Chapter 276 The Origin of St. Gennaro
The journey to the Invisible Arts was easier than Winfreth expected.
The grandfather, who was old but still strong, easily let go of him who was young and ignorant when faced with him who was crying and showing no remorse.
And most importantly, compared to Anna's grandmother, Anna's great-grandfather obviously loved his poor little great-granddaughter more. He gently stroked Anna's fading head, and the old face full of vicissitudes of time was deeply touched. Wrinkling deeply, he said bluntly: "There is indeed a vicious curse in little Anna's body. The frozen aura is so cold that my heart's resonance is almost condensed with frost... This is no longer a simple invisible thing. Technique, the cold power of winter contained in it is far more profound than the influence of secret transmission. "
"This may be a curse cast by a certain knower or an immortal. It is definitely not something that a weak me can resist and quell. Even if I devote all my family's wealth to praying to the God of Envelope, I am afraid it will not be able to alleviate the curse. Anna’s illness.”
"All this can only be left to you, little Winfreth. You once volunteered to explore the unknown and science, but under the surface of this world, there is still a thick dark shadow that science cannot explain and resist... Are you sure? Do you want to embark on this path?"
At that time, both grandfather's eyebrows were stained with a hint of frost because of the curse that peeked into little Anna's body. His originally straight waist suddenly became rickety, and even his powerful voice seemed hoarse and weak, as if he was under the influence of someone. Many years have aged in an instant. He sighed.
"Actually, what my grandfather said back then were just angry words. When I heard that you volunteered to pursue science, I was only happy. You should abandon the inheritance of family sins and give up exploring the secrets of the hidden gods."
"Invisible art is not a beautiful thing. Studying forbidden knowledge will only bring misfortune and disaster to people..."
"Reason and madness, longing and desire, are struggles that Tantrics can never get rid of. Even if my grandfather gave up early and chose to spend the rest of his life with your grandmother, every full moon night, I will inevitably feel hungry and thirsty in my heart. I look at the ripples of the snow-white neck of the person I share the bed with and smell the flowing fragrance. I often recall its endless sweetness and enchanting mellowness. "
"It was the love between me and Jennifer that helped me suppress those idiosyncratic and hungry desires and allowed me to get rid of the temptation of the great mother. Because of this, the cup abandoned me and took away my taste buds and lust when he left... …I can no longer experience the beauty of satisfying my desires, only the pain of hunger and thirst remains. This is the punishment given by the Great Mother.”
"I am willing to bear all this, as long as I can spend the rest of my life with my Jennifer." The grandfather stared at the mural on the wall. The huge painting depicts a gentle and charming lady. Winfres knew That's what my grandmother looked like when she was young.
"Only love can curb madness..." Winfrey murmured, turning to look at her daughter outside the hall. Little Anna was sitting in a wheelchair at the moment, reaching out to touch the noon sun. The scorching sun was gradually turning pale. The girl's body also seems to be dyed with a touch of golden color.
"I understand Grandpa, in order to save Anna, I am willing to dedicate everything I have, as long as Anna can regain her health and play freely like a normal peer."
Grandfather just shook his head slightly, then turned around and led him into the secret room underground of the old house. After passing through the door with seven large locks, a tattered and yellowed book was placed in Winfrey's hand.
The grandfather silently took off the musket hanging on the wall, loaded the ammunition and held it in his hand. It seemed that he would directly raise the gun and shoot him in the next second, killing him on the spot.
"The secret transmission of the heart should be the safest and harmless forbidden knowledge. However, even so, there are mortals who cannot bear the impact of this kind of knowledge. Their minds are twisted, their flesh is distorted, and they fall into endless desires... Although little Winfreth, as a Doctors should be very consistent with the principles of the heart, but I still need insurance.”
"After all, I no longer have the power to stop a hungry aberrant from rushing out and slaughtering the entire family."
As the grandfather said this, he raised the muzzle of his gun and pointed it at his grandson who was about to turn the page of the book. Winfreth, who was facing the muzzle of the gun, couldn't help but reveal a wry smile, but he soon focused all his attention on the broken book in his hand.
After reading it for the first time, Winfreth felt that it was just some idiotic fictional story, telling another unknown period of history in the fourth century AD.
[At that time, Gennaro, the patron saint of Naples, had not yet been beheaded. He was still walking around the world. On a rainy night, he and his knights stayed in a manor in the wilderness. 】
[On that night, Janario sat and talked with the owner of the manor. Accompanied by the flashing light and thunder outside the window, and the singing and dancing of the manor's maid, they discussed whether there was any difference between a certain pagan God and the Catholic God. Occasionally similar, could the Lord of pagan religions be another face of the God of our religion? 】
[The knight of Gennaro was just sitting quietly, but when he heard that the master of the manor dared to slander our great lord as the devil of a heresy, he became furious and drew his sword and chopped off the head of the manor owner. He was so angry that he refused. Stop and vow to cut out this person's heart to see what kind of black-hearted person he is to say such slanderous and vicious words. 】
[The enraged knight was incredibly strong and held a sharp sword, so the servants of the manor were unable to hold him back and could only watch helplessly as he carried out such atrocities. 】
[Even if Janario shouted to stop, he could not wake up the knight who was so angry that his mind was overwhelmed. 】
[However, the singing and dancing servants continued to play the passionate dance music without changing their expressions. They seemed to have devoted their whole body and soul to the dance and music. The drum beats, which were denser than the heavy rain, flashed past the window. With a flash of incandescent lightning, the enraged and out-of-control knight took out the heart of the manor owner... This heart was not viciously black, but an unusually bright red. 】
[The extremely disappointed knight threw his heart into the messy dinner plate. So far, he has not realized the mistake of his anger. 】
[However, a deafening thunder burst suddenly exploded in the sky, as if God was angry at the knight's crime, and the heart that fell into the plate stood upright strangely after spinning around, and the heart stood on the silver On the dinner plate, the heart muscle without blood vessel connections pulsed again, bursting out words as majestic as thunder. 】
[The knight covered his ears and screamed wildly on the spot. Blood flowed from between his fingers. However, the rest of the people present did not notice anything unusual. They just looked at the knight rolling on the ground crying and wailing with a look that deserved it. 】
[Only Janario knelt down and begged for mercy for his knight. He said that if you still wanted to punish him, you could also punish him as well. After all, it was his fault for failing to dissuade the knight. 】
[The manor owner who was lying in a pool of blood stood up, put his head back on top of his head, filled his heart back into his chest, and praised Janario's humility and compassion, then the dead but not dead manor owner said:]
["January, I will protect you from danger and bless you forever. Even if your head and body are separated, you will continue to dance.\