Chapter 154 153. Forget Me Not (Part )
The Temple Alliance is composed of six major temples.

It is the core fighting force of the human race against the demons.

Due to the differences in the six professions, the architectural styles of the six major temples are also very different. Among them, the architectural style of the Knight's Temple tends to be European. It has the largest number of people and is the most mainstream extraordinary path. The architectural style of the Magic Temple also tends to be European, but unlike the Knight's Temple which is similar to the Vatican, the European style of the Magic Temple is a retro version, with high towers, scientifically called the Mage Tower. Summoners belong to the Soul Temple, Warriors naturally belong to the Warrior Temple, Priests belong to the Priest Temple, and the Assassin's Temple where the assassin is located is a quiet castle full of darkness and the unknown.

However, assassins are a group of killers living in the dark.

This kind of environment does not make them feel uneasy.

The only difference between an assassin and a killer is faith.

Those who kill for their beliefs are called assassins.

Those who assassinate for money are called killers.

Therefore, the Assassin's Temple is not a disorderly killer organization. On the contrary, the rules of the Assassin's Temple are unimaginably strict, and the criticized hierarchical system is prevalent here.

Sheng Caier took the lead and walked in front.

All investigations will naturally fail on their own.

However, due to the fact that Sheng Cai'er's appearance was too outstanding and she served as the "Saint of Reincarnation" in the Assassin's Temple, Ye Qingcang, who was standing next to Sheng Cai'er, inevitably received some attention.

Along with it, there were also whispers.

"Damn, am I seeing things right? The young lady was holding that boy's arm?"

"Who is that boy? Do you know him?"

"By the way, do you know what the relationship between the young lady and that boy is?"

"I don't know, but judging from the young lady's expression... is she smiling?"

"What are you kidding me... Oh my god, the young lady actually laughed?"

"Hey, do you think the Palace Master knows about this?"

"You should know..."

"The problem is, I've never heard of it before... Do you all know about it?"

"Who knows..."

"I don't know anyway."

There are more and more witnesses.

More and more people were whispering.

Even though Sheng Cai'er and Ye Qingcang ignored these unimportant little characters, the news of this incident gradually spread, spreading through the Assassin's Temple at an extremely fast speed and continued to spread outward.

Sheng Cai'er brought Ye Qingcang to the cafeteria of the Assassin's Temple. She sat down calmly, ignoring the astonished assassins around her. She tilted her head and looked so intimate that no one needed to describe it. Anyone with eyes could tell: "This is the cafeteria... To be honest, I seldom come here. In the past, other people would bring the food to my room, so I don't know what dishes are delicious here."

"No problem..." Ye Qingcang said with a smile, "There's a saying that beauty is a feast to the eyes."

Sheng Caier blushed.

Under the slightly dim light.

It looks particularly tempting.

Pour some hot water and scald the dishes.

His gentle look stunned all the assassins who were still eating in the cafeteria.

This is especially true for the quartet of funny people peeking out of the window.

I watched Sheng Caier and Ye Qingcang chatting and laughing while they had their meal.

His expression was exactly the same as the other assassins in the cafeteria.

A long time passed.

Then he retreated back into the grass.

“Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!” Only then did the young man in the blue assassin uniform dare to go crazy: “When has the young lady ever been so proactive… Does the young lady have two personalities?”

"You ask me, how should I know?" The young man in the dark green assassin uniform responded. He leaned over to take a look and couldn't help but widen his eyes: "Damn, the young lady actually fed this kid with chopsticks!"

"You exude the rancid smell of love..." The young man in the dark red assassin's uniform accurately guessed the point and received contemptuous looks from the other three: "Okay, okay, it's not rancid, okay... It smells good, the young lady smells good from beginning to end." "I just feel choked now..."

The brown-haired assassin quietly raised his hand and whispered.

"Seconded."

The other three added in unison.

Then, they looked at each other and sighed.

Just eat dog food.

Not even saliva.

Just choke them to death.

However, Ye Qingcang and Sheng Caier are not the kind of people who like to understand others.

They fed each other a lot of dog food.

Join hands and embark on the journey of walking on the street after dinner.

In fact, at the level of Ye Qingcang and Sheng Caier, eating or not is no longer important. They do not need to rely on a meal to survive. What is more important is the fun and enjoying the atmosphere that makes each other feel comfortable. As for how many people choke to death and how many people's fragile mentality is traumatized, it is not very important in their eyes.

Even if it causes trouble, so what?

Sheng Caier touched the ring on Ye Qingcang's thumb.

My thoughts seemed to go back to when I was three years old.

"What are you thinking about?" Ye Qingcang stopped beside a fountain. The environment of the Assassin's Temple was rather solemn, and even the fountain had no extra embellishment. However, the aesthetics of the Assassin's Temple was still up to standard. Including the castle, all styles were minimalist. People who were not afraid of loneliness would like this place very much. Just like him, who was sitting opposite the fountain, closing his eyes and listening to the sound of the fountain: "I can feel that you seem a little sad. Would you like to talk about it?"

"I just remembered some things from the past." Sheng Cai'er closed her eyes and leaned on Ye Qingcang's shoulder. Like Ye Qingcang, she closed her eyes and listened to the sound of the fountain. It was as if she was telling a story. Her soft tone was full of calmness: "Remember when I was three years old, I became the so-called reincarnation saint. All my senses were sealed and I fell into darkness. At the beginning, when I heard your voice, I threatened you. You seemed to be only three years old at that time, right?"

"Almost four years old." Ye Qingcang was also reminded of his past memories by Sheng Cai'er, and he laughed dumbly: "I still remember how fierce you were back then..."

He and Saint-Cher knew each other even earlier than Violet.

That was an experiment he did when he had just figured out the background board. He wanted to see if he could communicate with other worlds. However, because the technology was immature at the time, he fiddled with it for a long time and was only able to contact Sheng Caier, who was also three years old at the time. Also due to the limitations of technology, he could only greet Sheng Caier through voice, which was roughly equivalent to making a phone call. During this time, many interesting things happened.

Then, Sheng Caier was in a coma for two years.

It was not until two years later that communication was gradually restored.

He had also lost his hearing and sense of taste before.

Two years for hearing and two years for taste.

All of them act on the body and soul at the same time.

That is to say, apart from the first two years of coma, when Sheng Caier was almost six years old, there were two years after that when Sheng Caier could not hear him speak. After that, there were another two years when Sheng Caier could hear him speak but she could not speak herself. The two of them only had about five years of normal communication.

It is precisely because of this loss.

The jade seal machine was officially developed.

Jiang Nannan and Orange are typical representatives.

"Yes, I was not only fierce at that time, but also very clingy after getting to know you..." Sheng Cai'er closed her eyes and rubbed Ye Qingcang's cheek: "Every ten minutes or so, I would ask if you were there. I annoyed you so much that you found a storybook and read to me until I fell asleep. It was not until two years later that I woke up and counted carefully that I realized that you read to me for more than seventy hours. At that time, it really felt like I had spent a lifetime."

"In darkness, people's perception and emotions will be infinitely magnified. Not to mention blocking perception for seven days, even being put in solitary confinement for seven days can force most well-trained soldiers to have a mental breakdown..." Ye Qingcang laughed at himself, because he had also tried to put himself in solitary confinement, trying to use this method to grind away the restlessness in his heart, but the first time he was put in solitary confinement, he only locked himself up for three days before breaking out and sitting outside for several hours before he calmed down. Since then, he roughly understood Sheng Caier's pain: "Let's not talk about these unhappy things..."

"Yeah." Sheng Cai'er's breathing gradually calmed down, and she rubbed Ye Qingcang's cheek habitually: "Just stay with me quietly for a while..."

"Okay." Ye Qingcang put down his arms, put his arm around Sheng Caier's shoulders, and hugged the insecure girl into his arms.

It seemed that he had noticed something.

He raised his eyes slightly and looked into the distance.

Nothing was said.

But there was a hint of displeasure in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)