"You think it's weird, right?" Pucci said.

"Why I didn't care about your performance at all, and I was eating cherries."

The young man nodded, and then Puqi sat on the steps in front of him. Because it was a confession, the young man knelt on the mat, and Puqi put out his hand on the young man's head.

"When we go to hell, God is eating cherries."

"?"

"I don't understand, right?" Puqi was born a little black, with white hair connected to his beard, and he was well groomed.

"This..." The confessor felt strange, but still listened to Puqi seriously.

"Because, what we can do, Heavenly Father already knows." Puqi said: "You fell in love with your sister-in-law, under the guidance of Heavenly Father, you will feel guilty because you did not endure this situation. Prepared in my heart."

"We live in this world, you must not resist destiny." Puqi said: "but to be fully enlightened and wait for destiny to come."

"Because defying fate is the wrong choice. Only by accepting fate and being enlightened can we be happy."

"So in this world—"

"Enlightened people are always happy."

The confessor grew his mouth slightly, and looked at Puqi in disbelief, not quite clear.

"What do you think I would say? Son, Heavenly Father has already spared you from your sin, is that such a thing?"

The confessor nodded.

"No, I want to say, continue to love your sister-in-law, because this is destiny, do you understand?"

The confessor felt a little strange, so Father Pucci sighed again and said: "It's useless to tell you this. You won't understand it, because you haven't seen your destiny thoroughly."

"Because only those who accept their destiny can get happiness." Puqi knocked on that person's head and said: "Well, you go, whether you go to **** or go to heaven, the father has arranged for you, how much Confession is useless."

"It's also your destiny to go to **** because you fell in love with your sister-in-law."

After Puqi finished speaking, the confessor was just a peasant who hadn't read the book and didn't understand, and then left the church.

Pucci opened his watch and found that it was eight o'clock in the evening. He had been a priest in Manchester for more than two years, and he had almost enough time.

The sinner here has been redeemed by him, and he has to look elsewhere.

He began to tidy up, and then suddenly saw the darkness in front of him, and at the same time fell into the endless darkness——

It's like being soaked in water, but still able to breathe——

here it is……

The priest suddenly felt that he could leave this place, but at this moment a magnificent palace appeared in front of him——

"Is this... a stand-in attack?!" The priest whispered, but the mist in front of him was lifted up. This palace looks quite familiar, that is, it is very similar to the palace of Raphael's "Academy of Athens"... …

Puqi felt uncomfortable, and began to mention it in his heart, and the solemn and mysterious atmosphere enveloped him...

It was a bit sudden, and then he immediately summoned his stand-in.

Whitesnake

White Snake is different from other substitutes. It has its own consciousness and does not share the thoughts of Puqi. Although he is a personal figure, he is not good at melee combat. The most powerful place is to extract the memory of others and the disc of the substitute. .

After discovering that the white snake was still there, Pucci also discovered that he could leave here at will.

Yes, this is not mandatory.

An idea flashed in my mind, and that was... Could it be that... is a friend?

Is it DIO?

Although Pucci is only an ordinary priest, he is very smart. He has never known how to collect information about DIO. Although he stayed in each place for several years, he was not inferior in intelligence. anyone.

He had heard about DIO's possible recovery, but he was still surprised.

The stand-in can be activated, and it doesn't feel any threat at all.

It will definitely not work to leave now, at least to figure out who is doing the trick.

Puqi cautiously walked into this palace, which really reproduced the architectural style of "Academy of Athens". But it was filled with white mist, and Puqi suddenly found that he had walked to a square table...

"squeak……"

The wooden chair was pulled away, and Puqi discovered that there were already several people sitting around the square table.

There are about five.

Entangled in the mist, they can barely see the human form.

The top seems to be the owner. He is sitting on the highest point. At the highest point of the chair, a star shining red can be seen...

Puqi squinted slightly, trying to see the other party more clearly——

suddenly!

A hurricane-like thing rushed in front of him, making him terrified.

This... this kind of feeling is something that he didn't even feel in his most beloved friend DIO.

The amount of breath coming from that kind of whistling made people feel a little breathless.

Could it be that……

Puqi sat on the chair, and they probably couldn't see himself either.

"Okay." The voice came from the top, as if it were just an ordinary teenager, but there was a yearning feeling, "The last guest I was waiting for has finally arrived."

Puqi frowned slightly, could it be that he was talking about me?

Above the gray fog, everyone can't see each other, so it's better not to act rashly.

There are about five people here.

"Now that everyone is here, please tell me, why are you here?" A somewhat old male voice came from the table opposite Pucci.

There is a redstone at the top of the seat of the person at the top, and that redstone appears unusually bright in the mist, as if it gave this person a halo.

I only heard the person take a deep breath and said: "I didn't gather you here, it was destiny that summoned you..."

"Because you are all related to DIO..."

After saying the name, the people on both sides of the seat couldn't help but concentrate, and could even hear the inaudible breathing accentuated.

Obviously everyone here knows about DIO and has an inexplicable connection with DIO.

The atmosphere around the table suddenly became serious.

...DIO...Enrique Pucci's heart trembled. Is this really a gathering of my best friends?

Dear friend! Are you really resurrected?

Because DIO’s name was spoken, everyone stopped talking. After a while, a male voice tremblingly came. There was fog everywhere, and Pucci couldn’t tell where the person was speaking. :

"That...sir...Excuse me...who is DIO?"

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