In this world, there are so many unknowns about those powers.

Jack only glanced at it and left, the power that those two people possessed was not yet accessible to him who was weak now, and knowledge was always expensive and reasonable.

Seeing Jim's madness, Jack didn't want to touch other children for the time being, who knows if there would be any other people like this, unsafe, too unsafe.

As he thought about this, he walked slowly, and when he looked around, he saw the shadow of the church, and he walked on this path again.

The warning seemed to be still in his ears, and Jack hesitated, it was not a good thing to rashly challenge the rules when the depth was not clear, and to contact the representative of some new power.

Turning his head, he was about to leave, when he was halfway around, when he heard two children cry out in unison, "You dare to go!"

The two children were Paul and Tom, and yesterday they heard a report that Jack was able to go to church and eat bread, and not have to work as hard as them to not even feed his stomach, how jealous and hateful.

That's probably what the whistleblower was doing to Jack, and Paul and Tom wanted a piece of the pie for the same reason.

"Listen, if you could give each of us a piece of bread, we wouldn't have told you, or you would have been warned a second time, and what would have happened a third time if you had been warned twice about the same thing, you remember. ”

Following Paul's words, Jack found such a picture from the memory of the original owner, after two warnings, the young original owner forgot what happened, but he still remembered the last tragic situation of the child, he was roasted with fire, and roasted alive into coals.

All the children were forced to watch, those who couldn't bear to watch would be beaten, and those who were scared and crying would be scolded, and the original owner was sick after watching it all, and it was a luxury to be sick, and I don't know if her brother was "positive" because of this pressure in the end, and finally died.

"You can go on your own, or give up some kind of delusion, I didn't enter the church, and the head can't warn me about what didn't happen, as for you..."

Paul and Tom were stunned for a moment, then quickly snapped their eyes and raised their fists to teach Jack a lesson.

Jack gave them a cold look, and only threw his fist at the weak, never really strong, and it was easy to retract because of something, such as: "I saw Ken today, and there is an even stronger person, guess what he told me?"

Paul and Tom's fists were already raised high, but they couldn't swing them anymore, they looked at each other, and there was some doubt in their eyes, Ken's prestige was obviously not heard of yesterday, they knew more, and more meant more fear.

As they hesitated, Jack walked around them and walked away.

On this day, Jack still didn't be a thief, but he robbed the beggar of his work, made a small cardboard box in front of him more professionally, sat down on the side of the street, and began to concentrate on cultivating his spiritual power, and only looked up and thanked him when the coins fell into the cardboard box.

Kindness should always be thanked.

Paul and Tom couldn't figure out Jack's path, and didn't report him at night, of course, they handed over more money and despised Jack with their eyes.

The head frowned as he took Jack's two coins, too few, but winter was coming, and there were fewer people going out, and those who were wealthy preferred to have a banquet in a warm room rather than walk the streets to challenge the authority of the goddess of the seasons.

He glanced at Jack with dissatisfaction in his eyes, but he didn't say anything.

Before the bread was distributed, the head said one thing: "If you see someone from outside asking you something recently, do you know what to say?"

"Say what?" Someone looked confused, not knowing what it meant.

"Is it asking for directions?" Paul replied quickly.

Tom said happily, "I will be honest and then tip some more!"

This is a wonderful standard answer, however, the head did not show a smile, he frowned and said: "Honestly, honestly how bad our conditions are here? You must remember that we are alive now, and we can have a place to stay, it is entirely the credit of the Brotherhood, of course, don't say that to those reporters, if you want to say it, it is all the credit of the king, and the nobles, the church is also good, they always distribute food in the winter, so that we don't starve to death..."

The language talent of the head is really far beyond that of other children, and a long list of classic words are said one by one, so that a group of children can only nod their heads again and again.

Jack lowered his head, he was still wondering, where the hell did Jim go, he, will he come back?

No one asked the question, no one cared about Jim, and probably no one could accurately name Jim except for the dead Gavin.

“... ... Do you remember them all?"

"Remember!" Paul hurriedly responded.

Tom also said repeatedly: "Don't worry, I will never forget it, I will definitely say it well." ”

His eyes were fixed on the black bread, and he only remembered a few words of "good" about those words, but what did it matter? Paul just remembered them, and they would be together.

The head is actually not very reassured, and emphasized a few more words, and then began to distribute bread, and after the bread was distributed, it was quiet, and the children who returned to the corner to eat the bread were like a group of rats hiding in the dark, they were always very attentive to their food, and they would also greedily stare at those who had not finished eating after eating.

No one hid food, not only because there wasn't much food in the first place, but also because it would lead to hidden dangers, such as finding that the food they had hidden was gone the next morning.

The art of stealing is always practiced first from a companion.

The weather is getting colder and colder, and the cold weather seems to be giving birth to some kind of evil thing, and the foggy environment can easily make Jack think of the fog in Shoushan City, especially when he walks out before dawn in the morning, and always feels that if he comes into contact with those fogs, he will disappear inexplicably.

Pedestrians are always in a hurry, and the workers in the factory wear similar uniforms, and the inferior clothes cannot keep warm in the winter and breathe in the summer, like a layer of plastic sheeting, and the biggest effect on the body is to block the cold wind in winter.

Oh, and maybe a few drops of rain.

"Damn weather, how many days have I not seen the sun, oh goddess of light. ”

The speaker made a circular gesture on his chest, which belonged to the Goddess of Light believers, and they praised the Goddess in this posture, and it is said that the Goddess of Light likes round things, the sun is always round, the moon is always round half the time, and the priests who have the most round bellies and round heads in the Church of the Goddess of Light, and even their smiles seem to pull out a semicircle, bordering the curvature of the corners of the eyes is a full circle.

"Praise the god of steam, so that I still have money to support my family. ”

His hand was dotted on his chest, and it was a triangular gesture that symbolized angular machines, primarily steam engines - that was a representative of an era.

The people in front of us who love to praise the gods at every turn are also representatives of this era.

It was an ordinary morning, everything was as usual, and Jack was walking down the street, calmly and calmly, and he was going to look at another street, not knowing if it would be occupied.

A man in a black cloak walked past Jack, his hood covering his head, and the excessively long part was covered, so that his forehead and even his eyes were hidden by the hat, so that people could not see his face clearly, and could only remember the whiteness that passed by in a flash.

Jack glanced back, he had a special feeling, his gaze fell on the corner of the black cloak, and on top of the black contained a little bright red, revealing a certain ominous.

"Catch him, that's him, that's him!"

There was a shout from behind, and in the mist, a man shouted, he was so hard that his whole expression was distorted and hideous, and with his shouting, something sprang out, and the mist was stirred up by the wind brought up by the two men, revealing a carriage there, and the blood that was dripping from the open door.

Jack quickly avoided the side, and in his mental power, he saw that the person who was shouting, who looked like a housekeeper, suddenly showed a strange smile, and that familiar and unfamiliar feeling complicated his eyes, is the root of "black soil"?

At least there is a relationship.

The smirking butler turned around, and the white-gloved hand quickly made a gesture, Jack didn't see clearly, a strange existence isolated his mental power, he could only see a vague movement end, and then in the car, a thing emitting blue light appeared on the person who was still bleeding and his eyes were open, and he couldn't see what it was, and his mental power was not omnipotent.

The butler quickly grabbed the thing, and he had already prepared to use an iron box to hold the ball of blue light.

At this time, someone came over again, it was a knight, not riding a horse, I don't know if it was yesterday's one, the other party's armor covered the whole body, and only a pair of eyes appeared on his face, and his gaze was cold and calm.

"What happened?"

The knight asked.

The butler already had a shocked look on his face when he turned around, and said: "My lord, someone killed Viscount Scott, you know, Viscount Scott has been working hard for the rights and interests of the people recently, he has moved the interests of many people, they all want to kill him, but I didn't expect... I didn't expect it to be right here, right in front of my eyes, a man in black, yes, he was wearing a black cloak, it was him, it was him, he killed Lord Scott, Lord Scott, he, he didn't have children yet, no... He broke the inheritance of the nobility!"

As the narration progresses, the expression on the butler's face changes, and at the end of the day, there is anger and sadness on his face.

This is all understandable, the nobleman with the title dies, and the butler who follows him will also face unemployment, if his previous savings can allow him to spend his old age in peace, otherwise, I am afraid that life is worse than death waiting for him.

If, he really is Viscount Scott's butler.

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yes, yes!

Thank you for the tweet!Three times I tried to see the Xiuzhen chat group retreated three times, I don't know what the reason is, I feel toxic inexplicably. I can't find the point to watch it at all, and I don't look forward to what will happen to him in the future.

The farmer seems to be a little bit like planting for the sake of planting, and the feeling of forcibly breaking the farm, I didn't look at it.

I think it's boring in itself, no matter how successful others are, will it become mine? The way of thinking is different, this kind of substitution is completely meaningless! It's not that I want to do it again according to this template or anything.

I'll sweep the rest!

Thank you for the tweet!

I have a wish that all authors will be my kindred spirits, so there will be no more book shortages.