Chapter 166: Vicious Light

Rogge was extremely grateful to the old store manager for this life-saving grace, and a few days ago, a person in charge of selling indulgences from the Church of Light came here, because this place is one of the places where Old Enke came more, so he directly said that Old Enke arrogantly violated God's dignity and had committed suicide under God's condemnation.

These words angered the young and vigorous Rogge, who immediately rushed forward, pulled up his pants, pointed to the scars on them, and angrily said to the believer of the Church of Light:

"When my leg was wounded, and I was there to die, the God of heaven was there, why didn't he show a miracle of mercy, only old Enke came to help. ”

These words immediately resonated with those around who had received many favors from the old store manager, and they all scolded the believer who peddled indulgences

The believer who was selling indulgences saw the anger of the crowd and left the place in disgrace. Whether the god of light came down to punish is not known. But on the third night of the next day, Rogge was wounded in the leg by several intruders. There's no way to walk now.

Just as Hui Gang came here with the medicine box on his back, a low-ranking priest in a white robe, surrounded by several apprentice light believers, was foaming at the mouth and telling those people next to him:

"Because Rogge has blasphemed the dignity of God in his words, God has sent down his wrath and stripped him of his ability to act, and if you show your piety to the light and repent of your sins, you will be saved from all diseases and blessed by the Most High God. ”

The light believers below were all five big and three thick, not so much believers in the light as thugs under the seat of light, who walked to the poor onlookers with their pockets in one hand and indulgences printed on rudimentary yellow paper in the other.

A little girl looked at a big man who was squeezing a smile out of his face, and suddenly pointed at the man and said:

"Mom, this uncle, I've seen him, he and several other uncles have been to Brother Rog's house in the west......"

Before she finished speaking, the little girl was covered by her mother, and the big men all looked at her viciously, and the little girl's mother hurriedly took out a dozen copper coins and threw them in the hands of the big man. He didn't even bother to ask for indulgences, so he left the place with the girl in a hurry.

The surrounding onlookers all knew what was going on, but they didn't dare to say anything when they looked at these believers in front of them who claimed to believe in light. It all slowly dispersed, and as a result, no one was willing to pay for it except the girl's mother.

The priest kept talking about the punishment of the god of light, but with little success. When there was no one, he couldn't help but spit on the ground and scolded uncleanly:

"The poor ghosts killed these days seem to have to be forced to donate. ”

When he had gathered his clothes and was about to leave, a big man who had gone down to do something else came running from the side of the street, and said to the priest in a hurry:

"Father Yash, I came from there just now, and a doctor went to treat that talking nonsense Rogge, and now there are a lot of people there. ”

"Bastard, it looks like that damn Enke isn't doing much of a war, go, go teach this blind a lesson. ”

The priest had no grace at all, cursed in his mouth, and led some people viciously.

When Hui first came to this area, the dilapidated houses, the dirty streets, and the smell were in the air. The environment is extremely harsh, and it is obviously still winter, and it is obviously even more troublesome if it is summer. The monk had seen many worse situations in his previous life, and he didn't care about it in his heart, but he admired the old doctor Enke for his obligation to see a doctor here without asking for anything in return.

He didn't know how to start, so he stopped a few children running on the path and asked kindly:

"Kids, are there any injured or sick people here?"

The child was obviously impatient with Hui Gang's question, but looking at the monk's kind smile, he tilted his head and thought about it, and then replied:

"Brother Rogge is injured, and everyone can hear his screams these days, but it's miserable. ”

The monk asked for the place, and then walked slowly there. After Rogge broke his leg by those people, although the neighbors came to take care of it, it didn't help the injury, those people were very heavy, and if they didn't get help, they would die so painfully.

Rogge's screams were already very weak, and the faces of those passing by showed unbearable expressions, but there was nothing they could do.

Hui Gang asked softly, pushed the door and walked in, and the poor people who had been selling indulgences had all returned at this time.

Seeing a well-dressed monk walk into Rogge's room, they all felt very strange and watched at the door.

The monk walked into the house and saw the wounded young man lying on the bed, and there was nothing in the room except a bed made of broken wooden planks. Rogge's legs were swollen as if they were elephants, and the young man had fallen into a coma, muttering some inexplicable words.

Apparently suffering from a fever caused by his injury, Hui Gang reached over and tried it on Rogge's forehead, which was already hot. For trauma, the monk's research can be said to be extremely profound, and he has become a doctor after a long illness, not to mention that Shaolin is mostly external strength, and there is naturally an excellent place for the trauma of bone bruises.

As soon as Hui Gang saw Rogge's legs, his brows couldn't help but furrow. The men who did it were so ruthless that they almost broke Rogge's thigh according to the original wound. Even if this kind of injury is placed in the hands of those Xinglin Holy Hands in the previous life, I am afraid that it will be disabled.

In this world that relies on the power of magic and magic, I am afraid that this injury will make people hurt to death.

No one had come here in such a well-dressed place since Enke's death, and in their experience, the blond young man was supposed to be a doctor.

Under the gaze of everyone, the monk pressed one hand on the broken part of the thigh bone, and made a slight force. Rogge, who was in a coma, screamed, and woke up, his eyes wide, obviously in extreme pain, and then fainted in pain.

When the people on the side were treating Enke, they had seen such a tragic scene there, and they immediately doubted the monk's level of treatment, but they didn't know that Hui Gang's moment just now had already connected the fracture. Just now, the monk had already cleared those bruises and broken bones with the Holy Power of Light, and he didn't need to break them with a knife, but only used his strength to dissolve those things.

The ability to regenerate this holy power on Hui Gang's body is extremely powerful, and the bones have been connected just now, and the wound has been completely healed.

Few people noticed that after Rogge woke up in pain and passed out, his face was already rosy and his breathing was much calmer. When the monk was about to prescribe medicine, there was a commotion outside, and the poor people who were watching dispersed with a hula, and several big men came over menacingly.

In the middle of the poor people, a person suddenly flashed, also dressed in tattered clothes, but very strong, looking different from the surrounding civilians with vegetable faces, pointing at Hui Gang and shouting:

"He's performing an evil god ritual, and my brother has already fainted from pain just now after I was away for a while. ”

The people around looked at this shouting person very strangely, Rogge was an orphan by himself, what kind of brother would there be, but looking at the thick wooden sticks and sturdy bodies in the hands of those believers of the Church of Light, they all closed their mouths in interest.

These people's sticks were full of steel nails that shimmered with cold light, and they rushed over with great vigour, and shouted there:

"You murderous cultist, we are going to cleanse God of sin. ”

At this time, the priests were all far behind, and what happened could be explained that it was the excesses of the believers, not anyone's instructions.

The poor people on the side knew that there was something wrong with the witness who came forward to identify, but no one dared to say anything. But the little girl who had just spoken stood up and said loudly:

"You're not a relative of Brother Rog's, I've never seen you. ”

When the men who rushed halfway heard this, one of them didn't say anything, picked up the stick in his hand and smashed it down on the girl's head. The girl's mother stepped forward to save a little too late, and it seemed that it was the end of the brain.

No one came out to stop it, and the tragedy was about to happen. Suddenly I heard a thrilling scream, and the mother of the frightened little girl, who was already at a loss, reacted. She subconsciously thought it was his daughter, and before she could cry, the woman saw the big man wielding a stick lying on the ground, holding her thigh and screaming in pain.

The rest of the men were not afraid, as if their companion's wounds had aroused their ferocity, and they rushed forward with thick steel-tipped sticks as they shouted to kill the infidels.

Although the internal injuries in the monk's body were extremely serious, his vision was there, and he immediately saw that these people were quite orderly with each other's advances and retreats, and they didn't look like ordinary disciples at all with the cover, of course, it was even more impossible that the guard knights in the church, if even this kind of dilapidated place The Church of Light had such a strong strength, I am afraid that there would be no temple of the god of war, or even the existence of the country.