Leaving the restaurant, Lu Chen decided to go through the various entertainment items of the celebration.

He wasn't really interested in these carnival-like entertainment booths, but he needed to take a break and calm his nerves—

After all, it's a big day.

In the large corridor just outside the dining room, bishops have set up their stalls—but unlike in the usual glory days, these stalls were basically just a pair of tables and chairs, a simple sign, and a few small prizes on the table to fill up.

However, it seems that everyone is quite happy to participate in this kind of activity: after all, the daily church life is too boring, and it is a rare adjustment to be able to participate in these recreational activities.

In front of a booth for a drawing competition, a number of nuns and maids were scribbling with colored pencils.

Lu Chen quietly approached the crowd, tiptoed to take a look, and found that many of the little girls painted portraits: what was even more amazing was that the characters they painted seemed to be very similar, all of them were handsome black-haired young men in black robes and thin descriptions......

Hey, why does this guy look a little bit like me?

This discovery shocked the Divine Envoy. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, he hurriedly left the stall on tiptoe.

Further on, there is a "sacred recitation competition".

In front of a long table, a row of black-clothed priests was densely crowded, and there were even a few guards and paladins joining in the fun. The bishop who presided over the project asked the contestants about the words and phrases of the scriptures as he flipped through the scriptures, and the contestants who were able to memorize the answers first were rewarded with a small red flower......

What a fucking boring activity!Lu Chen glanced at the group of fools with disdain.

He simply listened to it, and found that although it was true that many clergymen memorized the holy scriptures well, many more were simply wrong when reciting them, and as for the level of the paladins and guards...... Lu Daguan felt that if he told the truth, he would definitely be hacked to death with a sword.

The gang was so focused on winning their little red flower that they didn't notice that the Divine Envoy was behind them.

Lu Chen looked forward speechlessly: there were four or five stalls in the long corridor, which were basically boring activities—he even found a "medicinal herb identification competition", where a bunch of bored priests were worrying about the swarthy dead branches on the table.

What's so good about this!" Lu Chen sighed.

There wasn't much interesting going on in the hallway, but he thought about it and walked to the backyard of the church.

– As a rule of thumb, the best activities are outdoors.

Sure enough, as soon as he came out of the backyard door, Lu Daguan found a ...... The big stage.

It is said to be a big stage, but in fact it is just a rectangular wooden stage more than ten meters wide, with wooden shelves on both sides, and the blood-red curtain is crookedly propped up. In front of the stage, there was a row of tables and chairs, all of which were filled with bishops in white robes, and behind the bishops, ordinary clergy and ecclesiastical personnel had no seats but to stand with their hands down.

On the stage, the two priests dressed as bards and knights, babbling something about the joke, and Lu Chen couldn't really hear it from afar.

But guess what this rotten drama is about: according to church tradition, the performances of the celebration are performed in the religious stories recorded in the holy scriptures, and they are all stinking, long, and boring.

Lu Chen took a few steps closer to the stage, and soon a bishop noticed his arrival.

The middle class of the church quickly got up from their seats and graciously invited the envoys to sit down and watch the play—although the envoys were not as powerful as the Pope, they could seize the opportunity to curry favor with a theocratic spokesman, and the bishops could not ask for it.

Lu Chen glanced at the bishops' "grand seats": there were eight square tables in the first row of the auditorium, each with two chairs, on which were black tea, salted nuts and some unknown lettuce leaves.

It's pretty moist, huh...... Lu Chen glared at the group of bishops.

Since someone invited him, it was difficult to resist the enthusiasm, Lu Chen simply sat down and accompanied the group of bishops to watch the play together. As a result, Lu Daguan had to pour black tea into his mouth vigorously, so that he could maintain his sober state under the torture of boring jokes; as for the bishops, they vigorously poured tea and water to the divine envoys, perfectly showing their profound skills in sloppy and slapping horses.

After the play, the audience applauded thunderously, and Lu Chen also followed the crowd and slapped his palms dryly.

The actors on the stage obviously noticed the Divine Envoy in the audience, and thought that their performance had been affirmed by the Divine Envoy, and they couldn't help but blush with excitement. They bowed deeply to the audience, and as a result, the wigs they were wearing fell to the ground.

Then there was another burst of laughter from the audience.

"I heard that the Divine Envoy is very knowledgeable about the stories of the sacred scriptures. One of the bishops proposed, "I wonder if the Divine Envoy is interested in performing a canonical story for you as he did in previous years?"

Elliot, you kid still have this fetish?

Lu Daguan was annoyed in his heart, and glared viciously at the short-eyed bishop for five seconds.

In the end, he sighed and gave up struggling. The Divine Messenger rose from his seat and staggered onto the stage.

The melon-eating crowd watching the play cheered and applauded again.

What is the performance? Lu Chen pondered for a moment, and a bad taste suddenly came to his heart.

He smiled, faced the audience, and sang with his ass between his legs:

"You are, behind the eunuchs, a first-class character~ Eat delicacies, wear silk, and be satisfied in every way~ I can't imagine that you have ended up in such a situation......"

This drama is exactly the reserved program of Lu Daguan during the unit party - Pingju "Yutang Chun"! Singing and singing, Lu Daguan gradually empathized with Miss Yutangchun's experience, and his voice was tactful and affectionate, which can really be described as low reflux and high curbour!

Of course, because Lu Daguan sang in Chinese, the people below didn't understand a word.

When Lu Daguan finished with a beautiful high tone, the audience who looked at each other came back to their senses and gave a sparse applause.

"The Divine Messenger ...... You...... What language are you singing?"

—When the envoy stepped down, a bishop approached and asked with a smile.

"The Word of God, taught to me by the Holy Spirit in a dream. Lu Daguan rolled his eyes and said nonsense.

Anyway, he is a divine envoy, and he has the final say on matters related to religion.

- Moreover, it is not uncommon for devout believers, inspired by the gods, to suddenly speak a language that no one else understands: in the European Middle Ages, this phenomenon was called "Glossolalia or Speaking in tongues".

The bishops nodded in confusion, but Lu Chen suddenly heard a noise in the distance. He poked the bishop beside him:

"What are you doing over there?"

"Oh, the rough men of the guards and paladins," replied the bishop dismissively, "there's a jousting convention." ”

At the martial arts competition, Lu Daguan's eyes lit up.