Chapter 938 It’s hard to break free

After dinner, the old people began to gather together to chant sutras.

Every weekend, volunteers bring clothes, water cups, cakes and other condolences to the lonely elderly people, but what makes the elderly feel most happy is the arrival of children and pets.

Even if those children are not related to them by blood, the elderly will still like them very much.

After finishing the day's work, Veronica looked at them at the door of the activity room. One of these people was her grandfather. He looked like an ordinary old man. He even wore a coat because he was afraid of the cold.

Mexican blanket, it's hard to connect him with the villain Uncle Fabio hates and hates.

Uncle Fabio could never forgive him, and he knew this, so he didn't go to them.

But he still returned to Venice, the place where he was born, raised, married, and had children.

"Did you call your mother?" Father Constantine asked.

"Yes." Veronica replied in a low voice. The nursing home was very quiet, as quiet as a tomb.

"Come on, pray with us." Constantine stretched out his hand to Veronica, and she grabbed it without hesitation, but Constantine did not take her to the activity room, but to the prayer room in the nursing home.

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The Protestants were unwilling to spend money on the ceremony, but the Catholics were very willing to do so. Even though there was still a gorgeous altar in this small monastery, the nuns had knelt in a circle and looked at Veronica with curious eyes.

Tomorrow Veronica will go back on a volunteer boat. At the same time, a mass will be held in the Vatican tomorrow. Between the pope in white and the bishop in red, there is an archbishop in purple. Usually the pope serves concurrently.

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However, due to the Pope's physical condition, the Mass needs to be celebrated by someone on his behalf.

Catholic women cannot become priests and bishops. Constantine put on his reading glasses and began to read the classics. Others closed their eyes and prayed. This is a part of religious life. It is boring and boring. Naturally, it is not as interesting as going to a nightclub. Many of them are

No one can stand this.

But when there is a storm outside, it is a good deed to be able to pray for everyone in a safe room, hoping that the crisis will end soon. When the Black Death spread in Venice, women, both poor and rich, prayed

, and it turned out to be true later.

"Peace be with you." Constantine said, "Today we will learn the Gospel of St. Matthew."

"Hallelujah," the nuns replied.

"At that time, Jesus said to his disciples, "Proclaim on your journeys that the kingdom of heaven is at hand. Heal the sick; raise the dead; cleanse the lepers; cast out the demons;

If you have received freely, give freely. Do not carry gold, silver, or copper coins in your pockets; do not carry a bag on the road, nor two pairs of undergarments, nor shoes, nor a staff, for the workman must have his own.

His food…”

Veronica lowered her head and listened with the nuns. She did not feel that everything in the scriptures was correct.

The sick must be cured, but what should we do if the disease cannot be cured? The dead must be resurrected, and resurrection cannot be achieved by humans.

It has been shown on TV that someone got a terminal illness and froze himself, waiting for the development of science and technology to cure his disease, and then thawed and resurrected himself at that time. Even Raura knew that it was a scam, but there were still people

Willing to do so.

"The Lord has revealed His justice to all nations." Just when Veronica was distracted, the nuns chanted in unison.

Veronica looked at the faces of the nuns and felt fear for the first time in her life.

Why should you obey such fallacy?

She wanted to say it but did not dare to say it out loud. Generally speaking, she was still a secular girl. She could ignore it with contempt and turn away, but she had already made a temporary vow to abide by the three vows of poverty, chastity and obedience.

"If you want to regret it now, it's still too late."

She heard a voice saying that she couldn't tell where it came from. It sounded like the devil and her own voice.

"Have you ever kissed a boy?" She heard the voice say again, "Look at those old people, do you want to be like them, waiting for other people's children to show kindness to you? You can leave, get married and have children like normal people.

Be as old as your grandmother and be surrounded by your children and grandchildren."

"No!" she said in disgust.

"Silly girl." The voice said again, "Sex is not a shameless behavior. Everyone comes here like this. You will know how wonderful it is after you try it."

Veronica covered her ears, as if this could block the slander.

"Look at me." The voice said, and at the same time a hand lifted her chin. What came into her eyes was a handsome man with a pair of black eyes. What was even weirder was that he was wearing a priest's clothes.

"You are only 16 years old. You are like a rose in bud. It is a pity that you are married like this."

"Go away..." Veronica trembled.

"Do you know how normal girls fall in love?" The man lowered his voice and said, "Do you want to eat chocolate?"

Veronica pushed him away, stood up, and ran wildly in the dark monastery.

"Silly girl, why do you want to be a nun!" Veronica's mother, Alicia, said in the dark.

Veronica thought of her family's poverty, as well as the strange looks and gossip from her neighbors.

She just doesn't want to make the same wrong choice as her mother.

She should never have been born.

After a girl's body starts to grow, running becomes very awkward, but she still has to attend physical education classes.

She hated the way those boys looked at her and even refused to take physical education classes because of it.

There was another girl who had the same idea as her, but they were not in the same class. They met one time when they were avoiding physical education class, so they spent time together in the shade of a tree.

"How do you kill time? Kissing?" the voice asked again.

"Get away from me!" Veronica turned around and said.

Then she saw herself in an open room, and the girl, bored under the shade of a tree, weaving lace, a fabric so popular that it could be sold to tourists.

"When you have money, you can buy ice cream and eat it," the voice said happily, "or do whatever you want."

Veronica heard the other party's bad intentions and picked up a stone to throw at him.

At this moment, thorns suddenly appeared in the darkness and entangled her hand. Then she was hung up. The upward force of weightlessness woke her up from the strange dark dream. She looked around and found that she

She was still in the chapel, surrounded by the same nuns, but Constantine's amber rosary was wrapped around her wrist.

"Holy Mary, Mother of Good Guidance, I dedicate this scripture to you to wish you a good and good guidance heart. Your son Jesus preached and preached, the kingdom of heaven is near, come and repent, accept the gospel of the Lord, and live out the new commandments.

He also announced the Eight Beatitudes to the public, established a kingdom of peace, justice, and truth, and enabled God’s people to live in the holy love of the new heaven and new earth.”

Don't pray the rosary to me, I'm not possessed!

Veronica wanted to tell Constantine, but the sound she made was a meaningless roar, sounding like some kind of mad beast.

"Lie down, lie down quickly, child." The nuns said worriedly, forcing her down to the ground in front of the altar, looking like a lamb waiting for sacrifice.

Veronica kept struggling. She had a premonition that something bad was going to happen, but she was unable to stand up because her hands were tied, even though it was only a very fragile one that could be broken with a slight tug.

Rosary beads.
Chapter completed!