Zhang Xiu listened carefully to the "Sutra of Our Lady" every day, and was recognized by the priest as a good performer, and was released to freedom two days early.

The day I left the little black house was a Sunday. He also went to church with the pastor for a service.

At the service, he listened attentively to the sermon, prayed intently, and sang hymns with devotion. He looks like a religious activist.

Several pastors and Mr. Jian in Dingjiawan saw all this and were very satisfied with him.

It's just that what everyone didn't expect was that all this was just the appearance of Zhang Xiuxu and the snake paralyzing them. In the depths of his heart, he still did not want to engage in the lowly work of craftsmen by this small river, he hoped to go to Cao Cao and twist off the head of this enemy who had insulted him, in order to pay tribute to the soul of his deceased uncle.

So on the same day, he colluded with a group of cronies and decided to flee, but this time there were many fewer cronies willing to leave with him than last time, and there were only eight people left. The group of nine people quietly left late the next night. This time they were much more careful than last time, and in order to avoid being discovered by the local people, they chose to go off the beaten track and never went into the countryside.

However, the world is unpredictable, and plans are better than changes. After walking for two days and two nights, he was finally found by a cowherd in a big mountain. At one point, they even wanted to kill people and keep their mouths shut.

But how could the cow herd baby run fast on the cow, they couldn't catch up, and watched the cattle rush down the mountain like the wind.

In the next few days, there were local guards and local militiamen armed with farming tools everywhere, and all checkpoints were blocked by church people, and even the water source was guarded.

caused Zhang Xiu and several people to starve and thirst in the deep mountains and old forests for two days, and finally couldn't hold on to surrendering out of the mountain.

So, a group of nine of them got into the familiar prisoner car again, and surprisingly returned to Dingjiawan, and the punishment was the same as the last time, or squatting in a small black house for half a month.

They are still well fed and drunk every day, and they are given a lot of time, but they are not given light, freedom, and the opportunity to talk.

A week later, Zhang Xiu, who was in the dark, was driven crazy again, shouting in the dark room, "Let me out, let me out." ”

The next day, the young pastor who was reading the Bible came again, and once he began to read the Blessed Virgin Mary from the beginning. Zhang Xiu listened quietly, although he was already familiar with these episodes, he didn't want to listen to them anymore. But as his only form of entertainment, he didn't want to blow the priest away.

He gradually calmed down and listened to the thought-provoking sentences outside the story, such as the human rights and divine suffering, as human beings in ancient times, all created by the Virgin Mary in ancient times, with a pair of eyes and a nose, no one is more than anyone else. So people are equal to each other. The reason for the disparity in status that later arose was not that people possessed any ability, but that people in high positions knew how to respect God better than people in lower places.

So Our Lady of God gave them the power to rule over the people of the world on behalf of God.

These words sound a little rebellious, but when you taste it carefully, isn't that what the world is all about? The ancients said: Those who follow the heavens prosper and those who rebel against the heavens die, isn't that what it means?

He then turned to the deeper issues in the Virgin Mary, such as the hundreds of canons. More and more, I feel that under the constraints of these canons, the moral standards are more punitive.

Unlike the criminal law of the Qin Dynasty, these canons were so harsh that even telling a lie would result in a nose cut. Instead, he gently used the power of the ideas of Our Lady to warn people that lying and adultery, which violate morality but do not violate the laws of the Han Dynasty, although they will not be punished by law, they will be recorded by the angels in heaven. On the day of death, the angels will bring out all the good and bad things that people have done in this life, and those who have done many good deeds can go to heaven, and the wicked will go to hell to suffer for eternity.

There is nothing more frightening than not having peace after death. It can be seen from this that although the methods of the Holy Mother Church to punish all the people are milder than those of the Great Qin Dynasty, which ruled the country according to law, once the concept of the Supreme God of Our Lady Nuwa is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, the canons of the Holy Mother of Mary will be more binding.

Zhang Xiu couldn't help but think again, if the world followed these rules, how beautiful the world would become. He suddenly remembered that he had often heard people say how kind and wealthy the people of the old parishes of Jinan, Qingzhou, and Yanzhou were, and how harmonious the world was.

"Now, Xuzhou has also become a diocese, will it also become a happy way in troubled times like Jinan, Qingzhou, and Yanzhou?" Only then did he realize that he had been in Xuzhou for more than a month, but he had only been thinking about finding a route to escape, but he had never paid attention to the customs of Xuzhou.

So, he looked forward to the day when he saw the light of day again.

After walking out of the dark room, he went to work on weekdays. What he didn't expect was that the soldiers under his command in the past, after more than a month of teaching by the old craftsmen, now do their work as if they were not taking the initiative to say hello, Zhang Xiu thought they were senior masons.

In the process of talking with the old subordinates, many people said that they have benefited a lot from this time, not only learned the craft, but also learned a lot of knowledge, they were originally illiterate they learned the words of the small basket, and now they can write some simple letters to the family.

Looking at the old subordinates' faces, a smile from the bottom of their hearts. Zhang Xiu finally knew why there were fewer people who fled with him every time.

At noon, Mr. Jane brought a few workers to bring the lunch.

The content of lunch is quite rich, a bowl of egg gnocchi soup for one person, a stir-fried cabbage mixed with a little diced meat, and a fried radish with vegetarian vegetables. The dough tube is enough, and it can be eaten open.

In this regard, the church did not distinguish between the soldiers who came to the labor camp and the craftsmen who were hired, and everyone was fed the same food every meal. The only difference is that the craftsman can receive a salary of fifteen children a day. Wages are paid monthly with holy coupons, and the 15th day of each month is the time for payment.

Compared to the craftsmen, the prisoners did not receive any money, after all, they were sinners who came to atone for their sins.

As in the past 30 days and nights, after the meal was received, none of the more than 800 craftsmen and laborers present moved their chopsticks, chatting bustlingly, waiting for the pastor to arrive.

At noon, three pastors from Dingjiawan Church arrived at the appointment, and the young pastor who recited the scriptures to Zhang Xiu was also impressively listed. They led everyone in the room to pray in a loud voice.

"Dear people of Our Lady, respected craftsmen, let us pray together!"

As soon as he spoke, he hugged his fists in front of his chest and lowered his head and squinted. Pray silently as the priest sings the prayer. I pray for the well-being of my family and all the best, and thank Our Lady for food, life and health, and for the riches, fulfillment of life and a good future for the Lord.

Zhang Xiu tried to imitate the appearance of the believers, calmed down, and set up a virtual statue of the Virgin in the core of the heart. He confided in the Virgin Mary, confided in the many troubles in his life, and boasted that he was talented and unparalleled in martial arts, but he was repeatedly unable to reuse. He complained about Dong Zhuo, Cao Cao, and even had a lot of dissatisfaction with his dead uncle. Suddenly, he felt that all the words he said in his heart had been heard. So, he kept talking, recalling, and saying many things that he had never told outsiders.

For example, on the way out that year, he was so thirsty that he asked his subordinates to go to a nearby village to find water. I never thought that after those subordinates entered the village, they fell in love with a girl in the village, and took turns to spoil the girl.

The girl could not bear the humiliation and threw herself into the well and died.

The people in the village were greatly annoyed by this, and came to the door with farm tools to reason, demanding that Zhang Xiu severely punish the sinners.

It stands to reason that the villagers' demands are reasonable, and those people should be sentenced to death according to military law.

However, Zhang Xiu didn't do that - you must know that those subordinates are all heroes who have fought against the Qiang people more than a dozen times, and several of them have saved his life many times.

He couldn't bear to kill them like this, so he shielded his subordinates privately. The villagers were beaten out of the camp with sticks.

He has always felt guilty about this.

There are many things like this that make him feel guilty and regretful, all of which he picked up and poured out to the Mother in his heart, so he spent the longest time praying before the meal, and he prayed for three incense sticks, and when he opened his eyes, the knots in his heart that had accumulated over the years opened more than half, and he suddenly felt extremely relaxed, and even his body became lighter. "Thank you to Our Lady and pray in the name of Our Lord Nuwa, O ...... Heaven's Gate! ”

Everything is so beautiful, even the meals are more fragrant than usual.

After lunch, Zhang Xiu did not go back to the dormitory to take a nap, but ran to Dingjiawan Village, not far from the barracks, and looked around.

It is a small village with more than 60 courtyards, and in the center of the village is the village church, with the church as the source, and the roads in the village are smooth and clean, apparently just repaired.

Zhang Xiu followed the smooth road, looked forward to the scene in the yard, and found that there was no figure in the yard but the courtyard door and the door were wide open, at first he also said that he was careless and forgot to close the door when he went to work in the field, but he passed by several courtyards in succession, and found that every family was like this, and he knew that it was not the carelessness of the owner, but that the people of the village were neat, to the extent that the door was not closed at night, and there was no need to worry about opening the door and attracting thieves.

Most of the owners of the courtyards in the village are not at home, and occasionally in a few places, peasant women sit in the courtyard making clothes and spinning.

Zhang Xiu wanted to go in and talk to the peasant woman for a few words, but after thinking about it, when the family was not at home, it was not polite for a big man to find someone's daughter-in-law to chat privately, so he gave up.

But he really wanted to talk to the locals......

Hard work pays off. Finally, he found an old man in a courtyard at the corner of the village road. And the old man was very enthusiastic when he saw the craftsman's robe he was wearing.

"Huh? I'm thirsty! Come, come, come in and have a cup of tea, freshly brewed Qingzhou tea, come and taste it! ”