savior epic

Chapter 156 It is dedicated to the Lord
The hounds barked at the gangsters guarding the avenue.

The gangsters watched the dogs warily, and as the dogs barked more and more violently, they had to move away and walk out of the avenue.

"You guys, get out of here." Orion walked down the hill.

He grabbed one end of the hunting bow, and as he spoke, he was about to swing it at the bird-hunting gangsters.

"Ogden the pig! Damn mule driver!" The gangsters stared at the vicious hound for a while, and the hunter for a while.

"How dare you guard this road, a group of idlers!" Orion took the bow and slammed it at the leader of the gangster.

The gangsters jumped to escape, and they scattered, shouting as they ran: "Our grandfather paved this road, so we should let us charge some money."

"The gods created you bastards, why don't they ask you for gold?" Ogden roared, shaking his beard.

The hooligans who blocked the road and asked for money dispersed, and the middle-aged Orion, who was called Ogden, turned to look at the carriage.

Leaning on a hunting bow, he walked over step by step.

Chen Yi poked her head out from the curtain to look up and down at the Orion.

Orion's brows are bitter, squeezed by years of sorrow, his temples and beard are gray, his eyes are vicissitudes, he has a strong body, more like a knight than Orion.

When Ogden walked up to the carriage, Cenduil thought he was asking for money, so he reached into his pocket, ready to take out a few copper dills.

"Let's go now, I have driven away the guards asking for money. May the Lord bless you." Ogden said.

Cenduil responded, a little surprised by what the Orion said.

The latter scans her attire.

"Leather armor. Are you a female sergeant? It's really rare." Ogden said in surprise.

Incenduil wore a hood, and he would have been even more surprised if he hadn't seen those long pointed elf ears.

"This road is yours?" Chen Yi asked.

Ogden put his eyes on him, seeing that they didn't look like heretics, and said in a relaxed tone, "Yes, I bought them from the Baron."

"It stands to reason that you should ask us for money." Chen Yi said.

"I won't, and I shouldn't ask you for money." Orion shook his head.

Chen Yi looked at the Orion.

Ogden raised his hand in a ring salute and said, "I've dedicated it to the Lord."

After this little incident, Chen Yi and his party entered Kangda Town.

It has to be said that Kangda Town is very small. There is a square with platforms and wooden flags, surrounded by merchants. Except for those near the square, the rest of the houses are scattered and cannot be connected in a row, and most of them are longhouse.

Kangda Town is actually a place between a small town and a village.

Cenduil parked the carriage at the fair, and they had to find a place to stay.

Doubt and fear hang over the seemingly noisy market.

Chen Yi led Lomea out of the carriage, and he heard passers-by whispering, talking about the ghost lingering in the town.

"We have to find a hotel." Chen Yi said.

Lomea nodded slightly.

It was not the first time for Chen Yi to come to Kangda Town, so he had some general impressions. He took Lomea to the direction of the hotel, while Cenduil stayed where he was and watched over the carriage.

The two stepped into the door of the hotel. The strange thing was that even though dusk was approaching, there were not many people drinking in the hotel, and it looked very deserted.

The tavernkeeper rested his hands on the counter and listlessly settled his accounts.

He looked up and saw Chen Yi and Luo Meia, saw that they were a man and a woman, and said, "There are no more rooms here, you should go elsewhere and find a family to stay. May the Lord bless you."

"Why is there no room?" Lomea asked subconsciously.

"Haven't you heard that there is a ghost here? Those who come to trade are afraid to sleep in the carriage." The tavern owner pointed to the empty wine table, "At this time before, this place should be full of people, but now they all go back early home."

"Tell me what's going on." Chen Yi said.

"Well, the ghosts appeared last month, very early on. Some drunks said that they were on the street and saw people whose heads had been opened with an axe. Lord, no one took it for granted in the first place. The thing is, I thought they were drinking too much." The tavern owner said, chanting the Lord and the Gods from time to time, "Later, some women said that when they opened the doors and windows at night, they saw a person with a split head in two , His lips are pale, and his face is dead black! He seems to be muttering something."

"What are you talking about?"

The tavern owner lowered his voice and warned: "Before I say this, I advise you with the conscience of a true believer, find a trustworthy person to live in, and pay as much as you want."

"Well, we know."

"From what I've heard it said: 'Uldon, Uldon, the miserly devil!' God knows who he's talking about!" The tavernkeeper took a deep breath, straightened up, "Last week. That ghost did something to people. At night, someone was pushed into the well. When he saw it in the morning, he was already dead. When he was salvaged, everyone saw that his head was split in two, and someone opened it with an axe. Scoop. If this is the case, the only way is to invite the exorcist.”

After speaking, the tavern owner had goosebumps himself.

To his surprise, the two people in front of him didn't respond much.

"Thank you for saying this, and may God bless you." Lomea said, tugging on Chen Yi's sleeve, "Then let's find another place."

On the way back to the carriage, Lomea said, "I thought it was a rumor."

"Maybe there is." Chen Yi paused, and continued: "Let's go to the people in the Temple of Misery first."

Lomea nodded lightly, not to mention Cenduil, with the strength of his officiant's third body, sleeping in the carriage for one night will not cause any serious problems.

The missionary convoy of the Temple of Suffering is not difficult to find, they are piled up in a row at the market.

However, as soon as he got closer, he asked for a foul smell.

The front and body of the missionary vehicles engraved with the imprint of the spiritual temple were full of filth, viscous and stinky egg liquid, feces of cattle, sheep and pigs, and rotten fruits scattered on the ground, surrounding the convoy.

Those clerics are carrying water basins and are struggling to clean the mission vehicle.

Chen Yi approached, and the leading priest stared at him suspiciously.

"Hello, my co-worker," Chen Yi did the tribulation ceremony that Babak taught herself, "what's going on? What happened?"

Seeing that it was a believer, the priest relaxed his face, returned the salute, and sighed: "People here think that ghosts are wandering around, and we are behind the scenes. It is really a shameful slander."

Chen Yi thought about it, and it was not surprising that the ghost incident was blamed on heretics.

"I am sad for you, but also for them. Not everyone can hear the teachings of the Lord of Suffering." Chen Yi said in a dignified manner.

The priest nodded again and again, and his mood eased a lot. A Kexi believer, which is really rare, said, "Tell me, my co-worker, is there anything I can do for you? Are you here to pray?"

Chen Yi shook her head, opened her eyes of spiritual vision, and recited "Nawusuo" in a low voice, which is the old saying "deception".

He said sadly: "I am in urgent need of some medicinal herbs. My brother is seriously ill. I seek medicine everywhere, but because of his status as a believer, he is rejected by the true believers. His illness is getting worse day by day, and he can't bear it any longer. I heard that the missionary convoy was in Kangda Town, so I rushed over immediately."

The priest hastily made a ritual of suffering, and asked eagerly, "My poor co-worker, what kind of herb do you want?"

Chen Yi said the three materials needed.

After listening, the priest hesitated immediately.

"I can give you the blood of the rose and the blue sword flower, but I have to take the dried heart of the raven as a sacrifice to the Lord." The priest said apologetically.

Chen Yi rubbed the center of her brows, Rose Blood and Blue Sword Flower are not particularly rare, if you are lucky you might be able to find them in the market.However, the dried raven heart is only used by people in the Temple of Misery.

He turned sideways, took out the bad luck copper coin from his pocket, and threw it away.

Seeing this movement, the priest thought that he would have to pay for the two materials, and said gently: "No, it doesn't have to be like this. It is what we priests should do to share the suffering of our co-workers."

"Thank you." Chen Yi almost didn't react to his words.

Then, the priest turned around, took out the rose blood and the blue sword flower from the carriage, and handed them to Chen Yi.

After Chen Yi took it, the priest apologized again: "You know, we are going to be the Lord's sacrifice, and I really can't give you the Raven's heart."

"Priest, a faithful believer of the Lord of Suffering," Chen Yi looked at the convoy full of filth, and asked, "If I get rid of that ghost, can you give me the heart of the raven?"

(End of this chapter)