The prisoners were escorted to the street by the pagans, and the townsmen were crowded on both sides of the street when they heard the news. They either looked at the pagan guards with resentment or mourned with the icons.

Everyone knows that they will be sent to the holy land and will be stolen.

Anne, who was walking at the last head and holding her mother's hand, hummed in a low voice of "Where is the Lord".

Christopher walked in front, his hands and feet were bound like others, with his eyebrows bent, and a wooden pendant hung in front of the monk's robe, and the priest's expression was calm.

Among the crowd, the old woman wearing a square turban squeezed out of the crowd, and she was carrying a package.

"Grandma Amy!" The surrounding townsmen tried to call her.

Grandma Amy was quick to walk, and the guards did not stop her. She trotted to Christopher a few times.

"Father Christopher," Grandma Amy twisted her head and looked at the guards around her. She hurried to the priest: "There are some dry pies and a little silver reed."

Christopher took the package with his bound hands and smiled kindly at Grandma Amy: "Thank you, the Lord will protect you, Amy."

"Father, be careful on the way, good priest, my husband has always thanked you."

Grandma Amy's eyes squeezed out tears, and the guards warned her not to approach.

"Don't worry," Christopher paused, and smiled, "The Lord is there."

The guard pushed Grandma Amy and kept leaning back and squeezed back into the crowd. She finally stood firm with her heels, folded her hands before she saw the wooden statue swaying under the priest's neck...

In the crowd in the street corner, Chen Yin's eyes gradually drifted away with them.

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"Nora Richie."

After nightfall, after dinner, Chen Yin opened his eyes and tried to recite the ancient saying "Save".

Before leaving, Christopher taught himself this ancient saying, because he trusted his uncle Raymond, and thus trusted himself.

Chen Yin cut his finger with a knife, and a few drops of blood dripped.

He shook a little light in his palm towards the wound, and the cut wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Hu." He let out a sigh of relief, Chen Yin turned around, pulled out the linen paper clipped into "The Past" for recording, and picked up a pen to write down Christopher's words.

Remember that after remembering the ancient saying "Save", I asked Christopher that the ancient saying could be used by people as long as I remember the pronunciation. Then, in a crisis, the enemy can recite his own ancient saying after hearing his own pronunciation.

Chen Yin's pen tip fell on the paper.

["Father Christopher said that if both parties use the same ancient saying, and those who understand the high chant, and those who understand the low chant again, will be hurt by their own ancient sayings. Moreover, those who understand the low will make wedding dresses for those who understand the high chant. This is not about spirituality."]

Chen Yin wrote this rule on paper.

"That is to say, even if you hear other people's ancient sayings, if you don't know the language system and have no understanding... you can't play much effect." Chen Yin murmured, "so you just know the pronunciation, but it has no effect."

Putting away the linen paper, Chen Yin picked up a bottle of blood from the corner of the table. It was the blood left by Christopher for his psychic ritual.

"Tomorrow, go find Kasim to get some materials. Well, Krimu Sage has been away for a long time, and both Roman and Yin Delai have already induced spirituality. I don't know what Kasim will do next to make the heavenly association." Chen Yin thought.

The inducing spirituality of Roman and Yin Delai was very successful, far from being able to compare with him.

Chen Yin was not disappointed. He directly mastered the ancient language, and they might not even understand what the ancient language was.

"After all, chanting platinum mantras directly with some mysterious props is enough to work." Chen Yin thought, "The mantra can be effective, perhaps because it contains ancient words."

"After getting the materials, you will hold a psychic ritual the day after tomorrow."

Tomorrow night, Chen Yin will be on duty at the prison and will be on duty and rest all day the day after tomorrow.

On the safe side, Chen Yin planned to enter the Kingdom of God before he was enlightened and protect himself.

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After sending Wofa to read, Lomea returned to the body of the fifteen-year-old girl.

In the study converted from a prayer room, Lomea sat at the table, and what happened last night had squeezed the whole mind.

"... Last night, Chen Yin dragged his body?" Luo Meia said to herself.

The priest's body had a very high spirituality. At that time, she noticed the remaining spirituality, so she turned around and saw Chen Yin dragging something, hiding in the corner.

"Did Chen Yin kill him?...it should be, but...how did it?" When Lomei Abasi was puzzled, an idea popped up in his subconscious mind.

Is it that soul? The soul of the Resurrection Town is secretly merging in the mercy?!

That soul is staring at him?!

Lomea suddenly felt panicked.

Yes, the holy objects in the sermons before also sensed the traces of pale rain left on him.

If you continue to think about it like this, the possibility of it is getting higher and higher.

Lomea grabbed the thick brown hair and murmured unwillingly: "How is it possible...How is it possible? He obviously doesn't have much spirituality, so how could he be noticed. It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be."

These days, she has had many speculations about the hidden soul, suspected that it was the residual soul of a fallen angel, and suspected that it was a strange dead soul that escaped from the ancient sacred capital, or the projection of a god exiled to the celestial kingdom...

In short, since the memory of quietly erasing Yinsha's body, Lomeia knew that the power of the soul hidden in the Resurrection Town was beyond the control of her current self.

"How are you targeted...Sir, how are you targeted? Your spirituality is obvious..." Lomea's self-speaking showed deep powerlessness, "Spirituality... induces spirituality, yes, you have gone to the celestial kingdom. So..."

With her fingertips on her forehead, Lomei's mood is unspeakable, unbearable, bitter, or entangled and heart-wrenching. Her palm pressed against her cheek bones, her brows tightened, and her eyelids squeezed her eyes.

"Damn it, I clearly warned you." Miss Pepper said hatefully, "I clearly warned you, why don't you listen... sir."

Luo Meia felt deeply powerless, and it was impossible for him to drag Chen Yin out of the sight of the soul.

Since the confidence paper was sent out, she has not received a reply from the general ritual of the church, so it is difficult to talk about any help.

After a long time, Lomea raised his face, "No, not necessarily. It may be just a chance... Maybe it's just a mysterious thing he owns. What his uncle left to him, don't think too much, don't think too much, Han Xi."

The rolling mood gradually calmed down, and Lomeia gently stroked her chest and made a secret decision.

She wants to go and have a look.

I went to Chen Yin's house to confirm in secret.

"Late, find a time, and bring the holy objects when the curfew is approaching. Well... With this body, you can't use the body of the priest, and that one may still be stared at by it. If you want to confirm it, just stand outside."
Chapter completed!