"Your situation is a standard Oedipus plot."

In the quiet church, the priest analyzed seriously.

"What, how is that possible? He is not a few years older than me!" Ji Youzhu's face turned red.

Because she didn't know what to do, she chatted with the priest for a while, and then mentioned her current embarrassing situation. Unexpectedly, she came to such an incredible conclusion.

"It has nothing to do with age, it's a matter of personality."

After being a friend of women for seven or eight years, the priest believed in his vision very much.

"Cheng Hai may not be very old, but after experiencing many life and death, his style is very mature and will give people a sense of reliability. And when you refute me, you don't dare to look at my eyes, which means you are not confident at all. This is related to the growth environment of childhood. If I guess correctly, your father should be an irresponsible man, right?"

“…”

Ji Youzhu pinched the corner of her clothes, and was at a loss.

"It seems that I'm right."

The priest bent down and had a long conversation with her: "But you don't have to worry, this is a very normal psychological phenomenon, and you are just a little later than others."

"Then, can this be cured?"

"It's not worth mentioning treatment. What you lack now is success."

"success?"

"Yes, the best way to regain confidence is to gain a sense of identity in success. Set a few small goals for yourself and complete it step by step. Over time, you will no longer need to rely on others, and this mentality will gradually fade away."

"Set a few small goals..." Ji Youzhu fell into deep thought.

She has the goal, that is, to defeat Xiao Yan, the eldest son of the Xiao family.

She fought with this goal for ten years, but she saw him who had indeed reached the peak. But she was like an ugly duckling who could not fly, and could not compete with a real swan at all.

A more terrible thing than death is waiting for death.

Under such pressure that she could not see hope even if she struggled day and night, she naturally had no intention of pursuing something else.

So, in the past decade, she has actually not had a single thing she has really accomplished.

"But what am I going to do?"

Ji Youzhu raised her head unconsciously and looked at the chandelier above her head, which was crystal clear, like an angel.

“By the way…”

She suddenly remembered that Cheng Hai asked her to know a demon in the afternoon. But because the demon had lost the ability to resist in advance, she did not feel particularly excited.

"How about... kill one next time?"

Ji Youzhu had a bold idea.

The priest said it very accurately, so she believed what he said, and believed that in this way, she would definitely get rid of her father's influence on her!

Just as she was wandering around, Cheng Hai and Dishan returned to the church.

"Youzhu, I bought you some food." Cheng Hai Yuanyuan shouted.

Ji Youzhu raised her head in a daze and said in confusion: "Dad?"

Cheng Hai: "?"

"Pooh!"

Ji Youzhu suddenly reacted, so angry that she wanted to strangle herself to death, and quickly defended her: "No, no, I, I, I, let him say it clearly, and he was frightened, so he stuttered."

Cheng Hai: "…"

He didn't know whether that "Baozhu" was stuttering, but now she was really stuttering.

“Um…”

Ji Youzhu turned her head with her hot face covering her hot face, not daring to see anyone.

It’s all the fault of the priest who took her into the ditch.

"What's wrong with her?" Dishan said curiously.

"I'm wronged! I'm... um..."

The priest was halfway through his words, and he was covered with his mouth. Ji Youzhu looked at the two of them with a red face and defended him: "No! He really stuttered!"

If Cheng Hai knew about this, she wouldn't have to live.

"You."

Cheng Hai pinched her nose and said with a little reproach: "Don't be like a child, let go of the priest."

Ji Youzhu: "..."

Did Cheng Hai do this strange tone on purpose?

She felt her condition would worsen...

Ji Youzhusheng let go of the priest without any desire.

He looked at her strangely, Cheng Hai put the snacks on the table and instructed: "This bag is for Yiyi, don't move. Let's go back later, you can eat something."

"Um……"

Ji Youzhu's voice is as small as a mosquito.

"Let's start." Cheng Hai turned around and said.

"It's OK at any time." Dishan smiled.

At this time, several figures appeared from the back door of the church, and the negotiations between Huangquan and the Holy Church ended.

Judge Li still looked listless, but the faces of Cen Xiaoyun and Judge Lin Hong were full of satisfaction. It can be seen that Huang Quan should have received a good price during this conversation.

"Then, the cooperation is pleasant."

Judge Yan is a little more steady, respectful and polite.

“See you goodbye.”

Phib's inside was as usual, and so was the bishops behind him.

"Yo, are you back on the date?"

Before leaving, Judge Cen glanced at Cheng Hai jokingly.

She didn't dare to mess with Dishan directly, but it was okay to be disgusted.

"Yeah, it feels pretty good."

Cheng Hai smiled without any annoyance.

“It’s really good.”

Dishan also echoed meaningfully.

"snort!"

Feibri couldn't help but snorted coldly.

The saints of the Holy Church are really worse than those of the generation!

"Then... I wish you a happy marriage~"

As he said that, Judge Cen speeded up and disappeared outside the church door with her companions.

"The Twelfth Saint!"

Feibri was very angry, so angry that he directly called out Dishan's ranking, and turned around and said, "I will truthfully report your problem to the Pope afterwards!"

"After the matter, let's talk about it later." Dishan asked without changing her face, "I want to know what you compromised with them for this ridiculous cooperation, so that they were so out of control?"

Feibry glanced at Cheng Hai, and his tone was almost an order: "Come with me, let's go and talk later!"

"You go first, I have something to do." Dishan said lightly.

"Twelve Saints! You are not here to play!"

Feibri was really angry and even became murderous about Cheng Hai!

"I know this better than you!"

Dishan took a step forward, like an invisible mountain, towering and towering!

"Is this the demeanor of the Holy Church?"

Faced with the pressure like a tide, Cheng Hai was not afraid at all, and his eyes were full of mockery when he looked at Feibry.

If something goes wrong, there will be a demon.

I would rather compromise with outsiders than give my own people some trust and exchange reasons.

The pattern of this kind of person is still a bit lower.

"Don't cause me trouble!" Dishan said gritting her teeth.

Although she had different opinions from Phibry, she didn't want to fight him.

"I'll tell the truth." Cheng Hai shrugged.

"snort!"

Feibri snorted coldly and left.

Several bishops looked at each other and had to leave with Phibry.

"Thank you for understanding."

Dishan's expression changed slightly, but she had no intention of going forward to explain.

There is an old saying in China.

The way is different, and we do not plan for each other.

What is right and which is wrong, facts can naturally tell everything.
Chapter completed!