You call this the god of etiquette?

Chapter 36 News
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On a panel that has been laid but not painted, a worker named Beuys holds a sharp and sturdy plane in his hand, carving wood into lifelike flowers, animals and human figures.

He puts his heart and soul into it, bringing his virtuosity to the limit.

Boyce was a worker at the Fire Feather Fur Factory.

Since he was a child, he liked to do carpentry work with his father and was quite talented in carpentry.

In "Talek" decades ago, carpenter was a very respectable job.

But then the roads with "Dok Town" and "Vasdok City" were repaired.

Fur prosperity soon became the main theme of "Tariek".

The living standards of carpenters and farmers plummeted.

In today's "Talek", it is only possible to support a family by engaging in fur-related industries.

Poor people are reluctant to find carpenters to repair furniture, and rich people look down on low-level carpenters.

So Beuys can only regard woodworking as a hobby for self-entertainment.

However, when the old Drake told him that the temple was short of decoration workers, he could still receive a large reward if he went there.

He chose to join the decoration team without hesitation.

Because he faintly felt that this might be his only chance in this life.

The factory manager's face is covered with sour sauce, and the workers are either regretful or gloating.
All of these things were left behind by him.

He enjoys the process of creating on wood without distraction.

On the other side, a group of workers are painting.

The original staircase was demolished, leaving an empty wall.

With soft-bristled brushes in hand, they dab the paint onto the walls.

Under the tutelage of a well-known street painter in Leighton Street.

Use paint and play of light and shadow to create depth and realism.

According to the painter, he wanted the workers to constantly adjust the colors, textures and light to create a beautiful and solemn religious atmosphere.

Not far away, there are stonemasons working intensively with Pastor Aldis.

The young pastor of the Church of the Earth Father used the magic of "shaping stones" to create exquisite and detailed patterns and relief decorations on the marble pillars in the temple.

Each pattern is carefully designed and placed in proportion to ensure the coordination and beauty of the entire interior space of the church.

The workers polished the patterns with chisels and carving knives.

There is a large open space in the innermost part of the temple.

That's where the idols and prayer rooms are prepared.

It should be put at the end to gather all the decoration workers to build grandly and carefully.

In general, Ige is very satisfied with the bustling scene in the temple.

Seeing that there was nothing to interfere, he turned and left the temple.

During the construction of the temple, he mainly took on the task of guarding.

The corpses of the Silver Tiger Gang thugs who were originally used to deter other gangsters will also be buried in batches.

Otherwise, no one can stand the stench.

With Yige's record, it's no problem for him to deter other gangsters on Ligang Street from approaching No. 14 for a while.

But sometimes after a long time, people who are not clear-headed will forget the lessons of the past and do some things that seek death.

Unfortunately, Li Gang Street is full of people who are not clear-headed.

So Yige didn't dare to take it lightly, and didn't relax his vigilance because of the calm these days.

Constantly patrolling around the temple.

a circle.

Two laps.

Three laps.

Feeling a little tired, he sat down on the steps in front of the temple.

He heard the sound of hammers and carving knives coming from the temple.

There is a faint sense of fulfillment and accomplishment in my heart.

A few months ago, he would never have believed that he would be able to serve the great god of etiquette one day.

Not to mention building a temple for him and making contributions.

Now there is Aldis, the pastor of the Father Earth Church.

Even his original heart disease, that is, the problem of the construction period, has basically been resolved.

However, since he wants to patrol outside, it is naturally impossible to keep an eye on Aldis, a suspicious figure, all the time.

Yi Ge didn't think it was an important matter.

In the final analysis, no matter what purpose Aldis has, he is indeed using his magic to help the construction of the ritual temple.

When they were on Ligang Street, Ige just used the excuse of protecting his safety to stare at them.

They are all in the temple, if Yige still guards against him like a thief, it is totally unreasonable.

That is equivalent to using actions to directly express the meaning of letting Aldis go.

It is completely inconsistent with Ige's original intention of using the pastor of the Father Earth Church to speed up the construction of the temple.

Of course, he didn't leave behind.

Rather, what he left behind was the most powerful means of defense.

At this time, in the midair of the temple, the rectangular divine emblem that he had summoned since morning was shining.

The orange light of the divine emblem is soft and warm.

It will make honest workers feel extremely honored.

It will also intimidate criminals with ulterior motives.

Iger was pleased with his arrangement.

Feeling that it was almost time to rest, I stood up and started a new round of patrolling.

I just walked in front of an ownerless broken house with number 20 written on the paint peeling door.

Suddenly, he noticed that in the shadow of the ruined wall not far ahead obliquely, there was a sneaky humanoid creature hiding quietly.

Yige took a closer look and felt familiar, but he was not sure, so he asked tentatively:
"Eric?"

Eric was startled when his name was called.

Then, as if inspired by the sounds of nature, he rushed out from behind the broken wall.

Yige almost couldn't recognize the man in front of him.

His cheeks were sunken, his lips were chapped and peeling, and he had obviously not eaten a normal meal in days.

There was an extremely unpleasant, disgusting smell coming from his body.

Under the bags under the eyes were red and swollen eyes, revealing an unspeakable pain.

His eyes lost their light, leaving only fatigue.

The hair is disheveled, withered and thin.

Like grass ravaged by time, swaying helplessly in the wilderness.

Clothes were tattered and stained with dirt.

In his hand he held a rusty shovel covered in blood and dirt.

The whole person looks like a lonely ghost struggling to survive in the dark.

It didn't look like it was when guarding the headquarters of the Silver Tiger Gang.

"Priest. Priest!" Eric looked at Ige as if he saw his reborn parents, with tears and snot streaming down his nose, and he leaned forward.

Igger frowned and took a few steps back, leaving Eric scratching his head in bewilderment.

When Eric's hand moved, Yige clearly saw a few unlucky fleas being rubbed and flying out.

"Master Priest!" Eric wiped his snot with half of his dirty sleeve, and begged, "Help me!"

"Oh?" Ige only remembered that the other party fled quickly when he was fighting the black-scaled monster, and he didn't feel that he had any friendship with this obviously down-and-out gangster in front of him, "Why?"

"The poisonous insects on Ligang Street are crazy!"

"It's all crazy!"

(End of this chapter)