Alone!

There is an unknown church deacon in such a small church,

Hehe! When this is a state-owned enterprise! Two people have to sit in any position!

John took a sip of a cup of tea and said,

"Doesn't the priest want to know what I see in it?"

"What else can be seen, it's just some clutter. Father Duolun shook his head, picked up a rag and wiped the water droplets off the table, his face was calm and natural, and he didn't seem to take the matter to heart at all.www.biquge.info

"Really?"

Grinning whimsily, half-squinting like a fox that has only found a chicken, John picked up the teapot and asked casually as he slowly poured water into the empty cup,

"Does the priest drink coffee a lot?"

"No, I don't like the smell." Father Doron said calmly,

"Do you like tea?"

"Nope! I don't like tea either! ”

"Oh! I don't like coffee or tea, I just like plain water!

Hehe! It's funny how you like to drink something like that. John said with a smile in his eyes, with childish curiosity and a strange mockery,

"However, the boiling water is also very good, it looks clear and tasteless, but when you take a sip, you can always taste a thousand flavors, just like this small church, but the ordinary one can always arouse the curiosity in the heart and let people find out."

"Your Excellency said with a smile, this is just an ordinary country church, what is there to be curious about."

Father Doron smiled stiffly, his heart trembling slightly, and his left index finger involuntarily tapped lightly on the table, until now, he had not yet figured out what the young man's true intentions were,

Test? Guess? Or are you looking for something?

And, did he really open those three rooms?

Confusion came out one after another, and Father Duolun sighed secretly, and for a while there was no other way but to see the move, and try not to open his mouth.

Chatting is a matter for two people, and if one person is reluctant to speak, the conversation will slowly become boring.

John put down the cup in his hand and said with some regret,

"It seems that the priest has other things to attend to, so in that case, I won't bother anymore."

Then he put on his hat, picked up his cane, and walked out leisurely, and when he reached the door of the church, he suddenly stopped, and said meaningfully,

"By the way, there is one more thing I almost forgot, I like coffee, I like tea, I just don't like plain water, I hope the next time we meet, the priest can change to a drink, then we may be able to sit down and have a good exchange, after all, this is the territory of Condon Manor, here, you always need me."

After saying that, John bowed slightly and walked away.

Ten minutes later, with a boom, the door to the main hall of the church closed.

Father Doron walked out of the side door, walked briskly to the three huts behind the church, and examined the wooden door, and after making sure that the iron lock on the door showed no signs of being broken, his face suddenly became strange.

Damn little bastard, you dare to lie to me!

Father Duolun gritted his teeth, thinking of the various fears he had just had in the conversation, and for a moment he was embarrassed and angry, and shouted at the top of his voice,

"Where are you, Mars? Get the hell out of here. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a church deacon dressed in long white jumped from a nearby treetop, the same man John had once met.

"Teacher, you're looking for me."

Father Doron glared at him angrily and asked,

"Did anyone just come here?"

"Yes, a young man in a daze, he said he wanted to find a toilet, but I sent him away." As he spoke, Mars frowned slightly, not understanding why the teacher was so angry, could it be for the sake of the young man, so he asked,

"Is there something wrong with that young man?"

Father Duolun didn't know what to say, glared at the stupid apprentice in front of him with a blank face, and then thought about that quirky little bastard, somehow, suddenly lost interest in talking.

It's the same people, why are they so different?

Father Doron sighed, opened the wooden door with the key, and walked inside.

Seeing this, Mars hurriedly followed, looked at the teacher sitting on the chair drinking tea, and asked,

"Teacher, you said, is there really something wrong with that young man, if so, I'll arrest him now."

Hearing this, Father Duolun suddenly became angry, slapped the table, and scolded,

"Catch! Scratch! Scratch! You know how to arrest, you've already caught five, you still have to arrest, you won't use your brain to do anything, this is just a village church, not a Inquisition, there are not so many cells for you to place prisoners.

And do you know who he is, he's John Condon, the first heir to this manor, and if you take him, can we stay in this place? ”

An unceremonious roar and scolding made Mars's face red, his eyes were indignant, and he stiffened his neck and choked,

"John Condon, isn't it the rich young master who likes to play art in his room, what if he is arrested, this manor can't be his anyway."

"You ......"

Father Duolun was completely angry, pointing at this inheritor he had cultivated since childhood, and he couldn't speak for a long time, this elm pimple, he wouldn't use his brain well.

Mars snorted and said with some annoyance, "Did I say something wrong?" Compared to his older brother, his younger brother Blake has a clear advantage, not only does Mr. Conton like him, the hired men of the manor support him, but even the patrols follow him, and don't you think so, teacher? ”

Hearing this, Father Duolun was suddenly stunned, and in an instant he seemed to understand something,

Manor, heir, brother, church......

Is that little bastard's real purpose here to seek cooperation?

No! There seems to be something else.

Father Doron sat in his chair with his left index finger habitually tapping on the tabletop, a habitual movement he made in his contemplation.

Seeing the teacher like this, Mars didn't speak, and stood there quietly.

I don't know how long, until the sunset rose in the west, Father Duolun finally came back from deep thought, rubbed his brows tiredly, and said,

"That's all for now,

By the way, how is the task I gave you? Did you find any traces of those demons? ”

Mars shook his head solemnly and said, "They withdrew quickly and didn't leave any information to mark their identity, but I found this in a lowland in the Northern Forest. ”

Mars took a white cloth from his jacket pocket, opened it, and wrapped four hairs in front of the priest.

These hairs vary in color, and instead of being as smooth and shiny as ordinary hairs, they are thick and hard like pine needles, and there is even a slight stinging sensation when pressed down with your hands.

"Wolf Tail!"

Father Doron exclaimed, his face becoming extremely ugly,

"How could there be such a thing here?"

"I don't know why they're here? I guess we'd better find some help, though. ”

Mars had a calm face, and his expression was somewhat helpless.

PS: The next shift will be there in a moment.