"Pastor Paul, what are you?"

Wu Qingchen was also very strange, the agreed process had been completed, and the priest of Akford was still chasing him out.

"Didn't you just say you wanted to take a closer look around the neighborhood?" Pastor Paul smiled and said, "I've been here for more than ten years...... I can give you a good introduction. ”

What are the consequences of shopping with a street pastor?

As long as you don't make friends on purpose, form a union of interests, and go down the street casually, it's about ...... Casually blamed by Pastor Praia for a sentence or two?

Then it doesn't matter.

Since there are no consequences, Wu Qingchen is dispensable.

Smiling and thanking, Wu Qingchen was half a step behind and walked side by side with Pastor Paul on the "street".

The so-called "streets" formed by public buildings such as churches, courtrooms, and mills, as well as the residences of high-end craftsmen such as blacksmiths, coathermen, and tailors, were at most half a block long.

When he was about to walk to the courtroom, Wu Qingchen beckoned, and Antoine, who was following behind, immediately took a few steps forward.

"Plank." Wu Qingchen pointed to the luggage carried by the police officer.

Antoine immediately put down his luggage, opened his baggage, took out a thin wooden board with a horizontal and vertical length of about 20 centimeters and a flat surface, held it with both hands, and respectfully handed it to Wu Qingchen.

"Okay." Wu Qingchen nodded, took the wooden board with his left hand, and continued to stretch out his right hand: "Charcoal." ”

More than ten seconds later, a special piece of charcoal was handed to Wu Qingchen.

Next, holding the wooden board with his left hand and the charcoal with his right hand, Wu Qingchen began to write and draw.

"Your Excellency Loes, ...... you" Pastor Paul leaned over: "Draw this street?" ”

"Hmm." Wu Qingchen said "a little embarrassed": "My parents, neighbors, and most of the people in the village have never left the village of Aiklei, and I want them to open their eyes as well." ”

"Well, that's a good idea." Pastor Paul nodded slowly, then turned around and slapped his students, Kevin and Giger, on the head: "Didn't you see Lord Loss want to paint?" Why don't you hurry up and move a table? ”

"Huh?" Wu Qingchen frowned slightly: "It's not necessary, right?" ”

"It's fine." Pastor Paul said nonchalantly, "You are a guest, as you should." ”

"I just draw casually, don't bother." Wu Qingchen continued to refuse.

"You're welcome?" Pastor Paul smiled, "It's just a matter of moving the table, and they're fine right now anyway." ”

"I really don't need to, after all, it's ......" Wu Qingchen continued to look for a reason.

"Rubbing what?"

When Wu Qingchen was still groaning, towards the backs of the two students, Pastor Paul had already shouted loudly: "Don't hurry up! ”

The two students sped up and ran back to the church, quickly bringing a small table and a round stool.

"Please be seated." The two students set up the tables and stools, and Pastor Paul diligently adjusted the position and helped Wu Qingchen to sit down: "Only when you sit tight can you draw well." ”

! Draw your sister!

Wu Qingchen sat down helplessly and began to paint.

Thinking with his ass and knowing that with thousands of ultra-high-resolution cameras working frame by frame on the earth, how can Wu Qingchen have any leisure to paint the streets?

The so-called "opening the eyes of the villagers of Ekri" is just to make it not seem too deliberate when it comes time to paint the mill.

Originally, standing and hand-held, Wu Qingchen could draw a few strokes casually, using the wrong posture as an excuse to perfunctory the past, but now that Pastor Paul specially moved tables and chairs, Wu Qingchen had to be upright and draw seriously.

A few minutes later, on the drawing board, the prototype of the street was formed.

"Alright, almost...... Whew...... "Wu Qingchen let out a long breath and handed Antoine the drawing board and charcoal.

"Lord Loth...... You don't think you have drawn yet, right? Standing next to him, seeing sketching for the first time, Pastor Paul felt a little unsatisfied.

"The rest, go back and make up for it." Wu Qingchen stood up and pointed ahead: "There are still many things to paint." ”

"Oh?" Pastor Paul raised an eyebrow.

"Like the courtroom."

As he spoke, Wu Qingchen walked forward.

The others hurriedly followed.

Walking to the front of the courtroom, choosing an angle and picking a position, Wu Qingchen motioned to the pastor's two students to put down their tables and chairs, and began to draw again.

After drawing two strokes, Wu Qingchen suddenly frowned slightly.

"Smack!"

Kevin and Giger were slapped for the fourth time: "Where do the eyes grow?" Didn't you notice it so dark in here? Why don't you hurry up and open the door! ”

The two students hurried over and opened the door of the courtroom to the widest possible extent.

A few more minutes later, on the drawing board, the prototype of the courtroom was formed.

"Good! Good way to draw! This time, with full attention and attention, Pastor Paul couldn't help but applaud again.

"Actually, it's not ......" Wu Qingchen smiled and handed the second thin drawing board to Antoine: "You can be a little lazy and save a little time." ”

"You're too modest." Pastor Paul shook his head: "This is a little bit of time, this kind of drawing is too convenient." How to draw it...... Tsk......"

"Really?" Wu Qingchen smiled casually and didn't answer.

"Huh."

Looking at the mysterious smile on Wu Qingchen's face, which was specially designed by experts in various disciplines, Pastor Paul couldn't judge the value and depth of the sketch brushwork, so he smiled awkwardly and gave way to the passage.

Walking out of the courtroom, Wu Qingchen walked towards the mill opposite.

The Mill: One of the main objectives of this departure from the village of Akri is to tolerate any interference or destruction by anyone, for any reason.

Completely unaware of the heated discussion about the "supernatural" on Earth, and still listing the mill as the most important target, Wu Qingchen's pace slowed down slightly, and his mind turned rapidly.

Pastor Paul, who is in the streets of Fort Akford, will have a plan for this morning, with a succession of humble, caring, and flattering actions......

Walking slowly through the "streets", Wu Qingchen finally decided to find out Pastor Paul's purpose before entering the mill.

When "Hmm......" made a decision, Wu Qingchen had already walked to the door of the mill. Stopping, Wu Qingchen turned around and faced Pastor Paul: "Your Excellency Paul, this is the first time we have met, and you have taken care of it like this...... I'm grateful and wondering, is there anything I can do to help you? ”

"Huh?" Pastor Paul paused and looked at Wu Qingchen.

"Just say it." Wu Qingchen raised his head slightly, revealing a "frank" look with great lethality.

"Hmm......"

After hesitating for a few seconds, Pastor Paul first looked left and right, and made sure that there were only Wu Qingchen, Antoine, his own students, and the two apprentices of the mill.

It was about the well-designed expression guidance for Wu Qingchen, and the feeling that the opportunity was not easy, and Pastor Paul looked a little serious: "Your Excellency Loth, you are very keen...... You're thinking well, there's something and you really need your help. ”

"For example?" Wu Qingchen smiled, his expression quite gentle.

"In a few days, you will be going to the parish...... "I would like you to mention to Deacon Tarta, if it is convenient, that I would like you to transfer from Akford Territory." ”

Really!

Wu Qingchen nodded heartily.

The desire to make a full-fledged pastor grovel is not very large.

But......

"You think too highly of me......"

Wu Qingchen shook his head slightly: "I'm just a little priest who has just been recognized by the parish, how can I talk about such a serious matter?" ”

"Hehe......" Pastor Paul smiled, "Your Excellency Loth, you are too polite. Healing cattle, moving honeycombs, bee swarming...... Such a great achievement, and especially, there is so much work to worry about in the future, and the strength of your speech now is not low at all. ”

!

Wu Qingchen's heart shook.

With the dragnet analysis of the Earth Staff Group, Wu Qingchen certainly understood these exploits and his own value in the next period.

However, Wu Qingchen definitely didn't expect that these merits and values would be seen so clearly by a marginalized priest in the medieval world, two days away.

"Of course ......"

When Wu Qingchen was still having a headache, Pastor Paul continued: "Your Excellency, don't worry, I will never embarrass you, let alone speak for me personally, I just want to ask you to help deliver a message." ”

Send a message?

Wu Qingchen frowned deeply.

As a member of the church, it is natural for him to help deliver letters, and Wu Qingchen did not understand what Pastor Paul meant: "You mean sending letters?" ”

"Yes." Pastor Paul nodded vigorously.

"Send the letter...... Wu Qingchen's brows furrowed even deeper.

In the medieval world, transportation is inconvenient, and when you meet the right person, you can pick up a few letters by the way...... This is a trivial matter that has become conventional, where does it need to be so polite.

"Uh......"

Looking at Wu Qingchen's suspicious expression, Pastor Paul was a little embarrassed: "This letter, hmm...... The matter of the transfer is likely to be related to you, and it cannot be hidden from you in any way. ”