184. Chapter 183 Chapter 216 In the corner she can’t see

Author: Eat a piece of watermelon

Chapter 183 -216 In the corner she can’t see

"Dong'er, after reading this, do you have anything to say?"

"continue."

God Rakshasa looked at the Pope and said with a faint smile: "You thought you had been abandoned by the world, but you didn't expect that you could still be someone else's world. What a wonderful feeling it is."

The Pope showed no expression and just murmured: "Did she and I really meet before..."

"Dong'er, in fact, whether you have met or not, whether you are her hope or not, what happened in the past is not important at all." God Rakshasa pointed at Gu Beizhi in the picture and said with a smile:

"If Dong'er is sexually interested in her, then he can keep her by his side. She is also in Wuhun Hall now, isn't she?"

The Pope pondered: "Go on, I want to know what is going on."

"Yes, but..." God Rakshasa paused, then looked at the Pope with a smile: "But in the end, I hope Dong'er won't blame me."

"What does this have to do with you?" The pope was puzzled.

"If I hadn't seen her heart, I wouldn't have known that there was anything about me in it."

…

In the screen:

The little girl is no longer a little girl. This year, she is fourteen years old, and the shadow of Gu Beizhi can already be seen on her face.

There are still similarities between their eyebrows and eyes.

In the past few years, the little girl has performed on the street, washed dishes, and picked up garbage. Although it was a bit difficult, she survived in the end.

On this day, Pope Bibi Dong personally took Hu Liena to direct people to provide disaster relief as usual.

In order to appear more friendly to the people, the Pope and his disciples even went to a nearby city to give porridge in person.

The little girl from the beginning also came with him. Every time the Pope did something good, the little girl would always hide in a corner where the Pope could not see and watch her secretly.

Over time, this seems to have become a habit.

But the Pope never knew it.

"Take it, this is yours."

"Line up and come one by one."

The Pope's masters and apprentices were very busy, with smiles on their faces.

"His Majesty the Pope, you are a very good man."

"As the Pope, this is what I should do."

The pope was very modest about these words of praise, although she had ulterior motives.

"I have pity on my two sons. They are soul masters after all and went to the Tiandou Empire to join the army, but they don't know that their fathers are starving to death at home, and the empire doesn't give any subsidies..."

"Yes, yes, Your Majesty the Pope, if our children join the Wuhun Palace, will we be able to eat?"

The pope replied directly: "Of course, all soul masters who join my Wuhun Palace will have their families' lives guaranteed."

"This is so kind. When I get back, I will ask my son to quit the Tiandou Empire and join the Spirit Hall..."

"Yes, yes, I also want my daughter to join the Wuhun Palace..."

"But the Tiandou Empire is very domineering. Can they allow our children to withdraw?"

Hearing this voice, the Pope winked at the young apprentice beside him, who immediately understood.

Hu Liena put down the spoon in her hand and said with a smile: "Don't worry, everyone, as long as they really make up their minds, then I, the Spirit Hall, will intervene on the empire's side."

"That would be the best..."

"Yes, yes, it's better to join the Spirit Hall. The empire doesn't regard us as human beings at all."

There are countless words like this, and the Pope is very satisfied with them, and it is not in vain that she has been winning people's hearts over the past few years.

"Excuse me, can I have a bowl of porridge?"

Suddenly, a sudden female voice sounded.

In front of Hu Liena stood a gray-faced girl, her clothes were in tatters, like a beggar.

Hu Liena was startled for a moment, then immediately reacted and smiled: "Of course."

As he said that, he picked up the spoon and prepared to put the porridge.

However, the poor girl in front of her stopped her.

"etc."

"What's wrong?"

"I, I..." The down-and-out girl focused her eyes on the face of the Pope, but soon she lowered her head again and said in a small voice:

"His Majesty the Pope, can you...can you give me a bowl of porridge?"

After the words fell, both Hu Liena and the Pope were stunned.

She still doesn't like the porridge of the Pope's disciples, so she has to ask the Pope to give it to her personally?

If it were anyone else, they might have kicked people out long ago, because most of these people are here to cause trouble.

But the Pope was in a good mood today and didn't care much about anything.

"Can."

The pope picked up the spoon, filled a bowl of porridge and handed it to the other party.

The poor girl took it, and her voice was very happy: "Thank you, Your Majesty the Pope...Thank you, Your Majesty the Pope!"

After thanking her, the down-and-out girl turned around and left at a speed that was almost running.

Looking at the back of the poor girl, the Pope's eyes flashed: "She is a strange person."

"Teacher, do you want me to go check it out?"

"Need not."

On the other side, the down-and-out girl once again returned to the small corner where she was just now.

She picked up the bowl of porridge and wolfed it down, crying while eating. No one knew why she was crying.

God knows how much courage she mustered up.

She actually talked to the Pope, and the Pope personally served her a bowl of porridge...

No one knows how excited she is. This is the first time she has not been disliked by others, and it is also the first time she has gained dignity.

This was given to her by the Pope.

…

"I, I gave her a bowl of porridge with my own hands? But why, I have no memory at all."

The Pope shook his head and recalled carefully.

But no matter how hard she dug, she couldn't find this relevant memory.

At this time, the Rakshasa God came to help. She said in a tone of experience: "Dong'er, you are the Pope, she was just a beggar at that time. For example, do you think I will remember a mediocre girl?"

An ordinary ant?"

"That makes sense... It turns out that she and I have actually met before, and it was me who gave her the first warmth in her life." The Pope nodded thoughtfully.

"This makes noble people forget things. At that time, the number of people you met in a day was at least four figures. How could you remember such an inconspicuous person? Of course, I don't remember this person either."

"Well, you're right, keep reading."

God Rakshasa pursed his red lips: "Dong'er, do you really want to watch it?"

"Didn't I say that there is still something to do with you? Continue." The Pope confirmed.

"Yes, yes, but before we watch, why don't we have a chat first?"

"What to talk about?"

God Rakshasa smiled, "Of course I want to talk about you, Dong'er. Have you never thought that you can also be the hope of others?"

Hearing this, the Pope snorted coldly: "What exactly do you want to say?"

"I want to say, Dong'er, no matter whether you are her hope or not, no matter how noble and kind you are in the eyes of the common people, but now, you can no longer look back." Rakshasa God smiled.

"You don't need to remind me of this!"

"So look at it, you still have to complete the task of the divine examination given to you by this god."

The Pope's face was cold, and there was a chill in his brows: "I know what I really want, and I am even less likely to change anything because of her. Are you satisfied with this answer?"

"Satisfied, of course satisfied."

"Then continue."
To be continued...