Zheng Yi clapped his hands, walked to the black cow, looked around, and saw some villagers who came to see the excitement.

Of course, these villagers did not do it out of leisure, but wanted to see if the foreign priest could really heal his injuries and save their families.

Zheng Yi put a triple shield on himself to prevent the cow from hurting him when he was agitated. Then he bent down and put his hand on the cow's hind legs.

The cow is docile and does not make any movements.

From the perspective of Pastor Praia and the villagers, the new priest did not exhibit any miracles.

There is no light, no prayer, no clouds in the sky to form a magical gesture.

However, the cow's hind legs gradually relaxed and stepped on the ground.

Zheng Yi used healing techniques to heal the cow's injured leg, calmly straightened up, and motioned to old Hott to take it away.

The cow walked as usual, as if it had never been injured.

Old Hult's face was swollen and red, and two lines of cloudy tears instantly welled up in his eyes.

"Thank you so much, Lord Reverend." Lao Huo used honorifics in a special way to thank Zheng Yi.

"All glory be to the Lord." Zheng Yi is now learning and selling, this is what he heard Praia say before.

With a serious face, little Andre asked old Hult to leave with the recovered cow through the side door, and then let the next villager seek medical treatment.

"I have no children and no daughters, and I burned my foot the day before yesterday." The woman wiped her tears and came to Zheng Yi with her husband's support: "I'm afraid I won't see next summer, thank you for the merciful Lord for sending you here......"

Zheng Yi asked her to sit on the chair and untie the filthy straps, the innermost layer had been soaked with pus, and it was sticking to her skin.

As a doctor, Zheng Yi knows that the most difficult thing to deal with after a burn is an infection. It is very difficult for people with extensive burns to survive even if they are taken to the hospital, because the infection problem is so terrifying.

"You're so optimistic." Zheng Yi chuckled and touched the woman's forehead, her body temperature was very high.

Priest Praia looked at the wound and then at the woman's sickly ruddy face, and said:

"Alice, if it weren't for the Miracle of Juggernaut, I'm afraid you wouldn't see this summer."

Zheng Yi didn't save blue, and directly used divine healing to solve her problems in one fell swoop. However, he sensed that there were parasites in the woman's body, but this problem could not be solved by either healing or divine healing.

This is probably because the underlying logic counts parasites as laws of nature, and the normal state of the food chain does not count as injuries.

"What do you use to solve the problem of parasites? Mainly roundworms. Zheng Yi asked Praia.

Praia recalled, "Just boil the bark of the white vine and poplar tree into water and drink it." ”

Zheng Yi said to Alice's husband, "Do you know where you can collect the bark of white vines and poplar trees? Go back and cook some ...... for your wife You drink it too. ”

In this medieval world, the absence of parasites is a strange thing.

Alice's husband, a middle-aged man with a wrinkled face, turned his torn hat in his hand in a tangled way, and said:

"Thank you for your kindness, however, everything in the woods belongs to the lord and we can't ......"

Praia directly interrupted him and said, "White vine and poplar bark, you can go and get them, I will tell Steward Fair." ”

"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir!" The couple left with great gratitude.

Alice's burns were a big deal in the village, and almost every villager knew about it, but at the moment she was so fast that she could even go straight to the fields.

This is the miracle of juggernaut.

There were more and more miracles, and Praia's mood gradually calmed down from excitement. He was contemplating the significance of the comings of the Messenger of Domination and what it meant to him, his teacher, and his family.

The former was just a thought, for no one could figure out why the Juggernaut had sent a messenger.

The latter was also very troubled by the vicar in his thirties, since he had only a small correspondence with the parish and his family since he arrived in the small village.

Definitely a good thing, though!

No one can deny the miracle of Juggernaut.

Thankfully, he came here and was the first to be received by me!

Praia clenched his fists slightly, he felt that it was time for him to have one more teacher.

Before that, though, Praia decided to cautiously confirm a premise:

"Excuse me, are you mortal? Prophet? Angel? ”

Zheng Yi looked at Praia suspiciously, not knowing why he was asking this.

This is not a simple question.

In a world of low persons, it is not appropriate to hold one's person too high. In the world of high personalities, you can safely reveal your true personality, and you can even brag about climbing some up.

This may be different from what many people think, but just look at the cult leaders and religious leaders on the planet to know which one is wiser.

The leader of the cult was afraid that his own personality would be too low, so he always boasted to the heavens that he was the illegitimate son of God, the second son of Jehovah, and so on. The result is that it is too easy to be exposed, and it does not gain much faith at all, and it is directly extinguished.

Religious leaders, on the other hand, know to put themselves in a position and to raise up an idol who has nothing to do with heaven and earth, to whom all glory is given, and to whom suffering and misfortune can be attributed—in the name of trials.

To put it more simply: a low-personality world is like a closed mountain village. Exposing their high status, they either can't understand it at all, or make a fuss, but it's terrible.

Zheng Yi said bluntly: "The master gives people two eyes and one mouth, just to let people see more and talk less." ”

Praia hurriedly lowered his head: "Thank you for your advice." ”

Zheng Yi dealt with the injuries of several villagers and said:

"Looking at it now, accidental injuries and overwork illnesses are the main problems here. I suggest that you put some effort into improving the living conditions of the villagers and teach them healthy lifestyles, such as not drinking water from the river. ”

Praia's face was full of doubts: the stream water is very clear, can't you drink it directly?

Zheng Yi looked at the sky, he had been waiting here for more than an hour, hadn't that little fellow woken up yet?

"I will stay here for a while so that you can write to the parish." Zheng Yi said: "Do you have a suitable person here who can be my entourage?" Preferably around thirteen years old, boy, smart, loves clean......"

"Ahh Playa came to his senses: "There is one, he fits your requirements very well, but he is only the son of a farmer. Sir, he learns the Word very quickly, and he uses it to persuade the villagers. If it is a gentleman's child, he can be a priest's apprentice. ”

Zheng Yi looked at Praia gently.

Praia spit out the name Zheng Yi needed: "Los, the third son of the Mo family, is really a very good young man. ”

Of course, it's very good, a traverser can quietly do farm work, and brush up on the sense of existence without being obtrusive, such a person will not mix badly even in the original world.