making the girl feel as if countless poisonous insects were crawling and biting her skin. Although she knew it wouldn't be fatal, it gave her an impulse to give up on life.

Despite the pain, Yu Luying crawled to Shen Jie, who was still fast asleep, and slapped her hard across the face.

Shen Jie was still not awake.

Yu Luying frowned, pondered for a moment, then placed the handle of the ice axe in Shen Jie's hand, while she herself grabbed the axe. With the clash of hot and cold, thin icicles quickly formed on the blade of the ice axe.

The girl broke off an icicle, used her phone screen for light, located Shen Jie's acupoint, and forcefully inserted it.

"Ah!" Shen Jie woke up with a scream: "You little tsundere... little girl, are you taking revenge on purpose?"

"The witch ran away," Yu Luying said succinctly, clutching her chest. "Chase her!"

--split line--

After Xiao Yao rushed out, Yu Bo carefully wrapped the Holy Body in a nine-fold cloth and picked up the communicator.

“Ribbonfish, ribbonfish, I am Father Yu,” Yu Bo said.

“Father Yu, Father Yu, I am Ribbonfish,” Ribbonfish said.

Yu Bo: "...Is there any situation on your end?"

"All is well, my good priest."

“Listen carefully, the enemy has the ability to change shape and voice at will, so no matter who you see or hear on this channel, you must first confirm their identity.”

"Yes, my good priest."

"Speak to me nicely!"

"SIR, YES SIR!"

"Oh, right, also, that Xiao Yao from earlier was a fake. Don't listen to his instructions—don't attack Yu Luying indiscriminately."

“…” The ribbonfish remained silent on the other end of the communicator.

"Hello? Is the signal down? Hello?"

“Father Yu, I meant no offense,” said the ribbonfish. “If that’s the case, how can I know you’re telling the truth?”

"Here we go again, huh? Are you stupid?" Yu Bo said, "I'll fucking—"

He saw that Yu Texuan, Yu Baolu, and Lucia were all staring at him, and remembering that he was in front of the Holy Communion, he quickly stopped himself from speaking: "I mean, if I were a fake, why would I tell you that my companions might be fake?"

"That's what they say," said the ribbonfish, "and it's not wrong either..."

Yu Bo knew he wasn't convinced yet, so he had no choice but to say, "Do you really want me to tell you about the first time we met? Back then you were still a petty thug, in the arcade. What were you doing when I bumped into you?"

"Brother Bo!" Ribbonfish immediately changed his tone: "My girlfriend is right next to me!"

"It's good that you know," Yu Bo said.

“Bobo,” Yu Texuan frowned and said, “You’re a priest now, and you’re still going to arcades? What kind of good example are you setting for your fellow believers?”

Yu Bo: "?...The Catholic Code doesn't say anything about priests not being allowed to go to the parlor, does it?"

"Holy crap!" Ribbonfish yelled again into the communicator.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Yu Bo asked hurriedly.