Pastor Bai's Journey to Another World

"Good afternoon, respected priest, may Chenxi hug you." Although she didn't know each other, Weiwei showed a respectful attitude and made a standard religious etiquette action.

Looking at the elegant behavior of the white-haired nun, the uncle nodded appreciatively:

"The Owen family is really talented. As a result, the Owen family has three priests, which can be called God's favor."

Not knowing the purpose of the other party's visit, in order to avoid saying the wrong thing, Weiwei didn't make a sound, but waited for the next article with the attitude of a junior.

"Miss Weiwei, don't be nervous, I just came to say hello." The uncle was quite easy-going, "My name is Mo Luo, and I am the bishop of this temple."

"Ah, nice to meet you, Bishop Moreau." Weiwei was a little surprised, she thought she was one of the officiant, but she didn't expect to be a bishop.

For the believers of the Church of Dawn, there is usually no class distinction between believers, and the title indicates the believer's contribution to civilization and the church.

The bishop title, while respectable, is generally of little power.Ordinary resolutions are to convene the majority of believers to vote collectively. Only when major resolutions need to be made as soon as possible at certain specific times, the title of bishop will bring extremely high decision-making power to its owner.

"Here is the key to your room. Although Chris has told you that you still live in the monastery, it is also the obligation of the temple to provide resting places for every serving priest."

Moreau took the key out of his pocket and handed it over.

"Thank you, I'm sorry to bother you to deliver it in person." Weiwei reached out and took the small brass key. The key is exquisite in style, with sun patterns carved on the end, and it feels cold to the touch.

Bishop Mo Luo kept a warm smile all the time, which made people feel good. He continued to say in a calm tone: "It's okay, the acolyte in charge is busy, and I'm just going to drop by. Your room is in the side hall. The ninth room from left to right, next to it is the garden of the temple."

"Mr. Bishop, is there a library in the temple?" Weiwei asked curiously. She has always been curious about what kind of entertainment books are in this world.

Most of the books in the monastery are religious, art, and historical books, and there are not many of them. Weiwei has read almost all of them in the past ten years.

"There are public libraries and church libraries. Public libraries have a wide range of types, including adult magazines. You should avoid them when choosing books, but many important knowledge will not be placed there. If you want to learn some advanced Old, ancient, secret knowledge, you can go to the church library, where the important knowledge wealth of our church is stored."

Moreau introduced to Weiwei in detail.

Capturing key words, adult miscellaneous... ahem, it has a complete range, I don't want to read pornographic books

"Thank you for letting me know, where is it?"

Weiwei didn't realize that her tone was a little impatient.

"It's next to the garden. The public library is on the first floor, and the church library is on the second floor. Miss Weiwei may not be able to go to the church library today. It is undergoing annual maintenance in the past few weeks."

"It's okay, the public library is enough."

"I won't bother you anymore, goodbye."

The two bowed to say goodbye to each other. After a brief exchange, Weiwei had a good impression of Bishop Moreau.The other party did not treat himself as a child, but as an equal church member.

Looking at the little white-haired nun who left, Mo Luo said to himself: "...to be able to become His Majesty's strength is really enviable."

Although Morrow was a bishop of the first temple, he was not inspired to become a priest.

Although I understand that my duty is to practice the will of God through serving, praying, and dedicating in the world, I still can't help but feel envious whenever I see the pastor.

Moreau caressed the holy emblem on his chest. The holy emblem was an important prop for priests to cast spells, and wearing it on him was just a status symbol and only served as a decoration.

If possible, I also want to be a light that illuminates the earth.

He shook his head mockingly and walked out of the temple

Chapter 29 Chapter 29 Vicious Cases and "Serious Crime Squad"

"What did the mage say?"

"She said that we don't have basic common sense. She thinks that the voice generators of the corpses are damaged and cannot [speak]. Using the dead to talk is just a waste of spell slots."

"Tsk."

The middle-aged man in the uniform of a sheriff had an unhappy expression, and the assistants around him were silent like cicadas.

He looked at the file in front of him, frowning.

This was the first vicious case this year. The murderer was very clever. All the victims were killed in one blow without leaving any traces.

The dead were disemboweled, their heads were broken, their brains and blood were mixed together, and their hearts were crushed into meat paste. The scene was extremely bloody, just like walking into an ogre slaughterhouse.

Even the sheriff, who has fought rotting zombies before, feels sick to his stomach.

It's hard to imagine what kind of purpose the murderer has for killing people.

eat human?The only thing missing is the heart, but the hearts of all the dead can be found at the scene, only turned into meat paste.

Sacrifice?No religious symbols were found at the scene, making it difficult to judge which god was trying to please.And if sacrifices were to be made, sacrifices without religious symbols were generally futile.But this possibility is not ruled out, maybe it is Yeluzi cultist, who wants to practice those evil heretics without knowing anything.

money?The identity of the deceased was a group of low-level gangsters, who would squander as many gold coins as they had on them, how much money would they get if they killed them?

The magistrate flipped through the file back and forth, and finally closed it helplessly.

If the dead body could speak, the progress of the case would advance by leaps and bounds, but the murderer obviously knew of the spell of the dead talking.

This matter has been reported to the police, and this kind of behavior that seems to please the evil god has been highly valued. In the near future, security warnings will be issued in the city, patrols will be strengthened, and curfews will be organized.

But the magistrate knew that this kind of thing would happen again, and the city hall's resolution would not have any effect. This kind of resolution would at most make the murderer keep a low profile.

The director has already sought divination services from the temple, and I hope there will be a clear answer this time, and stop embarrassing people with riddles.

Dong dong dong

There was a knock on the wooden door of the sheriff's office

The sheriff waved his hand and told the assistant to open the door.

After the door opened, the person who came was a wood elf male with thin clothes and oil paint on his face.

His bronzed skin was also painted with oil paint, and he looked like someone who often lurks in the woods.

"Sir Jack, I have confirmed the demise of the goblin tribe. The adventurer team has completed the commission, but I have witnessed that they have a flesh golem. I think this will pose a challenge to our security."

The person who came was an informant of the Public Security Department, and occasionally took over the work of scouts. He was a senior elf ranger.

"Flesh golem? Let me check the report, and the assistant will bring the file quickly."

After flipping through for a while, Sheriff Jack laughed loudly: "Okay, okay, you didn't come to report, and you can be punished by security management. Did they leave the golem in the city?"

The wood elf ranger didn't answer, but held out his hand.

The sheriff threw away a gold coin, and the wood elf took it before continuing:

"That's not true. They put the golem in the outskirts stronghold."

"Okay." The sheriff regretted that he couldn't collect the fine. "Don't remind them to report, you go and keep an eye on them, and let me know when they bring the golem into the city."

"No, that's beyond the scope of my job." The wood elf ranger justly refused to work overtime, no matter how much the sheriff tried to persuade him, he would not be moved, and finally left with a grimace amid the sheriff's angry scolding.

The magistrate had nothing to do. Strictly speaking, this informant was not his subordinate, and he could only be allowed to do things by promising benefits.

He sorted out the dossiers, and there are no clues to support him to continue the investigation. He can only hope that the murderer will leave some clues when he commits the crime next time.

What he didn't know was that the murderer was in the Public Security Department at this moment.

In the front hall of the Public Security Department, a savage young girl was sternly instructing the surrounding justices: "You bastards, you can't even find a cat. I really don't know that the money that my lord father pays you every year is spent on you!" What are you doing, is it just to make your fat pigs fatter?"

This sentence poked the pain of the sheriffs. Among the official institutions in Anda City, the Sheriff's Department has the highest obesity rate, reaching a staggering 65%.

However, the magistrates dared not speak out, did not dare to show any dissatisfaction, and smiled all over their faces:

"Miss Atala, we have been working hard to find it. You see, a dozen or so of our sheriffs have set up a serious crime team for this matter."

"Ahhhhhh, I won't listen! If you can't find it before tonight, I'll ask Father to expel you all!"

Facing the arrogant and domineering girl, everyone had nothing to do.

The black-haired young man next to the girl smiled, silently watching his master mess around.

Finally, the girl was also exhausted, panting heavily, and her breathing gradually became messy.

"Miss, please sit down and rest first." The black-haired young man said gently and softly, the concern in his eyes made it hard to imagine that he was actually an organist.

One not thought to have a true mind...

magic props.

"it is good"

The girl's pretty face flushed slightly, maybe it was because of the noise just now that made her blood surge.

She obediently found a seat and sat down, her well-behaved appearance was completely different from the previous nonsense.

"Sorry everyone, I have caused you trouble." The young man bowed politely and gracefully in apology, like a handsome young man of noble birth.

The magistrates didn't dare to accept the apology, and hurriedly said that they were all incompetent, and hoped that they would not be blamed, and allow a little more time.

"Don't apologize to them..." The girl pursed her lips in dissatisfaction, and tugged at the corner of the young man's clothes, "It was their fault..."

Under the gaze of the young man, the girl's voice gradually became softer.

The young man patted the girl's head: "It's wrong to cause trouble for others, you represent the face of the Gravins family."

The girl nodded obediently, and her little hands intertwined anxiously.

The sheriffs all breathed a sigh of relief, finally letting the ancestor calm down.

The Earl of Gravins was famously doting on his daughter. If he came forward to exert pressure, not to mention dismissing several magistrates, the Director of Public Security might be able to replace them.

"Miss, it's time to go back, madam will be worried." The young man bowed and squatted down, meeting the girl's eyes.

"But... my cat..." the girl said sadly, "Fennel took the black princess away, and I only have Olaf. Olaf has been missing for a few weeks, I miss him so much..."

"Don't you still have me?"

The organ man with a handsome appearance quickly retrieved the method to make his master happy, and immediately practiced it. He took the girl's hand and pressed it to his face, "Can't I get your favor?"

The girl's heart was beating wildly, her mind was blank, and her heart was filled with inexplicable emotions.

Feeling the master's negative emotions go away, the organist smiled and took the girl's jade hand:

"Go home, miss."

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Chapter 30 Chapter 30 Appreciation of customs in other worlds

Although it was a scorching summer day, the temperature inside the temple had been kept at a suitable level, and the cold air from unknown sources was silently delivering coolness.

Even on non-religious festivals, many facilities in the temple are public facilities, including the public library of the temple. Compared with reading and studying, most people come here just to escape the summer heat.

Weiwei entered the public library with the three-flowered cat in her arms. The cat was bought by Weiwei with snacks and promised not to make any noise in the library.

"Cough cough!"

The librarian was an elderly man with age spots on his face, bald, beardless, and looked depressed. When Weiwei came in with the cat in his arms, he raised his eyelids and pointed to her. a sign

It says

【please be quiet】

【Original Compensation for Damaged Books】

After nodding to the old man to show that he understood clearly, the old man beckoned for Weiwei to come over.

He took out a form for Vivi to fill out.

Weiwei went over to see that she wanted to fill in her name and address on it.

There is no need to lie in this kind of place, she directly filled in her name and the nun's dormitory of Langton Abbey.

The old man picked up the form and glanced at it, then lowered his eyelids, put it aside and waved to Weiwei, and continued to look at the newspaper in his hand.

After getting tacit approval, Weiwei walked into the library with Mao Mao in her arms.

The public library is large, but it does not appear empty at all, because it is filled with bookshelves, leaving only a short space for passage.

After browsing around carefully, I found that the books here are classified in an orderly manner, and the overall environment is clean and tidy, but there are a bit too many people, which makes Weiwei feel embarrassed to look at adult magazines from another world.

Just kidding, I didn't have a chance to observe it in my previous life, okay?