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ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 129

A man came out from behind the bookshelf, a young man, about twenty years old, dressed in a black suit, with a cane in his hand, gold-rimmed glasses, and his hair meticulously combed.

Such an image is dressed like an English upper-class nobleman, who holds a cane in his hand not because his legs and feet are inconvenient, which is a way for European nobles to show their status and embody etiquette. Just like the nobles in ancient China, no matter whether they can fight or not, they must wear a sword by their side, which is also a symbol of status.

"Who are you?" Lin Tian asked as he looked at the man who came out.

"At Lower Clark, I saw two faces with distress and seemed to be in trouble, so I came out and asked if I could help. The man, who called himself Clark, spoke mildly and gentlemanly.

Lin Tian glanced at Xiao Manxue, then nodded: "Indeed, we are collecting information for the magazine, but the record of Solinburg sixty years ago seems to be vacant. Also, this town used to have a holy goddess, why is it not now?"

Clark smiled meaningfully, and then said: "Speaking of saints, this is a long, long time ago, it is said that the first generation of saints was born hundreds of years ago, one year, Solinburg suffered a natural disaster, it was supposed to be the autumn harvest season, but there was almost no harvest. ”

"At that time, Solinburg was still a fief of the nobility, and the poor harvest of the fief meant that the income of the nobility was less. At that time, people did not understand the heavens, and only thought that the gods were punishing, whether it was to atone for their sins or to have a good harvest in the coming year, and the nobles at that time decided to sacrifice to the gods. ”

"Worshipping the gods requires a person who communicates with the gods, and the holy woman came into being, and the holy woman must be a holy virgin to take on the role, and the first holy woman was chosen by the nobles from among the people of the fief. ”

"After the selection of the saints, a grand sacrificial ceremony was held throughout the town. Perhaps it was the gods who showed mercy, and after the sacrificial ceremony, the scourge gradually disappeared and the last of the town's food was saved. ”

"It's also miraculous, since Solinburg has a holy woman, there has never been such a serious natural disaster, even if there is a natural disaster, it will not be so miserable that there will be no harvest, there will always be some left, so that Solimburg can survive the disaster year. ”

"The saints became important, and the first saints were chosen by the fiefdom nobles from among their children to serve as sacrificial priests. Later, the fiefdom nobility was gone, but the tradition of choosing a saint remained, and every few years the whole town voted for the saint. ”

"The habit of choosing a saint has been handed down, and even if later people have more insight and enlightenment, the choice of a saint is still the most solemn and sacred thing in Solinburg. ”

Clark recounted the origin of Solinburg's choice of the Holy Maiden in a flat tone, but when he said the last sentence, Clarke's eyes fluctuated, but no one knew what was going on in his heart.

Lin Tian's eyes flashed, and he continued: "To be precise, the matter of choosing a saint lasted until sixty years ago, and in the following sixty years, until now, no saint has been born, is this the case? I don't know what happened sixty years ago that made such an important ceremony as Solinburg disappear." ”

"Hehe......" Clark smiled lightly and said, "If you two want to know what happened sixty years ago, you can go to the ancient castle in the town and have a look, maybe there will be the answer there." ”

"Are you...... The new owner of the castle?" Xiao Manxue said suddenly.

Clark turned around, looked at Xiao Manxue, and said with a slight smile: "This young lady is really smart, you guessed right, I just bought the castle some time ago, if the two of you are free, you can come to the castle tomorrow for the lavender festival to witness a grand festival ceremony." ”

"There are still affairs to deal with at home, and the two of you look at it slowly, and I am out of company. Clark bowed slightly, said politely, and then turned to leave the third floor of the library.

"Lin Tian, can you see that there is something wrong with this person?" waited for Clark to leave, and Xiao Manxue asked.

Lin Tian shook his head, frowned, and said: "I can't see it, what feels wrong is his style, the style of holding a cane is the behavior style of medieval nobles, and now even if it is a nobleman, no one does it anymore." ”

"I also felt that this person was strange, but I couldn't see anything strange, but I noticed a detail in the literature, the saints of Solinburg are not for life, generally three to five years, and, humanely, after the end of the term of the saints, they can get married and have children. However, Clark was right that the saint must be holy, and there must be no personal affairs between children during her tenure. Xiao Manxue said strangely.

"What a strange priesthood. Lin Tian shook his head, he didn't understand it at all, because Huaxia didn't have such a priesthood as a saint at all, so he had to say: "It seems that there is nothing to gain tonight, let's go back first." ”

"Okay, let's go back first, I'm also worried that after coming out for a long time, Zhu Li can't stop Jinlis, if he instigates the team members to act without authorization, it will be bad if something happens." Xiao Manxue nodded, put the books in her hand back on the shelf, and walked out of the third floor with Lin Tian.

When they got to the first floor, the librarian looked up and said with a smile, "Did you find what you were looking for?"

"Almost, I have a question for Sir, is the owner of the castle in the town called Clark?" Lin Tian asked politely.

"Yes, it's called Clark, I saw him walk out just now, and I heard that the previous owner of the castle rarely lived in the castle, so he sold the castle to Clark. The administrator replied.

"Oh, Clark is an outsider, what do you think of this new owner of the castle?" Lin Tian asked again.

The caretaker laughed and said happily, "The castle is a symbol of our town, and we were worried about the new owner's strange temper, which is not good news for us, because the largest amount of lavender is planted on the territory of the castle, and if the new owner doesn't let us hold a lavender festival there, things will be in trouble." ”

"However, this worry is unnecessary, Mr. Clark is very nice and very easy-going, and he went out to greet me just now. The administrator smiled lightly.

Say hello to you and think that people are good people, and you are too easy to be satisfied, Lin Tian was amused in his heart, but he didn't say it, and after thanking him, he and the eldest lady left the library.

The road back was still quiet, but nothing happened on the way, and Lin Tian and Xiao Manxue returned to the Maple Leaf Hotel smoothly.

Lin Tian raised his hand and was about to knock on the door, but the door opened by itself, and behind the door stood Mrs. Mary with a wrinkled face.

"Mrs. Mary, are you going out?" asked Xiao Manxue strangely.

"Where else can an old woman go at night, I'm just waiting for you to come back, and when I see you, I'm relieved, alas, lately, it's not very safe in the town at night. Mrs. Mary sighed.