Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 25 025 Rewards
Feng Xiuhu was so tempted by what he said: "Is there no other place where I can learn the magic skills?"

Shunzi looked up at the beams and shook his head after a while: "I don't know."

He said to Feng Xiuhu, "All I know is the Lord God Church and the major temples."

Feng Xiuhu was greatly surprised: "There are other churches? There is more than one temple?"

Shunzi nodded and counted on his fingers for Feng Xiuhu: "Ah, I remember there were five or six main gods in the west, but I've never been out there, so I only know of one, the God of Mist. There are even more temples. Those who believe in the Goddess of Wind and Rain are mostly people who make a living by the sea. Besides, there are also Xijun, Tianding Bodhisattva, Lunhuitian, Yinyuan Xianweng, and so on. There are so many different kinds."

Feng Xiuhu covered his face. He had absorbed too much knowledge today, and his brain was almost full. "With so many gods, isn't there anyone who is generous? Why not share the good stuff with the common people?"

Shunzi shook his head repeatedly: "Anyway, I haven't heard of it."

Shunzi has never heard of it, so it is probably gone.

Feng Xiuhu pondered for a while and said, "I'll ask Hollis Wu later and I'll try to become a priest. Once I learn how to make a living from them, I'll come back and teach you."

Even though he said that, Shunzi didn't dare to imitate him. He whispered, "Brother, you can just say this at home, but don't say it outside."

Without being reminded, Xiyaoer immediately assured: "I didn't hear anything!"

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived.

The butler led someone into the main hall quickly.

Without him saying anything, Feng Xiuhu had already seen the person - the butler with lowered brows and a submissive look could only be Mike.

"The priest is waiting for you in the church."

Mike finished his business in one sentence, and then kindly added: "It's a good thing. The priest saw the things you sent yesterday and he was very happy."

After saying this, Mike ran away without waiting for Feng Xiuhu to try to stop him.

Feng Xiuhu forgave Mike's rudeness in his heart, patted his sleeves and stood up.

Only then did he realize that he had been wearing this set of clothes for a long time and had not changed it. After all, he lived in the downtown area now, so he had to at least have a set of clean clothes to wear.

Just as he was thinking about it, Shunzi suddenly grabbed him.

"Brother, be careful these days."

Feng Xiuhu looked up at him: "What's wrong?"

Shunzi lowered his voice and spoke seriously, "Xiyaoer said that Lame Mouse recognized the chief priest as his godfather. Not only did you kill his godfather, but you also stole the temple's tax money. This is a huge feud."

Feng Xiuhu thought it made sense, and stroking his stubble, he pondered, "Then we have to find a reason to kill the chief priest as well, so that they can be reunited with their grandparents."

Shunzi's scalp tingled. "It's hard to find a reason for this. Why don't you mention it to the priest? Maybe he can come up with an idea."

……

The two came to the factory area church again.

Shunzi originally wanted to take Feng Xiuhu through a small path, but Feng Xiuhu got stubborn.

He said he hadn't seen what the main entrance of the church looked like in many days, and he had to go and see it today.

Shunzi couldn't stop Feng Xiuhu, so he could only stand across the street and watch Feng Xiuhu walk towards the main gate.

This is an arc-shaped iron fence gate made of black ironwork. The lines are smooth and elegant, revealing a simple beauty.

Entering the iron gate, what comes into view is a spacious and bright garden. Several fountains are dotted throughout the garden in strict accordance with the principle of symmetry. The cobblestone path in the middle extends forward to the bottom of the church steps.

But no one stopped him.

Feng Xiuhu came to the church gate as if he was sightseeing.

The gate was solemn and awe-inspiring, supported by two tall stone pillars, their capitals decorated with intricate reliefs. The door was made of heavy oak, intricately carved with designs, with the symbol of the God of Mist in the center.

Above the gate was a huge semicircular stained glass window. The stained glass shone brilliantly in the sunlight, making the entire porch look particularly dreamy. Feng Xiuhu subconsciously wanted to touch the pattern on the door, but at that moment the door opened.

Two Divine Guards stood inside the door, one on the left and one on the right, looking at Feng Xiuhu without saying a word.

Feng Xiuhu made a move to go inside, and the Divine Guards put their hands on the hilts of their swords.

"Why, don't you know me?"

Feng Xiuhu asked with his eyes tilted, while his right hand had already reached into his sleeve and grasped the knife.

A voice suddenly came from inside the door: "Let you in."

The two Divine Guards moved in unison, each taking a step back to make way for the passage.

Feng Xiuhu looked up and saw that it was the Divine Guard who came with Hollis Wu that day - judging from their armor, they were different from ordinary Divine Guards, so they should be a small leader.

The man came up and first examined Feng Xiuhu, then grinned: "Feng Xiuhu, how did you come in through the main gate?"

Feng Xiuhu asked him, "Who are you?"

The man pounded his chest with his fist and saluted. "I am Semu, the officer of the Holy Guard. You may call me Lord Semu."

Feng Xiuhu curled her lips, thinking that he was quite pretentious.

"I'm here to see Hollis Wu."

Officer Semu sneered, seemingly finding Feng Xiuhu ridiculous, but he said nothing more and led Feng Xiuhu inside: "Follow me."

The road to the main gate is much wider than the small gate.

Feng Xiuhu followed Officer Semu upstairs. After walking around the spiral staircase several times and turning a few corners, he finally arrived at the familiar corridor leading to the study.

Officer Semu knocked on the door, and Hollis Wu responded from inside: "Come in."

Guard Officer Semu pushed open the door and motioned Feng Xiuhu to go in.

After Feng Xiuhu entered the house, he followed in.

Feng Xiuhu moved a chair over familiarly and sat down across from the table.

Hollis Wu didn't care. He stood up and laughed heartily: "Great hero! I knew I was right about you."

"Stop!"

Feng Xiuhu raised his hand: "Don't just talk nonsense, I won't buy it. If you have any benefits, bring them out quickly."

His mood was interrupted, and Hollis Wu touched his nose in frustration.

"cough."

Hollis Wu composed himself. "I've always been fair. Yesterday, I reported your performance and contributions to the bishop. At my strong request, the bishop agreed to give you a chance to officially join the church. You will continue to manage the choir's affairs, but as a deacon."

This is really like giving someone a pillow when they feel sleepy.

However, Feng Xiuhu didn't quite believe that pie would fall from the sky: "You don't have bad intentions, do you?"

Hollis Wu said with a straight face, "I thought you trusted me enough, just as I trusted you. Perhaps when you put on the deacon's robe, you won't have such doubts anymore."

Hollis Wu's expression was serious, and he didn't seem to be lying, but the truth was actually—

When Bishop Konate Chen learned that Feng Xiuhu had killed Boss Yuan and the choir had completely taken control of the missionary affairs in Dicheng, Konate Chen took the initiative to offer Feng Xiuhu the status of deacon.

The reason is simple. Boss Yuan worked hard to help the temple and all he wanted was a ceremonial position. It made no sense that Feng Xiuhu could do a better job than Boss Yuan but get nothing.

Therefore, in order to prevent Feng Xiuhu from feeling a psychological gap and to bind him firmly to the church and continue to go through fire and water for the church, Konate Chen gave him this insignificant "reward".

(End of this chapter)