Most people lived an ordinary life. Unless something unexpected happened, no one would lose hope for the future.
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At night, Wasco woke up from his meditation. The holy power in his body had almost recovered. He asked himself if he met the mysterious young man again, he would definitely … probably be suppressed again.
No one provided any reference for Wasco, but this was indeed the only thought in his mind at this time.
The main force of the Holy Church had not appeared yet. He suddenly remembered what Father Stella said before, and felt a little uneasy. But when he remembered that the main force of the Holy Church was led by a four-winged descending angel who was the leader of the descending angels, he felt a little relieved.
The phone rang. It was a call from a few of the Holy Knight trainees who were staying in the apartment outside.
Wasco looked at the time and wondered if he had hit them too hard. They just woke up now … He picked up the phone, and a series of anxious questions came directly from the other side.
"I'm fine … From now on, you all stay in the apartment until I come back. In the meantime, you can order takeout."
After Wasco hung up the phone, he walked out of the room. He walked all the way until he saw Father Stella in the church.
There were no lights in the church, but many white candles were lit … On the seats, on the floor, and even on the steps, the candlelight swayed because of the airflow brought by Wasco when he opened the door. He saw Father Stella sitting on the floor at this moment.
There was a brazier in front of Father Strahl, and at this time, he was constantly throwing pieces of thick square paper into the brazier from who knows where.
"What are you doing?" Wasco frowned and came in front of Father Stella.
Father Stella looked up and made a shushing gesture, "Lower your voice, can't you see that I'm doing a religious rite? I'm ferrying the soul of the guy who died during the day! "
"Ferrying soul?" Wasco could not help but be startled and said subconsciously, "If you're ferrying soul, why don't you recite the scriptures and pray?"
Of course, he knew what ferrying soul was.
The clergymen of the Holy Church wandered in Europe and would subdue demons when they encountered ghosts. After subduing demons, they would naturally be ferrying soul. But Stella's method was obviously not the procedure of the Holy Church. He did not know what this stupid priest was up to.
"You don't understand." Father Stella said seriously at this time, "The Holy Church's method won't work, I don't believe it! I learned this from the old monk who taught me Tongzi Gong. It's called burning clothes. I heard it's very effective.. You don't believe it, old bastard. You see, in the past, when we prayed for the souls of the dead, we didn't actually do anything. All we did was move our mouths. Those souls did leave, but they left with nothing! When he was alive, he was a pauper. After he died, he was still a pauper. How heartless and cruel was that! Burning clothes is different. Burn more money for them. Now that the times are advanced, they can even burn their girlfriends. Tsk tsk, look at how happy they are! This is solving the problem from the root! "
Wasco was taken aback by this charlatan's words. Finally, he recalled something. "Who exactly are you ferrying souls for?"
Stella asked curiously, "Didn't I say that I'm ferrying the Red Coat in the middle and a bunch of useless Holy Knights and useless priests?"
Wasco glared at Stella with a dark face. After a while, he pushed the door open angrily. If this was not the sacred place of the church, he would have kicked the door open.
Father Stryker sat alone in front of the brazier and continued to burn his clothes. Tom Cruise crawled out from under the stool and rubbed against Father Stryker's thigh in a fawning manner.
The priest suddenly slapped his thigh hard, "Oh no, what if I die that day and no one burns clothes for me?!"
As he spoke, the priest grabbed Tom Cruise and grabbed a bunch of gold and silver paper treasures. He hurriedly walked into the courtyard and dug a hole to bury the paper treasures. Then, he propped up Tom Cruise's eyes and aimed at the burying hole. He said earnestly, "Remember this place. My sexual happiness in the underworld depends on you!"
Tom Cruise struggled to escape from Father Stella's hands. Before he left, he scratched the priest's face … but there was no scratch.
Father Stella chased after him while cursing, and disappeared in an instant.
Maier Lada, who was forgotten in the corner of the courtyard and had shackles on his hands and feet, poked his head out nervously at this moment, and then shrunk back.
Last night, he picked up a broken saw blade. At this time, he was trying hard to break the shackles on his feet, and it looked like he was about to succeed.
This time, he was not going to collect supplies. He planned to wait until the shackles on his feet were broken, and then sneak out of this church with the big iron ball.
Although this church must have some incredible treasures, Maier Lada was not in the mood at all. As to why he thought that there were treasures hidden in the church?
Others did not know that this church was actually suddenly transformed from a big hole, but how could he not know?
The destroyed church had reappeared out of thin air!
But at this time, he really did not have the mood to care about the treasures that might be hidden in the church. He felt the power of Hades! The power that instantly took away the lives of all the paladins and clergymen was exactly the same as described by the Lord of Darkness of Soth God Clan!
Maier Lada lost the crystal that the Lord of Darkness gave him to sense Hades … but he did not use the crystal, did he not?
Maier Lada even felt that his lost luck came back again. So, the speed of his hands that were rubbing the iron chains increased again, and his palms were almost bleeding!
His breathing became faster and faster, and his eyes were bloodshot, like a bull.
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When Lamias returned to the manor, it was already after dinner.
At this time, the nun lady's face was black and gray.
Her car was basically scrapped. Fortunately, under her pitiful appearance, there were still male students who volunteered to send her to the vicinity of the manor.
But there was a partial torrential rain, and Lamias even fell into a muddy hole. When she climbed out, she happened to see a wild boar that was looking for food. God knew why a wild boar would appear in such a place?
But after years of training, although she was a human, her physical fitness was not just for show. At least she escaped the misfortune of being eaten by the wild boar and successfully escaped.
But along the way, she was in a panic and did not choose the path carefully. Her clothes were inevitably torn by weeds and branches, and she even lost one of her shoes.
When she finally saw the light on the wall of the manor's gate in an unprecedented sorry state, Lamias was so moved that she almost had the impulse to kneel down and pray devoutly.
Then … Then she stepped on a sea urchin.
"Wh … Why?"
She seemed to be desperate for life, silently pulling out the sea urchin from the soles of her feet. Finally, she walked into the manor and came to the door of the house in a daze.
Before she knocked on the door, the door slowly opened. A ray of warm light shot out from the crack of the door, and then it was the servant girl's dim figure before the light and shadow.
"Oh, Miss Lamias, you're back?" The servant girl said in surprise at this time, "It's so late, you should inform us … Dinner time is over."
Lamias sneered in her heart … Inform? Have you ever told me your phone number?
"Don't worry." The servant girl smiled and said, "If you feel hungry, I can prepare food for you right away. I'm still very confident about my cooking."
Lamias didn't want to eat the food given to her, but thinking that she really didn't eat anything today, her ordinary body couldn't bear it … Even if the servant girl made things difficult for her, Lamias was not a vegetarian. She had been receiving various difficult training since childhood, and had tried all kinds of exotic ingredients.
As long as it was protein, it was crispy!
"Then I'll have to trouble you. I happen to be a little hungry." Lamias smiled. Even if she looked quite bad at this time, she still had to keep smiling.
But when she looked at a plate of sea urchin dishes in front of her, Lamias felt that she seemed to be too naive.
"Well, Miss Lamias, I wish you a pleasant meal." The servant girl whispered at this time, "In addition, after nine o 'clock, I hope you can keep quiet, or you will disturb the master's rest."
"I usually go to bed early."
The servant girl nodded and left in a happy mood … Lamias looked at the big bowl of sea urchin rice, hesitated for a moment, and finally the instinct of replenishing strength overcame her worry, and she took a small bite.
"Delicious!"
She didn't expect it, so she opened her eyes wide at once. She felt that her whole body seemed to be washed, even her messy hair seemed to be much smoother.
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Ding —!
The iron chain had been sawed off unknowingly. When the moment came, Mai Lada couldn't help but have a feeling of tears in his eyes.
He was too difficult.
From a senior cadre of Soth God Clan to a mortal after losing his power … until now, he knew the preciousness of power.
"Hello."
But before Mai Lada had time to be moved by himself, he suddenly heard a voice behind him, which suddenly made Mai Lada, who was always frightened, jump up at once.
"It's you!"
At the window of the dim room, the figure standing there was Teacher Pulin who sent him to Father Stella — he was tricked by this seemingly harmless man in a white shirt and fell into this trap.
"I'm here to see you." Teacher Pulin smiled slightly, "I'm leaving soon. It seems that you're living well now, very well."
"You're leaving?" Mai Lada suppressed his anger at once, and frowned at the same time, subconsciously asking, "Why?"
"To see other sceneries." Teacher Pulin said quite casually, "Life is a non-stop journey, and I like to see the sceneries along the way."
Mai Lada shook his head, holding the big iron ball out of the utility room with some difficulty, "Let's make a deal, before you leave, can you help me get rid of this thing, and I'll owe you a favor?"
Teacher Pulin thought for a while, and won Mai Lada's request. He reached out and broke all the chains on Mai Lada's body.
Mai Lada was silent for a while, and then asked, "Give me a way to find you, I don't owe favors to others."
Teacher Pulin shook his head, "I introduced you here, but I didn't expect you to suffer some hardships. Forget about the favor, just take it as a little compensation. In addition … as a mortal, it's really not easy. "
Mai Lada didn't comment.
Teacher Pulin smiled and said, "Although it's not easy, they are still very strong to live … En, I'll go and say hello to Father Stella."
Watching Teacher Pulin walk toward the church, Mai Lada couldn't be happier. Who knew where that old faker would come from to knock him a few more times?
He was really afraid of Father Stella, and he couldn't understand it with common sense. At this time, Teacher Pulin was going to pester him, so it was naturally better.
Freedom.
He felt this aura again, and his heart was filled with courage and hope for the future. It was as if there was a brand-new strength gushing out, and his footsteps couldn't help but become more steady.
He felt something strange coming from the bottom of his feet, and he couldn't help but look down. It was the shards of the chain that had been broken by Teacher Pulin and thrown on the ground – he had inadvertently stepped on them and shattered them.
Of course, he couldn't step on the shards of the chain – maybe in the past, but obviously not now.
Maio Lada subconsciously crouched down and extended his hand to grab a section of the iron chain. At this moment, the iron chain in his hand suddenly decayed and then broke apart … … not only that, the areas where the iron chain touched, the grass even began to wither!
"This … this is?!"
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Teacher Pulin found Father Stella in the confessional of the church.
When he found him, the priest's face was covered with an indescribable magazine, and his snoring wasn't very loud.
Teacher Pulin gently knocked on the door of the small dark room in the confessional.
Father Stella woke up with a start, and quickly put away the magazine while wiping his saliva. "Oh! Sponsor daddy who donated money … No, lost traveler, please tell me what you feel guilty about. I am Father Stella, and I can help you. Hey, it's you? Why are you here again after such a short time? "
Teacher Pulin only felt that this concept was strange, but he didn't think too much about it. He just smiled and said, "I will be leaving here in two days. Now that I think about it, I haven't entered your confessional even once, so I want to experience it … can I talk to you?"
"Money … forget it, we are acquaintances." Father Stella shook his head and lowered his head to continue reading the magazine. However, he allowed Teacher Pulin to enter.
Teacher Pulin didn't mind. After sitting down, he thought for a while and asked, "Father, what do you think death is?"
The priest casually turned a page of the magazine, and without thinking, he said perfunctorily, "Those without money die of poverty, those without girlfriends die of masturbation, those who are unlucky die of a car crash, those who are rich, how the hell do I know what cards they have to play to kill themselves? In any case, I can't kill you … all right, next. "
Teacher Pulin smiled, and suddenly said, "Do you want to kill me?"
Father Stella was startled, and suddenly raised his head. He looked at Teacher Pulin through the lattice on the wooden board of the small dark room. After staring at him for a while, he asked tentatively, "Is your head okay? I will fight with you, don't try to scam me, I don't have money! "
Teacher Pulin smiled again, stood up, and said softly, "Goodbye."
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