When I was in a world of unconventional rules and taboos

The world of ghost stories.

"Priest? That profession isn't much different from some charlatans."

Su Ming looked at his reflection in the mirror, a glint of light in his eyes, and murmured to himself.

He had recently reviewed some books on the Western church system, so he wasn't entirely unfamiliar with it.

When he was in the Qingshan Mental Hospital, he didn't have a single priest as a fellow patient, but he did encounter a charlatan who liked to talk nonsense and pretend to be a ghost.

That guy was a shameless old man. Despite his advanced age, he possessed an extraordinary ability to manipulate people with his persuasive language and vast knowledge, always managing to leave them completely bewildered and unconsciously drawn into his rhythm, allowing them to be manipulated at will, believing whatever he said, and even willing to die without hesitation...

It is said that before being admitted to Qingshan Mental Hospital, he was a frequent guest of many important figures, and even after his admission, he still received many visitors during holidays...

In Su Ming's view, the differences between the two are not significant, and they have many similarities.

At most, it's just a difference in style between East and West, plus the existence of supernatural forces.

He could learn a thing or two from this profession nowadays.

He silently recalled every move that shameless old man had made.

His clear, transparent gaze gradually softened and deepened, filled with a sense of vicissitude.

His aura also changed at this moment, becoming mysterious and unpredictable.

He always had an enigmatic smile on his face.

The combination of his gilded black priest's robe and the cross on his chest made him appear sacred and solemn.

The silly dog, whose belly was being stepped on, stubbornly kept biting the shoe. Seeing its owner's sudden change in demeanor, its foolish little head was filled with confusion.

However, before its little brain could even start working quickly,

The sudden knocking on the door broke the silence.

"New priest, I am Sister Hilde, your assistant for the next period of time, and I will be responsible for introducing you to the church."

A cold, clear voice suddenly came from outside the door.

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At the same time, the other chosen ones also heard the sudden knocking.

Many of the more timid chosen ones, or those with weaker mental fortitude, were so frightened that they screamed out loud.

Not all chosen ones are elites in their respective industries; most are ordinary people.

In contrast, the chosen ones who can maintain their sanity in the world of ghost stories are all outstanding individuals in various industries in the real world.

Having already experienced one instance of the ghost story, Aaron remained calm and undisturbed, silently gazing at the entrance.

Beneath the robe, her wrist gripped the jar with its strange patterns.

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The world of ghost stories.

When Su Ming opened the door

Standing outside the door was a cool-looking woman dressed in a black nun's habit, holding a candle.

In the candlelight, her stunning face was breathtaking, making one's heart race, and her icy expression added an unusual charm to her.

Even the oversized nun's habit couldn't conceal her proud assets; she exuded a mature and sophisticated aura.

Viewers from around the world watching the live stream were also captivated at this moment, frantically flooding the screen with comments.

Even the other Chosen Ones, upon seeing Sister Hilde, instinctively displayed expressions of amazement and infatuation, as if they were under a spell.

Only a few with strong willpower were able to suppress their emotions and barely maintain a calm expression.

"Hello, Sister Hilde."

However, to Sister Hilde's surprise, Su Ming gave her a very special feeling. His gentle, profound, and weathered eyes were devoid of any desire, and his gaze towards her was calm and undisturbed.

For some reason, she always felt that the person standing in front of her was not a young priest, but more like a wise man with a long history.

However, what surprised her even more was that a large yellow dog suddenly darted out from under the man's feet, walked straight to her side, and rubbed against her affectionately, its honest and simple face subtly tinged with a hint of lewdness.

This sudden action undoubtedly touched Sister Hilde's cold expression, but instead of anger, she looked at Su Ming with some surprise, a strange light flashing in her eyes.

And who would refuse a simple and honest repair hook?

"Father, is this dog your pet?"

"Yes, this is a special breed of dog from the far east, with a history of thousands of years. It has a noble bloodline and is very distinguished."

Su Ming gave Hildeshu an apologetic smile, then kicked the silly dog ​​at his feet, signaling it to be mindful of the situation.

"Sister Hilde, could you please tell me about this church?"

"Yes, Father. This church has been in this town for over a hundred years. It has a long history. Before you arrived, this church had nine priests. You are the tenth priest."

Sister Hilde's expression returned to its indifferent state as she walked down the corridor, carrying a candle that illuminated the darkness, revealing the somewhat dilapidated floors and walls with obvious cracks, and introducing the church's information.

Su Ming followed beside her with the silly dog, looking at the surrounding buildings and nodding from time to time, as if he was gradually understanding everything.

Immediately, Su Ming began to ask some questions he wanted to know.

"Sister Hilde, how many believers are there in this town?"

"Father, God's glory has always shone on this land. Although some depraved villains may occasionally appear, they are just a little bit of dirt under the light of God."

Sister Hilde was somewhat surprised by Su Ming's question, but she still spoke meaningfully.

Clearly, the church has been rooted in the town for a century, and through the efforts of nine priests, it has almost covered the entire town with God's glory.

The mayor and the sheriff are nothing compared to the behemoth that is the church.

This is a world where divine authority reigns supreme!

"God is forgiving and will tolerate all the lambs who are willing to convert, even the fallen wicked."

Su Ming adopted a sacred and solemn expression, a slight smile appearing on his face, and slowly spoke.

"So it seems the previous nine priests did a great job. How are they doing now?"

Meeting Su Mingrou's gentle and expectant gaze, Sister Hilde stopped in her tracks, a hint of mockery and coldness suddenly appearing on her face.

Looking directly at the young priest before him, he said meaningfully:

"Father, their faith in God is wavering..."