Wife in the previous life came to the door

"This... you are so reasonable, I was speechless." Joan said in a sweat: "But I don't know how to close it."

"Actually, it is not difficult to close this door." Li Hui showed a gentle smile on his face: "Based on the rich experience that I used to wear and wear and exercise in various time and space, my meeting with you is Because you have a deep regret in your heart, yes, it’s the one who is unwilling even if you die, wants to defend yourself, wants to rectify your name, and wants to slap those who have harmed you. This feeling is that the kind of regret made you open the door and found me, and, until the regret is lifted, the door will not be closed!"

After saying this, Li Hui turned his head and faced the statue of Joan of Arc. He stroked his fingers from the row of French under the statue: "Your regret is written in these words... …"

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Interpret these words in Chapter Seven and Seven

11 o'clock in the morning, today's second update

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Li Hui's fingers stroked the words under the statue lightly, the movements were very gentle, with the writing style of Qingwen, as if the years stretched out a wrinkled hand, caressing the vicissitudes of history, but the father-in-law has never been young, the father-in-law is Xiaobai, I don't know how to write that kind of literary things. The sentence you just saw is an illusion.

Li Hui murmured: "These words narrate your story, tell your vicissitudes of life, and are full of your regrets. They are your testimony of your existence. As long as we understand them deeply, we know how to close this. It's time and space."

Joan of Arc was brought into rhythm by Li Hui's pretended tone and actions, and suddenly she turned around to look at the statue, looked carefully for a while, and suddenly realized: "This is my statue? These letterings below, are they? Tell me the story back then?"

Li Hui nodded earnestly: "Exactly! Come on, let's interpret it together."

"But I don't know how to read." Joan said embarrassingly: "I was born in a small village in France, and I never learned to read or read."

Li Hui turned to Xi Siyu, and said with a very graceful appearance: "Now I solemnly invite the scabbard girl..."

Joan quickly turned around and looked at Xi Siyu with a look of anticipation.

However, the beautiful Xi Siyu is now rolling her eyes. She does not have the beauty of one of the four classic Chinese beauties. She said in a dumbfounded tone: "I said Mr. Li, do you really want me to translate that text? I must remind you, pretend to be struck by lightning."

"Bullshit, how can I pretend to be forced?" Li Hui said with a calm and elegant face, "I have seen the past and the future, and mastered the truth of the world, come and come, translate, I will interpret it from it The regret of Joan of Arc."

"This is what you said, I don't care if I lose it." Xi Siyu read the French line seriously, "This statue was funded and built by the network lover "Orthopedic Patient" and gifted to the Church of St. Ellen" .

After the translation was completed, Xi Siyu spread her hands to Li Hui, her beautiful face was filled with sympathy for pretending to be a criminal and pretending to fail: "Come on, read it! Find out the regret of Joan of Arc from it."

Li Hui: "..."

Jeanne: "..."

Hualan next to him "poofed" a spit of old blood, then fell on her back and rolled all over the floor: "Hahahaha, it's dying, it's dying, it's dying, it's too much to catch my breath, help me Would you just laugh to death like this...Oh, my stomach hurts...Hahahaha..."

"I wipe it!" Li Hui jumped up: "What's the situation? Why is this written on the statue?"

"Isn't it common sense to write this on the statue?" Xi Siyu laughed and said, "Look at the statues in the temples in China, the big bells, and they all have the names of people of merit."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Li Hui screamed twice and fell to the ground, unable to get up.

"Look, I said I was going to be struck by lightning, why are you going your own way." Xi Siyu shook his head.

Li Hui buried his face on the ground, unable to lift up to meet people, and turned his backhand to beckon to the priest next to him: "Pierre Cochon, come here!"

The priest hurriedly came over: "What's your order, sir?"

"Go and bring in the information about Joan of Arc." Li Hui said in an angry manner, "Is it possible that there is no such thing in the Catholic Church?"

"Yes! Of course there is!" The priest hurried into the study in three steps and two steps, and after a while he brought a lot of books over: "These are all the books about Miss Joan in our church. Look, this one. It is "Jan of Arc" written by French feminist Christine de Bizan, "Chronicles" written by Bersval de Cagne, and "The Chronicles of Charles VII of France" by John Chatier, Great Britain "Henry VI" by the playwright Shakespeare, "Liberated France" by the French poet Sharpron..."

A thick pile of books was piled up in front of him, but Li Hui still buried his face on the ground and did not move. He could not understand French or English anyway.

Xi Siyu picked up these books and quickly searched them.Although she flips quickly, there are too many books. Where will she finish flipping?And French is not her mother tongue, French history is not her major, there are a lot of things that can’t be understood, which makes it slower to read.

Time passed bit by bit, everyone was waiting for the answer from Sisiyu’s research, but unexpectedly, the black-hearted priest Pierre Cochon said: “Actually, I have read the broken books countless times. Now, this is a compulsory course for every priest. As the saint of Catholicism, Joan of Arc must be studied by every priest. Let me tell you what is written in these books."

Pierre Cochon said seriously: "In fact, after Joan of Arc was burned to death, she was not immediately rehabilitated. For the next few hundred years, everything she did was ignored, despised, even distorted...no one Face up to her dedication to the country and the nation... For example, in this book "The Chronicles" of Cagne, only a few words mention Joan, and in that brief outline, Joan is portrayed as a supernatural ability People whose behaviors carry the color of the Acts of the saints, so that their people and things have no real credibility."

Everyone said "Yeah".

Pierre Cochon continued: "In his historical drama "Henry VI", the British dramatist Shakespeare described Joan of Arc as a witch with the ability to exorcise evil spirits. A man has a shameless slut who is pregnant. Shakespeare followed the view of Joan of Arc as a religious heresy, which has nothing to do with his British identity. After all, it was the British who colluded with the church and sent Joan to the torture. of."

Xi Siyu Khan said: "So excessive?"

Pierre Cochon smiled bitterly: "It is enough for the British to be too much, and even the French themselves are too much. We, the famous French writer Voltaire, once wrote a lyric poem "Girl". In his poems, this master of Enlightenment uses the humorous and humorous style as always to add all kinds of romances to Joan (for example, the ambiguity between a marshal and Joan mentioned by everyone), and portrays Joan as the ambiguous girlfriend of a marshal. It’s hard to imagine that this is the saint who was chosen by Saint-Denis to be given the virtue of chastity, who made the enemy fearful. Therefore, for a long time, this poem by Voltaire left people with frivolous impressions of Joan. , Even when many nobles mentioned the word "girl", Joan's nickname, they immediately thought of the obscene meaning of the word."

He sighed: "This situation has not changed until Napoleon is in power!"

Joan herself couldn't help widening her beautiful eyes: "What? I will be discredited like this in the next few hundred years? Why? Why do they treat me like this? What have I done to sorry God and sorry France? Is it? Why not only the British, but even the French baggage also discredit me like this?"

Li Hui brushed the ground and got up from the ground: "That's the problem!"

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Chapter 708 is the gate of heaven or hell?

13 o'clock noon, third more

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Li Hui did not believe that he would cross for no reason, nor that he would stretch out his hand for no reason and drag a girl from the Middle Ages.

It’s like every time Yaowu launches a dream puzzle and sends him back to solve a regretful past. He has always believed that there is a reason why he has pulled Joan from the Middle Ages to the modern age, and this reason, Mostly it is the same as before, to solve a period of regret and to eliminate a period of sorrow and pain.

Until now, Li Hui finally understood!He stretched out his hand and patted Joan on the shoulder hard: "Understand? What does this door of time and space mean?"

Joan nodded: "I finally understand it vaguely! A few days ago, I was on the opposite side of this time-space gate. At that time, I was sentenced to a witch by the British and tied to a fire. I felt very angry. , Unwilling, why should I be burned to death as a witch? I am obviously not a witch! Why do they say that to me? I held the cross and kept praying to God, hoping that he could guide me in the direction. Hope it can justify my name! I am not afraid of death, but I am afraid that I will not be recognized after I die. I have been cursed as a witch all the time. It is this unwillingness that caused me to perform a miracle and open the door to heaven. ...If my anger has not been calmed down, this door should never be closed."

She looked at the golden portal in front of her: "However, the following discredited me for hundreds of years, how can this regret be calmed? Will this door be opened for hundreds of years?"

Hualan, Xi Siyu, and the priest were all taken aback. If the time-space gate was opened for hundreds of years, would it be possible?It's strange that the world is not chaotic.Looking at those double-travel urban novels, after a dick otaku got the golden finger of the time-space gate, how much did he do?If this broken door is kept open and the French government intervenes, it will be messed up that day, history is a mess, and everyone eats jujube pills.

"Don't worry, let this uncle take care of this kind of thing." Li Hui suddenly laughed: "Why panic? Don't look so ugly! This uncle is professionally responsible for solving the regrets of historical figures. The charge is cheap and the service attitude is good. , If you are dissatisfied, you cannot return the goods, as long as 998, Li Hui takes home, and there is a big gift bag! Every customer comes with an invoice gift bag, one person, one ticket, and nothing is lost."

Everyone: "..."

Li Hui waved his hand and said to Xi Siyu: "You call Mr. Botticul, and say that I suddenly want Cosplay archangel St. Michael, and ask him to get a set of those archangels in WOW. In addition, let’s get two high-quality feathered wings and a luminous circle that shines... it should look awesome and cool."

When Xi Siyu heard this, he sweated profusely: "Ah? What are you going to do?"

"Well!" Li Hui said with a smile: "No, I can't play alone, you guys have to come too. Xisiyu, you are in charge of Cosplay Santa Margarita, Hua Lan, you are in charge of Cosplay Santa Catalina... …"

The two girls sweated profusely together: "Hey, what are you going to play with?"

"What do you need to say?" Li Hui laughed loudly: "Of course I went to the Middle Ages to pretend to be a force! Pierre Cochon, you also go with us. Our pretending archangels must be arrogant. Talk whatever you want, just put on a pose, and you will be responsible for spreading your tongue."