Before 7 o'clock, Lu Zhen told Benjamin what to pay attention to, so as not to cheat. Benjamin was obedient and vowed to do it well. Lu Zhen was basically not worried. Lu Zhen went to the church. The style of the church here is different from that of Europe and the United States. With a very local flavor, Lu Zhen is in a trance thinking about many things in the past, how he was abandoned, how he was taken away, and how he spent a period of life as if he were dying. When he arrived at this place, he would rush to the church, which was harmful to him Afraid.

It turned out that he had not forgotten that time.

It's just because of some special reasons that they were deliberately buried.

Is he afraid of his adoptive father? Not necessarily. Today, he doesn't need to be afraid of anyone. What's more, the man died a long time ago and came back after he had the ability to deal with him personally.

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Since then, he has never thought about who he is afraid of.

The existence that he had been most afraid of had been destroyed by him.

In the church, there are two or three people, not many, who are praying and doing their own things. Lu Zhen thinks that only he has nothing to do. Most of the people who come here have their faith.

He alone, without faith, was near their gods.

Lu Zhen slowly closed his eyes and enjoyed the rare silence. When he fully opened his eyes, it was two hours later. He did not know what these two hours meant to him.

His brain is blank, which is a rare situation in his more than ten years.

Sometimes, the things in his mind are too miscellaneous, too much, so calm, or very rare.

Lu Zhen got up and went out of the church. Suddenly, a ballad that he was very familiar with was heard outside. In fact, the ballads he had studied before had some charm of organ, which sounded very sad and lonely.

The real ballad has no charm of organ.

It's also very beautiful. Lu Zhen is slightly shocked. Although there are some differences, he still feels familiar and warm.

He really missed this ballad. The melody was engraved in his bones. He wandered around at night. He clearly wanted to forget everything, but he remembered it.

Although there are subtle differences between him and that person, he still likes it.

Lu Zhen came out of the church and saw a pair of children humming folk songs. The whistled music was very light and flying. It was very different from what he had learned. In fact, the same tune could be sung by different people.

He thought it was good.

Also a little older children, teaching younger children to learn music, very patient, with a smile, light doting.

Lu Zhen was even fascinated.

Suddenly, there was gunfire in the distance, and people outside the church were in a mess. The older children ran away with the younger ones and left quickly. Then there were several gunshots. Many of them could be heard.

It is said to be very fierce, people have learned to avoid and hide for a long time.

Lu Zhen sighed.

Sure enough, good things will be destroyed in this country.

He was already disappointed.

I'm used to it.

After the gunshot, it was very calm. A girl carefully stretched out her head from behind the pillar. In the eyes of black grape, there was a moist light. Lu Zhen felt a little distressed. However, the little girl left quietly after a while.